"This is an unexpected surprise."

Chen Baiqi ignored his sigh without any ups and downs and continued: "And this group of thugs should not be people near Caocheng. Eight or ten are outsiders. According to the instructions of the villagers of Fuyi, their tracks were once stationed in the wet and dense southern forest of Fuyi Lake. The southern forest had biogas and many snakes, rats, ants and insects. Few people were willing to stay in that kind of bad place."

"Although they can't remember the specific time, they probably remember that someone had no objection to see whereabouts when he was hunting in the Nanlin in early October. At that time, they seemed to be deliberately concealing their whereabouts. They neither entered the city nor did they deceive the villagers, but they were just dormant in the forest, and they were just dormant in the forest. They were so contented. Therefore, although the villagers were suspicious, they were not afraid, and they were just guarding themselves secretly."

"As you said, these people seemed to be deliberately put on hold there waiting for dispatch." Mengchangjun buckled the table, thinking about it, but not very serious. He was lazy, as if he didn't realize how big the matter was hidden in it.

Chen Baiqi walked around him and knew that he was used to being arrogant. Even if he knew there was a big pit in front of him, he would rather let someone lie down and step by step than take a detour.

So, she would never choose him as her lord with such a personality, such temper, such a arrogant and cruel person.

Because, that is definitely not a problem with her.

She felt very distressed, but she said with a suspicion: "Their purpose should be to be authentic, but why did they choose to do it when they had the opportunity a few months ago? What is their opportunity to do it?"

According to her idea, if she wanted to "ambush", she would definitely dig a trap early. She would not have been able to dig the soil when she came.

Mengchangjun smiled faintly. When he thought of something, he turned his eyes to the darkness outside the window, his thin lips curled up sarcastically, and his thin eyes were like a chilling sickle: "I didn't come to this remote place a few months ago."

This statement is not valid, Chen Baiqi looked at him: "But the lord came half a month ago, and they didn't take action."

Mengchangjun regained his previous expression. After hearing this, he felt funny. He gently raised Chen Baiqi's round jaw and approached her, and whispered to her in a quiet voice like biting his ears: "This blocked main road in Caocheng was moved forward a few days ago. I felt that I had spent so much effort to get through the road, so I belonged to me. Therefore, I asked someone to block other trails, leave this road alone, and set up a bottom road with iron slits. Anyone who wants to pass must have to leave hard money for me to buy wine to live up to my trip. I am also tired, so I will not leave my house and keep my health."

Most people probably can't make a turn after hearing this, but Chen Baiqi quickly and courageously set up several key points.

First, Meng Tangjun blocked other people's roads, leaving others with no way out, leaving only the road he dug, so he wanted to ambush another way, so he didn't even think about it.

Second, the road he dug is not free, but an expensive road of gold. Most people don’t have to pay money if they want to enter the city. It’s better to pay one family or one family. If they pay one group of money, they will be furious for eight lifetimes!

Third, if others think of other ways to harm him, he simply doesn't go out and stay at home, so that they can't watch it and make them angry to death!

Chen Baiqi: "..." Whose family is this disaster? Take it home quickly and stop staying in the world to harm the world!

After hearing his words, she forgot that she was currently in a teased position.

In this way, these group of people who secretly wanted to kill him might have scratched their scalp and didn't get stuck in the crack.

Therefore, "authentic" is inevitable, so we found killers such as "Ji Jing" from the Assassin League, and asked professional personnel to destroy him.

Even if he doesn't leave the house, he will definitely let him "stay dead" in the house.

Having said that, Mengchangjun is not as arrogant and arrogant as Chen Baiqi thought at the beginning.

He was still prepared. Even though he didn't know that he had been "thinking about" long ago, Mengchangjun was afraid that he had done all the bad things, so he was very cautious and cherished his life. When he had nothing to do, he would stay at home, and he would just clear the field and block the road. If he wanted to kill him, unless it was unexpected, the layout arranged in advance would be too late to wait for someone to come, and it would be lost.

So there is a word called "Damage and harm for thousands of years", which is definitely based on reason and reason.

"They were probably planning for the authenticity (because no one thought that this person would block the other roads after the road was opened), because they realized that the matter might not be as comprehensive as the initial plan, so they left one more hand, and this authenticity could be attacked or retreated..." Suddenly, Chen Baiqi thought of something, his eyes lit up, like broken gems scattered on the lake surface, melting the cold moon and the shimmering stars. She grabbed Mengchangjun's finger that was as inappropriate as scratching cat hair, held it in the palm of her hand, and said seriously: "This authenticity is not only them, we can use it."

Mengchangjun first seemed to be drowning in Chen Baiqi's eyes, and his heart beat irregularly, then his eyes gently glanced at her hand holding his finger. The little hand was not moving with the man, soft and slippery, and soft like bonelessness.

Although he wanted to play with her hands for a while,... he smiled and asked as if nothing had happened: "How to use it?"

Chen Baiqi said: "The enemy is obviously prepared, so we did not go through the main gate of Caocheng, but went to the city from the tunnel, and then gathered troops to capture the evil troops and thugs hiding in the city, unexpectedly..."

"Oh, this strategy is indeed the best one, but..." Mengchangjun agreed, but considering something, he frowned in embarrassment, held her little hand in his hand and put it in his palm, saying, "But this authentic local villagers have never found it in these years. How can we do it in the short time?"

Chen Baiqi's thoughts were completely brought to a serious problem by him. She blinked her eyes seriously and felt that this was indeed a problem.

While she was thinking, she didn't realize that her hand had fallen into the hands of a person with "unpredictable intentions". She was kneaded and pinched in fun, and repeated like playing with dough.

The entrance to this tunnel must be extremely hidden. According to the villagers' instructions, the secret passage was excavated and he had to remain silent again. At that time, the officials of Caocheng were the key objects of concealment. Later, when things changed, Caocheng re-switched managers. If they knew that there was such a secret passage, they would have to be sealed and destroyed. Therefore, there were not many people who knew about this tunnel at the beginning. Except for some old people who escaped from Caocheng and settled in Fuyi Village, even the younger generation of Fuyi Village did not know.

So... how did these thugs know that it was so secret?

Or was she guessed wrongly at the beginning?

Chen Baiqi didn't believe this anymore.

Forget it, don’t think so much for the time being, find out this “authentic” first.

System: Mengchangjun likes you 10

Chen Baiqi raised his eyes in surprise when he heard the system's "ding".

It just happened to see the scene where Meng Changjun played with her hands.

She reflexively pulled her hand back, but Mengchangjun grabbed it into the palm of her hand faster and held it to death.

"The hand...is mine?"

"Um."

"Then can I take it back?"

"Um."

"...then can I let it go?"

This time he did not respond readily.

Mengchangjun looked at her, slowly pulled the red meat like a white knife, and said, "Although your hands are yours, you are my own, right?"

Chen Baiqi was hit by Mengchangjun Huixin and lost 99% of his blood.

Isn’t it? She is just a dancer who was presented to Mengchangjun!

"……Um."

When Mengchangjun saw Chen Baiqi's aggrieved look as if he dared not speak out, he immediately laughed openly.

"You didn't die that night. Now I think it's a good thing. If you die, just a slowly rotting corpse may not be more gentle and funny than it is now, hahahaha..."

System: Mengchangjun’s favorability towards you 10.

Chen Baiqi also smiled numbly.

Let it go, let it go, even if she can’t choose the best lord in Qi State, she will definitely not choose this pervert!

"I will take a few people to the village to look for it tomorrow morning. I believe that since the facts exist, they will not disappear out of thin air." Chen Baiqi decisively changed the topic.

Mengchangjun laughed enough, but he swept away the lazy and evil spirit. Instead, he was soaked incense on his clothes all year round. Therefore, even if the place he stayed in was cold and simple, over time, the room was still fragrant and cold, with a charming and ambiguous romantic feeling, and it penetrated into his heart and lungs.

"Oh." Mengchangjun pulled her slender wrist and pulled her hands, and she fell into his arms with a delicate body, holding her waist with one hand and lifting her chin with the other. He looked down with his eyelashes densely intertwined and shady lights blurred his angular facial features and softened his dangerous and sinister temperament.

"Since you are happy to investigate this matter early, then...you and I... let's take a break soon."

After saying that, Chen Baiqi did not give time to refuse, so he held her and poured it into the simple wooden bed that had been laid out.

That night, Chen Baiqi refused in his heart, but his body was imprisoned.

Who made her thin and not have a separate house? Who made her a profession of dancer not only dance with drinks and eats, but also sleeps with her!

Fortunately, Mengchangjun did not have any other intentions for her (physical body). In this simple and disgusting environment, he was reluctant to take off his clothes and directly contact the residence of the poor tenant. It can be imagined that there will be no two or three things that will happen if the orphans and widows live in the same room.

System: Congratulations on completing the investigation of the truth of the dancer (III), and the reward has been delivered.

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The next morning, the sky was lightly bright, the frost was white, and the fog was covered with drizzle, and the system issued a new task.

System: Dancer Task (4) - Find the tunnel entrance and tell Mengchangjun the message, accept/reject?

Chen Baiqi naturally chose to "accept".

She got up early, maybe she didn't sleep well all night, and when she saw that Mengchangjun hadn't gotten up, she got up to do her business first.

She slept in Mengchangjun's house last night, and many people saw it, and now it has confirmed that she is favored.

Chen Baiqi was too lazy to bother to clarify. Anyway, she was going to disappear, and it was not her own reputation that ruined.

She borrowed an umbrella from the army. The mountains were covered with fog, and it was drizzling. It was so cold that it was trembling.

She walked along the way, looking at the village that was ruined and dark yesterday by the thugs. The fire had already been put out, but there were ruins left in many places. She walked around and found that there were many people who got up early, all the families in the village who had suffered disasters. They were sad and wailed all night. The next morning, wearing a cold and cold feeling, bent her back with a blue face, and knelt on the ground to dig a pit for their relatives to bury the body.

Chen Baiqi stood there, watching them dig graves in the rain, quietly, their eyes as if they had condensed and had not moved for a long time.

Sometimes she regards life as data because she doesn't want to integrate herself into this era, but sometimes when she sees these with her own eyes, she can't stay indifferent.

After standing until her legs were almost numb from the cold, Chen Baiqi stepped on her legs. No one noticed her. They were all immersed in the grief of their relatives' departure.

She went to the home of the old man who asked about the news yesterday. The old man lived alone, and his children fled in early years and have not returned yet. The old woman died a few years ago.

He was alone in the world and had already reached the age of knowing destiny, so he was no longer obsessed with living. This time, the thugs attacked, and he did not escape. He stayed alone at home, but instead waited until Chen Baiqi and the others came to save him and survived by chance.

Chen Baiqi took some bacon from the system, handed it to the old man, and asked him: "Old man, I wonder how many families are there in your village?"

The old man did not refuse. Yesterday, when Chen Bai got up and asked for the news, he also gave him some food. He knew that the village was in trouble and that he was so old that he could not find anything to eat, so he accepted her favor and only told him all the news he could help her.

His turbid eyes narrowed, and his hands, which were as old as dry timber, trembled and compared, saying, "In the past few years..., I have escaped a lot, but in the past few years, I have returned some more. I guess, there will be about 50 or fifty households."

Chen Baiqi didn't look for anyone else, but only looked for this old man. He also knew that he was the oldest old man in the village, and because he had been a hundred households in Qi in his early years, he had some knowledge and ability, so he should know more than ordinary village households.

"So, are these fifty households all locals in Fuyi Village?"

The old man recalled: "Oh, oh, not that. In the village, there are some families who have moved in not long ago, and there are more than ten households and households who have moved in one after another over the past decade."

"Old man, can you please tell me the approximate location of these people?"

"This, this is nothing, there are two households here... there are four households here..."

After he finished speaking, Chen Baiqi had nothing to ask, so he said goodbye first.

"Thank you, old man."
To be continued...