"It's corn buns!"
Yue Guanchao lay in the doorway and looked into the distance. A shadow moved further and further away. He brought the object closer to the flashlight, and it turned out to be a yellow corn bun.
"How could someone send us food? Be careful of fraud."
Wu Tuman recalled Tang Dianrong's abnormality and had to suspect that there was something fishy in this corn bun. Although it would not be poisonous to death, other poisons that would not harm life were still possible!
"I understand, Uncle Utuman, you are afraid that we will be poisoned to death, so why don't you find something to test the poison first."
Yue Guanchao had expected this a long time ago. He took the silver needle from Ah Ying and inserted it into all the wotou. He made sure that the silver needle was not blackened, so he felt a little relieved.
"Don't be in a hurry to eat yet. Feed some to these beasts and see how they react."
Wu Tuman looked at the rats in the corner of the wall. Yue Guanchao had no choice but to break off a little bit of each bun and throw it into the rat hole. The rats in the cell were not afraid of people. They squeaked and ate all the buns.
"You can eat it, but be careful when going out."
Wu Tuman saw that there was no problem in testing the poison and eating, so he felt relieved and let them eat.
Everyone had not eaten since they entered Wu Coffin Town, and their chests were pressed against their backs with hunger. After Yue Guanchao divided the cornbread, they devoured it with gusto.
When Ah Ying saw Wo Tou's appearance, something strange flashed in her eyes.
"Aying, why don't you eat?"
Lu Fengjian noticed the sadness in Ah Ying's eyes, and immediately knew what was going on. He asked tentatively: "Do you know this person who makes a pottery?"
Ah Ying opened the corn buns thoughtfully, and found a red date boiled to a crisp, like a bit of red bean paste dotted on top.
She looked at everyone, her eyes flashing: "I remember when I was a child, I thought the steamed buns were tasteless. My father always boiled red dates and stuffed them into the steamed buns."
The implication of this sentence is obvious. The bun was sent by Zhong Liangsheng. Song Siyuan recalled that Liang Sheng couldn't bear Ah Ying's sad eyes at dusk. It was definitely not pretending. A light flashed in her eyes:
"If the steamed buns were sent by Zhong Liangsheng, it means that Zhong Liangsheng is not of the same mind as Tang Dianrong. He may have an unyielding conscience, or he may simply not bear A Ying's harm."
"No matter what it is, it means that he may form an alliance with us and even help us behind the scenes."
After listening to Song Siyuan's analysis, Yue Guanchao realized that things might take a turn for the better, and his breathing gradually became heavier: "But why doesn't he want to see us?"
Song Siyuan stared at Wotou closely:
"Is it possible that Wu Yueniang and Tang Dianrong are controlling him? He can't contact us directly and can only tell us his situation by sending cornbread."
"In this case, it makes sense."
She paused, nodded and said: "In any case, we are not fighting alone. It is better than being alone. It depends on how Tang Diannong will act tomorrow."
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The next morning, the morning birds were noisy.
Not long after Yue Guanchao and the others woke up, the stone door rumbled, and they pretended to be poisoned and collapsed on the ground as planned.
"Hey~hey! I woke up and slept like a dead pig."
Seeing that they were still squinting, the bandit kept hitting the wall with a fire stick. The banging sound was harsh and unpleasant, making everyone frown.
"Hurry up and don't embarrass the bandit. If you dare to play tricks again, your brain will be blown."
The bandits picked them up with curses and escorted them outside the witch sacrificial temple.
After being escorted out of the Tongniu Gate, Yue Guanchao took a closer look and saw Tang Dianrong and Wu Yueniang standing in front of two carriages with radiant faces, and behind them stood a dozen bandits in various costumes.
They were all gearing up and preparing for a big fight.
The blind old bandit bowed forward with a flattering expression: "Master, Mrs. Wu, we have already brought you!"
"only!"
"Just what?"
Wu Yueniang looked at the blind old bandit.
"It's just that they carry Luoyang shovels and climbing ropes in their backpacks. They look like they were used to dig tombs. Should we throw them away?"
Wu Yueniang's eyes flashed with amusement, and she looked at the old bandit:
"No, it turns out they are also tomb robbers. Now that everything is complete, we are happy to borrow flowers and offer them to the Buddha. Let's take them all with us."
"yes!"
Wu Yueniang was the most cruel person. She stepped forward and clamped Yue Guanchao's mouth, trying to make sure he was not weak. It would be too dangerous if he was discovered at this time.
Yue Guanchao resisted the desire to spit on her and deliberately let the saliva flow out of his chin. This woman was used to loving beauty, so she turned her head away in disgust and had no time to argue with him.
"Brothers and sisters, how are you?"
Tang Dianrong raised his hands and asked.
Wu Yueniang's eyebrows were filled with pride: "Don't worry, Mr. Tang, these people have been poisoned by my centipede poison. If I hadn't developed the antidote myself, they would never have been able to detoxify them. We can also rest assured that they will not escape along the way."
Tang Dianrong was more happy than anyone else to get the new treasure map. He nodded: "Okay, hurry up and put these people into the carriage. We are still waiting to go to the back mountain, but we must not miss the time. As for the remaining brothers, wait for me Qingtian Sentinel gives the order."
Since they were being dragged to die, they would definitely not receive any good treatment. The one-eyed old bandit randomly packed them into the same carriage like cattle and sheep, and sent a bandit to drive the carriage, and then he left with peace of mind.
With a snap sound, the bandit's whip whipped the horse's back, the carriage and horses rumbled forward, and Tang Dianrong's treasure hunting convoy officially set off on the road.
Yue Guanchao took off his backpack and looked behind him through the rear window of the carriage.
Tang Dianrong and Wu Yueniang rode in the same carriage, and Zhong Liangsheng acted as the groom to drive their horses. The dozen bandits all shouted slogans and marched behind the carriage.
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