Song Zhiyao listened to his words, and was a little worried in her heart. "Xianggong, this time you must bring the slave family, and there must be no mistakes."

Liu Yichen nodded and agreed to her. In the afternoon, Liu Yichen rode alone and went to the city gate and found the tavern.

The tavern was where Scarface was ready to connect, and with a worn-out straw on the side, a few stout men were drinking with wine bowls.

There was a bloody sheep skeleton on the side, and a group of people were playing dice and gambling copper coins, and from time to time their mouths let out cheers and shouts.

Liu Yichen looked at the surrounding environment, except for a dirt road on one side, the remaining three sides were lush forests. "It's a great place for seclusion."

Thinking of this, he drove back to the city, and in the evening, he and Song Zhiyao went to the tavern. A mile away, Hou Qu and Xiong Li were in ambush with plainclothes guards.

Those people looked at Song Zhiyao, so stunningly beautiful, their eyes were wide-eyed, the corners of their mouths drooled, and a few even went up to tease.

With just a slight force, Liu Yichen pushed them aside and kicked them again. "You things, not all flowers can be picked, polish your dog eyes."

The stout shopkeeper looked at the two of them, and knew that there must be a future. "Two, go upstairs, we have the best private room."

Liu Yichen smiled slightly and said. "No, I just like it here, these brothers, all of them are quite bold and interesting."

The shopkeeper felt that what he said was very strange. A table was arranged for the two of them. Liu Yichen held a silver tael in his hand and ordered a lot of wine and meat.

Song Zhiyao looked around, these reckless people have their own backgrounds, and they seem to be arrogant and suspicious of each other. Flies all around, buzzing.

Liu Yichen whispered to her. "Yao'er, bear with me for a while." Look at the bright moon and rise into the sky. He ate wine and meat and looked around at the people.

"Who's here to take the lead?" It looks like a lot of people, but the Scarface man specially told Liu Yichen not to take the initiative to speak.

Liu Yichen wiped the meat scrap next to the corner of his mouth and laughed heroically. The men pushed the gambling table towards the table of the two of them, and squeaked it.

At the head was a shriveled dwarf, with wind leaking from his mouth and a smirk. "The little uncle is in a good mood, play two to help the fun?"

Song Zhiyao saw their posture like this, and subconsciously tightened her clothes. Liu Yichen also waved his hand and said with a polite smile.

"Gee, where did I have such a gamble." He swept his gaze quickly, looking at those people, as if no one had anything to do with private salt.

They repeatedly invited Liu Yichen, but naturally they were all refused. The shriveled dwarf spat on the ground, stepped on it, and continued to shake the dice.

Song Zhiyao looked at the empty night sky, and there was a terrible cry of crows in the distance, her piercing ears were buzzing, and her heart was beating impatiently.

Liu Yichen also felt very weird. "I obviously said that I would see each other at a good time, but after staying for a long time, I didn't even see the shadow of that person."

Thinking of this, his hand grabbing the silver money bag broke out in a cold sweat. The bag made a crisp clattering sound, and the gamblers on the side looked down and laughed.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind hit, and the door opened instantly. Walk into a burly man with a huge cloth bag on his back.

He glanced at the people around him and snorted through his nose. The gamblers on the side, seeing that it was him, rushed to kneel respectfully.

Song Zhiyao felt that this big man seemed to be not good. He shook a steel knife in his hand, the heavy back of the knife, slammed on the ground, and the bell sounded.

He slammed the cloth bag on his back onto the table. It turned out that it was full of very white and delicate grains of salt.

Dahan looked at Liu Yichen and said loudly. "This guest officer, even if you want to get snow, we fairy old children, also have a hundred taels of snowflakes."

Liu Yichen stared at the bag of salt, and felt that something was not quite right. "I remember, when Scarface and I agreed, it wasn't like this."

The big man stretched out his hand and banged heavily on the table. "Guest officer, our boss, I came to find you for this purpose."

After doubts, Liu Yichen waved his hand and smiled helplessly. "Brother, maybe you're misremembering, we don't know what's going on."

The big man hesitated for a long time, put away the bag, and stomped the ground. "A long-haired animal with blind dog eyes and no understanding of human speech."

Then he carried the bag and chewed on lice in the corner of his mouth. With an out-of-tune song humming in his nose, the burly figure disappeared into the rain.

Those who play with the dice, pull their long rough faces, make all sorts of weird disgusting grimaces, and make fun of them. The two remained still.

Song Zhiyao felt a trace of disgust in her heart, maybe in this place, those people who sold illicit salt were playing tricks on themselves, and they didn't tell the truth.

Liu Yichen always remembered that Scarface told him that the man would pretend to be ordinary people, and then take the two of them to a hidden place.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about that. Sipping his tea, he continued to wait for the man to appear. After a while, a dwarf stepped out from behind.

The dwarf shouted at the top of his voice. "Who's going to buy the wood? Burn up warm tight. A few scoundrels laughed alongside.

Liu Yichen looked at him carefully and found that his figure seemed to have seen it. Walk up and pull the dwarf. "I buy chopping wood."

The dwarf turned his head away, his eyes shining. "It's really a good customer, take a step to speak." Liu Yichen followed him and walked outside together.

Song Zhiyao also stared at him cautiously, and the two walked to a remote grass. A few people suddenly came out from behind, clutching black cloth bags in their hands.

Before Liu Yichen could react, his head was covered. The men laughed together. "Little girl, you should bring this with you too!"

Looking at that scene, Song Zhiyao ran back in panic. The little man walked forward and shouted. "They are all here to do business, what is there to be afraid of?"

Song Zhiyao was also put on her head in the end and got into a carriage together. The silk quilt on top is very soft, and the two of them are close together.

The hands of the two of them, clasped tightly, were covered with sweat. The sound of the wooden carriage seemed to have found a place of gravel.

Those people opened the curtain again and led Song Zhiyao and Liu Yichen down from the carriage together. Towering pine trees on all sides.

Liu Yichen took off the bag on his head, looked around, and asked suspiciously. "Where's the goods? It's been a long time, and it's not going to fool us. ”

The short man stretched out his hand and pointed to the rows of wooden stakes on the side. "Guest officer, the goods are there, just split the stake with an axe."

Liu Yichen looked at the stake, walked over, and stretched out his hand to flick the stake. There was a heavy thud, and I looked at the crack, which was glued.

He also understood the intentions of the men, and took out a cloth bag containing a hundred taels of silver, and the dwarf snatched it in one hand.

He grabbed the silver tael inside, and his eyes glowed greedily. Put it in your mouth, bite it big, and grin. "Brothers, send off."

Liu Yichen and the others were put in bags on their heads, and those wooden stakes were also put in the carriage. And after a long time, they returned to the city.

The two took off the black cloth bag and looked to the side, but no one was there. "These things are so treacherous and cunning, we don't know where he is."

Thinking of this, Liu Yichen picked up an axe and slashed it hard. There was a loud bang, and many grains of salt were poured out of the broken stake.

He checked his surroundings again to make sure there was no ambush. "These people are very suspicious, and if we find a way in a few days, we will always be able to catch up with them."

Then the two of them went to the designated place and pulled Hou Qu and Xiong Li back together. "It's really hard for you two."

The two of them waited for a night, and their bodies were also frozen, and they asked in surprise. "My lord, those smugglers have already sold out of goods?"

Liu Yichen told them what had happened, one by one. The two of them also lamented that these salt dealers were so treacherous.

When they returned to the city, the sky would be bright with a blood-red glow. They took the stakes, opened them, and took out the salt.

"We're going to put them in now, and then we're waiting for the next time, and they're going to come back to us when they see we're keeping our word."

Song Zhiyao listened to Liu Yichen's words thoughtfully. "Xianggong, I'm afraid that next time, they will find out our identity and kill the killer."

Liu Yichen looked at her and smiled cheerfully. "The magic is one foot high, the road is one foot high, forgive them for not having that kind of ability, there should be movement in a few days."

Song Zhiyao heard Liu Yichen's answer, and a boulder in her heart fell to the ground. "Either way, we respond to change with the same."

With that, she lay down on the bed, squinted her eyes and fell asleep. Liu Yichen also calculated, and those smugglers of salt were also looking at themselves.

The next day, they put on gorgeous clothes again and went to wander around the county town. "Xianggong, you don't have to think about those things today, you can live happily."

Her beautiful goose egg face was rubbed with pink fat powder, white and red. Her jet-black hair was clumped together and tied up with a flower.

Song Zhiyao and the others found a small shop and sat down together. "Xianggong, Yao'er saw it just now, it seems that the person has just walked by the corner."

Liu Yichen looked at the shadow over there and smiled slightly. "Everything is fate, Yao'er, you can rest for a long time, and you don't have to worry about such things."

Song Zhiyao just lowered her head, stretched out her chopsticks to hold the crispy sweet soup, licked the sweet taste on the tip of her tongue, and tasted it carefully.

She took out the bronze mirror in her hand again, looked at her face, stretched out her hand, and gently wiped it. The warm cheeks wrinkled again.

After a while, Liu Yichen pulled her and walked towards the city gate. "Come, Yao'er, let's go to the mountain again last time and see the scenery."

She looked out at the towering mountains in the distance, the bright and clear sunlight shining on them, and all around them were verdant and shining green.

Liu Yichen saw the man again, took her hand, and ran quickly. "Little brother, the snow fell well last night, we still want it."

The man looked at him, frowned, and waved his hands. "Oh, guest officer, I won't tell you, it's just that I took too much of this goods, I'm afraid that God will be angry."

Liu Yichen continued. "As long as the goods are good, everything is not a problem, and after the state capital in the northwest, it is mixed with soil in the snow, which is also worth ten taels of silver."

The two of them stepped aside and muttered for a long time. The man couldn't hold back the nervousness in his heart and said. "Guest officer, you must be trustworthy."

Liu Yichen looked at him and knew that this person couldn't let go of the temptation of a lot of silver. "That's for sure, villains know the rules."

Looking at the man's distant back, Liu Yichen stretched out his arm and held Song Zhiyao. "Yao'er, I always feel that they still seem to have eyeliner."

With Liu Yichen's eyes, Song Zhiyao looked to the side, there was a beautiful woman with a slender figure, wearing a blue placket.

She has long hair and holds a floral cloth umbrella in her hand. Turning his head, a pair of bright eyes contained a cunning light in them.

Song Zhiyao blinked, and the two of them returned to the city tacitly. The woman loomed in the crowd, and appeared once every few alleys.

Until the evening, Song Zhiyao turned her head and looked behind, the woman was still ten zhang away. Sighing helplessly. "I'm afraid it's not a ghost."