Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 47

"Fuck, get out of here, if you don't get out, I'll beat you to death with a stick!" A loud shout suddenly sounded, and everyone heard that there was excitement, and quickly stretched out their necks to watch.

It was the owner of the tea shed, standing in the simple horse shed to the left of the tea shed with a few buddies, yelling at a homeless man in tattered black clothes.The boss' tongue was very vicious, but after scolding for a long time, the man didn't see the slightest reaction. Seeing this, the boss became more and more angry, and he was about to swing the stick to beat the man.

Although this big man surnamed Yu looks fierce and vulgar, who knows that he has a kind heart. Seeing the man hunched over and shrunk into a small ball, looking very pitiful, he quickly said: "Shopkeeper, I see He's sick, and he doesn't go to the village or back to the store. You drove him out, didn't you kill him? So, I'll pay for it, so you bring him in and drink some hot tea to warm up your body."

"You don't know something objectively." The boss turned his head and said with a different face, "This person is from the south, and I don't know what happened in southern Xinjiang these days. Some tribes rebelled and fought fiercely. In addition, the heavy rain lasted for many days, and the corpses rotted and smelled in the swamp, which caused the plague. I was afraid that this person would be infected with the disease, so I didn’t let him stay here. Objectively speaking Don't worry, I'll let him in."

"What? I'm sick, that's not okay!" Before the big man surnamed Yu could speak, the others took a step back quickly, as if they were afraid that some plague virus would come out of that man, and they started to yell loudly.There were also people yelling for the boss to throw that person away quickly. The big man surnamed Yu couldn't say anything when he saw the reaction of the crowd. Grass ditch to go.

Although the climate in the south is warm, it is the middle of winter after all, and it has just rained heavily. If you throw it in the grass ditch and soak it in the rain, you will definitely die within two hours.

"Stop!" Seeing that the man was about to be thrown down, an old voice suddenly sounded. The old man in green coughed slightly, walked out of the tea shed slowly, came to the boss, and glanced at the man in tatters. The man in black said in a deep voice, "Put him down, and I'll take a look."

The shopkeeper put the man down, and said in a nonchalant way: "This man is sick, just look at it objectively if you are not afraid of getting infected."

"The store is not afraid of carrying him like this, and the old man is naturally not afraid." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled lightly and said slowly.Pulling out the thin and slender arm of the man with his hands, he took his pulse carefully.

There was silence all around, and everyone watched from a distance as the old man was taking the pulse of that person. The open field was deserted, and many times it would take several days to walk without seeing a single person. Now that there is such excitement, naturally they all gathered around to watch. .

"He's fine," the old man suddenly raised his head and said with a faint smile, "It's just that he hasn't eaten for a long time, and he passed out from weakness."

Even though they were strangers to that person, everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words.The man surnamed Yu said in a low voice: "Shopkeeper, this old man said it's all right, so go get something easy to swallow and give it to that little brother. It's always your luck to save someone's life."

The owner of the tea shed was not a bad person, he was just afraid that the man was sick, seeing him lying here without moving for two days, he thought he was half dead, so he wanted to throw him out.Now that I heard that there was nothing wrong, I carried him back together with my buddies.A few men roughly fed a little warm water into the man's mouth, who knew that the man was already unconscious, his lips were chapped, and he couldn't continue feeding at all.Seeing this, the old man came up, touched his neck with his thin fingers, and the man's mouth opened automatically. Seeing him swallowing the water, everyone was overjoyed, as if they had accomplished a great event, and called out up.

"Shopkeeper, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, thank you." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled faintly, took out a bag made of brocade from his arms, put it in the hands of the store owner, and left with all the guards out.The old man walked to a carriage with a blue heavy curtain in the middle, said a few words respectfully in a low voice, and then stepped into the second carriage in front.After a while, the convoy of five carriages slowly started moving towards the north direction and gradually left.

The shopkeeper was slightly taken aback, and opened the bag in his hand, only to find a bag full of silver ingots.Everyone around looked at it and exclaimed for a moment. In this era of chaos and chaos, such a bag of silver is enough to buy several tea sheds like this.When everyone was feeling the old man's generosity, they all looked towards the north direction by coincidence, and saw that the convoy had gone very far, and gradually only a faint shadow remained.Huanchaoyi is just a small town, but it is the last pass from Southern Chu to Northern Qin and Xichuan. An important juncture.This is the throat from Southern Chu to Northern Qin and Xichuan. It has developed commerce and convenient transportation. There are shops, pawnshops, restaurants, and teahouses, and it seems to be very prosperous.

In the distance, the majestic towers and bright lights of Huanchao Town came out, and the driver who was driving the car yelled, and then slowly rushed towards the town.

From the previous tea shed to Huanchao City, it is only half a day's walk.Their convoy was driving the carriage, and they didn't know what was delaying them, so they arrived at night.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly rushed up from behind, and the eighteen guards were startled, while looking back vigilantly.However, that black shadow quickly walked to the front of the convoy, and a guard slashed his blade. The horse under the black shadow panicked and stood up. The figure on the horse fell down like a cloth bag, and the horse Kicking off the wind, regardless of whether the owner has already carried it down, it gallops away towards the dark ancient road.

The convoy was stopped by this sudden change, the old man in green on the second carriage hurriedly got off the carriage, followed by a guard behind him, lighting a torch.The old man frowned, and realized that he was the hungry and fainted man he met in the tea shed in the morning. His complexion was dark, his clothes were still wet, and his eyes were closed. It looked like he was thrown on the horse's back and left to fend for himself rushed out.

A trace of anger slowly rose from the old man's face, and a silent majesty slowly spread around.This old man has a peculiar temperament. When he doesn't want people to notice, he just hides in the crowd so plainly, without showing any signs of dew.But if he has special emotions, there will be a youthful temperament revealed in front of others.

In troubled times, human life is as cheap as grass, but I never thought that the store owner would be so black-hearted.

"Uncle Zhong, what happened?" A distant and mellow voice suddenly sounded in the dark night, and the carriage surrounded by thick cotton curtains slowly stepped forward and stopped beside the old man.The old man named Zhongbo suddenly became respectful, and hurried to the side of the carriage, said in a deep voice, "It's a passerby I met at the tea shed this morning. He seems to be injured. He hasn't eaten for a long time. He's hungry." Passed out. I paid the shopkeeper some silver and asked him to take care of it, but I didn’t expect to run into it again here.”

"We still have urgent matters, so we don't want to cause trouble. You help him to the side of the road, let's go." The light voice sounded hoarse and mellow, which was very pleasant, but the words he said were cold and cold, without any warmth .

Zhong Bo's face froze, but he still said yes without the slightest hesitation.Turning around, he ordered the guards to lift the man up and drag him to the side of the road, and find a dry dry grass to put him down.Just when he was about to turn his head, as if he remembered something, Zhong Bo hesitated, then turned his head again, took off the green cloth hood he was wearing and put it on the man.The man was very thin and small, and the hood covered him completely, hiding him in the grass. For a while, he couldn't tell where there was a person and where was the grass.

Stuffing a bag of silver in his pocket, Uncle Zhong returned to the team, climbed into the second carriage, gave his orders, and the team drove slowly towards Huanchao City again.

Hurry up, and when it's time to return to the nest, the sky is still completely dark.Huanchao City is an important border town, and it is defended by a special northern army. It will close the city gate at night, and it will not open the city gate without customs clearance documents and tokens.The old man frowned tightly when he saw it, and he came to the third carriage and said in a low voice to the window: "My lord, the gate of the city has been closed, do you want the old servant to call the door?"

His voice was calm and he spoke very naturally.It seems that this is not the gate of the southern important town, but the gate of his own house.

"No need, just sleep outside the city for one night, and then enter the city tomorrow." Dan Yuan's voice sounded slowly, and then disappeared.

Zhong Bo nodded, and said in response: "Yes." Then he went to greet the other guard drivers and prepared to sleep in the open.

These people obviously often sleep in the wild, without Zhongbo's orders, they got busy with their own work, lit wood and made a fire, found a lush tree, surrounded the carriage, and the other four carriages surrounded the green cloth cotton cart. A curtained carriage.After everything was done, it was already very late.

The escort drivers sat quietly on the ground, eating the dry food they carried with them.

There was silence all around, and at this moment, there was a sudden clamor of horseshoes in the distance.Everyone sat where they had never heard before, but there was a trace of urgent vigilance in their eyes.Zhong Bo raised the curtain of the carriage, half-closed his eyes and looked in the direction of the person coming.I saw a total of more than 20 people who came, riding tall horses and wearing tight bunts. They looked like gangsters who walked darts, very sturdy.

"Damn it! It's still a step too late!" The visitor suddenly cursed loudly, one of them spat on the ground fiercely, and greeted the others cursingly: "Stay here tonight, come in tomorrow city."

(End of this chapter)