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Chapter 223 Ballads
The moonlight was fluttering, and the gray ground blended with the slightly green woods under the soft light, and the rapidly enveloping night swallowed up all the surrounding scenes blurred.

The American River was high and rough, mingling with the croaking of woodcrows in the nearby woods.

Xi Ding followed Wu Qing out of the woods with a bit of worry. Several Chinese laborers were still swimming, but under the dim light of the bonfire, they couldn't see a few waves drifting, just having fun.

These people are all from Xionghua Company, but they don't know it.

A few of them saw the figures of Wu Qing and Xi Ding, turned their heads and pursed their lips covertly, without drooping their eyelids.

They are not targeting Xi Ding, Xi Ding is Boss Xiong Hua's nephew... It's just that everyone is here to serve the foreign boss, so why does this short-haired guy get the same amount of money as they can travel around? However, Xiding maintained it tightly along the way. The boss also gave instructions before departure, but he didn't say the reason. They could only guess that Wu Qing might be an important person of Xionghua Company or something.

Guessing and guessing, it is inevitable that the mind will be out of balance.

Wu Qing had no expression on his face, and asked Xi Ding beside him, "Is there any more mashed potatoes?"

Xi Ding's eyes were blank for a while, and then he responded, "Yes, here's a copy for you, wait a minute."

After the interrogation of the sacrificial remains, Xi Ding has been a little bit wrong. Wu Qing shook his head. He knew what was going on. He sat cross-legged under the cypress tree before, glanced at the crowd of white people, and secretly thought that the one named Tlaloc The old Indians are really slow to come back.

Withdrawing his gaze, Xi Ding had already put the plate of mashed potatoes on Wu Qing's side, Wu Qing patted his side,

"I told you not to be restrained, sit down."

"Eh good."

Xi Ding sat down cross-legged, looked at Wu Qing's profile, and asked hesitantly, "Is there something wrong, sir?"

Wu Qing burst out laughing, "When I go back, I will let your uncle teach you what it means to be side-by-side..."

Xi Ding touched his nose in embarrassment.

Wu Qing grabbed the wooden spoon and put mashed potatoes into his mouth.
"I just took a walk to the Golden River Valley, the destination of this exploration team. I have seen it, and there is no gold mine. I also saw the old Shoshone man who was a guide for the white ghost. He knows gold mines just like me. There are no gold mines in the river valley. Maybe when the old man comes back, the exploration team will return and stop looking for gold mines."

Wu Qing swallowed a mouthful of mashed potatoes and said inarticulately,

"So don't worry, we will go back soon, don't worry about your uncle too much."

Xiding and Xiong Hua guessed that some people were jealous of the labor service company's profits, so they asked someone to assassinate Xiong Hua, but after Wu Qing interrogated the Tibetan corpse sacrifice just now, he realized that there was a mysterious figure staring at Xiong Hua, and it was obvious Yes, since they were being targeted, maybe those Shoshone people would not give up easily.

Xi Ding is worried about his uncle's safety.

The Xionghua Company saw that there were quite a lot of people, but they didn't have the ability to deal with the mysterious side. The only thing Xiding could think of was Wu Qing.

Wu Qing reassured him, "Before the expedition team set off, I asked Xiong Hua to stay in his office honestly. There is something in his office that can temporarily keep him safe."

"Oh, good." Xi Ding felt relieved.

The night was dark, and the white people on the other end were also flustered, but they didn't bother to use the same entertainment methods as the yellow-skinned monkeys, so they gathered in a tent and chatted. Among them were only technicians and miners, but no steam guards.

The steam guards headed by Exploration Team Captain Philip went out to look for people because Tlaloc hadn't returned for a long time.

The bald white man who had provoked Xi Ding earlier took a sip of whiskey, his cheeks flushed a little, glanced at Wu Qing who was eating, held the bottle, stood up unsteadily, and walked over.

The brown liquid in the wine bottle swayed around, exuding a sense of intoxication.

The rest of the white men sat in the night and called out to him,
"Hey, spend too much time with animals and you'll be stupid too..."

The bald white man listened to the persuasion and turned around, "You sensible bastards..."

It seemed that he agreed with the words of his companions, but then he laughed,
"But I have this..."

He took out a wooden frisbee covered in dog teeth marks from his pocket, and the bald white man still held it in his hand and shook it.

Several white men saw it clearly, and they laughed loudly at the same time.

"Apu is a good dog. If you stole his toys, he will hate you."

The bald white man covered half of his face with a Frisbee, pretending to be a one-eyed man, just like Strobl, the director of the Pacific Railway construction site.

"The more civilized, the less ignorant."

The serious tone amused his companions, and the old miner Joe quickly guessed, "Mr. Strobl? Then you have to be careful..."

"Of course..." the bald white man laughed, shaking the Frisbee in front of his companions,
"The frisbee has helped Apu develop his intelligence, Apu is already civilized, and there is no need for this frisbee, but there is still ignorance in front of us... Look, you shallow bastards, watch how I spread the glory of civilization ..."

Amidst the laughter of his companions, he wobbled closer to the fire gathered by the Chinese workers. The shadow behind him was getting longer and longer. Under the eyes of the Chinese workers, he smiled brightly at Wu Qing, speaking in English road,
"Hey, I heard that you are different from other yellow-skinned monkeys. You are a 'sir', which is a great title among us civilized people...it is specially used to call 'people'."

Wu Qing put down the dinner plate and smiled half-smile. He didn't understand, but it didn't mean he didn't perceive any malice.

Xi Ding didn't look at Wu Qing's face, let alone translate for Wu Qing, his expression turned gloomy, and he said sharply,
"What do you want to do? We are Xiong Hua's people."

The bald white man looked at Wu Qing, then at Xi Ding, and exclaimed,

"My God, isn't he 'Mr.'? Why can't he understand human language?"

At this time, dense footsteps were heard in the woods, and the exploration team leader Philip and other steam guards appeared from the woods with Tlaloc, their brows were tightly frowned. Obviously, Tlaloc was with them on the way. It clarified the situation of the Golden River Valley, there is no gold mine, only gold, and the gold was taken away by a flaming monster.

Listening to Tlaloc's description, Philip immediately thought of the so-called "outer god" he saw during the riots in the Chinese labor camp the day before yesterday. He didn't take this so-called outer god seriously. During his journey to conquer the west, he saw There are more people or things that are regarded as the god of water and fire by the indigenous people because they are a little special, but in fact they only have a little supernatural ability.

And this so-called false 'god', usually seeing their steam guards, will be very self-aware and quickly disappear, just like this black fire monster.

But the loss of gold and one more trouble made him a little morose.

He returned to the white man's tent, glanced at the bald white man who was confronting Xi Ding, shook his head and said,

"vulgar."

The fire was crackling and crackling.

The bald white man ignored Xi Ding's warning at all, and the return of the steam guards made him even more confident.

"What do I want to do?"

He tilted his thick red neck, looked past Xiding, and stared at the clothes on Wu Qing. Wu Qing was wearing a tight-sleeved jacket and leggings brought from Qianguo. The bald white man laughed and said,

"They say you're a gentleman, but you don't dress like a gentleman at all, no hat, no dress... oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not the kind of bastard who judges people by their appearance, I pay more attention to the inside, no, I intend to Use a puzzle game to help you get more of a Mr...."

He forcefully pushed Xiding aside, flicked his wrist, and smashed the wooden Frisbee full of dog tooth marks at Wu Qing's head,
"Pick it up..."

boom!
Wu Qing maintained the posture of raising his hand expressionlessly, and the wooden Frisbee flew into the night sky with the sound of cracking, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xi Ding was startled, and quickly asked someone to stop the white ghost, then turned to Wu Qing and said,

"Sir, don't pay attention to this white ghost. It looks like he's a street boy. I'll go find their boss immediately and ask them to discipline him..."

Seeing that there was no expression on Wu Qing's face, Xi Ding's heart tightened,
"Sir, I'm busy."

Wu Qingpi smiled bluntly, "No, you are smart, your uncle works for foreigners, and there is a lot of trouble, so your uncle doesn't have to do business, go."

For the sake of Xiong Hua Xiding's two uncles and nephews, Wu Qing suppressed his anger, but he vaguely felt that it might not be what Xiding wanted.

Xi Ding breathed a sigh of relief.He also thought very simply, afraid of chain reactions.The steam guard is right next to him. If we really want to start a fight, the steam guard will definitely help this bald white ghost and ask Mr. to admit his mistake. White ghosts are used to doing things like this, and those steam guards are not easy to mess with ……Why bother?

It's better to make big things small and small things small.

This is also the usual way of doing things.

It's all business, it's all negotiable, why bother?

Don't usually see the Chinese workers making fun of Xi Ding, but when it comes to this critical moment, no one doesn't listen to Xi Ding's words. As soon as Xi Ding finished speaking, several Chinese workers teamed up and rushed towards the bald white man.

The ghosts are so tall and powerful that they are no match for the many hands and many feet. The Chinese workers did not dare to have the intention of hurting others. Standing up, the two big hairy legs are flopping upwards, and the mouth is still spraying feces, "fuck...son of bitch...".

Wu Qing smiled dumbly, her body seemed to be driven by the night wind, she leaned heavily on the cypress tree, picked up the mashed potatoes and continued eating, looking at the scene not far away.

Xi Ding led the way with a gloomy face, and carried the bald white ghost back to the white man's tent. The white ghosts in the tent laughed loudly.I don't know whether they are laughing at the bald white man with a disheveled face, or at the shy and timid Xi Ding and others.

Xiding turned a deaf ear and walked to another tent, which was guarded by a steam guard.

Hearing the faint roar of the steam engine under the uniform of the steam guard, Xi Ding was a little apprehensive, but he still insisted,
"I'm Xiong Hua's nephew, and I want to see Mr. Philip."

The steam guard with a pipe in his mouth also saw the farce, and the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes wrinkled, but he didn't say much. He took the pipe from his mouth and turned back to shout into the tent,

"Philip, Xiong Hua's nephew wants to see you..."

Philip in the tent was talking with Tlaloc in annoyance, when he heard his subordinate shouting, he shouted angrily,
"Let him go! If it's a vulgar bastard like Bald Fogg, let them solve it themselves, and don't bother us anyway!"

When Philip returned to the camp, he saw the behavior of the bald white man, but the conflict between a rotten ghost with a red neck and a group of yellow monkeys was not worth his troubles.

The steam guard at the door shrugged his shoulders at Xi Ding, with a half-smile,
"Boy, you're lucky, Philip won't care anymore, you can beat up that bastard Fogg..."

Xi Ding's face immediately darkened.Shit!I was so afraid that this was the case. It sounds nice to beat this white ghost, but you must know that there are clear personal protection clauses in the labor contracts of white ghosts, but Huagong does not.

Xi Ding didn't believe that he really wanted to beat up this bald white ghost, and the steam guard with a playful look in front of him would not intervene.

Wu Qing in Xiong Hua Tavern beat up some white people before, but Xiong Hua compensated the medical expenses and sent two loyal little brothers to go out to accept the punishment, so it was fine.It's not the same thing as beating someone in front of the steam guards now.

Xi Ding lowered his head for a while, then gritted his teeth, and turned around to greet the Chinese workers to leave. It was as expected. As soon as the Chinese workers put down the bald white man, he was sure that Xi Ding and others would not dare to cause trouble. The laughter of other white ghosts It also made him feel prickly in his ears.

As soon as he was released, the bald white man turned his back and punched a Chinese worker, who was caught off guard so loudly that his mouth was full of blood.

The other white ghosts got more excited and booed,

"Fight back, fight back, you group of yellow-skinned monkeys can't even beat a drunkard, can you?"

But when the other Chinese workers saw their two companions falling down, they just fled in all directions instinctively.

The screams and noise alarmed Philip and Tlaloc in the tent, especially Philip. He got out of the tent angrily, with his nose wide open, gasping for breath, and burning red spots could be seen faintly, waving his hands angrily. riding whip.

Indiscriminately whipped at Xiding, Ren Xiding ran away, but he is considered thin among ordinary people, how can he avoid the whip of the steam guard at this time, especially Philip is the adapter of the four-type micro-steamer, In Jie Jiesheng's evaluation, this is equivalent to Jiuliangtian.

Xi Ding, an ordinary person, can escape from Philip's hands, but Philip is looking at Xiong Hua's face.

There were a few red marks and blood on his arms, but he still ran back with the two injured Chinese workers.

The bald white man got angry and did not continue to chase. Seeing Xi Ding and the Chinese laborers fleeing in dismay, the bald white man and his companions clapped their hands and laughed, and sang a Western song in chorus.
"John, Gringo John,
Five short years ago, I welcomed you from Canton, oh, John—

I wish I hadn't done this,
Oh John, you tricked me,

Of all the things you stole,

Our gold is what you want with all your heart..."

Wu Qing looked at this scene, stood up under the cypress tree, patted the dust under the buttocks, and the evil spirit rose with the flying dust, but suddenly stopped, he stared at Xi Ding who was running back and didn't know what he thought, and started again sat down,
He patted his side and said to Xi Ding,

"Come and sit."

(End of this chapter)