After the Fairy Disappeared

  So they haven't given up hope yet. As long as the time has not passed, they will not leave early. "

  The mirror reminded him: "You are all assuming that Mr. Mai didn't communicate with the people behind the scenes. What if they have already contacted?"

   "It doesn't hurt to try it out, at most it's a bit of idle work. Even if you wink at the blind, what's the big deal?" Who can't afford the cost of trial and error? Anyway, it wasn't him, "Besides, according to my inference, they should have never seen Mr. Mai."

"Why?"

   "He doesn't even live here, but all the clues we get from him point to Baisha. Isn't this interesting?"

  The soul-absorbing mirror wondered: "Doesn't he live in Baishahuang? Didn't the old man who guarded the gate for him in Shuanglu Town say that he always passes through Baishahuang?"

   "If he lives here for a long time, why doesn't he buy a house?" He Lingchuan said softly, "He only lives in inns in Baishazhen, and he has lived in several hotels, and Zhong Sunmou has records."

   "So Baisha is not his residence, but the long-term residence of the people behind the scenes."

  The mirror felt incredible: "Wait a minute, you said Mr. Mai led us here?"

   "Otherwise?" He Lingchuan has been skeptical since he received the "Record of Respecting the Gods". The recent series of events have deepened his speculation, "He has led all the clues here, why bother to destroy it first?"

  He paused, "Besides, we can verify it now."

  The mirror was puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

  He Lingchuan put down the work in his hands and stood up: "Call work."

  …

   It's the second quarter of the hour.

  The occupancy rate of Chaohu Teahouse is only 20%:

  The blind date that was not high-end and grand enough has been discussed, and the two parties seemed to break up unhappy, and each paid for the tea and left.

  There are only two tables left.

  At this time, a man in white came up from downstairs, and at the same time slowed down, his eyes scanned the tower, as if looking for someone.

  On the fourth floor, there are only seven tea guests and tourists, and you can see it all at a glance.

  He looks at people, and others look at him.

  But like other tourists, he did not take a seat. He just walked to the corridor on the edge of the pagoda and turned around, as if watching the scenery.

  He was wearing Yanghu white clothes. He was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, and a veiled cap on his head. The shape of this thing is basically a hat as wide as a bamboo hat with silk nets hanging around it to block the wind and sun.

   Baisha has a lot of water, and there are many mosquitoes on the shore. It is not uncommon for fishermen and travelers to wear this kind of hat.

   But the mesh of this drapery hat is so dense that it basically covers the face, with only a little outline showing.

  The man walked around, went to the tea stand, picked up two packs of dried sweet potatoes, weighed them, took out a small piece of loose silver from his waist, and threw it to the waiter.

   While doing these actions, the red jade finger on the right hand of the man in white was exposed.

   "I'll give you change."

   At this time, the two tea guests had finished talking and were about to get up when the waiter suddenly dropped a few pennies on the ground. He squatted down on the ground to pick it up, inadvertently glanced up from bottom to top.

   This movement was subconscious, but after looking away, he seemed to remember something, and looked up again, his eyes were straight, and he forgot to get up.

  The man in white would naturally not ignore his action.

  He stepped back, turned his head and glanced at the tea room, and suddenly turned around and went downstairs.

  The man quickly got up and called him: "Hey, guest officer, I'm looking for your money!"

  The man in white ignored him and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

  The old man came to check out and asked the clerk, "What's wrong with you?"

   "He, his face..." The man in white had already disappeared at the stairs, and the man was still looking there, "It looks familiar, where did I see it?"

   While he was talking, two craftsmen from the repair team came over and asked him for a cup of tea.

   After the man in white went downstairs, he stood at the gate of Chaohu Tower and looked around.

  Just as a few officials passed by, he lowered his head and pressed the cap with his hands, before he mixed into the crowd on the street and walked east quickly.

  Rows of low houses are surrounded by Chaohu Pagoda, including private houses and shops, which make it stand out from the crowd.

  Only a dozen or so breaths after the man in white left the pagoda, three people came out of the short house opposite the Chaohu Pagoda, all dressed as civilians, and they walked eastward at a leisurely pace.

  The man in white walked faster and faster, and got into the carriage and horse stall on the corner of the street.

   In just a blink of an eye, before the three behind could catch up, the man in white had already led a sorrel horse out.

   Obviously this was deposited by him before.

  These car and horse dealers not only rent out business, but also store and manage them, which is very convenient.

   Chaohu Tower is in the suburbs, and there are no traffic restrictions on the road. The man in white got on his horse and started running with a clatter, pulling the three people who were chasing him farther and farther away.

  This guy is quite vigilant, and if he feels abnormal in the tower, he plans to leave Baishazhen directly and never stay.

  His behavior obviously exceeded the expectations of others.

  Those three people didn't know what happened to him in the tower, but they all accepted the task, so they had to temporarily turn into a carriage and horse dealer to buy horses, and then hurriedly chased after him.

  They originally wanted to rent three horses, but they had to pay a deposit before registering for renting a car and horse, which was troublesome and time-consuming. The three of them couldn't do it, and they didn't rent it anymore, and just threw money to buy it.

   This is simply.

  However, one of them did not have enough money, so he borrowed money from his companions to make up enough money to buy the horses.

   After such a delay, a lot of time has passed.

   Fortunately, the men in white didn't gallop on their horses. They jumped on their horses and chased after them, and the distance could be gradually narrowed.

   There was also a magpie in the sky chasing the man in white, and landed on treetops and roofs from time to time.

   Seeing that the distance between the two sides was less than ten feet away, the three of them were about to speed up, when more than ten riders jumped out of the nearby woods, all dressed as soldiers, and the leader pointed at the figure in white and shouted: "I found it, it's him!"

  The sound of horseshoes behind him was chaotic, and the man in white turned his head on the horse's back to take a look. Without saying a word, he swung his whip to drive the horse!

   "Don't run, or you will be shot to death!" The chasing soldiers shouted.

  The man in white fled faster.

  Beside the road is a sorghum field, which grows gratifyingly and turns into an endless green gauze tent in this season.

  The man in white simply jumped in on his horse.

  Baisha is rich in sorghum wine, which is widely planted in the countryside, and its plant height is one to one and a half feet (3-5 meters). The man in white rushed in with his horse and his men. As long as he lowered his head, it would be difficult for the pursuers to see him, and he could only distinguish his position by listening.

   This boundless field is a big maze, and anyone who enters will be dizzy.

  The three deliberately lagged behind the pursuers by a few positions, and came two steps behind.

   Of course, more than a dozen pursuers also entered the sorghum field, and disappeared in the green gauze tent in an instant, only the sound of people and horses.

  The three stopped in front of the sorghum field and looked at each other.

   To chase, or not to chase?

  The superiors want them to keep a close eye on them. It is best to bring them back. If they can't bring them back, then...

  The leader thought for a while, and said decisively: "Chase!"

  The pursuers may lose their way, but they won't, because the magpie monster has been leading the way. With the eyes of the sky, this maze-like green gauze tent can help them find the target and stop the pursuers.

  One of them turned his horse's head and went back to report first; the other two saw the black and white figure of the magpie flying in mid-air, and chased straight into the sorghum field.

  After running for more than twenty feet, a mountain of meat suddenly appeared in front of him.

  The two reined in urgently, but one of them still couldn't stop.

   There was a bang, and people were thrown off their feet.

  The Roshan turned around, his face full of confusion and panic.

   It turned out to be a wild cow hiding in the green gauze tent and stealing food. He thought that the tall sorghum poles could cover his whereabouts, but he didn't expect that two short-sighted people rushed in from outside and bumped into its buttocks.

  Brute Bull thought he had been caught, so he was the first to be frightened, so he kicked his hooves and ran away rumbling.

  It is like a bulldozer, going all the way, flattening a large area of ​​sorghum.

   Countless birds flew down from the sky, scrambling to eat the sorghum tassels that fell to the ground.

   "He's fucking!" The two cursed.

  There were too many birds, chirping everywhere, flying small bodies everywhere, and they couldn't see where the magpie was right away.

   You can only chase in the original direction.

   After running for more than ten feet like this, the birds in the field suddenly startled again, and the sound of flapping their wings was particularly loud.

  A goshawk swooped down and pinned down a certain unlucky egg in the field.

   There was chaos all around, with the sound of wind, human voices, horses singing, and birds singing, making it even more difficult for the two to distinguish their positions.

  The sorghum pole on the left suddenly rustled, which was different from the sound of the wind, and then a scorched brown figure jumped out, as fast as lightning.

  The horse neighed, and the man stood up.

   But the knight on its back has been thrown down.

   Until then, the deafening roar exploded in human ears.

  In the green gauze tent, there is actually a fierce tiger squatting!

  As soon as the tiger demon appeared, it bit the prey's shoulder and held on, its giant claws pressed the collarbone, and the tiger's head twisted slightly.

  Only hearing a crisp "click", the man's shoulder joint was dislocated.

   This scene happened too fast, and it took less than one and a half breaths for the Tigers to attack and succeed.

  The person who was knocked down lost his ability to fight back before he recovered his senses, and saw a **** mouth in front of him again, with sharp teeth gleaming coldly.

  He screamed loudly in fright.

  Another knight slashed at the back of the tiger with a knife. Unexpectedly, the tiger seemed to have eyes behind its back, and it flew over after turning over without losing a single hair. On the contrary, the prey it bit was forced to bend half a circle, screaming like a pig in pain.

  The knight saw that he didn't know that he was ambushed, and he didn't care to rescue his companions, so he turned his horse back and fled.

  But he saw people and horses approaching from all directions, surrounding him in a circle.

  The man in white they were chasing earlier stood at the forefront, took off his veiled cap and used it as a fan, and slapped himself twice: "Have you not dismounted and surrendered? Do you want to lose an arm or a broken leg?"

   This person, of course, is Young Master He.

   Surrounded by heavy siege, the tiger's suppressed growl came from behind. This man's eyes fluttered, obviously he had other thoughts.

  He Lingchuan immediately said: "Don't make any wrong thoughts, your companion will confess, and your death will be in vain!"

  The companion's humming and pain continued, but he was full of breath, and it didn't look like he was dying.

  The man finally gave up, jumped off the horse and raised his hand: "I surrender, don't kill me!"

  The soldiers rushed forward and tied the two people up like rice dumplings.

  He Lingchuan stepped forward and asked, "Whose subordinates are you?"

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