Mo Zi had to admit that this Erlang was a smart person. He just said that there are acquaintances in Yunzhou, whether they are true or false, but in fact, most of them have no intention of checking, just to draw out her selfish nature. So, he finally said, she was right. Last time, Cen Er was present, if she agreed, the silver belonged to the owner of Wangqiu Building. But today, she is alone. Therefore, the benefits he promised could be put into her pocket as long as she wished. And his following words confirmed her guess.

"I promise, no one knows it's you. As for the government, you don't have to worry that we will go to the whistleblower. I can't cross the river with papers, what does it mean, you should understand it very well. Two hundred taels, buy you a sentence, and it will be no harm to you. I don't see such a simple deal, you need to hesitate. Jiro's words suddenly increased.

"Who knows, maybe you are a secret agent of the government, pretending to cross the river, but in fact you plan to end up in the nest." Spy warfare is no stranger to Mo Zi. During exercises, this method of blending in with the other party is not uncommon.

Without waiting for Erlang to speak, Zhong An smiled and said, "Little brother, you still say you don't know?" "Caught the tail.

In this era when there is no recording technology, Mo Zicai is not afraid, "What if you know?" You can't send me to the government for that. In court, I deny it to the end, you are witnesses together, but there is still no physical evidence. ”

"I swear by my grandfather that there is no government involved in this matter." Erlang's expression was straight, and his sword eyebrows were pressed out of the most serious Sichuan characters.

I swear by my life—

Mo Zi was chaotic again. Who? Who swore in her past? Why heartache? Why grief and indignation? Why do you want to shed tears?

"I never believed in oaths, because oaths are meant to be betrayed." A classic sentence from a millennium later, she is unconscious, but she speaks so heavily.

"You man!" The strong man who was as hard as a stone burst into action again, "Do you know who his grandfather is?" Can you still swear casually? Also, our iron-clad man, saying one is one, and two is two. Besides, if you go to a private goods, you need to be bold and secretive. Tell you what it takes to be really daring. Going into battle to kill the enemy is the real guts, and dying, grandma's, is the happiest thing. ”

"Shi Lei!" Erlang called the name of the strong man, which didn't sound weighty.

But Shi Lei immediately calmed down.

"So, what are we going to do so that you can rest assured?" Erlang's gaze locked on Mo Zi's every expression.

Mo Zi didn't seem to flinch, but her heart was shocked by Shi Lei's words, what are the identities of these three people? Is it possible, soldier?

"Little brother, I see that you have some great knowledge. Whether our crossing of the river is real or not, I don't believe you can't be sure. "The one who speaks nicely is Si Svenwen's Zhong'an.

"So what? I trust the other more than my own judgment. "They really want to cross the river, but she has to confirm it," mortgaged. ”

"Mortgage?" Zhong An wanted her to explain it more clearly. But before he could speak, he saw Erlang take out something from his arms and put it on the table. This made his eyes stunned.

"Keep it, I'll pick it up when I get back. However, if there is a trace of damage-" Erlang snorted coldly, "believe me, you can't afford to pay for this life." ”

"This—" How can it be used as collateral casually? Zhong An knew that their affairs were urgent, and there was no time to spend any longer, but-

Shi Lei roared, like Zhong An, he knew the value of things, and he didn't agree to mortgage it to the guy with ill intentions.

"I've decided, you two don't need to say more." However, this man's words are not something that can be dismissed casually.

Mo Zi's eyes turned left and right, taking in the strangeness of Zhong An and Shi Lei into their eyes, what is the difference between things? From her point of view, it is a piece of iron with the word Tianzi, pasted on the table. It is not gold, silver, or jade, and the color is dark red and black, as if it is rusty, old and ugly.

"Can I take a closer look?" At first glance, it looks like a recyclable waste product, and at second glance, she may find that it is a rare metal, and she is "ashamed to ask".

Jiro nodded.

Mo Zi noticed that his eyes were no longer on himself, but on the thing. His angular and handsome face was now extremely resolute, and he had leaned on the back of the chair straight, and his shoulders were open, which made her really want to help him sing a majestic military song. What is this for? He took it out, so how did it feel like he was being inspected by that thing?

Leaning over the upper body, the iron piece is in the hand with a clamp of two fingers. She took a closer look at the front and found that it was not actually a field character, but the iron of the four mouths was thicker than the horizontal and vertical ditches in the middle. Looking old from afar, looking even older up close, there are not only black and red, different colors, but also irregular fine nicks, which should have been bumped many times. After reading it head-on, she couldn't get a very valuable assessment conclusion, so she didn't give up and turned to the opposite side. Oh? The reverse side is more interesting than the front, and four words are engraved -

"Loyalty?" After she finished reading, she smiled, "What, is it your ancestral teaching, or is it an heirloom?" ”

"You know and you're still giggling?" Shi Lei opened his mouth and roared.

Mo Zi didn't expect that Hu Break could also collide with each other, "Since it is a family heirloom, don't be so casual, engraved on jade and gold, doesn't it seem to be more respectful?" Seeing that you have spent the money very happily, the family should not be mean to Zu Xun......"

The white light flashed in front of him, and a sword was half an inch away from Mo Zi's neck, and suddenly the cold air rushed in.

"Watch your tongue."

Shi Lei's sword.

Jiro's voice.

Mo Zi was motionless, his eyes were like two ice-thin daggers for a moment, but when he touched the other party's eyes, he turned into horror and cowardice, "Open...... Just kidding, don't take it seriously, can't I control my mouth? ”

It's a fast sword, much faster than Cen Dalang's. Although I have never seen Xiaoyi use a sword, he may not be able to defeat this man named Shi Lei. Such a terrible kung fu, she wants to offend people, can she escape? The army's combat training doesn't seem to be needed.

It's strange, what are the identities of these three? Coming from the capital, Erlang is the nephew of Aunt Wei's wife. nephews, there are also far and near. It's not a nephew, but another kind of guess from her, then in any case, it's likely to be a figure above the court. But just as she had always wondered before, if they were officials, why did they have to sneak out of the country, they could take the official documents and swagger into Nande. These people have a secret, and this secret—

She could smell something unusually dangerous.

"It's all up to this, little brother, I advise you, it's better to take two hundred taels of silver. As the saying goes, if you don't eat soft, you won't eat hard, and if you toast, you won't eat and you will be punished. You don't know how to lift, but we have to do it even if it's difficult. "Zhong An is singing with a white face.

"......" Mo Zi focused his gaze on the extremely sharp tip of the sword, and raised his right index finger trembling slightly, a little.

"I eat and toast."

Hear your own voice and be humble and obedient as expected.

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Just got off the plane, so it was a bit late.

There are still 60 points left, so it's a double change.

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