Conspiracy

Chapter 323 Taking Polygonatum to the Evening Market

"Mr. Su, do you want this old man to find the eldest son? Help him?"

"Well, yes."

"But the old man has also been looking for the son of the world, but he has not found his whereabouts."

In this world, beggars are undoubtedly the most gathered but also the most difficult to win over.

Especially in the era of war and chaos, there were already a lot of refugees, and those beggars who were treated as nothing were twisted into a strong hemp rope.

The old Zhutou already has a very wide network of contacts. After several months of dedicated expansion, coupled with the secret contribution of Jiyuefang, tens of thousands of beggars from all cities and towns have gathered together.

Jiyuefang is Luoqi's largest gold-selling cave, and its level is even feared by the imperial court.Yueniang and Lao Zhutou helped beggars and refugees with silver taels, and won people's hearts extremely quickly.

At the same time, the little demons that Mo Sheng had cultivated for many years had already mixed into it, perfectly hiding their identities as the demon clan or half-human half-demon, and unknowingly, infiltrated into the human race.

"He should be here." Su Zhen poked somewhere on the ground with a branch, "You don't need to show up in person, just let someone watch in the dark to ensure his life is safe."

Old Zhutou and Yuzhu looked at the position pointed by the branch in astonishment. Old Zhutou said in surprise, "No way? Mr. Su, did you make a mistake? You shouldn't!"

"I was also purely blind, but since he entered the military camp, it happened to sharpen his impetuous temperament. Unless he is in deep danger of death, there is no need to take action." Su Zhen's expression did not seem to be joking at all.

The old Zhutou turned over the grilled fish in front of him, removed the fishbone, and ate it with big mouthfuls. After finishing eating, he nodded, "Okay! This old man has written it down, as long as Mr. Su is ruthless."

"Well, old Zhutou, you leave in three days. As for the remaining curse on you, I can't lift it for the time being. I can only suppress it with medicine. I will practice spiritual skills as soon as possible to help you get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

Old Zhutou smiled wryly and shook his head, "Actually, I look pretty good now. I don't seek fame and wealth, and I don't seek wealth. If it wasn't for the only old life left, I would be comfortable living like this."

"Old Zhutou, I still want to say sorry to you about Songkun. We didn't intend to kill him at the time, but"

"Okay, Mr. Su, Mr. Mo Sheng has already explained to me what happened at that time. Whether he is a human or a demon, or the reincarnation of some ancient monster Tingli, even the old man can't understand it. That child Songkun He likes to be cheated and kidnapped, and he has a strong desire for revenge, but he was very kind to me. At that time, my father and son were living on the streets and depended on each other. With only half a piece of corn bread, we survived for several days and almost starved to death."

Su Zhen listened to the old Zhutou's endless chatter, and took the pheasant off the campfire, the tangy meat smell made people salivate.In addition, he took out a dagger, cut off the chicken leg and wanted to hand it to Yuzhu, but suddenly remembered that the monk didn't eat meat, so he withdrew his hand again.

After the old Zhutou finished telling the past, he picked up the wine jar beside him and raised his head to take a big sip of wine.The wine trickled down his beard, which he hadn't groomed for a long time, and into his clothes.

"Old Zhutou, then I will take my little monk out first, and you take care all the way." Su Zhen took out a bamboo tube and handed it to him, "Take this well, and you can take it after seven days."

"What is this?"

"poison!"

"Okay! This old man accepts it." Old Zhutou took the bamboo tube without thinking and put it away.

"Aren't you going to ask me about my motive? And you want an antidote to this poison?"

"It's not necessary, and you don't need to let me die."

"It's really poisonous, and it's the kind that seals the throat when you see blood." Su Zhen said with a half-smile.

Yuzhu sensed Su Zhen's intentions, touched her smooth head, moved her lips, and when she was hesitant to speak, Su Zhen returned the chicken to Old Zhu, and held Yuzhu's wrist.

"Little monk, let's go."

"Is this going back?"

"What else? Do you want to stay?"

Yu Zhu shook his head.

"That's it."

Yu Zhu followed the strength of Su Zhen's hands obediently, and sat up from the ground.

Two figures, one big and one small, walked towards the gate of the Town God's Temple, smelling the strong food and incense, and looked back at the old Zhutou who was surrounded by black air above his head.

That's death qi, and it only happens when there is a possibility of sudden death in the near future.

Su Zhen brought Polygonatum odoratum into the city gate, and walked on the Mayor's Street in the city of Kyoto openly and aboveboard.

Under the dark night, lights spread all over the imperial capital under the feet of the emperor, and countless red palace lanterns hung high in front of restaurants and shops everywhere.Pedestrians, coupled with fragrant cars and precious chariots, the originally spacious long street was squeezed into a very narrow place.

After the previous demonic storm stopped, the dry heat that was permeating the air also disappeared.There was constant laughter and laughter everywhere, and it was very lively.

Vendors have come out of their stalls one after another, and you can see lotus root filled with honey juice, sweet soup with honey cake, fans painted on paper, rattan tables and rattan chairs, in short, there should be an end.

Su Zhen stopped in front of a vendor, picked up a round wooden ball from the desk, and played with it in her hand, her eyes filled with admiration.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the stall owner who was guessing that he was only a young man. His appearance was mediocre, even mediocre, and the blue cloth on his body had been washed to the point of losing its luster.There are thick calluses on the fingers of the left hand and the tiger's mouth, and the new wounds on the right hand cover the old wounds, which are obviously caused by frequent carvings on weekdays.

"Boss, I like these very much, I want them all, wrap them up for me!"

Su Zhen took out a few gold leaves, put them in front of the stall owner, and said with a smile.

"Young master, the villains don't add up to a few taels of silver. You're paying too much!"

When the stall owner looked up, he was first amazed by Su Zhen's appearance, and he stuttered while speaking.

"Boss, this wood may not be worth much, but your craftsmanship is priceless."

Seeing Su Zhen enjoying playing with a wooden ball, the stall owner next to him said with a little distaste, "Look at the bright clothes, so he is a bumpkin who has never seen the world."

"idiot!"

Su Zhen mocked unceremoniously.

Raise your hand and press somewhere on the ball, only to hear a 'click' sound, and the ball starts to change instantly.Su Zhen pressed and moved her fingers quickly, and saw that the original wooden ball gradually changed into a new shape composed of countless small wooden blocks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Zhen's hand speed was getting faster and faster, those small pieces of wood were still splitting apart, and the expressions of the people watching around changed from contempt and ridicule to now dull.

The nearby stall owners usually look down on this poor carpenter, but it turns out that he still has such ability.

When those small pieces of wood split and changed to the size of a fingernail, Su Zhen pressed a mechanism on the top, and it finally stopped changing.

Hold the left and right ends with both hands and twist them gently, only to hear a 'click' sound from it, and it is divided into two halves, lying quietly in Su Zhen's palm.

(End of this chapter)