When the morning sun shines on the earth, the quiet town gradually comes to life, and the sound of firecrackers can be heard in the distance, intermittent, filled with the residual warmth of the joy of the New Year.
Song Yiyuan got up a little later.
Coming down from the second floor, Song Yiyuan was in a good mood and wanted to breathe some fresh air. As soon as he stepped out, he saw three people with their hands and feet tied, kneeling in a row on the ground.
"Ho!"
Song Yiyuan was startled.
He warned: "Although it's Chinese New Year, there's no need to be so polite. I didn't prepare any red envelopes."
The three of them had their mouths gagged, whining and unable to speak.
Song Yiyuan was confused, wondering if it was local custom or a new type of scam. At this time, Mo Qing came out of the kitchen on the first floor with a plate of steamed buns.
"Those who were sent by the New World to keep an eye on them, don't worry about them." Mo Qing took a bite of the steamed bun and frowned.
In the past, she was used to living in poverty, so she was not picky about food, but recently when she was staying with Jiang Ke, her mouth was filled with Jiang Ke's mouth. She actually found the steamed buns dry and unpalatable.
"New World just sent these three rookies to follow?"
Song Yiyuan took a steamed bun from Mo Qing's plate.
He ate quite deliciously.
"Rookie?" Mo Qing glanced at the three people with gray faces, a little funny, and teased Song Yiyuan, "Why don't you go and compete with them?"
"..."
Song Yiyuan had half a piece of steamed bun in his mouth, and he realized something later.
Of course New World will not send rookies here.
The reason why these three look so "rookie" is because they met Mo Qing...
Song Yiyuan decided to follow Mo Qing.
The three stalkers were discovered by Mo Qing, and it took some effort for Mo Qing to tie them back. But she didn't ask any questions. After learning their identities, she tied them up and knelt at the door.
In Mo Qing's words, it's the Chinese New Year, and it's auspicious.
Jiang Ke and Chi Shi woke up when Mo Qing came back, and didn't say anything when they saw the scene at the door.
Jiang Ke went out for a walk but didn't find the breakfast shop. When he came back, he rummaged through the refrigerator in the kitchen and steamed some frozen dumplings and steamed buns to make do with.
Chi Shi learned from the owner of the B&B that the shuttle bus to the next town was gone, so he went out to solve the transportation problem first.
After Jiang Ke, Mo Qing, and Song Yiyuan had solved the problem of food and clothing, Chi Shi also came back.
Chi Shi brought good news: "There are no rental cars in town, but I met someone who goes to the next town. His family has a private car and he is willing to give us a ride."
Mo Qing asked: "What time do we leave?"
Chi Shi said: "Right away."
"Where's the car?"
"Stop at the intersection." Chi Shi said, "I came here by car."
Everyone: "..."
The incident happened suddenly, and several people didn't expect to be in such a hurry, so they hurried upstairs to pack their luggage.
When leaving the B&B, the three were still kneeling at the door. Song Yiyuan couldn't help but ask: "What should they do?"
Mo Qing glanced casually: "Let them kneel down, do you still want to take them as food?"
The three people kneeling: "..." Your idea is a bit dangerous.
The three people standing: "..." The situation has not reached that point yet.
So the three unlucky ones continued to kneel like this. There was only one employee at the B&B, who was already frightened by the aura of Mo Qing when he brought the three of them back. He met Mo Qing and retreated to his room...
You won't be able to get out for a while.
*
After getting into the car smoothly, the four of them arrived at their final destination just after noon.
After the four people put their luggage at the hotel, they went out to buy some food and didn't come back until evening.
The weather is good today. The sunset is gorgeous and colorful. The setting sun has coated the town with a layer of blood red. The locust trees on both sides of the hotel are swaying in the evening breeze and their leaves are rustling.
The peaceful and peaceful atmosphere suddenly collapsed the moment the four of them stepped into the hotel.
A strong sense of oppression and murderous aura came towards me, and the dangerous factors in the air were so strong that they seemed to condense into liquid, so heavy that even my breathing became heavier.
There were ten or twenty people standing in the hall.
Everyone was enveloped in a murderous aura.
The originally spacious space became extremely cramped due to their presence.
Among this group of people, three men with bruises and swollen faces stood out the most.
——They are people of the new world.
"You are finally back."
Came a pretending gentle voice.
The four of them looked up and saw several men scattering on their own initiative, while Xiao Yuqun got up from the sofa and walked slowly over, his steps slow and leisurely.
Song Yiyuan's face darkened.
The hand holding the shopping bag unconsciously exerted force and clenched into a fist.
"How long did it take?"
Mo Qing took half a step forward without leaving a trace, blocking Song Yiyuan, signaling him not to act rashly.
Xiao Yuqun walked closer: "Follow you both."
His eyes seemed to be smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
Fake.
"See what this means," Mo Qing tilted his head and glanced at the men, "Are you going to follow them?"
Xiao Yuqun's smile deepened: "Of course."
He explained: "It is not safe for the four of you to go into the deep mountains and wild forests. We are all sent by the Lord to protect you."
"Your Majesty?" Mo Qing was happy when he heard the title, "Your leader?"
"Yes."
Mentioning this, Xiao Yuqun suppressed a smile and looked quite serious.
He added: "He should have said hello to you on New Year's Eve."
"oh?"
Mo Qing squinted his eyes, thinking about something unpleasant.
She suddenly smiled: "So, that letter was written by him?"
Xiao Yuqun did not answer, but it was equivalent to acquiescence.
"Tsk."
Among the four people, Mo Qing, the only one with empty hands, moved his joints.
"Okay, his etiquette has been fulfilled, but since he is not around, I have to make do..." Mo Qing turned his neck and raised his eyes the next moment, murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.
