Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Chapter 442 The Evil Scholar (Please subscribe)

However, Meng Zhao and Zhu Er pretended to be a poor couple, but they were not qualified to enjoy delicious food.

I just reluctantly took out the money to join the caravan and rushed to Nan'an County. Where did I get the spare money to eat and drink? Aren't you afraid of arousing suspicion?

Therefore, Meng Zhao just let Zhuer sit safely on the donkey cart covered with straw, and he went to the tavern and spent a few copper coins on three large cakes and a pot of water, which was regarded as lunch for the two of them.

Zhu'er looked at the pie that was handed to her. Although it was radiating heat, it was hard to swallow. A pair of beautiful big eyes that had not been changed by the disguise glared at Meng Zhao angrily, as if questioning with her eyes. ,

"You just let me eat this?"

Although Zhu'er is a maid, she has been with Tan Cai'er since she was a child. The food, housing, and supplies she uses are all of high quality and top quality. Even compared to some powerful families, she is only better than others. She has never eaten such shabby food. food?

If it were a staple food, it would be just a side dish, but the result would be a piece of flatbread with water, which was an unprecedented torture for her pampered body.

Although Meng Zhao understood Zhu Er's dissatisfaction and questioning, he didn't intend to explain anything. After all, there were many people scattered around beside the donkey cart who were resting and reluctant to go to the tavern to spend money. He smiled slightly and said softly,

"Since you're not hungry, just keep it for now and eat it later when you're hungry."

With that said, Meng Zhao sat back on the donkey cart, facing the winter sun, bit off a piece of big cake in one bite, and ate it with relish. The taste was indeed not very good, but it was better than satisfying his hunger.

Zhu'er looked at Meng Zhao in surprise, as if it was difficult to understand that such a guy with a good family background and well-dressed people could be so adaptable to such rough food. He really looked like a poor man living at the bottom of the family.

But it didn't take long for Pearl to laugh.

I saw the bearded man holding a yellow kraft paper bag in his hand, striding towards them. Before he got close, he could smell a strong fragrance.

"Er Gouzi, here, a grown man can only satisfy his hunger by eating this kind of rough food, but it will damage his body. You have a good body, but you can't let it go to your body."

Big Beard was really good at pretending to be Jiang Ergou to Meng Zhao. He specially bought cooked food from the tavern and delivered it to him, which was considered thoughtful.

Meng Zhaogang wanted to refuse, but he didn't expect that the little girl Zhu'er was already shameless. She reached out and took it with a smile. Because she couldn't speak, she could only open her mouth and exhale to express her gratitude.

The bearded man glanced at the ugly fat country woman dressed as Zhu Er with dissatisfaction, but didn't say anything. He just nodded at Meng Zhao and went back to the tavern to continue drinking.

Zhu'er didn't care that she was looked down upon by others. She quickly opened the brown paper with both hands and saw that inside was about a kilogram of chopped beef with bright red sauce and a roasted, crispy and attractive roast chicken.

Zhu'er was not polite. She grabbed a piece of beef and started to bite it. After eating several pieces, she remembered something and pushed the brown paper towards Meng Zhao with some heartache. Obviously, although the little girl protected the food, But he also knows the importance.

Meng Zhao was also polite. He was not a masochist. He could eat well, so he would not be a loser to his mouth and stomach, and his mouth would be full of oil.

Taking some time, when Pearl was not paying attention, he took out the special pills and fed them to the young dragon wrapped around his waist.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to increase the feeding schedule of the young dragons early in the morning, so as to ensure that the growth and development of the young dragons would not be affected. Otherwise, with so many crises around him, it would be difficult to ensure that the existence of the young dragons would not be discovered.

And just as he and Pearl were feasting, a large group of people came outside the tavern.

I saw that each of these guys were tall and tall, holding weapons, with ferocious expressions on their faces. There were no scars on their faces and they were embarrassed to raise their heads. They were the kind that could scare children with just one look, and they looked like a proper evil person. .

The big man at the head was even more ferocious, eight feet five inches tall, carrying a machete with a thick back and a gold ring, and his arms bulging, as if he had the strength of a thousand catties.

Coupled with the full beard and messy hair, he looks like a strong and powerful man at first glance.

The number two figure next to him was a little different. To be more precise, he was somewhat incompatible with the temperament of the entire team.

With handsome features, even a little feminine, fair skin, and wearing a turban on his head, he looked like a Confucian scholar who had read poetry and books, running into bandits, or like a mountain deer mixed in with a pack of wolves. In short, it didn't fit in well.

Pearl's mouth was full of oil after eating, but when she saw this white-faced scholar-like person, her delicate body trembled.

His chubby body was shivering because of the cotton-padded clothes and the accessories stuffed inside. He moved closer to Meng Zhao without leaving a trace, while lowering his head and doing his best to reduce his sense of presence.

Meng Zhao knew that Qian Jiao would attack him, and he never relaxed in his heart. He immediately noticed something was wrong with Zhu Er, and with a thought in his heart, he guessed that among this group of people, there was probably someone Zhu Er knew, who was sent by Qian Jiao. Master.

Fortunately, although Zhu Er's performance was very exaggerated, it was not surprising at all under the overall circumstances, because everyone in the caravan who was resting outside generally reacted after seeing this group of tough men who suddenly arrived. Everyone had the same reaction, they were all scared to death.

Don't be afraid. You don't even need to fight. You can tell with your eyes that this group of people is definitely not a good guy. They have probably robbed homes and houses more than once. It is possible that they are eyeing this batch of goods from their caravan.

At the moment, those who can compete with this group of people are all enjoying themselves in the tavern. The remaining group of old, weak, sick and disabled people have no power to fight back, so none of them dare to take a breath. There is a timid person who was originally standing there. I was urinating under a tree, but I was shocked and made myself smell dirty.

Although Meng Zhao was a little worried, he was not afraid.

Not to mention that he is now in disguise, the other party may not recognize him, and even if he recognizes him, he will not be his opponent. The only thing he is afraid of is that Qianjiao is also nearby, in case the elder of the Demon Palace is lured here. , he is afraid that he will run away, but he may not be able to escape.

Therefore, to be cautious, his behavior was no different from that of Pearl and the timid people around him. He shrank his head tightly, hugged Pearl, and pretended to be very scared.

The guy with handsome features and a soft face who looked like a scholar even had eyeliner on the corners of his eyes, which looked a bit evil. He glanced at the group of people silently and suddenly lost interest.

How could Meng Zhao hide among a group of ants that were unworthy of publicity and could be easily crushed to death?

So he quickly turned his attention and said something to the bearded man holding a machete with a thick gold ring on his back. The group of people dismounted their horses very neatly, without even looking at the caravan group who were scared to death, and walked arrogantly. Walk towards the tavern.

It has to be said that sometimes empiricism kills people.

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