You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

When Xi Boyang heard Jiang Si talking to him again, he was so happy that his tail almost stood up in the air. He immediately asked someone to bring out a few horses.

He waved his hand and said, "What are you talking about borrowing? Daddy's things are yours. If you like them, I can give you the entire Xindiefang."

The horse was led down from the back mountain of Yaolu. Jiang Si looked at this not-so-big hill and thought there was actually a horse hidden here. Could this be the nest of Xindiefang?

The best intelligence organization in the world must have a lot of good stuff.

Jiang Si's hands are itching again.

But unfortunately, the number of teleportations for today has been used up, otherwise I would have made a lot of money.

Alas, miscalculation.

It seems that using teleportation to travel is still not very reliable.

Xi Boyang was very considerate and arranged a horse for each of them, especially for Jiang Si, and wanted her to choose one herself at the stable.

Jiang Si naturally rejected his kindness again and chose a pure white pony from them.

There is nothing else to say, because this pony is so good-looking and she is a face lover.

After saying goodbye to Xi Boyang, the group set off again.

I have to say that Xindiefang is worthy of being the number one intelligence organization in the world. Their horses are all good horses and they run so fast.

Jiang Si doesn't know how to drive a carriage, but she is very good at riding a horse. She took the lead and ran very fast, and even raced with Fan Tong.

It didn't take long for them to reach the city where they could repair it.

When the group passed the checkpoint, they attracted a lot of attention.

Look at them riding good horses, but they are all covered in dust and dirt, it is hard not to attract other people's attention.

Seeing that each of them was dirtier than the other, Jiang Si decided to rest here for a while before setting off again.

So, when several people appeared at the door of the Fan family's restaurant here, the owner was stunned.

Because he had just received a message via carrier pigeon saying that the eldest young master and the young mistress were heading south to inspect the shops and might pass by here.

I thought they had only set out in the morning, so it would be evening by the time they got here, but I didn't expect to see them so soon.

Could it be that they fly like pigeons?

The shopkeeper arranged accommodation for the few people with full of doubts.

Half an hour later, Jiang Si and the others were sitting in the restaurant lobby, watching three waiters going in and out of the next room, each carrying a basin in their hands.

White water went in and black water came out, and this lasted for about an hour.

Afterwards, the three waiters were so tired that they sat down at the door and complained.

"I have never seen such a dirty person in my life. If the young master hadn't brought him here, who would be willing to serve him?"

"Yes, it took five buckets of water to wash it clean."

"You didn't see it. As soon as he got into the tub, the water turned black without even rubbing it. It was so black that you could use it to write directly. I wonder how much ink sticks could be saved."

The waiter's words resonated with the other two waiters, who nodded in agreement.

Fan Tong and others who were standing by were all feeling very embarrassed when listening to the conversation between the three young masters.

The same goes for his glasses. He has traveled through time and space but he didn’t even know how to wash them. I really don’t know how he can stand looking like this.

Just when the flowers were almost withering after waiting for a few minutes, the man who almost exhausted three waiters to death trying to take a bath finally came out.

The loose clothes covered his bone frame and did not fit him at all. Due to lack of nutrition, he had almost no flesh on his face and his eyes were deeply sunken, like a mutated zombie who had not been able to eat for a long time, with only skin covering his bones.

Ming Jinghuan, looking haggard, squinted his eyes and tried hard to see the road ahead clearly.

But obviously, this behavior is futile.

Because he had just opened the door when he tripped over the threshold.

No one knew what kind of martial arts Ming Jinghuan's original body practiced. His head made close contact with the ground, smashing the floor tiles of the restaurant hall into pieces.

Ming Jinghuan supported himself on the ground with both hands and pulled his head out from the floor tiles. Then he reached out to Fan Tong and the others and begged for help helplessly, "Boss, save me!"

This guy is old, weak, sick and disabled, and he has beautiful martial arts skills but he doesn't know how to use them. It's amazing.

Fan Tong held his forehead helplessly and waved in the direction of Ming Jinghuan.

Xie Yuan, who was sitting next to him, immediately stepped forward and helped the man up.

"I thought I was a rich second-generation who paid for everything in my previous life, but I didn't expect to become a beggar in this life. Oh my God, is this a punishment for spending too much money in my previous life?"

With the support of Xie Yuan, Ming Jinghuan walked and muttered.

A few people were too lazy to pay attention to him and rolled their eyes silently.

When it comes to comparing misery, they are not afraid at all.

Ming Jinghuan was a good-natured guy. He was not embarrassed when no one spoke to him. After being helped to sit down by Xie Yuan, he narrowed his eyes and began to look around.

"Why is there no one in this hall? Have you reserved the whole place?"

The store was clearly packed when they entered just now, so how come it was empty while they were taking a shower?

"Haha, isn't this all thanks to you?" Zhang Xiaoxi sneered and looked at Ming Jinghuan with disdain in his eyes.

"What does it have to do with me?" Ming Jinghuan was speechless. It had nothing to do with him if the customers were gone.

"I was so sick of your bath water that I ran away. I couldn't even eat a bite of food." Zhang Xiaoxi responded and rolled his eyes at Ming Jinghuan several times.

But her sarcasm was obviously not enough. Even if she rolled her eyes to the sky, it was useless because Ming Jinghuan, who was extremely nearsighted, couldn't see it.

Ming Jinghuan scratched his hair, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You must have traveled through time several days ago, so why are you still in such a terrible state?"

Fan Tong still gets goose bumps when he thinks of Ming Jinghuan's dirty and naked appearance an hour ago.

"I have no memories in this body, but my original body has extremely powerful martial arts. How do I know if I am being chased by enemies? I can't even see, so I have to continue pretending to be a beggar." Ming Jinghuan explained anxiously.

"Even if that's the case, can't you at least wash it clean?" Ye Zhiming couldn't help but complain.

When I first met Ming Jinghuan, the smell on him was even stronger than the smell of his athlete's feet.

Ming Jinghuan felt very aggrieved when he heard this. "Do you think I didn't want to? I couldn't see clearly. I stumbled around in the woods for several circles. It's hard to see clearly and it affects my sense of direction. If I wasn't good at martial arts and could hunt for food, I would have starved to death long ago."

Thinking about the life he had lived in the past few days, sleeping in the open air every day, not even able to find water and only able to drink animal blood, Ming Jinghuan felt very aggrieved and even shed two lines of tears.

Just as Ming Jinghuan was wiping away his tears, an extremely arrogant voice suddenly came from the entrance of the restaurant.

"Where are the people? Where have they gone? Don't they even come out to greet me?"

This man started shouting at the top of his voice before he even entered the door, as if he was afraid that others couldn't see him.

The moment the words fell, the attention of Jiang Si and others was attracted.