Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

"I'm going to make you suffer tonight, and spend the night in the wild."

Xiaojiu and Xiaoqi haven't spoken yet, when Wang Cai said,

"Sir, we are not suffering."

Zhao Lang squinted his eyes slightly, and he almost forgot that there was a wealthy man next to him.

"Wangcai, take this food and give it to Uncle Hei and the others too."

After spending the prosperous wealth away, Zhao Langcai continued to say to the two,

"It's been a long night, sir, let me tell you a monkey story."

"Okay, okay."

Looking at Xiao Jiu and Xiao Qi's expectant eyes, Zhao Lang said slowly,

"There is a mountain of flowers and fruits, and there is a stone on the mountain..."

...

At this time, Heifu took the food sent by Wangcai and distributed it to the old man next to him.

The two of them stood beside the bullock cart, while the others kept watch around the perimeter.

Not sleeping all night is not a big problem for them.

The old man looked at Zhao Lang beside the fire and muttered to Heifu,

"Brother Hefu, why do I feel that the son seems to have lied to this family, the things in this bullock cart are definitely not simple."

Hefu glanced at his old brother and said,

"Although I don't know what this thing is, but the son asked us to keep it, so we'll know."

At this time, the old man smiled and said,

"Then our son, who has been suffering from dementia for more than ten years, has a very dark heart. Ten jin is exchanged for one jin. It seems that Xiaoqi's family has taken advantage of it, but this food is nothing to the son."

Hafu thought for a moment, then shook his head and said,

"Giving too much is not good for Xiao Qi's family."

"My son, this approach is very appropriate."

The old man froze for a moment and said,

"How can there be any harm if you give too much? Of course, the more food and money, the better!"

Hefu did not explain this time, saying,

"Let's be optimistic about these things. What do we think so much about?"

"As long as Xiao Qi is still with the son, the family will not suffer."

The old man grinned and said,

"That's right, Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu are definitely going to enter the son's room."

The night was getting darker, and the surroundings became quiet, except for the sound of frogs.

No one noticed that not far away, two people in black night clothes were observing the camp.

"No. 89, this is the outer city of the imperial capital, what danger will there be?"

One of the men in black said with a bit of a complaint,

"We are the Black Ice Guards that His Majesty trusts the most, yet we come to do this kind of thing."

Another said coldly,

"Number 97, His Majesty personally ordered you to follow Young Master Lang. What's your opinion?"

"If you didn't enter the Black Ice Guard, just because you dare to question Your Majesty, I will kill you on the spot!"

Number 97 immediately shut his mouth and focused on looking at the camp.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blows.

No. 97 couldn't help but say,

"No. 89, do you feel a little cold?"

But the people on the other side did not respond.

No. 97 suddenly realized that something was wrong, put one hand on the ground, and his whole body directly rose from the ground!

But it's too late.

He only saw a white figure, a hand knife fell steadily on his neck, and when his eyes darkened, he fainted very simply.

The man in white found two tokens from the man in black, and whispered to himself,

"Black Ice Guard? Why are they here?"

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the only thatched hut in the wilderness.

At this time, inside the thatched hut.

The woman slept in the room with the child, and the man slept alone in the main room.

The man in white entered the house and gently woke the man.

When the man saw the man in white who suddenly appeared, he did not panic, but showed a hint of surprise, saying,

"Senior brother! You are back!"

The man in white made a small gesture and said,

"What about the things I gave you before?"

The man looked ashamed and told the situation today.

After listening to the man in white, he frowned slightly, but he couldn't blame it.

This man was not a direct disciple of the master's sect originally, and it is commendable that he can persevere until now.

Anyway, these people didn't go far, they just took things back.