By the way, by presenting such a peerless beauty, your guilt for leaving your post without permission should be wiped away, right?

"Time is running out, I want ten horses!"

Lin Baici originally planned to leave Hua Yueyu and the others behind, but they fell ill and were not suitable for the journey.

Zhao Decheng was confused.

Ten horses are a huge fortune.

"You won't have any, right?"

As a Korean, Kwon Sang-in knew how poor people were in ancient times.

"I'll collect it for you, but my people will also follow!"

Zhao Decheng talks about the conditions.

"good!"

Lin Baici didn't care.

"Then it's settled, you can leave early tomorrow morning!"

Zhao Decheng breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to serve tea to see the guests off.

"Wait a minute, let me show you something!"

As Lin Baici spoke, he slapped his palm towards Zhao Decheng's tea bowl.

Hands of great impression!

Snapped!

The teacup placed on the table was printed directly on the table, as if it were a painting originally painted on the table.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Zhao Decheng was stunned, and before he could understand what was going on, the bearded man standing aside let out a cry of surprise and pulled out his saber.

He looked at Lin Baici with shock.

This person,

Does it really come from heaven?

When Quan Xiangren saw this scene, he was filled with emotion, Xiba, this divine grace is so powerful!

If I had it, I would dare to speak loudly to the leader of the Statue of Liberty.

"trick?"

Lin Baici chuckled, leaned forward, and suddenly took action, slapping Zhao Decheng's hat.

Snapped!

Under the effect of divine grace, Mr. Zhao's hat was blown away, fell to the ground, and was imprinted directly on it.

"what are you doing?"

Zhao Decheng yelled, his voice was so frightened that it was out of tune, as if an iron rod had been stabbed into the chrysanthemum.

"I just want to tell you that I sincerely want to cooperate. Take good care of my friends and don't cause trouble for me."

By the end of Lin Baici's words, his voice was already very stern.

Zhao Decheng nodded subconsciously.

"Be sure to have your horses ready tomorrow!"

After Lin Baici finished speaking, he stood up and left.

After all these people went out, Zhao Decheng breathed a sigh of relief and cursed the bearded man: "Are you a dead dog? Can't you see that I am being threatened?"

"Sir, do you think I can beat him?"

The bearded man looked at the hat pattern on the ground. This was definitely not a magic trick, but the divine way technique of the Taoist priests from the Kingdom of Heaven!

"If you can't beat me, why don't you fight?"

Zhao Decheng squatted on the ground and touched the rubbing of the hat, which looked like it was painted on the ground. This made him feel cold.

terrible.

Zhao Decheng put away those dirty thoughts, but soon became excited again. Those strange people might really be able to solve the plague.

When the time comes, you can be promoted!

…

In the evening, Lin Baici and his party rested in the official residence prepared by Zhao Decheng.

Hua Yueyu and Li Zaicheng were not in good condition. Their coughs became more serious and they were both covered with bloodshot eyes. At Quan Xiangren's side, there was a man named Pei Douwen who also started coughing and had a fever.

After everyone discussed it, they decided to keep half of the people, Lin Baici, Xia Hongyao and Yi Jisheng, so that if Zhao Decheng wanted to cause trouble, we would have the ability to fight back.

Gu Qingqiu was in poor health, and Lin Baici wanted her to stay, but Gu Qingqiu refused.

"In this situation of uncertainty, IQ is more important than combat effectiveness!"

Gu Qingqiu wanted to find clues to solve this rule pollution and prove to Lin Baici that she was also very powerful.

…

Early the next morning, Big Beard came with his horses.

"That's it?"

Quan Xiangren looked at these thin and small horses and couldn't complain. He was really afraid that the horses would be exhausted halfway through the ride.

"Just make do with it!"

Lin Baici took the time to get on the road, and then trotted not far away. He found that there were more than 30 officers and soldiers following him: "What's going on? Are they going too?"

"Master Zhao sent us to protect you!"

Big Beard explained that it was actually surveillance.

"Can they keep up?"

Gu Qingqiu was shocked, people in ancient times really didn't treat people as human beings.

"Let's just slow down!"

In the bearded man’s opinion, riding a horse is not to save time, but to save effort and be comfortable!

"Walk!"

Lin Baici was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he whipped the horse's butt with a riding crop. As a result, the horse felt pain and kicked hard, almost throwing him off. Fortunately, he was in good physical condition, and his waist and legs were strong and stable.

The ground caught the horse.

"Relax your body, straighten your back, and rise and fall with the running of the horse!"

Gu Qingqiu explains the essentials of horse riding.

"Oppa, how about you ride with me?"

Jin Yingzhen's family has a horse farm, and horse riding, an aristocratic sport, is a required course for them.

"I'm learning now!"

Lin Baici decided to buy a helicopter and put it in the black altar bowl when he got rich.

horse riding?

That's rough work!

Quan Xiangren and his companions couldn't ride horses either, so they couldn't go fast even if they wanted to.

The cold wind in winter is biting and makes my cheeks hurt.

Along the way, Lin Baici saw several villages. There was only a little smoke, and some villagers were ragged and skinny, begging on the roadside.

"Is this a famine? Or does it happen every year?"

Lin Baici put down some bread and ham.

"Last year there was a severe drought in Shangqing Mansion, and this year there was an insect infestation, and recently there was a plague!"

The bearded man sighed, God will not let anyone survive at all.

In the afternoon, everyone finally arrived at Woniu Village. Lin Baici's inner thighs were a little painful from the saddle, but compared to those officers and soldiers who were almost exhausted, it was already very comfortable.

"Bai Ci, the situation is not good!"

Outside the village, Gu Qingqiu looked at the poor village with a solemn expression because he could not hear the barking of dogs and the crow of roosters.

“You’re here, even if something doesn’t feel right, you have to go in!”

Quan Xiangren took the lead.

He was annoyed to death now because Sejongzheng had no information about Hanyang Station, so he had to make his own decision on this rule pollution.

This put him under great pressure.
To be continued...