Pingxi can’t help but leng leng.
There is nothing wrong with him. Although he has to do a lot of rough and dirty work on weekdays, he knows that he can’t afford to get sick, but he is very careful about wind, evil and typhoid fever.
So what is this "prescription"?
It will be difficult to grab the guard again and ask him if he is tired of asking people, and then want to pass in any message.
Pingxi can find another way out.
In the direction of the quarry, ding ding, thud, thud, thud, thud, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump,
Abrupt he pinched the note and turned toward the gate of Wucheng.
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"Uncle Lingshu, you can read. You can see what this writing is for me …"
Ling Yu, the owner of the small noodle stall in the dark alley, is kneading dough and rushing to his side to hold the article in front of his eyes.
The stall owner rubbed his dough without blinking as if he couldn’t see Pingxi.
There is no guest in the booth. Pingxi simply said, "Uncle, this is from my father!"
Ling Yu’s hand looked sharply at Pingxi. He was over 50 years old, but he didn’t have a trace of old age. His eyes were particularly sharp and frightening, which was more oppressive than that of young people. Pingxi was stunned by the trail "… it was really my dad."
"Your father is not dead."
"… hmm!" Pingxi nodded. "I asked someone to help me find out that my father is still alive … This note is sent to me by my friends inside."
"Friends inside?"
Don’t open your eyes in a low voice. "It was the other day … that I sold to Liu Ye … have you seen it … and then he got angry with Liu Ye and was beaten and thrown to the quarry …"
"If your father didn’t entrust you to me before he left," Ling Yu said coldly, "I don’t want to pay more attention to you for doing these things."
“…………”
Pingxi was shamed and didn’t know how to refute it for a moment before saying, "… I’m just … trying to save him?"
"’There are grass flowers in Wuli, due north of the canyon, which look like fish scales. Take mashed black charcoal ash, honeylocust fruit and Smilax glabra, mash them and sew them into a cloth bag, and cover your nose and mouth with this cover to protect you from danger’"
"… what?"
"This note writes something." Ling Yu began to knead dough again
Pingxi thought for a moment and suddenly understood what it was-it was a way to cross the valley of death!
He also believed that he had not seen his father write to him for five years, but he didn’t expect Zongjin to let the guards bring it out. It turned out that Fang Pingxi was angry and funny. He looked at the note for a long time and didn’t speak.
At this time, Ling Yu said, "That man is not in the pool."
"What does Uncle Ling mean?"
"Since he gave this to you, you must know what this is," Ling Yudao said. "Do what you have to do. You saved him. Maybe he can save your father."
"… but I really don’t know how to do it," Pingxi said. "Am I really going to Xizhou alone? Even died in the ravine before I got to Qizhou. "
"What can you do?"
"I … I can’t think of …"
Pingxi sniffed the smell of beef bone soup and couldn’t figure out Zongjin Jingzhao’s meaning. He didn’t have anything to do with Hector’s family, and he didn’t know if he could contact Hector’s family in the west. Pingxi knew this, but … If Hector’s coming, even he could come in from the west. In the west, except for the identity check, the gate can enter, leaving Death Valley.
Pingxi suddenly realized that she was blessed-Jingzhao wanted them to meet her!
"Is there any way for Uncle to enter Dongting from the west?"
Ling Yu scooped out a bowl of beef bone soup from the soup pot. With a wave of his hand, he spilled some chopped green onion and handed it to Pingxi. Pingxi didn’t speak politely, but he squinted at the first light of his eyes.
Ling Yu said that "there are mountains and rivers in the west."
"Hey?"
"There is a village on the border between Gan ‘an and us called’ Bridge Village’, which is neither under Gan ‘an’s control nor under Dongting’s control." Ling Yu continued to be busy. He hung his head and said, "But coming in from Gan ‘an is bound to stop there and go west along the river, and you will definitely see … two pence of soup."
"Want money …" Ping Xi wants to put the soup. "Then I don’t want it. I’ll just have two drinks."
Ling Yu stared at him, but made a new start. "Pingxi, if you are satisfied with these scams, you will never understand that the sky is high and birds fly outside."
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"The main village is the East Pavilion." Jiang Yi is slightly tilted and close to He Lianheng Road. "Going further to the East Pavilion to build a mountain sentry post is bound to be …" "I know" He Lianheng squints at him. "Do you need to come to me to talk about such a small matter?"
"… yes," Jiang Yi said. "I mean, we should have a rest in Qiantou Village first …"
He Lianheng’s face is getting worse day by day. He has gone through dry safety in Yizhou and then went all the way to the Dongting border. It usually takes twenty days to travel, but He Lianheng took people for less than ten days.
Men are very different from the past, and they feel strongly oppressed all the time.
It’s not just that he travels day and night. He Lianheng hardly sleeps or eats these days. He only eats half a piece of dry food for more than a day.
-even if it is a scourge, Zong Jin is better.
Jiang Yi couldn’t help thinking
"Rest for what?" The man looked down and said a little grumpy, "Are you tired?"
"… but we can’t go directly into Dongting. We have to find a way to" Jiang Yi said "and you should rest … even if the Lord has to rest, some brothers can’t carry it."
As he spoke, he frowned and glanced behind him as a sign for He Lianheng to look back.
With the exception of Ning Chaying, all the other soldiers in the entourage are tired and all are holding on.
He Lianheng tugged at the reins and manipulated the horse to turn around. He asked, "Are you tired?"
"Not tired!"
Uniformity startled the resting birds in the forest.
Jiang Yi sighed morosely, knowing that he was okay to convince He Lianheng to shut up.
"After the village in front, we will split up; You each take three people to touch into Dongting and meet in Urumqi in three days. It is bound to find Zongjin for me … "
HeLianHeng words haven’t say that finish behind them suddenly sounded shortness of horseshoe.
Jiang Yi ears moved nasty way "… a person should be passing by"
"Then go ahead."
Who knows that at this time, the single horseshoe was close to them, and then someone shouted, "Report-report to Lian Jun in Longxi Town, Zhangzhou!"
People dressed in Lian Jun army emerged from the forest and suddenly appeared in front of them.
He Lianheng made a wink at Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yi rode knowingly to meet the man, who also seemed to be on his way for a long time, blanched and sweaty; He hurriedly tore out the letter stuffed in his skirt and handed it to Jiang Yi’s hand. "The original adult said that this letter was sent to your face and asked me to hurry up and send it to your hand …"
"Hard" Jiang Yi took the letter and carefully touched it to make sure there was no hard weapon in it before opening it and smelling it.
Letters are like ordinary letters, and there is nothing strange about them.