Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 683 The pit is 129 meters deep, love is hard to express (3)
It's a big deal, and the more people there are, the more accidents are likely to happen. Mo Jiu is very careful. If it wasn't for her inconvenient feet and her lack of martial arts skills, she wouldn't even want to take Mo Wang with her...but now she has to have him.

"Juzi, Deacon Left." The man pulling the cart called out, "Hurry up and change defenses so we can enter the city..."

The wooden barrels used to transport water in the imperial city were very large, and Mo Jiu squatted down to hide in it. Not only was it not crowded, but it was also very easy.The man pulling the cart is also from the Mo family, and the wooden barrel that holds the water has also been improved by the hand of Mo Wang. It is similar to a magic box, and it is divided into upper and lower layers. Still filled with water, even if others open the bucket, they can't see it.

"Wang Laosan, what are you dawdling about?"

Over there, a Custodian growled.

Wang Laosan let out an "ah", "It's convenient, I'll be here right away."

The waterwheel started, and it drove towards the city gate screaming "嗞嗞嗞嗞".

Drinking water in the imperial city is a major event. The vehicles that carry water every day have strict registration models, and there are imperial guards escorting them along the way.However, Wang Laosan has been doing this job for several years, and he is very familiar with these imperial guards who guard the water, and has already mixed into the system, occasionally fishing in troubled waters once or twice, without arousing the slightest suspicion from others.

Mo Jiu squatted in the wooden barrel silently, and when he heard the "chacha" sound of the city gate, his heart beat a little faster, but he was not too nervous.Actions determine success or failure, not ideas.It's the same thing anyway, since you decide to do it, you have to do it in a down-to-earth manner. If you always look forward and backward, you can't do anything.

"Wait a moment!"

As soon as the convoy passed the city gate, it was stopped by someone.

Mo Jiu's heart twitched slightly, and he held his breath tightly.

The man walked over slowly, his footsteps were clear and his voice was very familiar.

"Why didn't your boss follow the car?"

"General Gu." Wang Laosan nodded and bowed, his voice was still steady, "The grandson of the boss's sister-in-law's sister-in-law's family is full moon, and he ate a few extra cups yesterday, and he hasn't woken up yet... Hehe, I can't wait You always count on the leader to lead the team, don’t you?”

With a sound of "hmm", Gu Er seemed to agree.

But instead of leaving, he slowly approached the waterwheel.

Wang Laosan's complexion changed slightly, and his palms clenched slightly. Even Mo Jiu was a little surprised. She didn't know what this Gu Er was going to do, and why he always appeared at the critical moment when she was doing business...

Gu Er got closer and closer, and stopped beside the bucket.

"What's the matter with the bucket?"

He asked in a deep voice, and suddenly reached out to grab the bucket.

"General Gu..." Wang Laosan's voice was slightly startled, "It's full of water, don't get your hands wet..."

"You don't have to thank me." Gu Er interrupted him with an irrelevant answer, and slowly put the crooked lid of the bucket in place, then turned around and rode away without saying a word...

Staring at his back, Wang Laosan heaved a long sigh of relief.

But Mo Jiu was really scared this time.

Gu Er is too mysterious.

Who is he?Why are you always haunted?

And his inexplicable "No thanks", was it really just for Wang Laosan?

Always worried about entering the palace, Wang Laosan deliberately slowed down and walked at the end of the convoy.Before the third watch, they got up to carry water. These people were a little tired, yawned and sleepy, poured water into the tank, and no one noticed the others, and went out one after another.Therefore, Mo Jiu and Mo Wang came out of the bucket without being noticed by anyone, but thinking about the frightening process, when Mo Jiu stepped out of the bucket, he still patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)