Chapter Twenty-Three: Interception

The half-human-tall keg exuded an enticing aroma, and it was a strange food that had never been seen before, and it was impossible not to attract the attention of others, and it was impossible for four people to eat such a large amount. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, it wasn't until Mo Yan took out a large metal basin, sucked the ramen in a whale swallowing attitude, and threw it into his extradimensional stomach. Quickly reduce the horizontal line in the keg, causing the guests in the inn to drop their jaws. For the first time, I really understood that in this world, there is a kind of people called rice buckets, and they really use buckets to count their meals.

Camos and the others were already surprised by Mo Yan's ability to eat, and the nightingale, who had just joined the team, had actually been together for a month and a half. Looking at the eyeballs around her that were about to burst, Nightingale pulled her hood so that no one could see her face, there were such teammates to tell the truth...... It's a little embarrassing.

"Even if it doesn't matter to us, we can't just leave it alone. Camos didn't quite agree with Mo Yan's idea, he frowned and looked at the other travelers in the inn and said, "Letting them go will only allow them to mutilate more innocent people." ”

Camos and Mo Yan are not the same kind of people, although he is not a nosy person, he is also not a ruthless person, this is his country. If it is within his means, he is willing to take care of the evil in his eyes. This is why Mo Yan and Camos show different light under the divine magic that can detect evil.

As an intruder outside the chessboard, Mo Yan's idea is truly neutral, so why bother with things that have nothing to do with me?

"I knew you were going to say that. Putting down the big iron basin in his hand, Mo Yan wiped his mouth and said: "But this time, the matter is not as simple as you think, are you ready to be the enemy of a town?"

Mo Yan's words made Camos flute for a moment, but immediately understood what Mo Yan meant. It's not the same as the campsite where there are no shops in the village before, in a small town like this, especially if the town is not too big. The townspeople are more familiar with each other, and how can someone not pay attention to an inn when it suddenly changes owners?

"Anyway, go back to the room to rest first, and gather in your room in the middle of the night to make plans. Mo Yan patted Camos on the shoulder, stood up, and took the food bowl to the back kitchen to wash the dishes.

The young chef in the back kitchen saw Mo Yan walk in and hurriedly greeted him warmly. In the big iron pot on the stove, the remaining noodles were gone, and the three cooks were picking the beef between their teeth, looking contented.

"Please accept me as your disciple!" The young chef looked at Mo Yan with a serious face and said, "You let me see that I still have a lot of shortcomings, I still have too much to learn in cooking, I want to make food like yours!"

"Not available. Mo Yan got some water from the water tank, cleaned the greasy food bowl, and refused the young chef's request without hesitation.

The straightforward refusal dimmed the young man's fiery eyes, but then rekindled his fighting spirit. He already knew that things would not be so easy, such a miraculous cooking skill, of course, could not be obtained so easily, the master must be testing his patience and perseverance, huh...... It must be like this.

"It's better for young people to eat more and sleep more. Mo Yan, who didn't have much of a big cigarette, put his hand on the young chef's shoulder and said: "The so-called cooking skills will naturally increase, and there is more to go out and see the world, there are many things you haven't seen." ”

With that, Mo Yan left the back kitchen by himself, leaving the young chef to look thoughtfully at his shoulder, which had just been pinched heavily.

When Mo Yan and the others arrived, it was already evening, and after dinner, it was already dark, and a huge full moon appeared in the sky, taking over the sun's duties as usual, dispelling the darkness and shining on the earth. Camos wiped his sword in the room, the moonlight outside the window worried him.

Most of the town's nights are always quiet, the only noisy thing is the traveler's hotels, which also sell alcohol to a certain extent, and in the Maris Empire, the only difference between a tavern and a hotel is the number of rooms provided. By the time the noise outside the room had gradually subsided, it was already midnight.

Nightingale and Mosa went to Camos's room one after another, as had been agreed in the evening.

"What about him?" Silence opened the door to Camos's room, and Nightingale entered the room, only to find that she was not the last, but that there was someone who was supposed to be there.

"He's got something to rest about. Camos glanced at the next door, was silent for a moment and said, "What's more, this was my idea, and he ...... tonight."

"Who said I was in trouble?" Mo Yan, who was pale-faced, walked in, and said with a smile reluctantly: "I'm just a little uncomfortable, not to mention ...... Can you win without me as a strong teammate?"

"Are you supposed to really ...... every month?"

Even the most stupid Mosa thought that on the way to Giza, Mo Yan's face was always like this for a while. He wanted to say something, but there seemed to be a faint pain in his abdomen, which reminded him of the consequences of talking nonsense.

"In your situation, I can't help. Camos said worriedly, "Tonight is a full moon night." ”

"It's a bit of a coincidence, but it doesn't make a difference. Mo Yanqiang pretended to be indifferent and said, "So...... Let's think about how to deal with this. ”

The current situation is that the robbers in the town who disguised themselves as townspeople don't know that they have actually been exposed, and they may do it later, so Mo Yan and they will have to act sooner. House-by-house cleaning is a good way to do it, and the nightingale, who is good at hiding, can be of great help when the people have not yet gathered.

The only thing to worry about now is how to tell who is a robber and who is just a passing traveler.

"I have someone who knows the situation. Mo Yan said: "Now he should go to the back kitchen to stay, Nightingale, you can go there first and bring him over." There may be someone guarding him, and you should know what to do. ”

Although he didn't know how Mo Yan found someone who knew the situation on the first day of his arrival, Nightingale nodded and went out. Mo Yan's skills She has seen enough on the way here, and there is no problem with mutual trust.

It didn't take long for the nightingale to return with a young man, his gloves stained with a hint of scarlet.

"Master!"

When the young chef saw Mo Yan, he immediately became excited. He was glad that he hadn't guessed wrong, and the stranger in front of him had really noticed that this place was unusual, so he gave him a hint during the day. It was because of this that he stayed in the back kitchen all the time, and did not go to rest immediately, seeing that it was already midnight.

Finally waiting for a woman in leather armor, whose guards did not know anything, the dagger had been inserted into his back.

"Huh. Mo Yan smiled and said, "Although we are not out of danger yet, we will deal with the robbers here." You don't have to worry about me taking you as an apprentice and taking you out of here. ”

"That's just one of the reasons. Seeing that Mo Yan had misunderstood him, Edward said a little anxiously: "I really want to learn cooking skills from you, even if there are no such guys." If I meet you, I will not hesitate to worship you as a teacher!"

"Put those things aside. Mo Yan didn't dwell on this issue and said, "First tell us about the situation in the town, what are the origins of those robbers?"

Since Mo Yan mentioned the current urgent matter, Edward did not dwell on the matter of apprenticeship, and simply talked about the situation in the town. These people had arrived about a month earlier, and they had been thought to be just passing travelers, but they had stayed a little too long.

Just half a month ago, after one of their companions rushed back to the town from outside, they arrested everyone in the town that night. Because of half a month of contact, they already have some understanding of the town, so they disguise themselves as townspeople and replace their original jobs.

Two days later, a procession of nobles without banners arrived in the town, drugged the men's diet, and killed all the soldiers who followed.

"Is there a little girl among those people?" the description reminded Camos, interrupting Edward's words and interjecting, "Golden hair, naturally curly, not very tall." ”

"There's a girl like that. Edward nodded and said, "There are also bigger girls who were sent away the next day, who do you know?"

"Just met on the road. Camos nodded, now he knew who those people were, that strange team they had met on the road of Karan, but they didn't expect to encounter such a situation when they arrived here.

"What about the townspeople, why didn't they leave at once, now that they had succeeded?" asked the nightingale.

Such a covert operation, even if it is operated by a layman, knows that he has to leave if he succeeds. What's more, the person in front of him who knows has not even been disposed of.

"They were locked up in a barn outside the town. Edward said, "A very important knight in that team was seriously wounded, and they could not send him away for the time being, so they had to stay here, and I was left to cook for him. I know that there are too many things, and sooner or later they will die out, so ...... I've been looking for an opportunity to escape. ”

However, he couldn't run away, so Mo Yan made up this sentence in his heart. Three people guard one, I guess someone will follow you even when you go to the toilet, right?

"Well, except for the people in the hotel, the rest of the houses in the town are full of ......," Camos concluded, not knowing what to call them. Obviously, these people have a clear goal, and have not the slightest interest in passing merchants, so it is not appropriate to call them robbers, and these people are noble private soldiers.