Naturally, drunk old money can't be an errand anymore.

There will be other officers on his shift tonight.

Jin Zhuyue looked at Lao Qian being helped into the inner room of the post station, and the smile on her face suddenly retracted.

She turned her head to look at Zong Xian and raised her eyebrows slightly.

The two thin pink lips moved, but they spoke in lip language.

This is the way the two of them have recently figured out how to chat.

With a little adaptation, you will be able to grasp the basics.

Before they have become martial artists and have mastered the knack of power transmission, lip language is also a good way to talk.

"This money has always been a good wine, and I usually don't leave the wine gourd, but I have never been drunk for so many days!"

"How can you get drunk tonight?"

Zong Xian bowed his head slightly.

He replied with the same lip twitching.

"There must be something strange about this."

"There are a lot of masters in the night patrol team, as long as we keep up with the team, we can't show any sneaky cats!"

Jin Zhuyue understood what Zong Xian was afraid of, and when she heard this, she just nodded but stopped moving her lips.

As time passed, the Eve Patrol was fully assembled.

Everyone followed the top duty officer and began the boring night patrol as usual.

Zong and Jin walked at the end, unhurriedly and unhurriedly distanced themselves from the front team.

It wasn't until after leaving the city that Zong Xian spoke again.

"I wonder if Senior Sister Jin will have free tomorrow?"

This time, instead of lip language, he spoke normally.

"Oh?"

Zong Xian's words made her let out a light "oh" in confusion.

The grim expression on his face that had been kept by the night watch also relaxed slightly.

"Grandmaster, what do you want the little girl to help you with?"

After saying this, Jin Zhuyue couldn't help but show a smile.

These days, the two of them have gotten along more and more tacitly, and no one has mentioned the matter of the Pure Lotus Cult again, Jin Zhuyue knows in her heart that the slinger who helped her get out that day is Zong Xian.

She saw that Zong Xian didn't admit it, but she didn't force it, she had already regarded him as the same kind in her heart, and she would always chat for a while during the night patrol every day, otherwise she wouldn't agree to talk secretly with each other.

Zong Xian scratched his head, and there was a rare trace of embarrassment on his face.

He lifted the lantern in his left hand to illuminate his face and then replied with lips.

"Senior Sister Jin, do you know where to buy a secret weapon?"

"To be honest, I'm not familiar with the stalls in the city..."

Jin Zhuyue smiled suddenly, she almost forgot that the sect senior brother in front of her was a master who lived in a shallow way.

Eating, drinking, and Lazar are all solved in the martial arts hall, and they only go out at night every day.

No wonder they don't even know such a simple question.

She didn't need to lip a word, she agreed directly.

"It's a small thing."

"Let's go tomorrow at noon."

"Just to show you the way in the city."

Zong Xian smiled sharply, he was a little teenager at this moment.

The night watch was a very boring job, and everyone in the team was talking to each other, and the leading officer walked slowly to the front with a withered grass in his mouth.

Tonight's night watch was still calm, and there were no surprises due to Lao Qian's absence.

On the contrary, when everyone passed through the village, a few people from the Sanshui Gang insisted on pulling the people of the night patrol team to the hall to roast the fire for a while, and each of them drank a bowl of sorghum wine.

Only Zong Xian and Jin Zhuyue don't drink alcohol, and they don't eat any food in the hall.

However, this was only a minor episode, and the Night Watch stayed for about a quarter of an hour before leaving cleanly.

……

When the Night Watch departed.

Inside the hall of the Sanshui Gang.

Only two of the previous five remained.

Xiong Sanfu sat in the first place, grabbed the cigarette gun in his hand and took a big puff, and a long smoke erupted from his chest undulation.

Ma Shuijun, the deputy gang leader sitting next to him, was tapping his fingers rhythmically on the handrail.

"Big brother, did you see the main master just now?"

Ma Shuijun is an ugly man with a narrow face and a nose, and his appearance is not flattering.

But as the second-in-command of the Sanshui Gang, he is still very famous in the walled area near the east of the city.

His leg skills are quite good, and he also has the nickname of the stepping stone foot hemp boss on the road.

I saw Xiong Sanfu twist his thick neck, and took a big puff of dry tobacco with his backhand, and then said with a comfortable face.

"They saw it when they were resting, but it was just a stinky boy."

"I look about thirteen or fourteen years old, and my body hasn't grown yet!"

"But the spirit is very sufficient, when Lao Tzu was looking at him, that kid actually felt something, turned his head and looked around and almost found me."

He said it very lightly, and obviously did not take Zong Xian seriously.

For Xiong Sanfu, the little ghost head lacks fire after all, even if the five senses are keen?

saw Ma Shuijun's brows twisted together, and his expression became gloomy.

"I'm afraid this person is not that simple."

"If it's just a little ghost who has no heels and is a beginner, then why doesn't Xu Ning Lao'er take it himself?"

"It's hard to buy a breath of money, I think it's stinky bullshit."

"Those who provoked Mo Ershao before, they were killed on the spot without much background, how could it take so much effort according to the Mo family's dominance!"

"Xu Ning Lao'er found us, isn't this a big circle?"

After listening to his words, Xiong Sanfu also felt strange.

He smashed his mouth, put down his cigarette stick, and took a sip of water from his teacup.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

After coughing up the sputum in his throat, he couldn't help but sit upright.

"What the second brother said also has some truth!"

"Didn't the two protectors Yao Fengfeng and Tie Li go to the city today to feast on that fast messenger and have a talented money, they will check what happened to that kid in the near future."

"Anyway, Xu Ning also said that it's not too late to do it after the year."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Shuijun was a little settled in his heart.

"We have to keep an eye on this!"

"I'll go into the city tomorrow to inquire about the news!"

"The gold and silver sent by the Mo family are hot, I have been restless these days, and I can't sleep at night with my mother-in-law!"

"That's fine!"

"Second brother, your intuition has always been effective, tomorrow you will personally go into the city to find out the news, what is the matter, our brothers will discuss it!"

……

Late at night, midnight.

In the post office of the county government of Chengdong District.

The dark room was full of snoring.

Qian Youcai woke up with a dry mouth, only to feel that his head was extremely dizzy.

He sat on the bed and remembered the events of last night.

Just a few hours ago, three rough-looking gang men suddenly found him, at first he thought he had provoked someone, but he didn't expect the three men to be extremely polite, and he dragged himself to the Chunyue Building in the east of the city to drink a meal of flower wine.

He was drunk until he died, and his legs and stomach trembled before leaving.

During this period, the three of them seemed to have made some request, and Lao Qian didn't immediately remember it when he woke up from this hangover.

He lowered his head and patted his head, and suddenly felt that there was a little bulge on the chest of his clothes, and when he reached out, he actually found two hundred taels of Jin silver tickets and a palm-sized flag embroidered with the words "Sanshui".

Seeing these things, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Lao Qian's forehead.

Some of the memories that were blurred by drunkenness have also become clear!