Chapter 287 Big Fook Li Xiaoguan

In Guyang County in summer, the sky was not dark until the evening, but the sound of insects in the grass was boiling, as if ice crumbs were trembling.

The evening wind pulled a miscellaneous sound into the wooden grid, shook up, and blew the hair of An Bochen. The half-warm and half-cool wind rushed to his face, but it seemed to carry a great cold air, which made An Bochen grin, and his eyebrows couldn't help trembling, as if he was holding back something.

It was just a few words. Simajin's mouth was dry and she took a sip of tea. Simajin leaned on the couch casually, crossed her legs and looked at An Bochen with a strange face.

"Xiao Anzi, do you think we should save Li Xiaopang or not?"

Hearing this, An Bochen's expression became more and more complicated. He looked up at Sima Jin, who was narrow and smiling, and couldn't help sighing.

The place where the two are located is the pavilion on the fifth floor, which is also the highest part of the Longmen Inn. It is hollow but not open. Through the sparse wooden lattice, you can see the sky and the wide earth, but it seems particularly tight and can't see it all. Looking over the darkened wooden grid, An Bochen looked at the south from a distance, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

An Bochen never thought that when he was across the north, Li Xiaoguan, who had no formal shape and greatest ambition all day long, just wanted to carry a bird cage and walk through the city, also made a huge name in the south. Unfortunately, his reputation did not bring him any benefit. Instead, he was trapped in the southern wilderness, which was not notorious but terrible. At least it made An Bochen stunned after reading the secret report and listening to Sima Jin's narration. After coming to his senses, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Help! Be sure to save! Uncle Li is still waiting for the minor official to go back to pass on the succession of the Li family.

Squeezing out this sentence from between his teeth, An Bochen looked at Sima Jin, who couldn't help laughing and his eyes were bent into a crescent. He couldn't help complaining, "I said Hong Fu, and the little official is at least sad with you. Everyone has been together for so long, why don't you have any sympathy and just care about watching jokes."

"It's not that I'm not sympathetic, it's just that little fat man... He is completely self-made!"

With a snorting, Simajin fiddled with the lacquered wooden tea cup and curled her lips and said, "That day, the Liu army was defeated by the unrest people. I sent someone to find him according to your idea and found the little official and your five hundred tigers near the Heizeling in the south of Nanguqiu. At that time, the rebels were still wandering around and forcibly breaking through the dead end of the siege, so they ordered their men to wait and junior officials to negotiate. Three days later, late at night, I sent a team of scouts to pick them up and turn back through the secret road. Fortunately, the next day, he took the Hu Ben camp back into Heizeling to hunt. It was not until the morning of the fourth day that he hurried back to the appointed place. My men ordered the ban. I didn't wait for him, so I naturally left. Later..."

Simajin didn't go on. Later, she didn't say that An Bochen also knew that it was nothing more than cutting off military power and forcibly marrying into the royal family. Without the ghost army, even if Simajin wanted to protect Li Xiaoguan, he was powerless. When he was rescued by An Bochen and turned back to the south, Simajin sent someone to inquire about Li Xiaoguan again, but found that the little fat man actually led the Hu Ben camp all the way south, through Nanguqiu, which was full of rebels, past the Heize, where the beasts were rampant, and bypassed the largest province in the south, and reached the southern wilderness.

It's also his great luck. He foolishly led 500 people to the southern end of the empire safely. I'm afraid even he doesn't know where he is going. But good luck is always a shining day. As soon as he arrived in the Southern Wilderness, Li Xiaoguan encountered disasters. Since then, disasters have happened one after another. Although there is no worry about his life, but...

An Bochen and Simajin raised their heads at the same time, their eyes touched each other, and their eyes were helpless.

"That's the kind of person he has. It's not that you don't know. I think I'd better go to Nanhuang as soon as possible to bring him back.

He glanced at the shocking but ironic things on the desk, An Bochen said with a wry smile.

"Do you want to go alone again?"

Sima Jin frowned and looked at An Bochen: "Xiao Anzi, it doesn't matter if you go alone in the past, but now that your Sunday cycle has not been connected, there are many defects in the thirty-six strokes on Sunday. From here to the southern wilderness, you have to pass through Nanguqiu, Heizeling and Lingnan Province where the rebels gather, you will fall into danger if you don't pay attention. Nowadays, although the world is in chaos, the royal family is still orthodox. You, a prisoner with a rich lord, is popular everywhere.

An Bochen also knew that what Sima Jin said was reasonable. He lost the skill of water and fire without the skill of resisting the wind. An Bochen could no longer walk north and south unconsciously like before. It was really dangerous to go all the way south.

"But don't worry about it. I've been ready before you come here. I'll go with you to the southern wilderness tomorrow to save the officials.

Just as An Bochen frowned, Simajin fanned the tea lid and looked at An Bochen with a smile.

"But your inn..."

"It doesn't matter. Jiang Ping and Wang Meng are watching from the inn."

After Simajin finished speaking, he saw An Bochen's strange face and couldn't help laughing and said, "Xiao Anzi, the four of them are nothing in your eyes, but because you have seen too many strong people before, naturally you don't think how powerful the four of them are. But you don't want to think, how many Tianpin monks can there be in this Da Kuang? Counting the tigers and wolves in the world, the asceticism in the desert north, the aliens in the far west, and the hermits hiding in the market are only a hundred. It's an opportunity for me to subdue the four of them. Although they don't have the murderous intention you have cultivated, and their ability to kill people in battle is not too powerful, but they have their own skills. It's definitely more than enough to take care of this Longmen Inn.

That's right. How many products can there be in this world? The reason why I think ordinary Tianpin is not a big deal is that most of the opponents I meet are tigers and wolves, and the Tianpin monks are the big killers. But everything in this world is not dominated by killing. Although the five tigers and seven bears are strong, although the ability to kill people in battle is powerful, it is not necessarily comparable to the cultivation of aliens when it comes to cultivation. As Hongfu said, the four human skills in the inn are not strong, but they also have their own skills.

An Bochen thought silently, opened the secret scroll of his hand, and read the notes of the four people again.

Jiang Ping: He is thoughtful, resourceful but indecisive, and has excellent memory. Tianpin's cultivation, not good at Taoist skills, good at arraying, is the account manager of Longmen Inn, and is in charge of the inn transaction.

Wang Meng: Silence, act decisively, and have infinite strength. Tianpin cultivation, ordinary Taoist skills, good at body skills, is the handlebar style of the Longmen inn, and is in charge of the information of the inn.

Jiang Le: He has a lively personality, hates evil like hatred, and has both literature and martial arts. Tianpin cultivation, good Taoist skills, talented generals, is the second child of Longmen Inn, and is in charge of the external assassination of the inn.

Xu Yang: He is irritable, sincere, and invulnerable. Tianpin's cultivation and Taoist skills are acceptable. He is the chef of the Longmen Inn and is in charge of the inner guard of the inn.

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After the notes of the four people, there is also their origin, which is extremely detailed.

Longmen Inn is just a start-up, and Jiang Ping and the four of them have not been honed too much, but Simajin has already made plans for the future. Unlike ordinary inns, Longmen Inn is not mainly engaged in entertaining merchants, but operates four major businesses - transactions, intelligence, assassinations and internal guards. Nowadays, only one family in Guyang County can't achieve great things. However, in Sima Jin's plan, it will be five or six years at least a year or two. Longmen Inn will start to expand from Guyang County to the north, take root in remote counties and towns, and then slowly move forward to the city to monopolize the inn industry. By the time the world was aware of it, the Longmen Inn was deeply rooted and the tail was not big.

Although this career is not as good as Wang Ba's great career, it is not too difficult. If you want to complete it in a few years, I'm afraid only she can do it.

Looking at the girl looking into the distance in the night, An Bochen suddenly smiled and kept opening another page.

Only one person is recorded on this page.

Shangguan Wan'er: General history of scriptures, like to study. No channel skills. He is the shopkeeper of Fenglin Pavilion.

"She is curious about the gift of husband and wife, wants to figure out the relationship between men and women, and even wants to choose the great man in her mind. It's very suitable for her to be the boss's wife of the brothel. I'm afraid no one in the world will be more enthusiastic and willing to work harder than her.

Simajin's smiling voice came from his ear. An Bochen couldn't help but shake his head with a smile and put the secret file on the desk.

In addition to the future plan of the Longmen Inn, there is also the situation in the world in the past month, as well as the whereabouts of Ren Tianming, Wuhua, Zhang Bushi and others, but An Bochen doesn't want to look any more.

Maybe because he is not idle enough, he doesn't want to make the string tense so quickly, or maybe because the night is quiet and the beautiful tea is on the side, An Bochen doesn't want to break this rare atmosphere.

The night wind blew, and the moon was as blue as water. The two sat in the unnotic and quietly tasted tea.

In Liujing, which is not far from Guyang County, there are also people sitting alone in high-rise buildings, drinking tea and watching the moon.

After the veil is a stunning face, which is as cold as ever, but it does not lose all kinds of amorous feelings. It is only slightly tired because of the rotation of the world for more than a hundred days.

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