Originally, this cloth bag had a special peach lace, which made it easy to identify, but Zihua had just received it in a hurry and didn't have time to take a closer look. Now when she opened the bag, she found that it was filled with her own underwear.
"Look at the nice clothes you got. Do you want me to change into them in this barren mountain?" Zihua raised her head and rolled her eyes at Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng apologized, returned the sword to its sheath, turned around, and said apologetically: "I just grabbed a bag of clothes in your luggage and came over without checking it."
"You still want to check it out?" Zihua's beautiful eyes glared again.
"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare I touch your underwear."
"The situation is special now, so I won't argue with you, but please don't touch my clothes in the future. This rule is written in the list, and every time you violate it, you will be fined one thousand taels," Zihua warned.
"I also remember this rule. It's just like you said, the current situation is special, one time and another, so I boldly brought your clothes." Zhao Zheng said with a bitter smile.
"Forget it, I won't argue with you. I'll get clean clothes and put them on myself." Zihua rewrapped the underwear on the floor and buttoned it up. Then she grabbed a pile of banknotes and belongings weighed down by stones, got up and walked to the horse.
She put the cloth bag containing underwear into it and took out the cloth bag containing coat.
"Where are you going to change clothes? I have to avoid it." Seeing that Zihua was about to change clothes, Zhao Zheng asked proactively.
"The carriage has been destroyed, so I can only replace it with you. You are quite decent in normal times, so I can trust you. Just turn your head away." Zihua said, holding the cloth bag.
Zhao Zheng turned around as he was told, with his back to Zi Hua. He looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. Not long after, there was a rustling sound behind him, which was somewhat disconcerting.
"Okay, I've changed it, you can turn it around." Zihua reminded.
Zhao Zheng turned around and saw that Zihua had put on another black shorts and carried the keel whip behind her back. All the blood splattered on her face had been wiped off, and she looked clean and tidy. It seemed that Zihua
Hua really has a special liking for black clothes, and she always wears clothes of this color on weekdays.
"It's not a good time to stay here for a long time, let's go." Zihua said, got on her horse, pulled the reins, and was about to set off.
"Wait a minute, don't leave in a hurry. I have one more thing to ask you." Zhao Zheng quickly stopped the horse. Then he said, "Wei Yiyang brought a huge convoy with him when he traveled, and tonight he led an attack
The two of us left most of the carriages and horses on the road. Before Wei Yiyang takes people back, the convoy will definitely be parked on the road and on standby. Should we go over and rob the convoy? Wei Yiguang
He carries so much property with him, so there must be even more property in the convoy."
"That's not necessarily the case." Zihua shook her head and denied, "The more valuable the property, the more important it is to keep it on the person. How could he safely put a large amount of property in the motorcade? I guess there is nothing good in the motorcade. It's not necessary.
It's a waste of energy to rob. Besides, you and I are both tired tonight. It's not advisable to add extraneous matters. It's better to stop it when it's good, so as not to capsize in the gutter."
Zhao Zheng thought about it and thought it made sense. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Don't worry about that convoy. Let's continue on our way and leave here."
The two reached an agreement and were ready to leave.
They first returned to the road, selected some useful things from the broken carriage, left the rest where they were, and lit a fire to burn them all.
The fire was raging and the flames were soaring into the sky, burning everything that might reveal the identity of the two people.
When the two of them saw that their fever was almost gone, they rode horses along the road with peace of mind, gradually going further and further away, and disappeared into the night.
After driving all night, the two of them raced their horses and whipped their horses and ran hundreds of miles in one breath. Only then did they finally feel at ease.
Zhao Zheng looked back on everything that happened last night, as if he was dreaming.
The first half is a nightmare, full of dangers, and life hangs on a thread. The second half is a sweet dream. I get a lot of benefits. I need money, martial arts secrets, martial arts secrets, and weapons and armor! It’s really a bumper harvest.
.
If one person does these things, naturally all the benefits have to be put into his pocket and make a fortune silently. But last night, two people fought side by side, and after the war, they have to consider the distribution of the spoils.
Zhao Zheng was not very interested in the money, and he even wanted to give it all to Zi Hua.
He knew Zihua's life background, and also knew that Zihua had done many good things behind the scenes, and often redeemed the lives of some good women living in brothels. By giving this huge sum of money to Zihua, every copper could be spent in the right way.
, why not do it. Anyway, he himself is not short of money, and he still has hundreds of thousands of taels of silver left in his pocket.
Money is not required, but he is determined to get those secret books, weapons and other things.
Fortunately, what he wanted was of no use to Zihua, and the two of them would not argue about it.
In the morning, the two people came to a "human"-shaped fork, and continued walking south to reach Changchun Mansion Zhujian Villa. Going southeast, they could reach Baiku Valley.
In the middle of this three-way intersection, there is a small market dedicated to receiving passers-by, and there is also a small inn called Nanshun Inn.
The two of them walked all night and stopped at the Nanshun Inn to discuss the distribution of the spoils.
In the small guest room, the two people sat face to face and placed all their belongings on the table neatly. However, the Tiger Roaring Sword, the soft gold mirror and other items that Zhao Zheng had collected were not placed on them.
Hua Zao had already promised to leave it to him, so there was no need to discuss how to distribute it.
Each silver note placed on the table has a huge denomination, the lowest is five thousand taels. In addition to the silver notes, there are also several valuable jewelry, including a piece of snow-white jade, a gold necklace and several rings.
It's something that belongs to Wei Yiyang.
In order to prevent the walls from having ears, Zihua used the method of sound transmission to send the sound into Zhao Zheng's ears, so that others could not hear anything even if they stood aside.
"Last night, you were dragged into danger by me, and you almost lost your life because of it. You obviously hired me to protect you. But in the end, I brought you danger, and I am very sorry about it. Here.
Later, thanks to your reminder, I helped me fight
I defeated Wei Dali and reversed the decline, and you also helped kill many of Wei Yiyang's lackeys. In short, in short, you really helped me a lot last night, and I must give you a share of this huge sum of money.
, otherwise I will feel uneasy." Zihua said in a voice.
Zhao Zheng did not know the method of transmitting sound, so he could only write with his fingers on the table. He wrote in a swish manner: "I am very satisfied with the secret book of Eight-Armed Fist and those miscellaneous items. The money is not much.
Interested, if you insist on giving me some, you might as well agree to protect me for free for a few months. In this way, wouldn't everyone be happy?"
Zihua's eyes lit up, she nodded, and continued: "This is a good idea. I got the money I wanted. And you got a powerful bodyguard. I think we can do it as you said.
.From today on, I will be your bodyguard for free and will protect you for half a year. From now on, come rain or shine, just follow your orders."
Zhao Zheng was overjoyed. After half a year, it helped him a lot, and it was more than just a trip to those two dangerous places. With a smile on his face, he quickly scratched the surface of the table and wrote: "That's it.
Yes. The money is yours, and you are mine."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zihua stopped using the voice method and scolded her with a smile.
"It's just a slip of the tongue." Zhao Zheng said with a smile.
"If you make another slip of the tongue, I will fine you money. Although I promised to be your bodyguard for free, it does not mean that all the money is free. You still have to pay for the expenses on the road. If you violate the rules
, you still have to pay a fine.”
"You just made more than two hundred thousand taels of silver, why are you so stingy that you want even this little money from me?"
"This is not called stinginess, this is called rules. Rules cannot be changed casually." Zihua smiled and blinked, regaining her former lively vigor and becoming the money-obsessed person she once was.
"It seems that I have to fall into the rules set by you in the past six months." Zhao Zheng said with a bitter smile.
"It's not that you fell into the trap of the rules I set, but it was your wallet that fell into the trap of the rules I set."
"Qianbao, you died so miserably..."
Zi Huan was amused and laughed brightly. After she had laughed enough, she changed the subject and once again used the sound transmission method. She whispered: "The situation was urgent last night and I was in a hurry. I didn't have time to ask carefully, how could you do this?"
Do you know the flaw in the acupuncture points on Wei Dali’s body?”
For a martial arts master, the flaw "covering the door" in his body is related to his life. It must be a secret among secrets and will not be leaked easily. Zhao Zheng and Wei Dali have never known each other, but they know the most important thing about Wei Dali.
Secret, this is really strange and will inevitably arouse suspicion.
Zhao Zheng had guessed that Zihua would ask him this question sooner or later, so he wrote calmly on the table: "I know it by chance, but I can't explain it. I hope you won't get to the bottom of it."
The mystery in Zihua's heart could not be solved, and she looked disappointed, but she quickly disappeared without a trace and returned to normal. She said in a voice: "Okay. Since you don't want to say it, forget it, and I won't force you. This
In this world, everyone will inevitably have some secrets that they don’t want to tell others.”
"That's right." Zhao Zheng nodded and wrote quickly on the table.
"You don't want to tell me why you knew about Wei Dali's flaw, and I don't want to mention my life experience. It's best for you to forget what Wei Yiyang said last night. Don't ask me, and don't
Mention it to outsiders." Zihua's expression suddenly became serious, these words were not a discussion, but an order.
"Don't worry, I'll pretend I didn't hear anything last night. I won't take it seriously, let alone talk nonsense to others." Zhao Zheng wrote an oath on the table.
"That's good."
In fact, even if Zi Huan refused to elaborate, Zhao Zheng also knew Zi Huan’s life background and sympathized with her. He thought about it, and for the purpose of comforting Zi Huan, he said: "Zi Huan, what is past is past.
, no matter what you have experienced in the past, it has become a thing of the past. The most important thing is who you are now and what you want to do. There is a saying that goes well, everything in the past is like dying yesterday, and everything in the future is like living today."
When Zihua heard the words, she was touched and murmured in a low voice: "Everything in the past is like dying yesterday, and everything in the future is like living today. This sentence is really good." (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome.
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