The role of the traitorous eye in Zhou Yu is definitely not as simple as searching and collecting, his linkage with this eye is becoming more and more exquisite, using it to observe and measure from a distance, find abnormal signs and trends, and screen whether someone is lying.

In this rescue operation, we can't mobilize the people, and what we need is three words: stability

, accurate, ruthless. He can only succeed, not fail, and does not bring too many retinues and dragons, he relies on everything except that eye and everything on his shoulders, which is this group of brothers who are born and die.

When he arrived at a place about ten miles away from Drunken Flower City, he found that there were more guards and scouts in the grassland and woodland in front of him, Zhou Yu ordered a few people to find a hidden place, and hid the motorcycle, which was tightly covered with withered grass and branches, and it looked like a grass nest from a distance.

"Dress up, dress up, don't show your stuff."

The shoulders were stuffed into the straw baskets, and the two straw baskets were clamped by a flat pole, and in an instant, the five of them changed from light cavalry warriors to medicine farmers in the surrounding area. This appearance was taught to Zhou Yu by Bolada before his death, and now he uses it in a decent and three-point manner. Because the medicine farmers wear heavy turbans in order to prevent the cold and cold nights, and they have to be covered to resist the unpleasant smell of the herbs, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the authenticity.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Before they reached the drawbridge, a few people dressed as sergeants stopped Zhou Yu and the others. Tudajlang naturally leaned back, with Bambul and Masha in front, the two of them were more familiar with the realm and the local dialect than the two.

"Well, the herb seller."

"Selling medicine? Drunken Flower City is currently under curfew, do you know? ”

The sergeant who led the uncle's faction straightened his chest and pouted his nostrils to look at the group of panicked medicine farmers.

Zhou Yu told him before, he had to show a frightened expression, but if he was calm, he would be exposed.

"Uh, but Master Jun, isn't it daytime?"

The Governor was full of horror, hurriedly put down the flat burden, and stood there with his hands rubbed together, looking at a loss.

"Daytime? Who knows if you go in during the day and can't get out at night? There is no place to stay, and everyone who goes out at night will be arrested and jailed! ”

Zhou Yu stumbled, and Bamble hurriedly supported him.

"Second uncle, what's wrong with you, you?"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

The Grand Governor took two pretended breaths, frowned and leaned over again.

"I said, Master Jun, you see that our family came from the south and made a living by selling some herbs, if we don't let us into the city, the herbs will rot quickly, what can we, what can we do?"

"Then we can't control it, who let you have bad luck. Wait, where do you say you're from? ”

"Hit, hit the south!"

Zhou Yu looked puzzled, and looked left and right at his two "nephews".

"To the south, that's the hardest hit area! Not to mention it, get out of here or I'll tie you up now! ”

The leader waved his whip, and four or five sergeants came up and carried their slabs and threw them into the distance.

Zhou Yu strode over and smiled flatteringly at the leader.

"I said Master Jun, you see that it is not easy for us to come all the way, haven't we all come? Besides, this herb is also sold to our mighty and majestic water king soldiers, once there is a headache and brain fever, there are not a few pills on top of the body can not stand it. You can do it, okay, let us go? ”

"I said you don't know how to die...

Before he finished speaking, the Metropolitan Governor took out a small bag of gold sand from his bosom and stuffed it into his hand. The man was just about to have a seizure, but suddenly found that there were multiple snakeskin pouches in his hand, and the weight was not light with his hand, so he naturally choked back the three words of the dog thing that he wanted to scold.

"Hmm, that's it?"

Pulling out the leather rope and glancing at it, the military cao immediately understood the value of the things in the bag. The expression of beating his father and scolding his mother on his face was swept away, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

As the so-called upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked, how can Shui Wang Li, who governs the country by violence and slavery all day long, bring out a soldier who is upright and upright? Zhou Yu had already planned this, so those gold sand preparations were waiting for this to come in handy.

"Yes, Master Jun, you can raise your noble hand and let a few of us go. We promise that as soon as the herbs are sold, we will leave immediately, and we will never stay in Drunken Flower City for an extra night! ”

The Metropolitan Governor slapped his chest on the mountain, and the man saw that although the medicine farmers in front of him were strong, they did not have half a piece of gold and iron weapons on their bodies, and the grass basket that was carried by the flat pole was indeed a variety of scarce medicinal materials, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, let's let you go, don't make an example! After selling out, hurry back to your hometown in the south, be careful and lose your head! ”

After speaking, Jun Cao put down the horse whip in his hand, took out a wooden card from his arms and handed it over. Zhou Yu took it with both hands, and took a closer look at the word "allow" engraved on it, it turned out that this was the customs clearance token. Without it, even if you cross the drawbridge and get to the city gate, you can't get in.

This small bag of gold sand is not in vain!

With the clearance card, there is a lot less nonsense when passing through the gate inspection. Zhou Yu sensed a little loss in the eyes of the guard, it seems that these people regard the token as an industrial chain, and whoever sells a piece of it will lose a few points of harvest on his side. The frustration of not having a business is beyond words.

"My lord, these grandsons are really dark!"

Entering the Drunken Flower City, Tuda looked around to see the excitement, but Jay Lang looked indignant and murderous. He was born as a slave, and he hated this kind of soldier who filled his own pockets and fished the common people.

"Don't be quiet, be careful!"

Zhou Yu led the way, carrying the flat pole straight to the inn where he was attacked, Borada was killed there, I don't know what it looks like now.

When I arrived at the inn, the Metropolitan Governor was full of lawsuits, and he didn't even put down his burden. It turned out that the place had already changed hands and no longer did this business, and now the newly renovated houses and red lights hung high outside the doors, even during the day, there were people shouting and shouting, and four or five large teapots and old bustards were waving outside the door.

It has become an official kiln, that is, an official kiln, not a porcelain kiln. There are sergeants in and out, and it is expected that there is also a mess and jade bodies inside, except for those official prostitutes who come to prostitute themselves.

"My lord, is this—Is this in?"

Tuda looked confused, while Bamble and Masha bit their lower lipes. The two of them were attacked here with Zhou Yu, and their old comrade-in-arms Bolada died, how could they not be sad when they saw that the land of nine deaths and one life had now become Fireworks Willow Lane?

"Come in, go into a fart, we're not here to play!"

Zhou Yu's face was dark, and he turned around and left without stopping. As he walked, he pondered in his heart, if there was no one close to him, it would be really difficult for the five people in this line to hide. I don't know what happened to the royal ancestral hall in the east of the city, but it was full of high walls and heavily guarded, and if it wasn't for the invitation to bring five golden flowers to kill the sword and axe man like last time, it really wouldn't have been able to enter.

"There you have, Bamble, Wansan!"

Wansan's name Bamble and Masha naturally knew it, and when they were blown up to the point that they had only one breath left, it was those two who saved the two of them. Wansan had a life-saving grace for the three of them, although Fei Lina dug up Zhou Yu's two head horses from there after she came to power, Her Majesty the Queen was soft-hearted and kind-hearted, and did not hurt the couple who lived by ferrying.

Turning around, five inconspicuous medicine farmers came to the thatched house, the yard was still dilapidated, and the inside was still destitute.

shouted for a long time, but Wan San's daughter-in-law didn't come to open the door. Zhou Yu looked left and right and saw that no one was paying attention, so he pushed the door directly and entered.

Wansan is poor enough, poor enough not to lock the door. Because even if the thief comes, he will return with a feather. You're not going to be so cruel as to steal his big black pot and a dozen salted fish hanging outside, right? Other than that, there is nothing decent anymore.

There was not even a bed in the house, only two straw mats, when Bambur and Masha were injured, the two of them were stunned to vacate the straw mats they slept on for them to heal and heal, and they took Wansan's half-limped old lady and Gawazi, who was still running and running, to sleep in the firewood room of the lower house.

After years and days, Zhou Yu felt that he owed Wansan too much. Wan San had saved himself and Philena, as well as Masha and Bamble, and now it was time for him to repay, but the Drunken Flower City was already covered by dark clouds and the demon king had returned.

After a long while, a few people were full of food and drink, and their feet were almost rested, Zhou Yu took out five cans and placed them neatly on the stove, and there was a creaking sound of opening the door outside.

In order to prevent changes, the Metropolitan Governor still waved his hand, and several people pulled out daggers and hid them on both sides of the wooden door.

When the visitor saw the person sitting on the stove, he was stunned. Wan San, or that Wan San. It's just that he hasn't seen him for more than a year, he seems to be a lot older, his hair is about to fall out, his beard is white, and he looks like he hasn't shaved for a long time.

"Guest, guest, why are you?"

Wan San threw a live fish in his hand on the ground, and looked at the "guest officer" in front of him in disbelief.

"Brother Wansan, long time no see!"

Zhou Yu stood up and walked over, hugged Wan San, and his eyes were moist. He doesn't love to cry, but he feels uncomfortable when he sees that the old brother who misses him and saves him is still living like a human and a ghost. I wonder if he would be better off than he is now if he hadn't met him in his life?

But Wan San's reaction was even more unexpected, a man in his forties saw Zhou Yu's eyes red, and he actually cried out with a wow, and he couldn't stop it.

Crying and crying, he simply pushed Zhou Yu away, squatted on the ground and held his head with both hands, and the old tears kept coming.

"Third Brother Wan, what's wrong with you?"

The Metropolitan Governor was puzzled, and hurriedly came over to help him, and three times in a row, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, and he wept sadly there.

After a while, Wan San, who had eased up a little, stood up, wiped his eyes, and pushed Zhou Yu out of the door.

"Brother Wansan, what is this—What is this for?"

"You hurry up, hurry up. Oh, this is the key you gave me last time, take it and go. ”

As soon as it seemed that the people were pushing and shoving the Metropolitan Governor, Tuda and Jalang hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade them, and Bamble and Masha also blocked Wansan with their bodies, and their mouths kept reassuring.