Chapter Forty-Seven: The Old Ghost Catches the Demon

"Captain, how's it going? Is it a Japanese spy waiting outside? "I've been lying on the stable for a long time, and although I'm wearing a raincoat, Mao Shilong still feels like he's already soaked from the inside out. After the suspected target appeared, Mao Shilong was sent to inform Jia Yun in the backyard that the stables could just see the room where the target was staying, so Jia Yun took Mao Shilong to climb up to the stable, and with the help of the thatch on the stables as a cover, he used a telescope to observe the suspicious characters in the room.

Jia Yun can only see a few of those people in his binoculars, he can't lip speak, but the guy who appears in the telescope is indeed weird, Jia Yun concluded through some clues revealed by these people that these people are not the Japanese they are waiting for, but this group of people still makes Jia Yun very uneasy. "You go and tell Lin Zhong to find a way to get acquainted with those people at lunch, and find out their details and whereabouts" Jia Yun took Mao Shilong and retreated from the stable, but fortunately, the rain had not stopped, and the merchants who lived in the cyclamen would not leave for a while.

"Lao Hu, you are lively enough here" Xu Guizi of the rice shop on the corner of the street limped into the cyclamen, carrying a jar of old wine in his hand, Hu Qingshan and Xu Guizi are friends, when the two are fine, the teacher got together to drink, Hu Qingshan asked Maotou to buy iron broad beans in the morning, but he had already expected that Xu Guizi would come to drink with him today.

"Wait a minute, I also called Chang Tietou to come over" Hu Qingshan stopped Xu Guizi's hand to pour wine, and stuffed a few iron broad beans he bought, ignoring Xu Guizi's eyes, Hu Qingshan received the old wine and put it under the counter.

"Are you really going to make a move?" Xu Guizi chewed the iron broad beans rattle, looking at the people who were over half a hundred years old, the teeth were really good. "It's not good, these three waves of people hit me in front of the door, I saw that they were all with hard fire, especially the group of young smokers, the ideas under their hands are very correct, and those slackers under Chang Tietou's hands are probably not good" The people who had breakfast all went upstairs, and only Hu Shopkeeper and Xu Guizi were left in the hall, so Xu Guizi's voice was a little louder, and Hu Qingshan glared at him vigorously.

"Xu Guizi, you still dare to call it God's eye, you didn't see that those smokers are people from the national army, although those people are dressed as smokers, but their words and deeds are full of murderous and military spirit, these people are we can't move" Hu Qingshan's eyes revealed a thick memory, "As soon as these smokers entered the cyclamen, I seemed to see those guards around the marshal again, only veterans who have experienced a hundred battles have that kind of murderous and military spirit, such a person can top dozens of people under the iron head of Shangchang"

"And what are you?"

"I'm talking about the first group of people who came to sell medicinal herbs and these people who just arrived today, now they are fighting every day, don't look at our Cishan Town is very safe now, maybe when we have to fight and die, I still want to live with Maotou for a few more years, after doing this ticket, I will move to Chongqing with Maotou, he Jiang Guangtou will not even give Chongqing to the Japanese" Hu Qingshan's eyes were swollen with a murderous aura, and he did not have the twilight of a half-hundred-year-old man at all, but like the momentum of a veteran of a hundred battles or an old bandit.

"Those people who sell medicinal herbs and the group of people who just arrived today are fakes, they are not traders at all, I look at them like people who have come to Cishan Town to find trouble. Cishan Town has also let us Beiyang want to be free for so long, and before leaving, I cleaned up these fakes, which can be regarded as a good thing for Cishan Town" Hu Qingshan, who had a hint of coldness in his words, had a strong reluctance to Cishan Town, and his wife who died in childbirth and the child he had never met were buried in Cishan Town.

"I saw that these people brought a lot of goods, and the hard fire on the people who just arrived was not bad, so I just got them, and handed over the goods and those hard fires to Chang Tietou to deal with, plus the family funds we have saved over the years, and we have lived a leisurely life in Chongqing, we old guys can't let the children under Maotou and Chang Tietou accompany us to squat in the mountains for a lifetime" Seeing that Xu Guizi was a little moved, Hu Qingshan struck while the iron was hot and led the conversation to the children in Maotou.

"So what do you want to do?"

"Just start in the inn, Tietou has drugs in his hands, put them in their meals at night, as long as they are overturned, the rest will be handed over to Tietou, and after a few days, after we change hands of the inn and rice shop, we will move to Chongqing" Hu Qingshan's words made a cold light flash in Xu Guizi's eyes. Among the three, Hu Qingshan's brain is the most sufficient, and when he withdrew to Cishan Town, he was also Hu Qingshan's highest military rank, so over the years, Xu Guizi and Chang Tietou have always obeyed Hu Qingshan's orders, and now it is naturally the same.

"Then let's do it" Xu Guizi and Hu Qingshan, who had made up their minds, grabbed the broad beans, and waited for the sturdy Chang Tietou to come, the three of them nested in Hu Qingshan's room and conspired for a while. Completely unaware, Mao Tou lazily cleaned the messy counter made by Xu Kidnapper and his shopkeeper, and he had no idea what was going to happen to the cyclamen after dark.

"Captain, what if those guys don't come down at dinner? Their meals were all sent into the house, I asked the shopkeeper, and the gang said that they were tired from the journey and didn't want to go downstairs to eat" After dinner, Lin Zhong went to the backyard to find Jia Yun again. Several waves of people in the cyclamen were a little weird, Lin Zhong's brain was no longer enough, he couldn't tell who was loyal and who was traitorous, and only Jia Yun could guide him.

"Tell the brothers to keep some snacks at night, I don't think that shopkeeper is a good stubble, there are too many people who come to him today" The arrival of Xu Guizi and Chang Tietou made Jia Yun have a bad feeling, but he didn't know what was going to happen tonight. Jia Yun, who disguised himself as a mute, lived alone in a firewood room in the backyard and sent Lin Zhong away, Jia Yun saw that it was still early, so he planned to sleep first to save himself from being in good spirits when he had a situation at night.

"Maotou, you go to the back, tell the mothers-in-law who cook to go back early, it looks like there will be no one staying in the hotel tonight" As soon as it got dark, Hu Qingshan sent Maotou to close the door and take a break, and he and Xu Guizi sat in the hall and drank. After cleaning the hall, Mao Tou was also driven back by Hu Qingshan to go to bed early, and in the early hours of the morning, there was a knock on the door of the cyclamen, and it was Chang Tietou who came with a dozen young people dressed as hunters.

"The room with a triangle painted on the door" Hu Qingshan just whispered, then pulled Chang Tietou and Xu Guizi to continue drinking, and the dozen or so young people didn't say much, just carried a short knife and ran up the stairs to the second floor like a leopard. There are more than a dozen rooms on the second floor of the cyclamen, and as Hu Qingshan said, most of them have black triangles painted on the doors of the pots, and the people in the rooms with the triangle signs are the targets of these young people.

A young man in the lead of the "hands-on" waved his hand heavily, and the young people behind him stood in groups of two on both sides of the door, their sharp blades flashing in the dim corridor. The thin blade of the knife plunged through the crack in the door, and with a few flicks, the latch was opened by the knife, and the two young men with short knives pushed open the door and entered the room. The dinner that Hu Qingshan had added to the table had an effect, and the guys in the room were sleepy like death, and the pig-like guys tied up by ropes were unconscious, until they were thrown down the second floor and thrown into the hall of cyclamen one by one.

A bucket of water from the well just now was poured down, and the sleeping captives woke up slowly, and the dazed fellow actually thought that he was sleeping on the bed, and changed his position and thought to continue sleeping, until this time, they found that they were not only tied like zongzi, but also their mouths were plugged.

"Who are you? Why tie us up? The bearded man who had talked to Lin Zhong in the morning came back to his senses first, and looked at Hu Qingshan with fire in his eyes, in his subconscious, this old and dizzy Hu shopkeeper was the person behind the scenes, otherwise he would never be tied up in a daze.

"We? You still don't want to know, or tell us first, who are you? Hu Qingshan was obviously very satisfied that his sword was not old, and he didn't care much about the offense of the beard, but just asked calmly. None of the people he targeted were here, and the young people with the spirit of soldiers were all sleeping like dead pigs, Hu Qingshan was not worried that there would be a reversal of the situation.

"Shopkeeper Hu, why are you tying us up? I am very good friends with the Black Tiger of Tulong Village, and the goods we brought are for the Black Tiger" The knife-faced man in charge of the group of people who just arrived today was also puzzled. The Tulong Village he said was only 60 miles away from Cishan Town, and he didn't believe that Hu Qingshan, who could open an inn in Cishan Town, would not know the Black Tiger.

"Uncle Hu, a few brothers and I found these things in their room" The young man who led the way up to the second floor just now walked over with a few pistols, Hu Qingshan looked at the pistols in his hand, and immediately burst into anger, looked at the people who were tied up, and forced him to ask, "Say, who among you is Japanese?" Xu Guizi and Chang Tietou were still munching on meat and bones, and when they heard Hu Qingshan's murderous question, they also turned their faces to look at the pistols that Hu Qingshan grabbed in their hands. Dog's day, what Hu Qingshan held in his hand was the southern pistol that only the Japanese would use, no wonder Hu Qingshan would ask which of these people was Japanese.