The carriage traveled for two days, and when the mother and son arrived at the place, they paid only half of the car and got off.

Ge Lan lifted the curtain and looked at them away, and the boy kept turning back and waving goodbye to him.

In the past two days, Ge Lan and the little boy have told adventure stories, some of which are written in poems, scripts, and what he Ge Lan has experienced.

What Ge Lan didn't expect was that compared to those heroes and heroes who were used to singing in poetry books, Xiao Tong preferred the nonsense Lan Ge Lango.

This Lan Ge is from Qingque City, and he is a well-known poet from thousands of households, and he can sing a few lines of his poems from the general corner to the elderly.

Lango is jealous and hateful, dares to speak out, offends the giant because of a poem, is squeezed out of Qingque by Getai, and drifts all the way to Taiwei.

was expelled from this great empire thousands of miles away, and he couldn't go back to his home, but instead of being depressed, he took advantage of the eastward tour and walked all the way to Jinantian City.

Here, he happened to meet a great writer Yan Gui, who was also from the city to Taiwei. This Yan is a wolf fighting pen, vertical is a pen, can write a hundred feet long scroll, horizontal is a gun, can sweep the enemy from all directions.

The two traveled together, all the way to kill demons and demons, eliminate violence and peace, when they reached Yangqiao, they were attacked by 100,000 evil bandits, after the bloody battle, only Lan Ge and Yan Gui were left on the corpse mountain, the same was panting, the same was hearty, the same was laughing, the difference was a vertical and a horizontal, the poetry was still standing, and the writer had served.

Lan Ge was entrusted by Yan Gui to go north to the White Crane Bridge to break the Black Dragon Natural Disaster, and then went to the Dragon Bridge, and was ordered to escort the secret treasure of the Taoist altar out of the siege when the Peace Conference was overturned, and went south by boat with the envoys of the state religion.

On the way south, Lan Gelian broke the fog of the East Pirates and the conspiracy of the thieves and merchants to steal the sky, and captured 100 ships and 10,000 taels of gold. When the ancestor of the craftsman lost Zhai Yin's heirs, he was given a secret magic machine cross gun, and people blocked people all the way to kill people, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, and successfully escorted the secret treasure to the Cunya Taoist altar to save the world from fire and water......

Although this is a story made up by Ge Lan, although it is exaggerated, it is also a personal experience, and it is inevitably very vivid and expressive, and there is a tendency to boast more or less, and it is not unreasonable for this story to fascinate the child.

Outside the car curtain, he turned around in three steps, and reluctantly said goodbye to this big brother who could tell a lot of stories, but he didn't know that this big brother was the Lango hero in the story, and he was only curious about such a legend, how he hadn't heard anyone talk about it in the side of the story.

The boy and his mother walked farther and farther away, and when they reached a place where he could not see the carriage when he turned back, he finally did not look back. In the car, Ge Lan also lowered the curtain, pretending to smile helplessly, smiling and shaking his head.

"Are you going to Cunya?" asked the coachman in front of the car, pulling the curtain a little open.

"Yes. Qi Zhilai affirmed.

There was silence outside the car for a while, and then the driver's voice came again, but this time he didn't lift the curtain, "Can you two pay for the car first?"

"The whole process?" Qi Zhilai asked.

"Yes, all the way. The coachman replied.

"But the mother and son who just got out of the car ...... Didn't they get out of the car to pay?" said Gland, puzzled.

The coachman probably thought about it, and only after a while did he respond: "The mother and son are regular customers, their family lives here, and they take a small car to and from Xingkou, and her master also entrusts me, not to mention getting off the car to pay, even if it is a credit for ten days and a half months, it is not a problem......

"It's not that the little one doesn't trust the two, it's just that the two of them are temporary cars at the city gate, and the little one has never done the regular customer business, and he doesn't know the two in advance...... The mother and son saw that you had a straight face, and they were carrying silver taels and knives, and she trusted the two, and the younger one didn't say much......

“...... It's just that now that his mother and son are gone, to be honest, I, a broken car and a few horses, don't need the two knives to guard, but ...... On the contrary, I am afraid that the two of them will hold knives and force the little one to run in vain......"

With a click, the heavy lancet pierced the curtain and clung to the coachman's neck.

Ah——!h

The driver felt the chill in his neck and screamed.

"Since you are afraid of this knife, you are still making a big tongue here. If I really want you to run for nothing, I don't have to wait until the Nine Inch Cliff, the knife is on your neck, and I can tell you to run for nothing here!"

Qi Zhilai threatened coldly, but he withdrew the heavy willow knife in his hand and put the knife into the sheath.

The blade grinded in the sheath, and outside the curtain, the coachman trembled.

"You don't have to be afraid, we are decent people and we don't plan to rob you. Ge Lan reassured. One of the two sang with a red face and the other with a white face, and they didn't see each other, but they cooperated seamlessly.

"The car ...... money," the driver said.

Crisp sound. A small money bag was thrown out of the curtain and landed on the front panel.

The coachman picked up the money bag, felt that it was lighter, and took it open before counting.

"This is half of the car money from Xingkou to here, plus half of the money given by the mother and son, you have collected all the money you should have collected here, and you were not told to run for nothing, did you?" Ge Lan put away the rest of the silver taels and put them in his arms.

"But ......" the coachman still did not give up.

Ge Lan also untied the strip of cloth of the light fish knife in his hand, and shook the knife in front of the car towards the sun.

"Once born, two times cooked, we also took you for a while, paid you for a period of fare, you are a regular customer, to the nine-inch cliff, and then pay the money, okay?"

Ge Lan fiddled with the light fish knife and said lightly.

In front of the carriage, the groom swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and with a whip and a drive, the carriage immediately moved.

......

"Qi Zuo, why don't we give him the second half of the fare?"

The carriage had already hit the road, and inside the car, Ge Lan lowered his voice and asked Qi Zhilai suspiciously.

In order not to let the outside of the car hear, Ge Lan sat next to Qi Zhilai, the two were sitting opposite each other, and when he got closer, Qi Zhilai's body twisted a little uncomfortably.

Indeed, she didn't have to press the second half of the car money and withhold it, but her intuition told her that the coachman would give birth to more variables when he took the money - she didn't know whether the driver's statement was true or false that he only did regular customer business, but he definitely didn't routinely ask the two to pay for the car first. Qi Zhilai could hear this, from his moment of silence and the emptiness of his heart.

On the other hand, although Ge Lan had a good show with her, she just took advantage of the situation, and even felt that the driver was quite reasonable, since she didn't plan to pay the bill, it was nothing to pay off the car now. But presumably Qi Zhilai pulled out the knife out of the sheath because she pulled out the knife out of the sheath, so she followed her.

"If he is really afraid that we will not give us money, then it makes no difference for us to give him, but if he knows that we will not be able to arrive, or that we will not be able to give money when we arrive, then let him get the money now...... Even less secure are us. ”

Qi Zhilai stared at Ge Lan and said with a solemn expression.

"He said he knew we wouldn't be ......able to get there," said Ge Lan in disbelief. To be honest, he felt that Qi Zhilai thought too much, just a coachman, at most a philistine, what kind of city government could he have.

"Indeed......" Qi Zhilai lowered his head, "I hope I think too much." ”

......

The carriage traveled for a few more days, and was about to enter the country of Quyang Bo, where the Nine Inch Cliff was located.

The unpleasantness of that day gradually faded away, and the driver began to talk to the two people in the car again.

It was mid-afternoon, and the official road stretched into the forest, and the mottled shadows of the trees sprinkled down, and the carriages moved in them, and the shadows of the trees came to life.

During the afternoon nap, the voice of the coachman came from outside the curtain—

"What are you two doing to the cliff?"

Qi Zhilai just closed his eyes and fell asleep, but when he heard the sound, he opened his eyes and hurriedly lifted the curtain to see the situation outside.

"Private matter! We're going to Gongtang Village near the Nine Inch Cliff, I'm afraid you won't find the big place to talk about. Seeing that there was nothing unusual outside the car, Qi Zhilai replied.

Ge Lan slept deeply, and the coachman's question did not wake him up, and now when he heard Qi Zhilai's answer on the other side, he shook his head in a daze, raised his head, and opened his sleepy eyes.

Outside the curtain, the coachman was silent for a while, and then boasted loudly inside: "The girl is too underestimated to let us catch the car, not to mention Gongtang Village, even at any intersection in the village, it will not be difficult for us." ”

Qi Zhilai still felt that his reply was unnatural, but he just felt that there was no reliable basis.

A conversation ended, the air was silent for a while, and the coachman spoke again—

"I heard that the great master is not dead, and he has cooked the evil dragon with black scales and white beards at the Dragon Bridge, and is returning to this cliff to the west......"

"What?"

Ge Lan, who had just woken up, heard the coachman say that the great master was not dead and had taken care of the black dragon, and he exclaimed in surprise, and suppressed Qi Zhilai's inquiry before he was about to exit.

"What's the matter with what you said the Great Master didn't die, is there any news that he is coming this way?"

"Oh......" It took the coachman a while to react, "Don't you know? The great master appeared in the Jining Mansion, all the way through the Jaw Mountain, and came to the side of the Inch Cliff. ”

His tone was exaggerated, but it aroused suspicion.

Ge Lan obviously saw the thunder smash into the main hall with his own eyes, and obviously saw the fire ignite with his own eyes, and Qi Zhilai obviously led people to rummage through the Longqiao Tiandao Temple, where there were obviously only ashes and scorched earth.

"What's going on......" Ge Lan looked at Qi Zhilai with a puzzled face, and the latter's face was also puzzled, but it was more solemn.

At this moment, Qi Zhilai's mind was spinning rapidly--what kind of person was this national teacher who had made a big fuss from the fake Dao Ji Ning Mansion? Could he really be Rongshi? If not, who was he, who had the ability to do this, and who had the motive to do this?

However, in her heart, it was irrational joy that hit reason again and again, making her believe and believe that this national teacher who appeared in Jining Mansion was Rongshi.

"What are the movements of that inch cliff altar...... Qi Zhilai asked as if muttering to himself, the voice was not loud, and Ge Lan on the opposite side could only barely hear clearly, with the sound of the wheels covering, the coachman outside the curtain naturally couldn't hear it.

"Master!" Ge Lan glanced at Qi Zhilai, turned his head and shouted outside the car, "According to the news you heard, what kind of action is there on the other side of the cliff?"

“...... "The coachman hesitated for a while, "what can I do to welcome the return of the great master......

Qi Zhilai, who was in deep thought, heard this, bit his lower lip lightly, and shook his head.

"No, it shouldn't. ”

She muttered.