Verse 642 - What about my gold coins?
The housekeeper who accompanied Master Ji Ming in the basement with several manor guards was looking at his nose and his nose at the moment, and he was ignoring the "performance" of his second master like an old monk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Or rather, they have long been accustomed to such scenes.
With a friendly smile that harmless to humans and animals, the obsessive aristocratic old man Ji Ming gently closed the Mithril box in his hand, and the frost chalcedony inlaid on the inside of the upper lid would keep the temperature in the box below extremely low, almost freezing.
This is also the little trick he learned from the barbarians, low temperatures, especially those close to freezing, can not only keep them fresh for a long time, but also maintain the vitality of living creatures, so that they are in a kind of dormant state.
The three infiltrators with inexplicable fear on their faces did not notice that the skin on their necks was strangely bulging at a rate visible to the naked eye, and that something seemed to be burrowing into their skulls along their necks.
Their expressions suddenly froze for a moment, their eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, and then their eyes rolled directly, as if they were gasping for breath.
After a dozen breaths, as if nothing had happened, they seemed to return to normal, completely unaware of the abnormality that had just happened, and glared fiercely at the fat manor owner in front of them.
The first one said hoarsely: "No matter what means you use, we will not say it, you will die of this heart." ā
"Give it a good time!"
"I won't say anything if I die!"
The other two were very adamant in agreeing, and they had already been mentally prepared to venture into the manor.
From the first day of doing this, everyone knew that death could come at any time.
"Hehe, I like tough guys, don't worry, I, Ji Ming, am a benevolent person, and my words will naturally count, we will have a good talk! Bring a few more clothes, and some more food and drink. ā
Ji Ming still kept smiling, stuffed the Mithril box back into his arms, and when he pulled out his hand, there was a strangely shaped knot in his palm, and there was a bone of an unknown animal hanging underneath, just like the gadgets that nobles often played, fiddling with it nonchalantly.
Several manor guards stepped forward and quickly unshackled the limbs of the trio, freeing them from their embarrassing "big" position.
The brown coarse cloth trousers were just as coarse as the pullover of the fabric. The trio hurriedly tiptoed to put on the clothes.
The clothes have been washed and are still very new, although they are a little abrasive on the body, but they are a little covered, and there is no need to be naked in front of everyone.
Not long after the arrow on the calf was removed, although it was indiscriminately medicated, it still hurt badly, and blood spilled from the viscous ointment that sealed the wound from time to time, and the three of them could only barely maintain their balance by holding on to the door-shaped torture instrument that had just hung on them. But they didn't dare to make any rash moves.
All the torture instruments on the table were taken away and replaced by plates of food, with charred roasted meat and soft meat dough. The fragrant mixed vegetable soup and a jar of fine fruit wine look very tempting.
"Well, it tastes really good, you can try it too, and little Zach is getting better and better. Already completely surpassed the old Zach. ā
After pulling a round stool and sitting down for a while, Ji Ming tore off a piece of fragrant barbecued meat. Savoring it, he swayed the knot in his hand seemingly casually.
Zach Jr. and Zach Sr. are the cooks of the manor and have been in the service of the Earl family for four generations.
His voice fell into the ears of the three infiltrators, and his tone was no different from that of normal conversation.
One of them suddenly said, "My name is Kazo!"
"Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about?"
The other two glared at him, apparently by their real names rather than under the pseudonyms they used to deal with the interrogation.
"I, how could I?"
The man touched his mouth with a puzzled face, unable to understand how he could have given his real name.
"Traitor!"
The fellow infiltrator gritted his teeth and glared at the guy whose real name had been revealed.
"You're going to kill everyone!"
The other person was equally angry, and his real name was like a powerful clue that he would be unlucky enough to be unlucky in the future, and more people would be implicated as a result, including their families.
As a hostile camp that never stops fighting, don't expect your opponent to open the net.
"What about you?"
Ji Ming didn't seem to see the different expressions of the three of them, but instead set his eyes on the other person who infiltrated it.
"My name is Ming Jiucha! Uh! How, how could it be? This can't be!"
Under the eyes of the other two companions wide and stammering, the man immediately reacted, and let out a series of unbelievable exclamations, as if in an instant, his mouth did not belong to him, and he actually said his real name.
"Well, what about the last one?"
Ji Ming, who had expected this situation, turned his gaze again with a smile.
"Yin Shijie!"
The last infiltrator also fell to his knees in a trembling state.
The three of them looked at each other in horror, not knowing what terrible spell had taken control of their bodies, but they quickly thought of the transparent bead they had just swallowed, and their faces immediately turned white.
"Very well, I like it like that, well, come on, try my cook's handiwork, you'll love it." ā
Shocked to find that their bodies were completely disobedient, the three infiltrators staggered to the wooden table, grabbing the food and gobbling it up, while they were like three spectators with five senses, helplessly watching their bodies make involuntary movements.
Although the taste buds convey the deliciousness of the food, their hearts are like falling into a bottomless abyss, deeper and deeper, unable to extricate themselves.
The chubby aristocratic lord looked at the three of them with a smile......
"Our spies have failed, losing three mid-grade spies!"
In Ranglin City of the Silan Empire, through the satellite outside the firmament, Li Mubing is maintaining a phone connection with the Silan Dragon Knight Mo Lin, who is thousands of miles away.
"Well, the other spies have been ordered to transfer, and they will only lose their three lines, but it is not without gain, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, they will not know that the split of the gold coin has successfully infiltrated!"
The "Dragon General" tactical helmet was put aside, acting as a relay to maintain a connection with the satellite, and Lin Mo seemed to be talking to himself, while carefully wiping the sword intent weapon "Qingque".
A spell shield that emitted a faint white light cut off the body from its surroundings, and on the wooden table was a small clay stove with a pot of tea eggs stewed in it, making a crackling and boiling sound.
The Anstrasser Empire's State Post House is by no means a calm place, just in the room, the "Dragon General" has scanned three listening tubes for eavesdropping, and the openings are hidden in the corners, which can monitor every corner of the room.
The light spell shield combined with the tall tea eggs was enough to interfere with the listening of the Anstrasers, and even if the other party knew that Lin Mo used such a method, he was still helpless.
It was impossible to jump out and point at his nose and say that it was not allowed to use shielding or interference methods, and honestly accept the eavesdropping of the Anstraser Empire.
"Will they find the gold coins?"
Li Mubing said that he was a little worried that three experienced mid-grade spies fell into the hands of the enemy, which was a big loss for the Silan Empire.
"Rest assured, this is not the first time this foodie has performed such a task, it will be very careful, far more cautious than we thought, now it is in the form of a real gold coin, the money bag is definitely a place that no one would have thought of, and even if it is discovered, it is just a split. ā
Lin Mo was very relieved of the acquired ability of the golden dragon.
Where there is a human race, there will be metal, even if it is a celestial supreme, it is impossible to always guard against the metal around him, currency, utensils, weapons, tools and other metal creations, which cannot be guarded against at all, so if the golden dragon is determined to be an assassin, it is definitely more terrifying than the dark shadow dragon that is the best at hiding among the dragon clan.
"Hey, hey, Uncle Long is out of the horse, a top guy!"
With supremacy over the solar term series satellite network and the Meridian Island Supercomputer Center, the voice of the gold dragon coin easily inserted into the conversation between the two.
And in the courtyard of the National Post House, the gold-based dragon who was lying on his stomach and pretending to sleep with his eyes closed suddenly let out an inexplicable sneer, which frightened the Anstrass who were watching it and the Slan Dragon Knights to the point that the hairs on their backs stood on end.
This ferocious dragon of slaughter would make such a terrifying sound in his dreams, and it was indeed worthy of its name, maybe the city that was slaughtering the Terrans in his dreams!
"Hurry up and find an opportunity to scan the entire manor, the sacrifice price of the three mid-grade spies is too great, if you don't earn the capital back, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess will definitely be disappointed." ā
Although tonight's action was mentally prepared, Lin Mo still felt unwilling.
However, what no one expected was that the gold coin evolved by the golden dragon did not fall into the money bags of the guards in the basement, otherwise at this time, one person and one dragon would have been shouting that there was nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it would not take much effort to get it.
There was a commotion inside and outside the manor in the middle of the night, and it was already the middle of the night, and most of the guards withdrew one after another, except for the secret sentry in some corners.
"I'm so sleepy! Go back and lie down early, I have to practice tomorrow!"
As soon as they relaxed, the guards were so sleepy that they couldn't even open their eyes, and returned to their quarters with their weapons in twos and threes.
"Treat yourself to some good wine and meat tomorrow!"
Reese, who was also exhausted, planned to have a good drink after dawn with the gold coins he had picked up.
Most of the guards in the manor are fed alone, the whole family is not hungry, there is wine one day and drunk next, and there is no need to think about saving money to support the family at all.
He took out the money bag beautifully, but his expression froze, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Where's my gold?"
- (To be continued.) )