The Dongchang man was thrown into the water by Chen Chong. With a thunderous sound, he splashed a lot of water and woke the shipwrecked in a daze.

The old man looked at the government army's fall into the water with a look of horror. He swallowed a trace of saliva with difficulty, knelt down at the murderer with a thud, lowered his head and shouted: "Good man, please spare my life!"

Chen Chong was extremely depressed. I was so gentle, why didn’t I believe it?

I had to explain patiently: "Old man, get up quickly. I am not a water bandit or a robber. I will not do anything to kill and rob. "

Just now, when he witnessed a massacre, the old man was reluctant to believe Chen Chong's words, he just smiled and said: "I know, the old man is a hero who is good at doing things for heaven and robs the rich and helps the poor. The old man has not seen anything about today, and he only hopes that the good man can be proud of his actions!"

Chen Chong said helplessly: "Forget it, I don't care whether you believe it or not. Hurry up and drive the boat. I don't have time to waste my time here. I still have to go to Qishan to do business."

Seeing that he really didn't seem to be trying, the shipman secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran to the stern of the boat, as if he was afraid that Chen Chong would regret it.

Several woodcutters' reaction was half a beat slower, and they woke up when they heard the shipman's shouting.

They had no knowledge, but they just fell to the ground, trembling and dared not speak.

The man in the leader was still a little brave. Although he was still afraid of Chen Chong, he was much better than his companions.

He took off his shoes, took out the hidden copper plate from the soles of the shoes, then held the copper coins and raised his hand over his head, and walked forward and said, "My hero, we are all miserable. We don't have much money on our body. There are old and young people in the family to support us. We will give you all this money. I just want the hero to let us go so that we will not lose our orphans and widows at home."

Fuck, can't explain it clearly?

"You can collect this amount of money by yourself and cross the river!"

He rolled his eyes unhappily, and Chen Chong was too lazy to continue explaining. He waved his hand to signal the few people to get up, sat back on the old place, and pretended to sleep in his arms with the piano case.

The man was bored and smiled embarrassedly and retracted his hand. He put the copper plate in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought to myself that this old man was a little fierce, but he was better than those Qiu Bas, at least he was not greedy for my hard-earned money.

After the shipman received the order, he was like taking a big pill and swung the oar like a windmill, as if he was afraid of staying with the devil for an extra quarter of an hour.

I don’t know how long it took, but the bow of the boat touched the dock and made a dull "bang" sound, and Chen Chong also opened his eyes.

"Uncle, look at the mountain bag in front of you, Qishan, hehe, look..."

The old man tied the boat up, looked at Chen Chong with his neck shrank, and forced a smile on his face, looking like he wanted to ask someone to get off the boat but didn't dare.

Chen Chong yawned, stretched his waist and stood up, turned his head and glanced at the few people, and saw the woodcutters huddled at the stern without saying a word, as if they were afraid of causing trouble.

He thought for a while, took out a few silver nudes, and then said, "I've been frightened by you. Even if I have some intentions in these pieces of broken silver!"

Without waiting for a few people to refuse, Chen Chong slapped the broken silver on the cabin, carried the piano case and jumped onto the dock, without looking back.

The few people looked at each other, their eyes full of glory for the survival of the disaster, and then they looked at the silver at the same time.

The leading sturdy woodcutter came back to his senses first and said to himself: "It seems that we have met a hero today..."

The shipman looked at the back until the figure disappeared, and then turned around and said to the people seriously: "Ahu, don't spread the news about those water ghosts. I have never seen you today, and you have never taken my boat."

The leader woodcutter nodded and said with a serious expression: "Don't worry, Uncle Duck, we still know what's going on."

After saying that, he picked up the largest piece of broken silver and stuffed it into the boatman's hand, winked at his brother, jumped off the boat first, and chose a different position from Chen Chong...

Chen Chong got off the boat and found that there were red paper chips every few feet on the ground. Combined with the memories in his mind, he guessed that it was mostly firecrackers.

So he stopped staring at the main road, so he chased the ruins on the ground, and soon he followed a small path into the forest.

When the Miao people first arrived here, they mostly made a living by craftsmanship, carpenters, and mud tiles. In addition, they were also good at weaving bamboo utensils.

It is precisely because of this that after a conflict with the locals, they chose Qishan as their destination. Although Qishan is not high, there are many bamboo forests on the mountain, even more than trees.

As for the wild shops opened by the Miao people, it should be strictly similar to those inns opened outside the city for travelers to stay after missing the time to enter the city.

In addition to the cheaper accommodation in wild shops, you don’t have to worry about forcing people to steal, wild shops also provide medicinal medicine, herbs, and cheap private salts.

Qishan is at most a hundred feet high, and the surrounding mountains are not steep, and the way to the mountain has been dug wide by Miao people, so it is not difficult to walk.

After walking for about one stick of incense, Chen Chong suddenly realized that there were more people going up the mountain.

Some of these people who went up the mountain were dressed as peddlers, some were dressed as merchants, and some were still wearing flying fish clothes, without any concealing their identity as the Dongchang man, and went up the mountain together.

He fell far behind the crowd, and after repeated observation and careful comparison, he finally found that the Dongchang manga was mixed with ordinary people.

Chen Chong was not happy to get this result, because it proved that the people from the East Factory had indeed found the true trace of Lin Zhennan.

To be honest, this is not good news.

When the enemy is strong and we are weak, Chen Chong would rather take the initiative and take the initiative in action than being caught in a jail.

What's more, judging from one's own strength, even if oneself and Yue Buqun were surrounded by the Dongchang man, he might not have been able to do anything more than long muskets.

Chen Chong naturally had no good feelings for these guys who were accomplices and did not treat people as human beings.

The phone hit the water, and a big splash of water splashed with a thud, which also woke the shipwrecked in a dull state.

The old man looked at the government army's fall into the water with a look of horror. He swallowed a trace of saliva with difficulty, knelt down at the murderer with a thud, lowered his head and shouted: "Good man, please spare my life!"

Chen Chong was extremely depressed. I was so gentle, why didn’t I believe it?

I had to explain patiently: "Old man, get up quickly. I am not a water bandit or a robber. I will not do anything to kill and rob. "

Just now, when he witnessed a massacre, the old man was reluctant to believe Chen Chong's words, he just smiled and said: "I know, the old man is a hero who is good at doing things for heaven and robs the rich and helps the poor. The old man has not seen anything about today, and he only hopes that the good man can be proud of his actions!"

Chen Chong said helplessly: "Forget it, I don't care whether you believe it or not. Hurry up and drive the boat. I don't have time to waste my time here. I still have to go to Qishan to do business."

Seeing that he really didn't seem to be trying, the shipman secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran to the stern of the boat, as if he was afraid that Chen Chong would regret it.

Several woodcutters' reaction was half a beat slower, and they woke up when they heard the shipman's shouting.

They had no knowledge, but they just fell to the ground, trembling and dared not speak.

The man in the leader was still a little brave. Although he was still afraid of Chen Chong, he was much better than his companions.

He took off his shoes, took out the hidden copper plate from the soles of the shoes, then held the copper coins and raised his hand over his head, and walked forward and said, "My hero, we are all miserable. We don't have much money on our body. There are old and young people in the family to support us. We will give you all this money. I just want the hero to let us go so that we will not lose our orphans and widows at home."

Fuck, can't explain it clearly?

"You can collect this amount of money by yourself and cross the river!"

He rolled his eyes unhappily, and Chen Chong was too lazy to continue explaining. He waved his hand to signal the few people to get up, sat back on the old place, and pretended to sleep in his arms with the piano case.

The man was bored and smiled embarrassedly and retracted his hand. He put the copper plate in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought to myself that this old man was a little fierce, but he was better than those Qiu Bas, at least he was not greedy for my hard-earned money.

After the shipman received the order, he was like taking a big pill and swung the oar like a windmill, as if he was afraid of staying with the devil for an extra quarter of an hour.

I don’t know how long it took, but the bow of the boat touched the dock and made a dull "bang" sound, and Chen Chong also opened his eyes.

"Uncle, look at the mountain bag in front of you, Qishan, hehe, look..."

The old man tied the boat up, looked at Chen Chong with his neck shrank, and forced a smile on his face, looking like he wanted to ask someone to get off the boat but didn't dare.

Chen Chong yawned, stretched his waist and stood up, turned his head and glanced at the few people, and saw the woodcutters huddled at the stern without saying a word, as if they were afraid of causing trouble.

He thought for a while, took out a few silver nudes, and then said, "I've been frightened by you. Even if I have some intentions in these pieces of broken silver!"

Without waiting for a few people to refuse, Chen Chong slapped the broken silver on the cabin, carried the piano case and jumped onto the dock, without looking back.

The few people looked at each other, their eyes full of glory for the survival of the disaster, and then they looked at the silver at the same time.

The leading sturdy woodcutter came back to his senses first and said to himself: "It seems that we have met a hero today..."

The shipman looked at the back until the figure disappeared, and then turned around and said to the people seriously: "Ahu, don't spread the news about those water ghosts. I have never seen you today, and you have never taken my boat."

The leader woodcutter nodded and said with a serious expression: "Don't worry, Uncle Duck, we still know what's going on."

After saying that, he picked up the largest piece of broken silver and stuffed it into the boatman's hand, winked at his brother, jumped off the boat first, and chose a different position from Chen Chong...

Chen Chong got off the boat and found that there were red paper chips every few feet on the ground. Combined with the memories in his mind, he guessed that it was mostly firecrackers.

So he stopped staring at the main road, so he chased the ruins on the ground, and soon he followed a small path into the forest.

When the Miao people first arrived here, they mostly made a living by craftsmanship, carpenters, and mud tiles. In addition, they were also good at weaving bamboo utensils.

It is precisely because of this that after a conflict with the locals, they chose Qishan as their destination. Although Qishan is not high, there are many bamboo forests on the mountain, even more than trees.

As for the wild shops opened by the Miao people, it should be strictly similar to those inns opened outside the city for travelers to stay after missing the time to enter the city.

In addition to the cheaper accommodation in wild shops, you don’t have to worry about forcing people to steal, wild shops also provide medicinal medicine, herbs, and cheap private salts.

Qishan is at most a hundred feet high, and the surrounding mountains are not steep, and the way to the mountain has been dug wide by Miao people, so it is not difficult to walk.

After walking for about one stick of incense, Chen Chong suddenly realized that there were more people going up the mountain.

Some of these people who went up the mountain were dressed as peddlers, some were dressed as merchants, and some were still wearing flying fish clothes, without any concealing their identity as the Dongchang man, and went up the mountain together.

He fell far behind the crowd, and after repeated observation and careful comparison, he finally found that the Dongchang manga was mixed with ordinary people.

Chen Chong was not happy to get this result, because it proved that the people from the East Factory had indeed found the true trace of Lin Zhennan.

To be honest, this is not good news.

When the enemy is strong and we are weak, Chen Chong would rather take the initiative and take the initiative in action than being caught in a jail.

What's more, judging from one's own strength, even if oneself and Yue Buqun were surrounded by the Dongchang man, he might not have been able to do anything more than long muskets.

Chen Chong naturally had no good feelings for these guys who were accomplices and did not treat people as human beings.

The phone hit the water, and a big splash of water splashed with a thud, which also woke the shipwrecked in a dull state.

The old man looked at the government army's fall into the water with a look of horror. He swallowed a trace of saliva with difficulty, knelt down at the murderer with a thud, lowered his head and shouted: "Good man, please spare my life!"
To be continued...