Chapter 102: The Murderer of Grain
Two refugees came from the east, an old man and a young one, the old one with his back and the younger one on crutches, beating and beating and following the old beggar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Outside the garrison camp of Puzhou City near Shankouzhuang, looking at the smoke curling in the barracks from a distance, the refugees who could no longer take a step were constantly coming, and the two newly opened beggars stopped in front of the three refugees.
The little beggar sat down on the ground and didn't leave, and the old beggar had no choice but to bow to the three people and sit down beside him.
When the three saw them coming, they just raised their eyelids, but if they looked closely, they looked like they were sacrificing to the three brothers, and the one who just sat down was Hua Lao with a little beggar with his eyes.
The sky is about to get dark, and the soldiers who went out to practice have returned to the camp one after another, this is already the third day, Hua Lao took a little beggar to sit on the edge of the surplus money, "There are no locals in Shankou Village, except for the travelers and merchants who pass by and leave, only one is a mute who sells brine, no one knows where he came from, and there is a blind Daxian who traveled to Shankouzhuang to settle down, and prayed for a rain two years ago, saying that he was destined to live here, and as for the others, the second son." ā
The little beggar had a dirty face and misty eyes, and he was a blind man, but his ears were surprisingly large, "I went to that house to ask for food, and as soon as the door opened, the wind began to blow in the trees outside, and the leaves rustled a few times, and then it was quiet." ā
Yu Qian listened in a daze, looked at Hua Lao, Hua Lao touched the little beggar's head, "Although the second son can't see, he can hear the bird cry from a hundred meters away, I think there may be someone who is whistling." ā
Listen to the birds for 100 meters, and don't believe the rest of the money.
Early the next morning of the accident at the Dazezhuang reception banquet on Huashan, Hua Lao was sent out of the village with the remaining money, and he was relieved to see that they were all fine at this time, but this time, it was not in vain to help, according to the rules, the rest of the money was paid to ask them to explore the way.
Pathfinding is a rule passed from the north, and the ones over there are not all called Hanako, and there is also a kind called beggars, and there is a special organization called ...... Called the beggar gang, in addition to chivalrous righteousness, they also specially recruited some children with good eyes and ears, distributed in the streets and alleys on weekdays, from the appearance, and called Huazi is no different, squatting and begging to listen to the wind, that is, listening to all kinds of sounds in the past, hearing along the wind, and going back to report to their own heads at night.
It is said that the wall has ears, and they talk quietly while walking, who would have thought that a wilting little beggar not far away, fifty meters away, could hear them from a long distance?
Hua Lao didn't believe it at first, but since he found out that his second son's ears are good, fifty meters is nothing.
"Grandpa Hua is not covering up with me, and I am not lame, although I am blind, I am useful." The little beggar suddenly said this, almost choking Shen Muyang, who was drinking water, and he looked at Yu Qian in disbelief.
Just now, I saw that Hua Lao was coming, and he did say to him casually, Hua Lao was followed by a cripple or a blind man, was it a cover?
Yu Qian suddenly came to his senses, "Boy, I really can't see that you still have such ability, so listen, what did those soldiers who returned to the camp say?" ā
This is a little difficult for the second son, in fact, the place where they are located is one hundred and fifty or sixty meters away from the barracks, the second son can't see, just listen to it with his ears sideways, but Hua Lao glared at him, "Second son, it's too far, don't listen to your second uncle Yu, he teases you." ā
The second son suddenly moved his ears, and he was sitting on the ground now, "Grandpa, someone on a horse is here." ā
He also lay on his stomach on the ground, but he heard nothing, and it was not until a long time later that he heard a faint sound of vibration coming from under the ground, and in the distance he could already see a few small black dots rushing towards him in the afterglow of the setting sun.
He is a person who practices martial arts, and he doesn't have this kind of ear power yet, this kid is really a natural ear power, and he can't accept it.
The sound of horses' hooves is getting closer and closer, and there is no need to lie on the ground to listen, it can be faintly transmitted along the wind, and the second son suddenly said, "My lord, my subordinates still can't swallow this breath!" ā
Yu Qian was about to speak, Hua Lao raised his hand and signaled them to be silent, and he heard the second son listen to the wind with a sideways face and a very serious expression, his ear bones squirmed strangely, and he repeated a sentence from time to time.
"If you can't swallow it, you have to swallow it, and you have to cheer up, it's coming soon."
"But those people don't take you seriously, you must give them a little color to see, it's just a bit of an out-of-......"
"Shut up!"
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"Where did Diao Min come from, why are there more and more?"
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Where did Diao people come from?
The priest's gaze suddenly sharpened, and these words made them keep an eye on the six officers and soldiers who had returned on horseback, and the one who was the leader was wearing a hood, and they couldn't see it clearly from too far away.
"They seem to call him Lord Lieutenant."
Captain Yang, the commander of the Puzhou City garrison?
The second son really couldn't hear clearly, the priest already felt that this trip was very fruitful, and the person who robbed the grain mentioned in the Shui Hongya Codex must be the one who rode back to the camp just now.
Shen Muyang looked at the sacrifice, the two looked at each other, and they understood each other's thoughts, it was night, the sacrifice and Shen Muyang took the second son into the barracks, walked in the shadows, and stopped a hundred meters near the commander's military tent, the second son listened with his ears pricked up for a while, and shook his head.
It's not the manager, who is this adult referring to?
The second son suddenly pointed in a direction, and they immediately took him to touch it, and suddenly the second son grabbed the arm that was around him, and the two glanced at each other, Shen Muyang nodded to the sacrifice and made a gesture, and the sacrifice withdrew with the second son first.
After a cup of tea, Shen Muyang also came back, "That person is Guoyi Duwei Changshun." ā
Luo Qi, who stayed in the inn, also adjusted the viscous soup of the adjusted ointment at this time, and fed her carefully, less than a quarter of an hour after taking the medicine, Dugu Xiuxiu made their whole person feel like they were soaked in sweat, but they sweated a lot and couldn't drink water, Luo Qi couldn't wake her up, so she couldn't use the method of feeding her little nephew medicine in her previous life, found a spoon, and asked Gongsun Yueru to pinch Dugu Xiuxiu's chin, and feed her warm water with salt water little by little.
Over and over again, non-stop, and when it was dawn, Dugu Xiuxiu's high fever finally showed signs of subsidence, Luo Qi tried it with her eyelids, and the temperature on her forehead was no longer hot.
Six maidservants came in the morning, and they all knew that they would serve people at a glance, unlike Luo Qi who bought two and came in and was not satisfied and sent out to do laundry.
They took over the work of wiping and changing Dugu Xiuxiu's clothes, and they were much faster than Luo Qi, but she was still relieved to come in person to feed the medicine and water.
On the afternoon of the second day, Dugu Xiuxiu, who had not repeated any more, breathed slightly evenly, and was no longer so short. (To be continued.) )