Feng Miaojun chuckled in his heart, his luck wouldn't be so bad: "Have you ever seen a portrait?"

"Yes, now they are posted on the streets and alleys of the city. Chen Dachang obviously has a good memory, "about forty years old, round eyes, a mole on the corner of his forehead, a full beard, and a rough look." ”

...... Luck was really bad. This portrait was painted according to Motizhun, right?

"How long will it take to find here?"

"The guards have divided into several directions, heading here—" Chen Dachang estimated the time, "Now at the east end of the main street, we can get here in an hour at most." ”

One hour, one hour, no matter how it is not enough, Mo Tizhun has two hours to wake up, how can this be good? Since good things are grinding, she knows that the favor of the national teacher is not easy to take!

Seeing her frowning and thinking, Peng Bai glanced out the window: "There are many wells in the city, and there is one behind the inn." ”

He meant to stuff the great master into the well, which was a bit immoral, because the water from the well was for the animals. If Feng Miaojun hadn't been preoccupied, he would probably laugh out loud directly.

Chen Dachang interjected: "They also search wells, and they send people down if there is water or not." ”

Don't even let go of the well? Peng Bai and Feng Miaojun's faces are not good-looking. But at present, the rumors are loud, the inn is already full of customers, and there are many people, and Mo Tizhun is about to weigh 200 pounds before he can go out and be discovered, and they will still not be able to get out of it at that time.

Is it just waiting to be caught?

Feng Miaojun grabbed the back of the chair and muttered: "There are still two hours, there are only two hours left...... "To survive the two hours, Mo Ti will be able to cope with the current predicament." But how could she do it? It was almost impossible to move Mo Tizhun, but there was no place to hide people in this small room, and the pursuers came in to search for them, and everyone was stolen.

How is it good?

Chen Dachang said in a low voice: "Why don't I create an incident and lure them away?"

"No. Pombai shook his head, "They also know that this is a ploy to attract troops, and they will not be fooled." ”

"That's not necessarily, as long as we lead it properly!" Feng Miaojun's eyes slowly brightened, "There is only one team of guards searching in this direction, as long as we drag them for two hours, even if we pass the test." ”

She said to Pombai, "Among our men, there are people who already have long beards? By the way, people have to be dexterous and run fast. ”

Peng Bai and Chen Dachang glanced at each other: "Yes, he was originally born as a bandit. But the beard didn't grow to the cheeks...... "When people have a lot of beautiful hair, it's not difficult to find a bearded brother."

Feng Miaojun poured the gadgets he bought from shopping in the afternoon on the table, rummaged through them a few times, and found two things, one of which was a can of transparent soft glue. This thing is called finch gum, which is native to a kind of tree body, which is very sticky but takes off when it encounters water, and the locals often use it to catch birds, Feng Miaojun also wants to buy a little to try, but now it has other uses.

Pombay understood her intentions and hesitated: "Where can I get him a beard again......?"

Feng Miaojun smiled, revealing eight small white teeth: "What kind of hair are you looking for, is there any ready-made one?"

Pombay looked in the direction of her pout, towards the bed.

“......”

Is that what he thinks? No, no, no!

Under Pengbai's sluggish gaze, Feng Miaojun took matters into his own hands and evenly brushed a layer of soft rubber on Mo Tizhun's chin and cheeks, basically covering this beard.

The Venerable Master of Mozambique is ignorant and unconscious, and is at her mercy.

Wait a little longer and the glue will be dry. She reflexively asked Chen Dachang: "Did you bring a dagger?" Let me see your knife work—have you ever shaved someone else's beard?"

"Nope. Chen Dachang recruited from the truth, "I cleaned up the pigs and shaved them when I was in my hometown." ”

"Okay, it's all the same. ”

Pombai said: "...... Where's the same, hey?"

Feng Miaojun pointed at Mo Tizhun: "You shave off this person's beard close to the skin, and you want to be complete, complete, and complete." ”

Chen Dachang doesn't care who the ignorant and unconscious person is, the princess's instructions are the holy order that cannot be disobeyed. So he really drew his dagger and carefully shaved the beard of Master Mo.

In fact, no matter how careful he was, he still stabbed the skin twice, and when he was worried, the tip of the blade was so resistant that he couldn't stab it.

The face of Master Mo is also so thick that he is invulnerable.

Chen Dachang is a knowledgeable person, and he can't help but look at the person on the bed differently. He was not stupid, and as soon as he lifted the tent, he knew that the person who was being searched by the guards was covered by his own princess. But all he had to do was help the princess, and he didn't need to know why.

By the time the beard is shaved, the soft rubber has also turned into a transparent soft skin, which is covered with a thick beard. Pombay called the thief's men over, cut the fake beard into several pieces and patched it up on his face, and then trimmed it slightly, and it actually turned into a beard. Feng Miaojun compared the deity, took out the fake beard of the cinnabar gang and dotted it on the corner of his forehead, and then brushed it black with ink.

This is Mo Ti Zhun's facial feature, and it must be recognizable.

At first glance, this person really looks a little similar to Mo Ti Zhun, and the portrait can't draw Mo Ti Zhun 's height anyway. As for whether the eyes are round enough, that's really a matter of opinion.

"Where are the guards now?"

Chen Dachang silently calculated: "Come to the center of the street, right?"

So Feng Miaojun said a few words to the bearded man, and the man nodded, put on his hat and water bladder and went out.

There are many merchants coming and going in the city, and there are many people wearing hats, and he is not conspicuous.

Pengbai stayed at the inn, and Feng Miaojun said to Chen Dachang: "Let's go, let's go and see the excitement." "Sitting here and panicking, it's better to go out and improvise, and think about countermeasures if something happens.

Chen Dachang led her to the main street, both of them were very thin, and they were not slow in the crowd.

Feng Miaojun's destination is the manna stack on the main street of Sweetwater City.

At this time, it was past the meal, but Sweetwater City had a large flow of customers in the past two days, and there were many people in the manna inn, and the lobby was half full. Feng Miaojun went in first and asked for a bowl of licorice fruit, found a window seat to sit down and eat slowly, while Chen Dachang covered his belly and went to the back.

The local well water is particularly suitable for soaking melons and fruits, in addition to keeping fresh, it can also improve freshness, if you add licorice and other four or five flavor herbs to boil into juice, pickle into the fruit, you will get the sour, sweet, salty taste. Feng Miaojun specially paid an extra six yuan and added two small pieces of ice, which made it feel more cool and moist on a hot day, as if suppressing the anger all over the body.

Feng Miaojun was full of praise after tasting it, and couldn't help but ask for an extra bowl. At this time, Chen Dachang's figure flickered by the window, Feng Miaojun looked up, saw him squeezing his eyes at her quickly and turned away, and couldn't help but smile, and the big stone in his heart fell slightly.