Time Travel: My Wife Is Busy in Farming

Just now when she was passing by the pool by the garden and saw her own shadow, she suddenly realized that now she was dressing up like Qian Musheng, and she was too embarrassed to laugh at others.

Why are you dressed like this? Mainly because they went to visit other people's sites at night, not openly. If they weren't dressed like this, would they be able to wear colorful clothes and go in openly? But if you go in, you will be arrested.

Seeing these two people dressed as maids walking forward, this place finally gained some popularity and there were more houses. Unlike their back mountain, it is really a bit crowded and sparsely populated, giving you the feeling of walking into a large tomb circle.

The mountain behind them was indeed dark with no lights, surrounded by the roar of pines and peaches, mixed with the sounds of animals. There was no human habitation, but the village in the mountain gradually became more popular.

The courtyard in front is quite well built, no less than a small palace.

The two maids walked towards the brightest big room in front. The lights inside were bright, making the window paper white.

From a distance, this building can be as high as three stories. From a distance, you can hear people talking and laughing inside, as well as the sound of some entertaining music. It is really lively.

This was completely opposite to what they had seen before in the back mountain, which was lifeless and devoid of any human smoke.

Qian Musheng whispered to Tang Xiaoman, "Did you hear that? This is their den of thieves. We should have found it!"

Tang Xiaoman couldn't help but become more nervous when she heard this. What did this mean? At the beginning, she had no idea what she was going to do. She didn't know what was going on, so she felt like she was not afraid at all.

It's okay now. After she actually came to the Black Wind Village and saw what it means to be a mountain bandit, she saw so many patrolling minions in the village, and then she saw such There is a majestic and majestic main hall called the Juyi Spoils Distribution Hall.

If you look at Tang Xiaoman at this time, you really don't dare to be arrogant anymore.

Qian Musheng and Tang Xiaoman saw that after the two maids entered the door, there was a row of minions guarding the door. These minions seemed to be dressed more formally, and some even wore armor. The swords, guns and clubs they held in their hands were all edged, white and bright, with a cold light.

It really makes people tremble all over just looking at it. Speaking of which, if you see some soldiers standing in front of you with live ammunition in modern times, you will have the same feeling, that is, you will have a feeling of gall, and you can't wait to find it quickly. Get in through a crack in the ground and stay far away from those people.

But now you have no choice. It's like saying that the knife is on your neck. How can you still not say it? Will that work?

Although Qian Musheng couldn't see his face because it was wrapped in black cloth, his eyes, which usually didn't look serious, became serious at this time.

This means that when they come to this place, they have reached the heart of the house. The house must be heavily guarded, so they have to be careful.

Qian Musheng took Tang Xiaoman to the back window secretly. It was very dark and no one was guarding here. Tang Xiaoman imitated Qian Musheng's example, raised his legs high, put his feet down lightly, and carefully brought him to the back window. Qian Musheng made a gesture to Tang Xiaoman, which was to put a slender finger on He made a "shh" gesture on his lips.

Of course Tang Xiaoman knew what it meant. Now all she could hear was the thumping of her heartbeat. Other than that, she didn't dare to make any sound.

Qian Musheng dipped one of his fingers in saliva, broke the window lattice and looked inside. He used a carpenter's single-sling posture, opening one eye, closing one eye, and looking inside intently.

It's nothing if you don't look at it. He was shocked when he looked inside. Qian Musheng is indeed a bold artist, but now he seems to be no longer calm. what reason? There can be hundreds of people sitting in this main hall. The hall is very luxurious. The entire hall reaches directly to the roof, with a total height of three floors. It is resplendent and resplendent, and there is a lot of oil and water at first glance. To be able to build such a good gathering and spoils gathering hall, it is obvious that Heifeng Village is extremely rich.

There are one or two large chairs in front, and the chairs are covered with tiger skin.

What is tiger skin? It is the skin removed from the entire tiger body, with the tiger's head still on it.

There is also a big table in front, with various dishes on it, all of which are good wine and good food. People use big pots to put the meat, which is basically meat. It is rare to see green vegetables and some. Fruit snacks and so on, and now there's just a big bowl of wine. Look at the two people sitting on these two tiger-skin chairs. They look very similar, like twins.

He also looks as strong as two bears, with very thick hair on his body and a shaggy beard. He is quite tall, with broad shoulders and round waist, dressed like a family member.

These two people should be the leaders of this Black Wind Stronghold, and they should be the two heroes of the Bai family.

As for who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother, Qian Musheng made a simple judgment. The one sitting on the innermost chair, smiling and saying little all the time, should be the elder brother, who looks a little calmer.

The one on the far right who has been squealing for drinks, and whose beard seems to be bushier, is probably his younger brother.

Unexpectedly, Qian Mu Sheng guessed it right.

His guess was correct, and it was indeed the case.

Look at the person who is offering the drink to the white guy. He is a monk sitting on a high chair with his hands hanging down. At this time, there is a big futon on the chair. Look at the monk wearing a gray robe. Shoes, white socks, medium build, neither fat nor thin, his face looks a little less like a monk, with a fleshy face and a very ferocious look.

The top of the head is also bare, just like the light bulb, it is subject to the precepts. The incense burned scars one after another, but Qian Musheng didn't understand what these scars meant. Just seeing the dishes on the table in front of the monk, Qian Musheng frowned and said to himself Can this monk eat so much? Still drinking?
We don’t know what kind of monk this is, or whether it’s a fake monk or not. He looked to be over sixty years old, and his beard was all white. It was obvious that today's guest was probably this eminent monk.

The two maids who had just come in with plates had already placed the dishes on their tables, and then left with great respect.