Chapter 92: Slaughtered

Zhang He spared no effort all the way, and after leaving the city, he rushed in one direction, and the terminal was 100,000 mountains.

He knew that the person who came to the Chamber of Commerce to report must have brought news that made the two instructors feel dangerous, otherwise Wen Ru He Tianming would not have given such an order, which was tantamount to directly canceling this assessment.

This news must have made Instructor He and Instructor Mei react in an instant, and Zhang He and they had absolutely no possibility to test it again.

But what this news is, I'm afraid only later will know.

Tianxing City is about 300 kilometers away from the 100,000 Mountains, and there are many towns on the way, Zhang He thought that they always have to pass through some small towns, so they didn't go along the wild to see, he believed that as long as they passed through these towns, someone would see them, after all, Tian Wei and his party of seven people were mixed with men and women, and they were very conspicuous.

"Hello, may I ask if you saw these people passing by here?" Every time Zhang He passed through a town, he would inquire in the local area, and until he confirmed that Tian Wei and his party had indeed not passed here, he would move on to the next town.

From eight or nine o'clock in the morning to four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Mo traveled about one hundred and forty or fifty kilometers, and the physical strength of a third-order cultivator could no longer be inferred according to common sense, if he was marching with all his might, Zhang He should be able to reach the 100,000 Mountains at night, but he inquired about the news on the way and delayed the hour.

Zhang He looked up at the sky, the sun was setting in the west, and decided to stay here for one night tonight.

"Boss, a double room!"

This small city is called Shaocheng, and it is also a prefecture-level city in Xiangnan Province, but the economic development of Xiangnan Province is focused on Tianxing City, so the development of Shaocheng is not as good as some ordinary county towns in Jiangnan Province, but it is better than the simple folk customs, the smell of fireworks in the world is strong, and Zhang He also enjoys it.

"Okay, a double room!" The waiter smiled and registered Zhang He, and filled in the check-in information very quickly, "Upstairs 304, go upstairs and turn right, if you have something, you can call the guest room."

"Good!"

Zhang He was about to turn around and go upstairs, and suddenly found that the decoration style of this hotel has a unique atmosphere, not to mention simple and generous, and the murals with southern Hunan characteristics can also be seen everywhere.

"Your hotel should be considered a good hotel in Shaocheng." Zhang He turned his head and asked, if Tian Wei and the others passed by this small town, according to their character, this kind of hotel with a unique style and strong local characteristics must be the dish of those petty bourgeoisie.

The waiter politely replied, "Yes sir, although our family is not as good as those star-rated hotels in the city, its style is very different from theirs, and it is very popular with foreign travelers."

Zhang He took out his mobile phone, pointed to the photos of Tian Wei and several people on it and asked, "Then have you seen these people?"

"No, sir, but if you want to ask someone, you can go to the streets and ask the scavengers." The waiter looked at the photo carefully, but did not look at Tian Wei and the others, and replied with a smile: "They are the most well-informed group in this city, like these extraordinary-looking young people in your photo, as long as they have been to this city, they will definitely know."

"Just pay them a little bit."

"Okay, thank you!" Zhang He nodded, casually threw out a big red ticket and threw it to the waiter: "Tip, thank you for informing me."

Zhang He turned around and went out, the rest can be late, inquiring about the news or something is the most important thing, and if you find Tian Wei's traces, you can use your mobile phone to communicate with other teammates.

After wandering around the street for a long time, Zhang He finally saw a scavenger in the mouth of a waiter.

"Hello." Zhang He stepped forward, didn't talk nonsense, took out a ten-yuan bill and handed it over directly: "Inquire about the news."

The scavenger raised his head and glanced at Zhang He, his hands kept moving, and he continued to rummage through the garbage in the trash can.

Zhang He made it clear that this was obviously not enough money, so he continued to add chips. Surprisingly, the scavengers still didn't speak.

"Offer, I don't bargain." Zhang He put away the change and said directly.

"A meal, a bottle of wine, a pack of cigarettes." The scavenger stood up, carrying the garbage bag and smiling: "Stranger, the money is used later, you have to let me sit down and talk to you first, if."

If you can't sit down, there's no need to ask for news."

"Good!" Zhang He didn't talk nonsense, bowed slightly, and let him lead the way.

Surprisingly, the scavengers did not open their mouths, but just found a small roadside shop, which was not large in scale and did not seem to have a high consumption.

"Old Ma, it's business again." The boss's voice made Zhang He stunned, it seems that this old horse often comes to this small shop.

The old horse put down the garbage bag in his hand, put the tongs for picking up garbage against the foot of the wall, and said, "The old rules, a bottle of Malanshan, a bag of Peony King, two meats and two vegetables, and a soup."

"You're really." Zhang He smiled, Malanshan, Peony King, these are just cheap tobacco and alcohol, and he thought that at least it was a wine of the level of Wuguye.

"It's just a matter of getting used to it, those good things can't come, and if you keep your mouth shut, you'll be in trouble in the future."

The small shop is very fast, the dishes are average, but the victory is in the large quantity, the dishes here in Xiangnan are characterized by heavy oil, heavy spicy, heavy color, Zhang He has never tried it, Lao Ma picked up a chopstick dish and put it in Zhang He's bowl, looking at the red pepper accounted for most of it, and said: "Eat a mouthful of food, drink a mouthful of wine, smoke a mouthful of cigarettes, this business can be discussed."

Zhang He looked at the dishes in the bowl, and couldn't help but sweat, not because he was afraid that the dishes were poisonous, after all, third-order cultivators didn't say that all poisons would not invade, but at least ordinary poisons would not work.

What he was afraid of was the red and bright chili peppers, which was Zhang He's nightmare since he was a child, when he was a child, he was once taken by his grandfather to a Hunan restaurant in Jinshi to eat once, just once! Lifetime!

Looking back now, I can feel the pain of squatting in the tuba when I was a child.

"Good!" Zhang He gritted his teeth and fought hard in order to inquire about the news.

"I'm, it's spicy!!" Zhang He ate it quickly, and as soon as he swallowed it, he felt like he had swallowed a piece of coal, and the burning sensation ran from his mouth to his stomach, which was hot.

"Come, take a sip of wine~" Lao Ma smiled and picked up a glass of wine and sent it directly to Zhang He's mouth, which was on fire in his mouth.

"Hmm~"

"Don't vomit, swallow!" Lao Ma looked at Zhang He, whose face was flushed, and said loudly, "Spit it out, this business has nothing to do."

"Goo!" A mouthful of Malan Mountain not only did not relieve the burning sensation in the mouth, but it was like pouring a scoop of gasoline directly in the raging fire, and the fire became even stronger. Swallowing it into the stomach is like roasting the esophagus and stomach directly on the fire.

"Siha, Siha, Spicy is dead!"

"Hahaha, it's exciting, it's very energetic." Lao Ma looked at Zhang He's breathing with his mouth wide open, and laughed heartily: "I like to see you strangers like this, it's so funny."

"Hahahahaha, come on a cigarette, let's talk about things after smoking." The old horse finally laughed enough, and handed over a cigarette to Zhang He to light it.

"Hiss~" Zhang He was sweating profusely, the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose dripped directly on the cigarette, wetting a piece, with the strong, mellow tobacco smell in, the stinging sensation like fire just now seemed to be directly extinguished by this cigarette, leaving behind in addition to the smell of smoke and the smell of vegetables and wine just now.

"Whew~" took a deep breath, Zhang He was surprised to find that he had unconsciously relaxed, he hadn't smoked a cigarette, this feeling was only found on a cigarette after a big war.

"I love it." Zhang He smiled and repeated the action just now, a mouthful of food, a mouthful of wine, and a mouthful of cigarettes.

"Yes, I will eat!" Lao Ma's eyes were full of appreciation, and the people who found him in the past always ate in a hurry, and then cut to the point, and rarely looked for fun like Zhang He.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the two of them leaned back on the chair with satisfaction, especially Zhang He, he felt that this was really the most relaxing meal he had ever eaten.

"Whew!"

"Outlander, now you can talk about business." Lao Ma flicked a cigarette and squinted at Zhang He, "Look at you and give you a convenience, if you can't inquire about the news, I will inquire about the surrounding four cities."

"If the surrounding four cities can't find out, then I can't help it."

"But yes, the deposit will not be refunded."

"It's nature.

Zhang He nodded, handed over the photo, and said, "Look at whether these people have ever appeared around here."

Lao Ma took out his mobile phone, took a picture directly, and said, "At eleven o'clock in the evening, still here, I'll give you a message." The deposit is five hundred, and another thousand will be paid when there is news."

"Good!" Zhang He was taken aback, but he still took out five hundred and handed it over. Now is not the next generation, the purchasing power of 1,005 is enough for an ordinary family of three to live a quality and quantity of life for a year, which is absolutely expensive.

"Refreshing!" Lao Ma took the money, twisted his fingers and put it directly into his pocket, and then stood up directly: "Eat and drink, go, see you in the evening."

With that, he picked up his little pliers and garbage bag and walked out of the restaurant directly.

Zhang He didn't leave, still sitting in his position and smoking, looking at the old horse who walked out, feeling very curious, according to this charging price, if it is not open for three years, it will be open for three years, even if it is not rich and expensive, there is no need to pick up garbage to make a living.

"I can't figure out why I still pick up garbage when the price is so high?" The boss came over to clean up the dining table, looked at Zhang He, who was thinking, and said a word.

"Huh?" Zhang He looked at the boss and said, "Why did you think about this until I was thinking about this?"

"Because that's what everyone who asks Lao Ma for news will think." The boss smiled and continued, "I don't know if you're lucky or unlucky."

"What do you mean by that?" Zhang He was puzzled, this sentence is very interesting, is there anything hidden in it?

"Say you're lucky, that's because Lao Ma can't find out about it, and there won't be other scavengers in Shaocheng who can find out."

"Say you're unlucky, that's because there are more than one scavengers in Shao Cheng who have this ability, but the price of the old horse is indeed the most expensive."

"If you change someone, a scavenger with similar skills as Lao Ma asks for news, usually a hundred yuan is enough."

The boss finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks and walked away, and the look in his eyes when he left made Zhang He realize that he had been wronged once.

"Damn, slaughtered."