Back Off, Let Me Come

The slave boy tried hard to keep up with Lin Feng.

There are ten personal guards in front who have been waiting for a long time.

"Get on your horse and let's go."

Lin Feng turned onto his horse with a single movement.

The slave boy was also assigned an old horse. He mounted the horse vigorously and neatly, like an expert who had been galloping on horseback all year round. As soon as he sat down, he noticed Lin Feng's gaze: "But what's wrong with me?"

Lin Feng asked: "Are you good at riding and shooting?"

The slave boy's answer was accurate. He smiled and said: "How can any Shiwu tribesman not be good at bow and horse? As soon as he is old enough to walk and jump, he will be able to do it on horseback." The youngest son of the family is the one who is the most favored. Naturally skilled with bow and horse.

Lin Feng was noncommittal.

He just said indifferently: "Follow me."

Night patrol is her habit. No matter when there is a war or not, she feels uncomfortable if she doesn't go out for a walk. By the way, she can also serve as a security patrol, killing two birds with one stone. Since the valley had been captured during the day, the lord led his army to speed up the pace and settle here before nightfall. To Lin Feng, this place was completely unfamiliar, but the slave boy was indeed very familiar with it.

After all, he has been working here for a month.

With Lin Feng's tacit consent, the slave boy was only half a body behind her and was speechless all the way. It was he who took the initiative to stir up the topic: "Watching at night, aren't there enough people?" Once there is danger, the group may not be able to get the message out. Went out.

Lin Feng said: "That's not the purpose."

The slave boy was curious but did not ask.

Lin Feng took the initiative and said, "To find someone."

Whenever he encountered a possible hiding place, he would search it carefully, and his behavior seemed very strange to the slave boy.

"Who are you looking for?"

Lin Feng said: "Someone who is about the same age as you."

The slave boy said sincerely: "In this valley? What are its characteristics? Maybe I have seen it before and can help."

Lin Feng shook his head: "I don't know."

This answer puzzled the slave boy.

However, the side of Lin Feng's face seemed to be covered with frost, so he sensed the interest and did not continue to ask. After all, curiosity can kill a cat.

There was no harvest from the night patrol tonight.

Half an hour later, Lin Feng led the people back to the camp.

The slave boy was handed over to the guards to settle down. Lin Feng rode on the horse and blew the night wind for a while, then turned the horse's head and ran towards Gu Chi's camp. Before the candles in the tent were extinguished, Lin Feng ordered someone to announce, opened the tent and went inside: "Sir."

"Lingde is here, but what's the gain?"

Gu Chi was boringly reading chess records - speaking of it, most of these literary scholars had the same hobbies. Gu Chi, like his teacher, liked to read chess records whenever he was troubled - Lin Feng sat down opposite him. Said: "Nothing gained..."

"Look at how murderous you are, how come you have nothing to gain?"

"Although there is no gain, this person..."

Gu Chi said: "Is it consistent with what your teacher said?"

Speaking of which, he was also a disciple of Chu Yaokeng, and the scribe's way of "a dark willow and a bright flower" was not reliable, and the dreams did not provide clear instructions. He said that he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go... But if he met his conditions, Shi Wu could find hundreds of thousands, and he could still kill them all? If he really had this ability, Shiwu would have been crushed long ago. When Gu Chi looked at Lin Feng, the little girl was going to be possessed by a demon.

Lin Feng said: "It really matches."

Matching means you can kill.

Gu Chi disagreed: "Let's keep it for now and observe slowly. If it is fake, it can be regarded as less of a murderous crime; if it is true, how valuable is the golden knot of Queen Shiwu? I have learned before that Shiwu This kind of experience is, on the surface, left to fend for itself, but behind the scenes, there are people watching. It is said to be experience, but it is just going around in a circle to gain a resounding reputation..."

To put it bluntly, it is to gild.

Lin Feng suddenly understood what Gu Chi said.

How could the most noble prince of Shiwu become a slave?

According to the salt seller's story, when he bought the son, the latter was indeed in a state of poverty. After being bought by him, he encountered refugee robbers. As long as the salt dealer was trapped, the slave boy was imprisoned for as long. How does this look like the gilded journey of the second generation of the government?

It seemed like something went wrong along the way and he had to do it to save his life, or maybe - he had more plans.

These mysteries can only be revealed one by one.

Gu Chi: "Anyway, I have the person in my hand and can kill him at any time."

If you can hook out the big fish behind your back, you will make a lot of money.

Lin Feng was naturally moved.

"Students understand."

Even if you want to kill, you have to squeeze out the value before killing.

"But...he made a suspicious move to inquire about the lord's identity today..." Lin Feng expressed his worries, "If he tries to hurt the lord like the teacher in his dream..."

No matter what interests he has behind it...

One hundred people were killed.

Gu Chi frowned: "Keep a close eye on this matter. I will report this matter to the lord and see how he decides."

These worries are all based on the assumption that the slave boy is the target. If he is not, they are worrying blindly. Lin Feng nodded and said, "I'll trouble you, sir. It's late at night and the students have to leave." Lin Feng was still worried.

They met Xu Quan who was working the night shift.

Although there is no need to continue pretending now, Xu Quan seems to like the current situation very much. He relies on his good looks to tease people everywhere, and among them, the honest people headed by Xian Yujian suffer the consequences. With the additional preferential treatment from his master, he enjoyed dressing up in women's clothing.

But he is a real man after all. It's okay when he consciously restrains himself. But when no one is around in private, Xu Quan's behavior starts to go wild. It's really annoying to watch.

"Hey, what's wrong with Miss Lingde? She looks sad?"

Lin Feng didn't hide anything.

Her important responsibilities are known to several high-level officials.

Xu Quan touched his chin and quickly came up with an idea. He puffed up his chest and said, "It's easy. Do you want me to take action?"

Lin Feng: "???"

Xu Quan touched his face, narcissistically.

"Since ancient times, heroes have had trouble with beauties."

Lin Feng: "..."