Crossing the Book and Meeting the Reborn Villain

There is still a long way to Qingzhou, Tang Tang bought four horses in a nearby town, but Ning Qingyang and Ye Junzhu had never ridden before, so they had to change the horses into a carriage, and since the four of them could not drive a cart, they had to ask I got a coachman.

Sitting in the carriage, Mo Tong touched the soft cushion beside him, and sighed after a while, "I've never been in such a good car in my life... It's more comfortable than an ox cart."

The corner of Ye Junzhu's mouth twitched slightly, "Aren't you a hero, why haven't you built a carriage?"

Mo Tong sighed, "The hero's money is given to those who need it more, so the hero has no money... What's more, the hero is a job without a stable income. It's normal."

Ning Qingyang raised his eyebrows and said, "I think you eat well."

"Tang Tang tried to make money." Mo Tong said a little depressed, "So I won't be in the house when I fight, and I won't be able to pay for the damage." He didn't know how to live his life into this.

Tang Tang, who was eating pastry, choked for a while, coughed for a long time and said, "I will pay for it if I break it. Anyway, you protected me for so long along the way."

No matter how luxurious the carriage was, it would not be as stable as the flying magic weapon. It wobbled along the way. Ye Junzhu rubbed his temples, thinking that he might be a little motion sick.He turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, diverted his attention and asked, "Do you need an invitation letter for the martial arts conference?"

Mo Tongdao, "The Martial Arts Conference will only be held during special periods. No invitation letter is required. Anyone who can go can go. This convening is to crusade against the Demon Sect."

Maybe the carriage hit a rock and suddenly shook violently. In order to protect Tang Tang, Mo Tong bumped his head out of the bump. His handsome face was wrinkled ferociously. He was actually a little afraid of pain.And Ye Jun's bamboo skin was thick and thick, and it didn't matter.

Tang Tang frantically took out a bottle of medicine and applied it to Mo Tong's head. After the application, he lifted the curtain and said to the driver, "Steady the frame."

The coachman whipped his whip and said, "The road is not smooth, and there is nothing I can do about it." As he spoke, the car swayed again.

Ordinary people have to obey the laws of nature. At night, everyone built a fire. Mo Tong caught two pheasants and plucked their feathers. After removing the internal organs, they began to grill. The meat tasted delicious, but it was fishy in the mouth.Both Ye Junzhu and Ning Qingyang tactfully refused the barbecue, after all, gods are not allowed to eat.

The coachman glanced at Mo Tong, with a bit of contempt in his eyes, and took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, which contained a piece of cake. He baked the cake on the fire, and the big cake gave off a very strong smell. The tempting aroma, after it was almost baked, he began to eat the flatbread slowly.

Tang Tang glanced at the coachman, swallowed his saliva, and continued to eat his roast chicken. He has been hungry for a day, and now it seems that he will be hungry for more days.

Mo Tong sighed, "Give me a scone, and I'll help you with one thing."

The coachman sneered, "Seeing how poor you are, what can you do for me?"

Mo Tong said with a serious face, "If you have something to kill your father and enemies, I can help you deal with him. If someone robs your wife and doesn't return it, I can help you deal with him. If your neighbor's chicken ate For your cabbage, I can also... help you with his chicken."

The coachman rolled his eyes and said, "You can't expect me to order? Well, my cousin lives in the Zhao family village in Minzhou. I recently wrote a letter saying that I have encountered a little trouble. It's not too far from Minzhou. You go and solve it."

The road to Minzhou happens to be at two intersections with Qingzhou, and the two places are thousands of miles apart. If we go back and forth at the speed of a horse-drawn carriage, I am afraid that the martial arts conference will be over.Mo Tong frowned slightly and said, "I will go when I come back from Qingzhou."

The coachman rolled his eyes again and said, "When you come back, the trouble will be solved long ago."

Mo Tong sighed, and said with a smile, "Then I have no choice but to go to Qingzhou first. You go to Qingzhou first, and I will ride back and forth quickly by myself."

The coachman pouted, tore off a small piece of scone and threw it to Motong.Mo Tong handed the scones to Tang Tang, laughed and got on his horse and ran away.

Tang Tang was stunned holding the scone, then turned to look at the coachman angrily, "Why did you send him to Minzhou?"

The coachman threw away the scones in his hand, half-kneeling on the ground and said, "The leader is calm, the subordinates are only thinking of my teaching. If there is no Motong, the group of righteous ways will not be able to make a difference."

The neglected Ye Junzhu and the two watched it dumbfounded, it was like a big drama of the year.

Tang Tang, who is the head of the current underworld and the leader of the Demon Cult, silently picked up the scones thrown on the ground by his subordinates, gnawed at the ashes on them, and said after a while, "What happened in Minzhou?"

Seeing that the leader was so hungry that he ate the dirty scones, the coachman put back the fresh scones he was about to take out. He felt that if he took out the fresh ones now, he would surely die a miserable death.

The coachman calmed down his emotions and replied, "There is news from the branch church in Minzhou that there is a drought there, and there is nothing special about it."

After Tang Tang ate up all the scones, he suddenly wanted to lick his fingers, but he had no choice but to give up because of his image. He looked at the driver and said, "Although the drought is under the control of the imperial court, we have to do our best. You drive us to take care of it." When Mo Tong came back, he sent someone to the Minzhou branch to deliver my order to distribute some food to the victims."

The coachman scratched his head and said, "Master, but we are a demon sect, won't this be embarrassing?"

"..." Tang Tang said a little depressed, "Let them pay the IOU."

Mo Tong's horse was not a good horse, but it ran fast without any burden. Although Tang Tang's car was a good car, it became a burden itself.Although the coachman was on his way day and night, he chased him all the way to Minzhou but failed to reach Motong.

Ye Junzhu, who was sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed and resting his mind, suddenly opened his eyes. He seemed to have felt a bit of aura just now.

Ye Junzhu turned his head to look at Ning Qingyang and said, "Qingyang, did you notice it just now?"

Ning Qingyang nodded and looked out the car window.

There are weeds growing around Minzhou City, but it is not because of the autumn solstice. If you look carefully, the weeds are dead, and there are many cracks on the ground. The streets in the city are empty. The whole city is like a Like a dead city.

Tang Tang frowned slightly and said, "The drought here is too serious."

The coachman was stunned and said, "My subordinates don't know the truth, but although there hasn't been any rain since the spring solstice, it shouldn't be like this. Maybe the branch church here will understand the situation better."

Tang Tang nodded and said, "Go to the branch hall first."