Chapter 183: The Valley of the Medicine King on the Silver Ticket

Zhang San immediately jumped out: "Huh? Didn't you just believe him, Boss? ”

"If you don't pretend, how can he believe that I really believe him?"

Peng Yang's face was fierce: "When Lao Tzu came out to walk the rivers and lakes, he was only one older, fight with me, hum!" ”

"The boss is wise, the boss is Shenwu!" Zhang San couldn't wait to slap his ass into the air: "I said, why did you ask directly about last night's incident just now, but I didn't see any flaws, how did you find out, boss?" ”

"What can you see in your pig brain?" Peng Yang disdainfully: "How many years have I known Song Xun, he is a person, don't talk about it, in fact, he is very high." ”

Zhang San also agrees with this, but he doesn't think it's Qinggao.

"This is pretentious, he looks like that every day, obviously he walks the rivers and lakes, and he is like a peacock all day long, and he thinks he is going to sell it if he doesn't know."

That's a terrible thing to say.

But Zhang San has always felt that Song Xun seems to be very easy to understand, but in fact, he has the appearance of a smiling tiger, which is more difficult to understand than anyone else.

"And when he came this time, although the goods were handed in, I always felt inexplicably strange and weird."

Peng Yang couldn't sit still, so he simply squatted on the steps, looking at the sky outside the door that seemed to be snowing: "Although the words and deeds are the same as usual, they just make me feel weird." ”

Zhang San also squatted down: "But he is indeed Song Xun, could it be that since something happened to Shangyang last time, others have changed?" ”

"Can make a person completely change, except for the blood feud on his body.... Either thatβ€”" Peng Yang analyzed.

Zhang San was very curious: "What is it?" ”

"Either that, or it's not the same person."

Peng Yang actually can't say for sure, because no matter where you look at it, Song Xun's words and deeds are no different from before.

As soon as he came up, he called Brother Peng, which was also the original name.

However, people's feelings are ever-changing, and he may not be able to think too much.

"Regardless of whether there is a problem with him as a person or not, there must be something wrong with his behavior," Peng Yang wiped his nose: "If he wants to make money and sells Lao Tzu for 100,000 gold, then Lao Tzu will not care about the brotherhood of the past." ”

These cruel words are placed here, Zhang San knows that if Song Xun makes a mistake there, his boss will definitely not blink an eye when he kills someone.

He was happy and scared, happy that if Song Xun died, he wouldn't have to see his upright appearance.

What I'm afraid of is, if something really happens, wouldn't it be dangerous to lead the whole body in the village?

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Descending pass.

Song Xun watched the brothers load the cart and get on the horse, and there were only about a dozen people in their group.

"Young Owner, are you really not going with us?" A subordinate worried: "If you stay here alone, I'm always afraid that something will happen." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the Flying Lion Village brothers who were staring at them next to him looked over angrily.

"What could happen?" Song Xun smiled soothingly: "I'm so familiar with Brother Peng, I'll go back after drinking his wedding wine, you guys go first." ”

Although it is said that he will stay and drink the happy wine, no one knows that Song Xun stayed this time, as if he was a hostage.

Who doesn't know that Peng Yang used to be a deserter and fought on the battlefield, and I heard that he has been mixed all the way to today, relying on the decisive courage of the sofa.

The woman in the village who was about to be forced to marry, when they went up the mountain, also saw the inscription, and was a bounty figure.

Anyway, there is an inextricably complicated relationship in the middle, and she is by no means an ordinary woman.

"But the young ownerβ€”"

"Ah Cai," Song Xun interrupted him, patted his fart, and slapped him on the saddle: "There is so much nonsense, when did my brother do things so hard?" ”

Ah Cai's face froze strangely, then he nodded and rode away with someone.

"Young owner, come back and join us as soon as possible!"

Song Xun didn't respond to this sentence, he stood at the pass of the mountain and watched the team of horses go away.

With his back to the stockade, no one could see his expression clearly.

It wasn't until the Flying Lion Village was left behind that Ah gradually ran a little slower.

The companion was curious: "What's the matter, Brother Acai?" What do you stop at the end of the good end? ”

Ah Cai opened his palm, and in the winter, his hands were white, but in the palm of his hand, there was a silver ticket.

The companion couldn't help but be more curious: "What is this?" Silver ticket? It's still the silver ticket of the Great Zhou. ”

Ah Cai condensed his eyebrows: "The young owner just took advantage of the unpreparedness of the young farmer to stuff it into my hand." ”

He opened the silver ticket and found that three words were crookedly written on the crumpled silver ticket: Medicine King Valley.

"Medicine King Valley?!" The companion exclaimed, and when he was finished, he quickly covered his mouth again, looking around for fear that he would attract the attention of others.

He lowered his voice for a while: "What do you mean, Brother Cai?" On weekdays, you know the young owner best, and there are people from the Flying Lion Village, and it is definitely inconvenient for the young owner to speak. ”

"It should be for us to go to the Medicine King Valley." Ah Cai put away the silver ticket: "It has something to do with the woman in the village, the young owner of the village returned to the room very late last night, but he mentioned a sentence to me about Yaowanggu and asked me if I knew anyone from Yaowanggu." ”

Although the Yaowang Valley is in Chaoge, it is not very close to the current Great Surrounding City.

It will take several days for the horse to pass by.

"That woman is really from the Medicine King Valley? Why is the young owner wading in this troubled water? If we stay out of it, won't we have nothing to do? ”

Last time, Song Xun went through life and death, and only Ah knew the inside story: "The young owner was rescued by the people of the Medicine King Valley last time, and it is estimated that he wants to repay his kindness." ”

That's understandable.

The companions nodded: "Then let's go to the Medicine King Valley now?" ”

"Actually, you don't necessarily need to go," Ah Cai pondered for a while: "I heard that the people in the Medicine King Valley are all over the five continents, and they won't deliberately hide their whereabouts, maybe we have them all around us." ”

"But no one knows the code of the Medicine King Valley."

That's right.

However, they have gone to the dart game, and the rivers and lakes have not gone in vain for so many years.

Ah Cai immediately had an idea: "Let's disperse and go find a place where local beggars and homeless people gather." ”

When it comes to information transmission and circulation, the more people in a city often know more.

These beggars and homeless people, tossing and turning all day long, must be well informed.

And it's easy to buy, a steamed chicken leg may solve the problem.

The companions felt justified and immediately dispersed and acted separately.

However, no one noticed that another wave of people on horseback examined them appeared behind them.