The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

"How did this war come into your mouth, and you say it so easily?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Yundong and Yi Zilan stopped and looked downstairs together.

Then I saw a rough man sitting in the corner of the lobby, eating a steamed bun in his hand, and the steamed bun kept spraying out when he was talking.

He probably felt it was a waste, so he covered his mouth and took a hard drink from the teacup on the table. After swallowing it, he looked at the storyteller again, "You also said that the group of soldiers got into the town, the town Are so many people living here, are they all right? Those people are all ruthless people, and they entered the town for the purpose of slaughtering. Such a big town, coming to you, seems like an empty city."

The storyteller was blocked by him, frowned, and retorted, "Since General Xie anticipated the danger, he will naturally arrange for the people to evacuate in advance."

"It's easy for you to say, so many people have to be arranged, can there be no rumors to disclose it? As long as a little news is revealed, will the soldiers of the country of Li still fall into the trap?"

Mr. Storyteller's face turned blue and white for a while, "Lieutenant General Bian has many soldiers in his hands, can't we handle this?"

"Tsk, you seem to know it very well, and you haven't seen it with your own eyes, so you're just playing tricks here. As long as you're not a fool, you can hear the flaws. It's boring. It's boring to hear you tell the book. Little Er, check out."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to argue with the storyteller anymore, so he threw a few copper plates, picked up the pole and hemp rope placed in the corner, carried it on his shoulders and walked outside.

However, the others were gone, but what they said obviously caused waves in the hearts of everyone.

The person who originally thought that Mr. Storyteller's story was enthusiastic, after hearing his words, the expression on his face turned gray and he lost his energy.

Gu Yundong and Yi Zilan upstairs looked at each other, "This person is shaking people's hearts."

"I don't think he's like an ordinary farmer." Yi Zilan narrowed his eyes, dropped the melon seeds in his hand, and got up, "I'll follow you over there."

"Okay." Gu Yundong nodded, "Be careful."

Yi Zilan immediately turned around and walked out the door of the wing.

After Gu Yundong watched him go out, he retracted his gaze and looked downstairs again.

There are already many people in the lobby whispering to Mr. Storyteller. The latter is indeed a man who lives by his lips. Although his face is flushed and very ugly, he still calms down, and it doesn't take long for the atmosphere to heat up again. .

As soon as Gu Yundong exhaled, he saw a figure walking out of the crowd, leaving the restaurant in a hurry, as if to chase the middle-aged man.

Gu Yundong stared at the figure for a while, then dropped the melon seeds in his hand the next moment, and walked directly to the door of the wing.

Shao Wen was stunned, and quickly followed, "Madam, what happened?"

"I saw a familiar person, go check it out."

When the two of them just went out, they happened to meet Xiao Er who came to serve the food. Seeing that they were going to leave, they immediately became anxious, "Ke Guan, the dish has not been eaten yet."

"You put this dish first, don't serve the other dishes, wait for us to come back and eat it." Gu Yundong said, and directly threw a piece of broken silver to the young man, but he turned a corner and disappeared from his eyes.

The broken silver fell on the tray in the little second-hand, and it rolled in a circle.

Xiao Er suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, raised his neck and turned back, "Understood, guest officer."