Exile is exile, is half of the capital enough as compensation?

It was not until the next turn that Lao Wu stepped forward and parked the cart in the open space at the corner. Just as he was about to take the cart from Leng Youran, Leng Youran had already parked his cart next to his.

"Let's go."

Lao Wu scratched his head and took her to the dark alley behind.

Arriving at the gate of an inconspicuous courtyard, Lao Wu stopped and looked at Leng Youran. Leng Youran was a little puzzled, "What's wrong? There's something on my face."

"The key is..." Lao Wu pointed at her waist.

Leng Youran noticed the key on Lao San's waist when she was changing clothes with him. She put it away without thinking much about it at the time. Now she really wants to say that it's a good thing that she put it away, otherwise she would have to leave just after arriving.

She took out the key from the space and was about to open the door when Lao Wu took over her action.

One can tell from the smooth movements that these things have been done many times.

After opening the door, Lao Wu noticed that Leng Youran had been staring at him. He then belatedly remembered his previous behavior and chuckled, "Hehe, Master, I'm sorry, I'm used to this."

Leng Youran reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work."

She knew that Lao Wu's status was low, but she didn't expect that Lao Wu's status would be so low.

Even such a small thing as opening the door requires him to do it.

The two entered the yard. Leng Youran looked around the yard. The yard was not big. Apart from a small courtyard, there were only two rooms that didn't look very big.

After entering the yard, the two of them walked to the stone table and sat down tacitly. Not long after they sat down, Leng Youran heard voices coming from the next yard.

Leng Youran listened carefully for a while and found that the voice was extremely familiar.

"It's the person who just joined us. Master, even though we entered the alley separately, we actually live right next to each other. I don't know what Zhu Dazhi was thinking. He's obviously connected to each other, but he wants to do this."

Leng Youran listened to Lao Wu's mumbling but was thinking about other things in his mind, and responded with a few words here and there.

After a while, a gong sounded, and Lao Wu stood up without even thinking and said, "Dinner is ready, I'll go get it."

By the time Leng Youran reacted, Lao Wu was no longer in the yard.

Leng Youran ignored him and sat at the stone table recalling the gesture of the person in charge.

He also gestured with his hands.

When Lao Wu returned with the basket, he saw his mistress playing with her hands. He walked over to her and saw the gestures she was making. "Master, are you still thinking about the code words the master used earlier?"

"Well, I'm curious, let me think about it." Leng Youran said nonchalantly.

After a while, she really figured it out.

This, this is not...

Thinking about it, he made another gesture and was about to ask Lao Wu if he had seen it before, when he heard Lao Wu excitedly say: "Master...Master, this, this..."

"Why, looks familiar?"

"Yes, that's the signal the leader used the last time we went out."

Leng Youran laughed when he heard this.

It turned out to be the case.

Isn’t this the gesture of one, two, three, four?

Tonight, the person in charge first put his two index fingers together, then extended another index finger, then put two fingers together again, then extended a palm, and finally extended two palms again.

Doesn’t this mean today’s date, November 15th?

As for the last one.

"Old Five, when you went out last time, did the person in charge make this gesture at the end?" Leng Youran said as he stretched out his hand and made a six gesture in front of Old Five.

"Yes, yes, that's right. That night he told me to make the same gesture when I came back."

Leng Youran smiled.

It seems that this last gesture is to indicate that they are traveling.

"Do you gesture like this every time you come back?"

Lao Wu shook his head, "No, sometimes it's like this, sometimes it's like this..."

Lao Wu said this while gesturing.

Leng Youran smiled faintly. That's right. It seems that the number of people going out each time is not fixed. The gestures made later are based on the number of people going out.

Ten of them went out today, and the two hands that the leader stretched out at the end represented ten people.

As for why he didn't continue to use two fingers together to make the number ten, he probably wanted to confuse the audience!

"Do you have many people delivering corpses?"

"Not many, just ten of us."

"Then why are you Xiao Wuzi? Is it because your real name is Lao Wu that you use Xiao Wu as a pseudonym?"

Lao Wu shook his head. "No, Master, it's a coincidence. Didn't I save the housekeeper before? That night, Xiao Wuzi's man was killed by a wild beast, so I took his place. Don't look at the one, two, three, and four people lined up here. In fact, they all came earlier than me. Of course, this is also because no one died here. If someone died, my position would be promoted."

Leng Youran understood that this was the succession system.

No matter how many people died, there were only ten people in the corpse delivery team, and they were always counting one, two, three, four, and five.

"Master, eat something first. We have a mission tonight so we can have a snack." Lao Wu said as he opened the food basket.

Leng Youran looked at the dish in front of her that she couldn't tell what it was, and then looked at the roast chicken with only the butt left.

"You're going to eat this?"

"Master, this is already very good. We can still eat white rice from time to time. The people here haven't seen white rice for a long time."

Leng Youran shook her head and said, "I don't want to eat it, and you shouldn't eat it either." Leng Youran took out a bag from her arms and handed it to Lao Wu.

Lao Wu's eyes lit up when he saw the thing wrapped in oil paper.

Swallowed his saliva, "Master, this..."

"Eat it, it's all yours. I've eaten it."

Lao Wu was not polite and quickly opened the oil paper package, picked up the roast chicken inside and started eating without caring about his image.

Leng Youran sighed, "Ah... look how greedy this kid is."

After returning, she would inform Huo Tong and prepare some food for Lao Wu every time he returned.

As the saying goes, no matter how hard life is, we must not let our children suffer.

Lao Wu didn't know that he had been classified as a child in Leng Youran's heart.

He was burping contentedly.

夜

Leng Youran left the yard where they were quietly.

Through spiritual exploration, she easily found the unique Governor's Mansion in the somewhat desolate northern city.

Leng Youran teleported to the back door of the Governor's Mansion. Looking at the small door in front of him, which was made of fine golden nanmu wood, he felt extremely sad.

Thinking about what he had just seen along the way, his malice towards Zhu Dazhi deepened a little.

Almost every courtyard in Beidi City is somewhat dilapidated, except for this one, which is extremely luxurious.