Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 114

"cost?"

Although it was different from what he said before, Mo Qiu didn't get angry, but only showed contemplation.

After a pause, he said:

"I don't know, Lord Hou, what do you want?"

"Crackling..."

The carriage shook slightly, making harsh and piercing sounds, as if it might collapse at any moment.

The curtain of the car was pulled open from the inside, revealing the face of a fat middle-aged man.

It was Lord Hou.

Hou Ye's eyes were not big at all, but when he was squeezed by the fat, they narrowed into a line, and he couldn't even notice it if he didn't look carefully.

He looked at Mo Qiu and nodded slightly, saying:

"Mr. Hou has been walking this road for seven or eight years, and the rules have not changed. The road fare is twenty taels of silver per person."

"But for Dr. Mo's sake of consulting my concubine's room, I will charge you fifty taels of silver!"

"Uh..." Mo Qiu was stunned:

"Master Hou, one person is twenty taels. There are two of us in total. Is it wrong to charge fifty taels?"

"Wrong calculation?" Lord Hou chuckled lightly:

"Mr. Hou is not very good at other things, but he can't make mistakes when dealing with money. Doctor Mo must have forgotten something."

He raised his head and gestured:

"Isn't there a dead man beside Dr. Mo?"

"Dead people also want money?" Mo Qiu's mouth twitched.

"Hey!" Master Hou sighed, as if a few simple words had exhausted all his strength.

Then put down the car curtain, and said in a leisurely voice:

"If Doctor Mo is willing to keep the corpse, he can also save twenty taels of silver."

"I'm afraid you won't!"

Don't ask for nature to refuse.

Even if the walking corpse inside has not been recovered, it is impossible to abandon the coffin after traveling thousands of miles.

He pondered for a while and asked:

"Master Hou, I don't know something."

"tell me the story."

"If you want to enter Dong'an Mansion, do you have to give money?"

"You don't have to." Hou Ye's laughter came from inside the carriage:

"The border is so long, if you think you won't be discovered by the government soldiers, you can choose a place to break through."

"Then..." Mo Qiu opened his mouth:

"Did everyone in the team pay money?"

"Heh..." Lord Hou chuckled lightly:

"Mr. Hou thinks about it, but it's a pity that some people can't afford it, so there is no way."

"What will happen to those who can't afford it?"

Mo Qiu asked again, but this time, there was no answer in the carriage, but Jiaotou took the initiative to take a step forward.

"Doctor Mo, you can go back and think about it slowly, there are still a few days before you reach the border." He stretched out his hand and said:

"Master Hou is tired, please go back!"

Mo Qiu raised his head, glanced at the motionless carriage, changed his eyes back and forth, and then nodded.

On the way back, Jiaotou glanced around, lowered his voice and said:

"Doctor Mo, don't talk too much about what happened just now when you get back, otherwise it will be very difficult for the brothers."

"Understood." Mo Qiu heard the words and sighed lightly.

Obviously, the people who followed Lord Hou across the border were only a few people in the team who had paid.

What about others?

Although he didn't know it clearly, he thought it would not end well.

Thinking of this, Mo Qiu suddenly covered his mouth and coughed lightly, the cough was so loud that his whole body was shaking.

"Doctor Mo?" Jiaotou's expression changed.

"No... I'm fine." Mo Qiu shook his head vigorously, and stretched out his hand, the palm was already stained with blood.

Jiaotou showed worry, but he didn't notice that Mo Qiu's eyes were full of joy.

Visceral residue!

This is the step of dragon and snake energy to cleanse and refine the viscera.

Since leaving Jiaoxing City, he has traveled thousands of miles for several months, but he still does not forget to cultivate his martial arts. With the help of many pills and even the fire dragon pendant, he has finally stepped into the gate of viscera refining.

for several years.

On the way of practicing martial arts, he has no clue at the beginning, to the first glimpse of the way, until he has learned something.

Refining dirty!

In Jiaoxing City, he is a real master.

Even in other places where martial arts are prosperous, it is the cornerstone of being able to become an acquired martial artist.

No matter where it is placed, it is no longer a role that is ignored at will.

Back to their own place, a group of people who joined the team together a few days ago are gathering together.

Qin Qingrong sat in the crowd, inconspicuous.

After several months, her complexion has long lost the pinkness it once had. In order to avoid trouble, she even used medicine to paint it into a sallow yellow.

Even the undulating body was tightly wrapped.

If the old friend was here, she would definitely not recognize her as the pharmacy lady, and would only think that she was an ordinary peasant woman from the mountain village.

It has to be said that her dress saved the two of them a lot of trouble along the way.

"Doctor Mo, you're back!" Mr. Xie, a hunchback businessman, greeted him.

Beside him, there were two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, and the three of them looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

Don't be surprised.

Apparently, they paid for it too.

But different from myself, these three people are merchants who specialize in Dong'an Mansion, and they should be regular customers of the team.

I don't know what they buy and sell, and they are willing to spend so much money.

Perhaps, they have a discount on road fare?

"Junior brother." Qin Qingrong stepped aside and asked in a low voice:

"What's the matter with you, Master Hou?"

"It's nothing, I'll follow up with that lady." Mo Qiu shook his head lightly, brushing past the road money, and asked casually:

"what are you guys saying?"

"I'm listening to Mr. Xie tell the story of a master in Dong'an Prefecture." A ragged but energetic young man next to him grinned and said:

"Mr. Xie knows so much!"

"Haha..." Mr. Xie laughed loudly:

"I'm just hearing about it. Those high-level people are too far away from me. If you haven't reached that level, who can tell if it's true or not."

As he spoke, he glanced at the young man, and there seemed to be a sigh in his eyes, but he suppressed it in an instant.

He knew very well that with this young man's wealth, he couldn't enter Dong'an Mansion at all, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"That's right." Mo Qiu nodded:

"Where did Mr. Xie talk about?"

"The Lu family, the master of Dong'an Mansion." The young man said:

"It turns out that the Lu family has been the head of Dong'an Mansion a hundred years ago, and is now the third generation."

"Oh?" Mo Qiu frowned, his eyes revealing surprise:

"There are other things."

The lord of a mansion can be passed down from generation to generation, which shows that the Lu family's control over Dong'an Mansion has surpassed that of the imperial court.

"Yes." Mr. Xie took a puff of dry cigarette, nodded and said:

"That's why I said that Dong'an Mansion is different from other places, even the soldiers in the mansion hang the signs of the Lu family."

After saying this, most of the group of people looked blank, not knowing the difference at all.

The eyes of a few people flickered and their faces were dignified.

Even the government soldiers are members of the Lu family, so Dong'an Mansion is still under the control of the court?

Can the imperial court tolerate this?

"It's also thanks to the control of Mansion Master Lu. Although the Dong'an Mansion is surrounded by rebels, it is calm and peaceful inside. The people's life is not disturbed, and the prosperity remains the same." Xie Lao tapped the pipe and continued:

"However, the government soldiers guard against outsiders and refuse refugees to enter, so it is not easy to enter."

"correct."

He smiled lightly, glanced at everyone present, lowered his voice and said meaningfully:

"I heard that the government soldiers would catch refugees and work for them, and it even became a business."

"Some people will specially bring the refugees there and exchange them for money from the soldiers."

Don't ask for a cold face.