After the immortal disappeared

So they won't give up hope yet. As long as the time has not passed, they will not leave early. "

The mirror reminded him: "You are assuming that Mr. Mai has not been angry with the people behind the scenes. What if they have already contacted him?"

"There is no harm in giving it a try. At most it will be a waste of work. Even if you show your flattery to a blind man, what's the big deal?" Who can't afford the cost of trial and error? Anyway, it wasn't him. "Besides, based on my inference, they probably haven't seen Mr. Mai."

"Why?"

"He doesn't even live here, but all the clues obtained from him point directly to Bai Shaqiang. Isn't this interesting?"

The soul-capturing mirror asked curiously: "Don't he live in Baishaqian? Didn't the old man guarding him in Shuanglu Town say that he always passes by Baishaqian?"

"If he lived here for a long time, why didn't he buy a homestead?" He Lingchuan said softly, "He only lived in inns in Baishajian, and he stayed in several hotels. There are records in Zhongsun Mou."

"So Bai Shaqian is not his residence, but the long-term residence of the people behind the scenes."

Jing Jing felt puzzled: "Wait a minute, you said Mr. Mai led us here?"

"Otherwise?" He Lingchuan has had doubts since he received the "Record of Worshiping the Gods". The recent series of events have deepened his speculation. "He has led all the clues here, why bother to destroy it first?"

He paused, "Besides, we can verify it now."

The mirror was puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

He Lingchuan put down his work and stood up: "Call it off."

…

The next moment has arrived.

The occupancy rate of Chaohu Tea House is only 20%:

The blind date bureau, which was not high-end enough, was over. The two parties seemed to have parted on bad terms, each paying for the tea and leaving.

There were only two tables left.

At this time, a man in white came up from downstairs. At the same time, his steps slowed down and his eyes scanned around the tower, as if he was looking for someone.

There are only seven teahouses and tourists on the fourth floor, which can be seen at a glance.

He looks at people and others look at him.

But like other tourists, he did not sit down. He just walked to the corridor at the edge of the pagoda and walked around, as if he was watching the scenery.

He is wearing Yanghu white clothes, is very tall, has broad shoulders and long legs, and wears a curtain hat on his head. The shape of this thing is basically a hat as wide as a bamboo hat with silk mesh hanging around it to block the wind and sun.

With white sand and thick water, there are many mosquitoes on the shore. It is not uncommon for fishermen and travelers to often wear such hats.

But the mesh of this curtain hat is very dense, which basically blocks the face, leaving only a little outline.

The man walked around, then went to the tea table to pick up two bags of dried sweet potatoes, weighed them, took out a small piece of broken silver from his waist, and threw them to the waiter.

When doing these actions, the ruby ​​ring finger on the man in white's right hand was exposed.

"I'll give you change."

At this time, the two tea guests had finished talking and were about to stand up when the waiter suddenly dropped a few pennies on the ground. He squatted on the ground to pick it up, and inadvertently glanced up from below.

This action was subconscious, but after he looked away, he seemed to think of something, and looked up again. His eyes were straight, and he even forgot to get up.

Naturally, the man in white would not ignore his action.

He stepped back, turned his head and glanced at the tea room, and suddenly turned around and went downstairs.

The waiter quickly got up and called him: "Hey, sir, I'm looking for your money!"

The man in white ignored him and disappeared in an instant.

The old man came over to pay and asked the waiter: "What's wrong with you?"

"He, his face..." The man in white had disappeared at the top of the stairs, and the man was still looking there, "It looks familiar. I think I've seen it somewhere?"

While he was talking, two craftsmen from the repair team came over and asked him for a cup of tea.

After the man in white went downstairs, he stood at the entrance of Chaohu Tower and looked around.

Several officials happened to be passing by. He lowered his head and reached out to press the curtain cap, then blended into the crowd on the street and walked quickly eastward.

There are several rows of low houses surrounding Chaohu Tower, including private houses and shops, making it stand out from the crowd.

Only a dozen breaths had passed since the man in white left the pagoda. Three people came out of the short house opposite the Chaohu Tower. They were all dressed as civilians and walked in a leisurely manner, heading east as well.

But the man in white walked faster and faster, slipping into the carriage row at the corner of the street.

In the blink of an eye, before the three people behind him could catch up, the man in white had already led a chestnut horse out.

Apparently he had deposited it before.

These horse and carriage shops not only provide rental services, but also store and manage vehicles, which is very convenient.

Chaohu Tower is located in the suburbs, and there are no road restrictions. The man in white got on his horse and started running, pulling the three people who were following him farther and farther away.

This guy was quite vigilant. As soon as something unusual happened in the tower, he planned to leave Bai Shaqian directly and never stay.

His behavior clearly exceeded others' expectations.

The three people didn't know what happened to him in the tower, but they all accepted the mission, so they had to temporarily turn into the carriage and horse shop to buy horses, and then hurriedly caught up with him.

They originally wanted to rent three horses, but renting a carriage and horses requires a deposit and then registration, which is cumbersome and time-consuming. These three people could not and did not rent it, so they just threw their money into buying it.

That's easy.

However, one of them did not bring enough money, so he borrowed money from his companions to buy the horses.

With such a delay, a lot of time has passed.

Fortunately, the men in white didn't run wildly. They got on their horses and chased, and the distance could be gradually reduced.

There is also a magpie in the sky that keeps chasing the man in white, landing on treetops and roofs from time to time.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was less than ten feet, the three of them were about to speed up when suddenly more than a dozen riders jumped out of the woods on the edge, all dressed as soldiers. The leader pointed at the figure of the man in white and shouted: "We found him, it's him!"

There was a chaotic sound of horse hooves behind, and the man in white turned his head on the horse to take a look, and without saying a word, he whipped his horse to drive it!

"Don't run, or you'll be shot to death!" the pursuers shouted.

The man in white fled faster.

There is a sorghum field beside the roadside, which is growing beautifully and turns into an endless green gauze tent during this season.

The man in white simply jumped in on horseback.

Baishazai is rich in sorghum wine, and this crop is widely planted in the countryside. Its plant height is one to one and a half feet (35 meters). The man in white rushed in with his horse and men. As long as he lowered his head, it would be difficult for the pursuers behind him to see him and they could only identify his position by listening to the sound.

This endless field is like a big maze, and anyone who enters will be confused.

The three of them deliberately fell a few positions behind their pursuers and arrived two steps too late.

Of course, more than a dozen pursuers also entered the sorghum field and disappeared in the green gauze tent in an instant. The only sound was the sound of people and the sound of horses.

The three people stopped in front of the sorghum field and looked at each other.

To pursue or not to pursue?

The superiors asked them to keep a close eye on them, and it would be best if they could bring the person back. If they can't bring him back, then...

The leader thought for a while and said decisively: "Chase!"

The pursuers may lose their way, but they won't, because the magpie demon has been leading the way. With eyes from the sky, this maze-like green gauze tent can actually help them find their targets and intercept their pursuers.

One of them turned his horse's head and went back to report first; the other two looked at the black and white figure of the magpie flying in mid-air and chased straight into the sorghum field.

After running more than twenty feet, a mountain of meat suddenly appeared in front of him.

The two men reined in their horses urgently, but one of them still couldn't stop.

With a bang, people fell over.

The Roshan turned around, his face full of confusion and panic.

It turned out that it was a wild cow hiding in the green gauze tent and eating secretly. It thought that the tall sorghum stalks could hide its whereabouts. Unexpectedly, two blind men rushed in from outside and bumped into its buttocks.

Man Niu thought he had been caught and was frightened first, so he kicked his hoof and ran away with a rumble.

Like a bulldozer, it moved all the way, flattening large tracts of sorghum.

Countless birds suddenly flew down from the sky, scrambling to eat the fallen sorghum ears.

"Damn it!" The two cursed.

There were too many birds, chirping and flying little bodies everywhere, and they couldn't see where the magpie was at once.

We can only pursue it in the original direction.

After running for more than ten feet like this, the birds in the field suddenly started to frighten again, and the sound of flapping their wings was particularly loud.

A goshawk swooped down and pinned down some unlucky guy in the field.

There was chaos all around, with the sound of wind, human voices, horses hooting, and birds chirping, making it even harder for the two of them to identify their position.

The sorghum pole on the left suddenly rustled, which was different from the sound of the wind, and then a burnt-brown figure jumped out, as fast as lightning.

The horses neighed and the men stood up.

But the knight on its back had been thrown down.

It was only then that a deafening roar exploded in human ears.

In the green gauze tent, there was actually a tiger squatting!

As soon as the tiger demon appeared, it bit the prey's shoulder and held on to it. Its huge claws pressed on the collarbone, and the tiger's head twisted slightly.

Just hearing a crisp "click", the man's shoulder joint was dislocated.

This scene happened so fast, it took less than a breath and a half from the tiger's attack to its success.

Before the person who was knocked down could recover, he lost the ability to fight back, and saw a bloody mouth right in front of him, with sharp teeth shining coldly.

He screamed loudly in fear.

Another knight raised his sword and slashed at the tiger's back. Unexpectedly, the tiger seemed to have eyes on its back. It rolled over and dodged without losing a hair. On the contrary, the prey it bit was forcibly twisted half a circle, and it screamed in pain like a killing pig.

When the knight took a look, he didn't realize that he was ambushed. He didn't care about rescuing his companions, so he turned his horse and fled.

But he saw people and horses approaching from all directions, surrounding him.

The man in white they were chasing was standing at the front. He took off his curtain hat and used it as a fan, fanning himself twice: "Why don't you dismount and surrender? Do you want to lose an arm or a broken leg?"

This person is, of course, Mr. He.

Trapped in a tight siege, the tiger's suppressed roar came from behind again. This man's eyes were wandering, and he obviously had other ideas.

He Lingchuan immediately said: "Don't think wrongly, your companions will confess, and your death will be in vain!"

The moans of pain from my companion continued, but he was still very energetic and did not seem to be on the verge of death.

The man finally gave up, jumped off his horse and raised his hands: "I surrender, don't kill me!"

The soldiers swarmed up and tied the two men like rice dumplings.

He Lingchuan then stepped forward and asked, "Whose subordinates are you?"