Chapter 18 How much is the reward?

That guy named Lu Zhan is the son of the lord of the ancient city. When he woke up, he explained his identity. He also said, "Please let the little girl inform my family for me." As long as my news is delivered, the land war will be rewarded. ”

Xi Yueli didn't control it well, and asked bluntly: "How much is the good report?" ”

Lu Zhan despised it, but said generously: "One hundred golden horns." ”

That's the ultimate reason why she's running this trip today.

One hundred gold horns, for her now, it is a splash of wealth. Those who missed it are definitely fools!

So, Xi Yueli came.

Starting from the lunch and resting on the road, we arrived at the gate of the ancient city at dawn the next day.

Leaning against the city wall for an hour, the gates of the city were wide open.

handed over a copper horn to enter the city, first learned from Grandma Liu's shelf of visiting the Grand View Garden, and turned around at various intersections in the city. When it was almost lunch, I finally found the Wangjiang Tower in the city.

Wangjianglou is not looking at the river, but flowers, red ginger flowers. Jiang Tongjiang has the name of this building. This red ginger flower grows in the middle of a mountain outside the city, this Wangjiang Tower is built extremely high, if the weather is good, the highest layer of Wangjiang Tower, you can see the fiery red on the mountain.

This is a scene, which is also the origin of the name of this building.

Ezy Yueli's current belongings sold herself...... I guess I barely managed to go upstairs to take a look. So for this unrealistic thing, she didn't want to. But she still entered the Wangjiang Tower without hesitation.

Because the land war specifically refers to this is the place where she was asked to deliver the letter.

"Where did you come from, beggar, this is not the place for you to come." When he arrived at the door, he was stopped by Xiao Er.

Xi Yueli was stunned for a moment, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

It was exactly the same as when she went to someone's Western restaurant for the first time in her previous life, but was stopped at the door because she was not dressed properly.

Xi Yueli lowered her head and looked at the men's clothes on her body. Yes, when she goes far away, she naturally can't wear a girl's Luo skirt and embroidered shoes.

In the village, this dress is brand new, and it also made Qingzong boast about it. But here, he became a beggar.

"Look at this." Xi Yueli didn't stay stunned for too long, this situation could no longer affect her mood. From his waist, he took out the token given by Lu Zhan.

As soon as he saw something, Xiao Er's face changed. No longer arrogant, no longer looking down on people. Instead, he came out directly, took her with him, circled around Wangjiang Tower for half a circle, and entered through the back door.

She was led into the house where the cook was resting at the back of the kitchen, and Xiao Er quickly found the shopkeeper.

It was a middle-aged man, a little blessed, with a kind and prosperous face on his face, and when he saw Xi Yueli, he immediately put out a smile that deceived the dead and did not pay for his life.

"Little brother, I don't know where you got this brand?"

"You're the shopkeeper?"

"That's right, I'm the shopkeeper."

"Stretch out your right hand."

The shopkeeper stretched out his right hand with a smile, Xi Yueli reached out and pulled his middle finger and index finger apart, and there was indeed a red mole the size of a sesame seed in his finger, and then he took out a piece of a letter torn from his land clothes and written in blood.

It must be noted that the blood was accumulated from the wounds of the land battle. It doesn't match the tragedy at all, just because she has no pen and ink at home.

It was very clear on the letter that the person who sent the letter was the life-saving benefactor of the land war, and he wanted to be entertained. In addition, pay a hundred gold horns.