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Outside the old green brick city wall, there is a person wearing a gray coat and a pure yang scarf, bending over and supporting his knees with his hands.

"Vomit~~~" vomited filth.

"Is it okay, sir?" Candlelight looked away in disgust, and reached out to hand the handkerchief.

"TOEFL, I can't die!"

"Your body is ..... bones"

"It's tough!" Qinghe was slightly stunned.

Horse-drawn carriage drive! Qiannan Mountain Road! Eight hundred miles expedited! Sitting in the carriage, it is like rice in a dustpan, being lifted to remove the chaff!

Qinghe deeply understands the origin of the word "bumpy"!

What is King Zhao trying to do? Reincarnation doesn't bring such a rush!

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"Leave with nothing to do"

The wind in the car is not ordered.

He was unharmed all the way, no matter how the "dustpan" was tossed, he sat firmly like a mountain. If he didn't dare, Qing He would definitely lift his clothes to see if this person was on the seat!

He took the handkerchief of the candlelight, wiped his mouth angrily, and staggered closer to the car.

Just as he was about to lift his foot to get into the car, he snapped his fingers in the car, and the car drove forward.

Behind the car, Qinghe stepped over and almost fell on his head!

"You ....." didn't dare to scold.

Endure it!!

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The ancient city wall eroded by wind and rain, the blue-gray climbed green, and the city gate hangs a lacquered red plaque———Yelang County, the county is small and sparsely populated, belongs to Qianzhong County, and is located in the south from the mountain to the northwest for 300 miles. In ancient times, there was a country of Yelang that was this county, and Yelang came from here since he was a poop.

He easily entered the city with the car and was not interrogated. Walking on the slightly wet bluestone road, Qinghe was in a slightly better mood.

In front of him, King Zhao's car drove away, and he didn't seem to stop to let him drive.

The horse stopped outside a garment shop. Not far away, Qinghe followed the candlelight into the garment shop.

The shopkeeper greeted Qinghe with a smile on his face.

"Sir, please come with me."

"Do what?"

"The distinguished guest ordered you to change your outfit." His eyes pointed to the figure sitting alone in the room.

It can only be windless. So he followed the shopkeeper to the second floor.

It turns out that I didn't let me get in the car because I was dirty! Qing He sneered again in his heart.

"Sir, look at it, which one do you like?"

The shopkeeper took a few pieces of clothes that fit Qinghe's body shape and presented them like a treasure!

"The most expensive one!"

I didn't look at the clothes at all, anyway, I paid for it!

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A mid-length tunic with a brown brocade collar and a light blue silk cardigan. In the jet-black bun is a wooden leaf hairpin. White-faced beard, a creamy old look!

This is very embarrassing, the old student dressed up as a small student, and his face was disobedient.

Candlelight's face was flushed with a smile, and she had to bear the white eyes of the creamy old student.

Feng Buqi, who was already sitting in the carriage waiting, was very calm, just glanced at Qinghe and threw her a token.

The golden token has a dragon pattern on the back, and the word 'Zhaoxing' is engraved on the front.

Qinghe, who was obsessed with money, held the heavy gold medal in both hands, and he was so used to putting it in his mouth to bite it.

"In the middle is a red letter stone," Feng Buqi said with an expressionless face and half-closed eyes. (Red letter stone: commonly known as crane top red, the entrance will be to the place of death.) ）

"Boom!" Honestly, he put the token back on the sunken wood table, and rubbed his hands on his clothes a few times.

"Pure gold on the outside"

After listening to it, he quickly took back the token and stuffed it into his waist!

"What does the prince command?" He understands the truth of taking people's money and eliminating disasters with people.

"Sir, do you know what a ghost car is?"

"Ghost car..... Ghost car birds? ”

"Exactly!"

"Legend has it that the ghost car bird is the soul of the mother. Ten necks and nine heads, one of which has no head and neck, and blood is constantly gushing. Day and night, weeping when walking. The bird's blood is dripping, and it takes its life and eats its children.

The prince asked what this was for? ”

"There have been a series of murders in Yelang County recently, the deceased are all pregnant women, and what is even more bizarre is that when the deceased was found, he was lying on the bed, his face was painless, and the baby in his womb was gone. The people are afraid of words to take the children of the ghost car. ”

"So you want me to go with you to the county government to find out the truth?"

"I'm following you!" After saying that, he took out the mask from the cabinet next to him and put it on his face.

A half-cut ordinary mask that covers the eyebrows. Lost most of the style.

Only then did Qing He notice that Feng Buqi had actually changed into a crow blue power suit and was dressed as an entourage.

The Tan Huang car stopped 500 meters away from the county yamen.

"Take off your beard!"

"Why?"

"It will be more in line with the image of eunuchs." After speaking, he didn't wait for her to react, and got out of the car.

"Eunuch..... Eunuch?! ”

After a while, Qing He, who had taken off his beard, got out of the car. The face is clean, white and blue, with a little freshness.

Quickly followed the wind not far ahead, but the other party suddenly stopped and turned around.

The eight-foot body stood in front of Qing He, and the warm sunlight passed through the tall figure, one by one, and he shook his eyes, and the eyes under the mask were too long ago...... Qing He lost his mind slightly.

Feng Buqi leaned sideways to make way for her, and a look motioned for her to walk in front.

"Huh? I'll go? "Came back to my senses a little.

"If you don't want to do the expedited mountain trail later, Sir will do as I say."

“...... Isn't candlelight okay? ”

"Mr. is luxurious, so it is naturally more suitable." The wind is not smiling.

The greedy and cheap green grass is like a fish in the throat.... I had to walk in front obediently, thinking in my heart, this little prince was hiding all the way. Sneaking out?

Behind him, the wind was not able to see the dull wooden leaf veins in Qinghe's bun, and he was slightly distracted.