The slave boy tried hard to keep up with Lin Feng.
There are ten guards waiting in front for a long time.
"Get on the horse and go."
Lin Feng jumped onto the horse with a light movement.
The slave boy was also assigned an old horse. He mounted the horse with a swift and agile movement, as if he was an expert who had been riding horses for many years. He had just sat down when he noticed Lin Feng's gaze: "But what's wrong with me?"
Lin Feng asked: "Are you good at riding and shooting?"
The slave boy's answer was flawless. He smiled and said, "How can anyone from the Shiwu tribe not be good at archery and horse riding? Once they are old enough to walk and jump, they can do anything on horseback." He was the most favored youngest son before his family fell into poverty, so naturally he was skilled in archery and horse riding.
Lin Feng did not comment.
He just said indifferently: "Follow."
Night patrols were her habit. Whether she was at war or not, she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't go out for a walk. By the way, she could also serve as a guard patrol, killing two birds with one stone. Because the valley had been taken during the day, the lord led the army to speed up the pace and stationed here before nightfall. To Lin Feng, this place was completely unfamiliar, but the slave boy was very familiar with it.
After all, he has been working here for a month.
With Lin Feng's tacit consent, the slave boy lagged only half a body length behind her. They were silent all the way. He was the one who took the initiative to bring up the topic: "For night alert, so many people are not enough, right?" Once there is danger, the whole group may be wiped out before the message can be delivered.
Lin Feng said: "This is not the purpose."
The slave boy was curious but did not ask.
Lin Feng took the initiative to say: "To find someone."
Whenever they came across a possible hiding place, they would search it carefully, and their behavior seemed very strange to the young slave.
"Who are you looking for?"
Lin Feng said: "Someone about your age."
The young slave said sincerely, "In this valley? What are the characteristics? Maybe I have seen it and can help."
Lin Feng shook his head: "I don't know."
This answer puzzled the young slave.
But Lin Feng's face seemed to be covered with frost, so he knew better than to ask any more questions. After all, curiosity kills the cat.
There was no gain from the night patrol tonight.
Half an hour later, Lin Feng led his men back to the camp.
The slave boy was handed over to the guards for settlement. Lin Feng rode on his horse to enjoy the night breeze for a while, then turned his horse and ran towards Gu Chi's tent. The candle in the tent was not yet extinguished. Lin Feng ordered someone to announce it, opened the tent and entered: "Sir."
"Lingde is here, what did you gain?"
Gu Chi was bored and playing chess. Speaking of which, most of these scholars have similar hobbies. Gu Chi is just like his teacher. Whenever he has something bothering him, he likes to play chess. Lin Feng sat down opposite him. He said, "Nothing gained..."
"Look at your killing intent, how come you didn't get anything?"
"Although there is no gain, but this person..."
Gu Chi said: "Does it match what your teacher said?"
Chu Yao was also a traitor to his apprentice. The "bright future after a dark period" scholar's way was not reliable, and the dream did not give clear instructions. He said that he would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go... But if they met his conditions, he could find hundreds of thousands of people among the Ten Crows, and he could kill them all? If he really had this ability, the Ten Crows would have been trampled to pieces long ago. Gu Chi looked at Lin Feng, and the little girl was about to be possessed by a demon.
Lin Feng said: "It does match."
Match means you can kill.
Gu Chi disagreed: "Let's keep it and observe slowly. If it's fake, it can be regarded as less sin; if it's real, how precious is the treasure of the Queen of Shiwu? I have learned before that the experience of Shiwu is to let it fend for itself, but there are people watching behind the scenes. It's called experience, but it's just a round to gain a resounding reputation..."
To put it bluntly, it is to gild.
Lin Feng immediately understood what Gu Chi said.
How could the most noble prince of Shiwu become a slave
According to the salt merchant, when he bought the boy, he was indeed in a state of poverty. He was bought by him and encountered vagrants and robbers. The slave boy was imprisoned for as long as the salt merchant was trapped. How could this be a gilded trip for the second generation of the government
It seemed like something went wrong and he had to do it to save his life, or maybe he had more plans.
These mysteries can only be solved one by one.
Gu Chi: "Anyway, the person is in our hands and can be killed at any time."
If you can hook the big fish hidden in the dark, you will make a big profit.
Lin Feng was naturally moved.
“The students understand.”
Even if you have to kill, you have to squeeze out the value before killing.
"But... he made suspicious moves today to inquire about the master's identity..." Lin Feng expressed his concerns, "If he tries to harm the master like in the teacher's dream..."
No matter what interests are behind him...
Kill him and be done with it.
Gu Chi frowned and said, "Keep a close eye on it. I will report this matter to the lord and see what the lord decides."
These worries were based on the assumption that the slave boy was the target. If he was not, they would be worrying for nothing. Lin Feng nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you, sir. It's late, so I'll take my leave." Lin Feng was still worried.
I ran into Xu Quan who was on night shift.
Although there was no need to continue pretending now, Xu Quan seemed to like his current state very much. He relied on his good looks to tease people everywhere, and honest people like Xian Yujian suffered the most. With the extra treatment from his lord, he enjoyed dressing up as a woman.
But he is a real man after all. It's okay when he is consciously restraining himself. But when there is no one around, Xu Quan's behavior starts to unleash, which is really eye-catching.
"Hey, what's wrong with Miss Lingde? You look so sad?"
Lin Feng didn't hide it.
Several senior executives are aware of her important mission.
Xu Quan stroked his chin, and quickly came up with an idea. He puffed out his chest and said, "This is easy. Do you want me to help?"
Lin Feng: “???”
Xu Quan touched his face, narcissistic.
"Since ancient times, heroes have been unable to resist the temptation of beautiful women."
Lin Feng: “…”
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