"Is it him?"

The wooden box in his hand was heavy. Li Buzhuo looked at the young man's back and was in a daze. Sanjin pulled Li Buzhuo's corner of his clothes and asked, "Who?"

"Let's talk about it when you get on the boat."

Li Buzhuo put the wooden box into the car, led the yellow-brown horse, and boarded the boat along the suspension bridge.

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In the stable at the bottom of the boat, the torches were very bright, but the corners were dark.

The boards were wet, the forage was scattered, and the smell of rotten mold was everywhere.

The yellow-brown horse was led into the stable, and the carriage was placed in a separate compartment, and a copper lock weighing five kilograms fell.

The boatman sent Li Buzhuo and Sanjin into the house on the boat. As soon as he came out, a man in a linen jacket approached and raised his chin to Li Buzhuo's side: "Where is he getting off the boat? The one with the girl."

"What's this?" The boatman looked puzzled and wary.

"I'm just easy to inquire." The sackcloth jacket grinned and took out a longan-shaped dry tobacco. The thick brown tobacco was handed over. The other hand found a fire note from somewhere, and it lit it in a flash.

The boatman's eyes lit up, took the dry tobacco and took a pleasant breath. The spicy smell filled his lungs, pushing the cold and wet moisture out of the holes all over his body, and his whole body was relaxed and said, "That guest was told by the second young master of our Yuanheng Trading Company that he had to arrange a good life. He was about to get off the boat when he arrived in Hedong County. If you want to get in touch, then as soon as possible."

"Oh, thank you." The boatman patted the boatman's shoulder with a burqa jacket, turned around and left.

Below the deck, the fire in the passage was dim, and the crowded wooden doors on both sides vibrated and creaked, mixed with the sound of men and women panting from time to time. After leaving the linen jacket for a moment, he pushed open a wooden door.

With a squeak, the smell of sweat, the smell of feet, and the smell of water came to the nose, which could keep people from breathing. The linen jacket did not change its color, and walked into the cramped hut and sat down at the small table with a lonely bronze tinsel lamp in the center.

"He disembarked in Hedong County."

The linen gown seemed to be talking to the air.

"That's only a few days."

A sound suddenly came from the table, and the winter bamboo shoots were crispy and tender. It turned out that there was a child sitting there, but he was too short and leaned on the table, which made people almost not notice.

"It's almost done. I'm afraid of causing trouble on the boat of Yuanheng Trading Company, so I'll get off the boat."

As the linen coat said, adding some tincture oil to the lamp, and with a sneer, the room became brighter.

A woman leaned on the bed in the east corner, with a normal appearance, but her rustic sheepskin jacket could not cover her convex figure. The old man in black was hunched over and pinched her shoulders.

"The child is pretty, but I don't know if it's OK." The woman's face was covered with a dim fire, and she looked at the linen coat with her eyes curled up, "I haven't tasted the taste of a Qi Refiner yet. He Qian, please pinch it gently, um~"

The last humming exuded a sense of slutiness from the bones. The linen jacket smiled, got up and walked to the edge of the bed in two steps, and then put his hand into the woman's sheepskin coat. The woman covered her chest and smiled softly.

The old man took a step back calmly: "Save some effort and don't let up when you really want to work."

Linbu gown turned around and grinned: "Old guy, you are old and weak and have been hollowed out, but I am not. Why have you been in this business for decades? Even the young boy is afraid of him. So what if he is a Qi Refiner? There is not a single guard around you."

"Whether the leader or the beggar are thrown into the Huangshui River, there is only a sound." The woman covered her mouth and smiled softly.

The old man glanced at the linen jacket and lowered his eyes: "I've long stopped doing this. It's the sixth time you pulled me onto a pirate ship."

"That's what you said!" The linen jacket sneered, "Do you think your hands can be washed clean? He Qian, I heard that you even killed a few Qi Refiners when you were young, so why are you like this now? I heard that your girl is going to get married recently, so I might as well promise her to me and I will take her to eat and drink!"

As he said that, he pinched his hand in the woman's arms and didn't scream. Instead, he hummed twice with a cooperating smile. The linen jacket burst into laughter. The old man narrowed his eyes, which were already half-open and half-closed, and suddenly poked out his left hand.

While snorting coldly, the linen jacket cut into the old man's elbow, but the old man wrapped his arms like boneless and tightened them. He swung the linen jacket's arms and then took them back to his left hand.

The linen coat touched his throat. When the old man stopped, he poked his finger here at some point. Although the force was not heavier than the mosquito bite, he couldn't see clearly how he took action.

"It's the last time, don't come to me again in the future."

The old man sat back at the table with his hands behind his back.

The linen jacket was as deep as water, and a pair of white legs wrapped around his waist like a snake.

"Come on~" the woman chuckled, pulled off the man's linen jacket and threw it away, and looked straight at the old man by the table, "He Qian, you haven't lost your skills yet, come and have fun too?"

The anger was mixed with desire, and the man roared and cursed and pressed the woman on the bed.

The bed swayed creakingly, and the sound of gasping was endless.

The old man looked away.

The child was staring at the man and woman on the bed at the table. His Adam's apple blew, lowered his head again, and several metal springs and iron pipes slipped out of his sleeves. He kept fiddling at the light, but his ears slightly turned backwards.

The old man patted his cheek, his eyes tilted to the pair of men and women, and his eyes were flickering.

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Bang!

Li Buzhuo put the wooden box on the table and said to Sanjin: "You come and open it."

"Oh~" Sanjin responded obediently.

The wooden box is black all over, and the joints are tightly matte. If you don’t look carefully, it will look like a whole piece of dead wood. If it weren’t for moving, there would be a rustling sound of gold and iron inside, which would be like a solid one.

Li Buzhuo looked at it for a while, but he didn't notice the clues about opening this thing. He started to use Sanjin and fiddled with the four corners and junctions of the wooden box for a while, and there was a clicking sound of wooden blocks sliding.

About a quarter of an hour passed, and with a click, the lid of the box quietly slid open. Sanjin looked at the thing inside, looked at the small green bean eyes for a while, and said in surprise: "Master Crow!"

The bronze piece with scales and feathers appeared still shine. The three-way crow flew out of the box, and grabbed the back of the chair with its claws and said, "Why did it take a quarter of an hour to open it? I haven't thought about the mechanism carefully these days?"

"No!" Sanjin shook his head quickly, "I still have a lot of things I haven't figured out. Once you leave, I don't know who you are going!" As he said that, Ya Santong smiled foolishly, "It's good that you'll come back. Where have you been going?"

Ya Santong snorted coldly: "Just follow him, no matter what I do." As he said that, he looked at Li Buzhuo, and then glanced at the picture of the hiking machine stacked in the room and said, "New Chief, you are beyond my expectations."
Chapter completed!