The steaming heat in the tea shop makes people feel lazy.
Xu Dao ate a bowl of good tea with lotus seeds, peanuts, rock sugar and fried rice. It made him feel full and made him feel happy.
He sat on the table, listening to the storyteller in the tea shop, and talking to the waiter in the tea shop.
During this period, the waiter also came and went, taking care of the guests at other tables, but because Xu Dao had enough money, the other party's attention was mostly focused on Xu Dao.
In just one cup of tea, Xu Daohaosheng enjoyed the smoke of fireworks in the tea shop, and the cold feeling on his body was reduced a little, and the smell of people became more full.
After taking the last sip of tea, Xu Dao knocked on the table and called the waiter over again.
"Since the road to Shezhao is difficult, does the team at Liujiazhuangzi have strong manpower?"
The waiter at the tea shop rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said in detail: "Yes, in that convoy, there were only forty or fifty people in the caravan with knives and sticks, and bodyguards, and six mules and horses."
More than ten horses, and more than ten fine carriages nailed with copper nails..."
As he spoke, the waiter suddenly lowered his voice and said: "I heard that the team also hired a genuine Taoist priest who is good at catching ghosts and hiding foxes. According to what the shopkeeper said, with this guy here, the team will not be considered a jerk.
Beat the dog."
Xu Dao thought about the term "catching ghosts and subduing foxes" mentioned by the waiter, and thought to himself: "Could he be a Taoist disciple?"
"Most likely. If there are only good mortals like bodyguards on this road, it will be difficult for them to survive when encountering monsters. They must be protected by practitioners to ensure safety."
The waiter on the side saw that he had put down his bowls and chopsticks and drank all the tea in his cup, so he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, are you leaving the city to find the convoy?"
"But I would like to suggest that you buy some things in our county first. If nothing else, you should buy some more clothes. You see, it was sunny and sunny yesterday, but it is cold today. If you go into the mountains,
, the humidity is too heavy, I’m afraid it will be even colder.”
At the end, the waiter paused and said, "Also, if you go to that convoy, you must carry a knife with you. It's a sword."
After saying this, the waiter stopped saying a word. He just stood in front of the table with a low eyebrow and wiped the table.
After Xu Dao heard what the other party said, he couldn't help but look at his own attire.
When he left the White Bone Temple, he had specially changed his clothes and burned all the Taoist robes from the White Bone Temple. But because he had no other clothes on hand, he still wore the Taoist robe.
Fortunately, in addition to Taoists, many people in the world also like to wear Taoist robes, especially some wealthy people who worship immortals and follow Taoism. This is not surprising to Xu Dao.
Moreover, the few village shops he passed before did not have specialized tailoring shops. It would take a long time to make a piece of clothing. He was too lazy to delay, so he never changed out of his clothes.
But now that I have found a county town, there should be a tailor shop in the city. Xu Dao can go to the shop to buy some other styles of clothes, which will make it easier for him to hide his whereabouts.
As for the waiter's last words, most likely the waiter saw Xu Dao's skinny skin and tender flesh, his appearance of no martial arts skills, and his young age, so he thought Xu Dao was a playboy, so he secretly advised him to be careful and not to take advantage of his own family.
He didn't take his life seriously, but also gave him a small suggestion.
Xu Dao laughed in his heart after understanding what the other party said, but what the other party said was reasonable.
Now that he has not completely left the realm of the White Bone Temple, it is better for him to keep a low profile, and there is a practitioner in the convoy he wants to team up with. It is best for him to change his makeup and pretend to be a ranger, which will be more effective.
Cover people's eyes and ears.
"That's right! The donkey is easy to ride, but the cold wind is hard to blow." Xu Dao agreed. He took out a few silver beans from his sleeve and said to the waiter:
"Can you please show me the tailor shops and sword shops in the city? I'll also steam some dry food and take it with you."
Hearing what Xu Dao said, the waiter muttered in his heart: "This guy really wants to walk on a mountain road!"
But he immediately showed joy, put the rag on his body, and said quickly: "The two shops are not far away, how about you sit here now, and I will call the tailor for you directly?"
Seeing that the tea shop had a wide range of business and the waiter could help with errands, Xu Dao was too lazy to move himself and nodded directly.
Not long after.
The sky was gloomy, and thin raindrops were falling like needles, making it difficult to see what the sun was like. The old guard guarding the gate was squinting his eyes, wondering when he could close the door after work.
Jingle bell! A copper bell rings.
A fat donkey suddenly ran out of the county town with small steps. The donkey's hooves stepped on the stone slabs, making a clicking sound.
The old soldier looked up and found that the man riding on the donkey was a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, who was at the age to show off his ferocity.
The young man was dressed in swaying blue clothes, with an iron sword on his waist, a datewood scabbard and a linen handle. He had a thin cheek and cold eyebrows. He was dressed like a bad boy, and he looked extremely handsome.
If it weren't for the fact that he was riding a donkey instead of a horse, such a figure would definitely attract the favor of young ladies in the county town.
This man was none other than Xu Dao. He changed his attire like a good man, rode a donkey and ran out of the city gate in the drizzle.
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The Liujiazhuangzi mentioned by the waiter at the tea shop is more than ten miles away from the county seat, so the distance is not too far.
Xu Dao didn't run for long before he rode a donkey to Zhuangzi.
The nearby hills are undulating, but the roads are very wide, and there are signs that there are often vehicles and horses coming and going. When Xu Dao entered the village at dusk, the noise of people and the smell of cattle and horses suddenly came.
Most of the people coming and going in the village were people carrying knives and guns. There were also several butter torches lit on the field, burning brightly and evaporating the drizzle falling from the sky.
Xu Dao grabbed one of the people in Zhuangzi, asked about it, and then set his sights on the largest convoy in Zhuangzi.
More than a dozen large carriages were crowded together, and the goods were slowly moving around. There were people walking around constantly. Among them, there was a table propped up in front of one of the carriages facing the Zhuangzi gate.
Many people in Zhuangzi were sitting in front of the table, and from time to time someone would come forward, sign and pledge, and sneak into the motorcade.
This convoy is what the waiter in the county said. It is recruiting the last wave of good players and will set off before dawn tomorrow to rush to Shezhao.
Xu Dao watched for a few times, then led his own donkey and came closer.
The person sitting behind the table turned out to be a maid-looking person. She said without raising her head: "The skills are different, and the wages are different. Please show me your skills."
"No wages required, let's go together." Xu Dao took out a stack of copper plates from his sleeve and laid them out on the table, "Is that enough?"
Hey! The donkey brayed, shook its head, and the copper bell on its neck jingled.
When the maid heard this, she raised her head in surprise, and her eyes immediately saw the appearance of a young man in a green shirt and black hair who was leading a donkey and carrying a sword.
Xu Dao raised his head and smiled at the other party.