Twilight Boundary Chapter 120

Chapter 120 A Jar of Blood Tai Sui (please vote for more updates)

“Xiao Hongtang, can you wade in the water?”

There were still more than ten feet away from the shore. Hu Ma deliberately slowed down and asked in a low voice.

When Yang Gong's little messenger went to Zhuangzi to deliver a message to himself, he was wet. He didn't know whether it was because of that or because he had crossed the river.

But Hu Ma certainly knows how to raise little messengers to deliver letters and small items, which is quite common in this world.

 But I have never asked Xiao Hongtang to give anything, so I don't know what the rules and taboos are when they give things.

Xiao Hongtang turned her little head, nodded vigorously, and said: "Xiao Hongtang is not afraid of water, and she can even **** her."

"awesome…"

Hu Ma praised her and was about to arrange a job for her, but Xiao Hongtang thought for a moment and said, "But you can't go into the water now, there is something in the water."

"And there are people burning incense on the shore. They are very cruel. This is telling us that we can no longer deliver letters. If we are discovered, we will be beaten to death."

“They will see me if I go into the water now. I don't want to be beaten by them…”

"of course…"

 Hu Ma was reluctant to let Xiao Hongtang be beaten, not to mention that if she was really caught, it might not be a matter of beating.

Looking up, I saw the group of people on the shore setting up an incense table with something on it and a little smoke floating in it.

Perhaps this is some kind of magic method being used to warn the evil spirits in the past. It's a bit like our brothers are killing people and the irrelevant people disperse.

 But in this case, how could he get in touch with Yang Gong?

“But Xiao Hongtang can also prevent them from seeing it.”

While thinking about it, Xiao Hongtang thought about it for a moment and suddenly said: "You can hide on old objects."

 “Old objects?”

Hu Ma was startled and thought of the mahogany sword. After all, it was a wooden sword that would not sink in water and would not be easily noticed.

 But this way, the difficulty is somewhat higher.

Suddenly my heart relaxed, and I laughed softly: "Then would you like to send me something?"

Xiao Hongtang blinked, still shaking her legs.

Hu Ma said: "It's done, I'll give you a big piece of green food."

Xiao Hongtang pouted her mouth and seemed not to hear Hu Ma's words.

Hu Ma sighed helplessly, and with a firm heart, she promised again: "Then I'll give you two big pieces of green food."

Xiao Hongtang immediately narrowed her eyes with laughter: "Okay."

 Foodies are relatively simple, just like Lao Se Pi can always give people a sense of security...

Hu Ma felt relieved, warned Xiao Hongtang carefully, and put the things she had prepared in advance into the small basket she carried.

While there was still some distance from the shore, he quietly took off the mahogany sword and put it into the water at the stern of the boat.

Looking at Xiao Hongtang sitting on the mahogany sword and quietly walking towards the water temple, Hu Ma calmed down and pulled the oars to move towards the other side.

 Others could not see Xiao Hongtang, let alone the small wooden sword, but they could see him from a distance.

Before they even reached the shore, people on the shore gathered around and shouted, "What are you doing? Come over and talk!"

He took a deep breath, put on a smile, and stepped forward to greet her.

 “Brother Yang Gong, you still don't believe me?”

In the current Water Temple, there are three people sitting or lying in front of the dilapidated incense table.

One of them had a livid face and was already dead. He had a horrific wound on his chest, as if his stomach had been opened.

The other two had red belts tied around their waists, and one of their arms was tied with a strip of cloth. They looked injured as well, and their faces looked very pale. They were asking Yang Gong by the window.

"They burned incense, but the little angel couldn't come back. I don't know what happened."

Yang Qiong had a jar wrapped in a bag on his back. He kept staring at the movement outside and spoke in a low voice.

“But as long as the little messenger goes out, the message will be delivered, and the helper must be here soon..."

"Who are you giving it to? Master Zheng Xiang?"

The injured Hongxiang disciple said with some doubts in his voice: "He has a fast horse. If he comes, I'm afraid he has already arrived..."

 “Zheng Xiangzhu?”

Yang Gong heard the words and sneered: "If you invite him here and tell him that we have such things on us, haha..."

"Believe it or not, he will definitely come, and this jar of blood food will return to the Empress Association."

 “But we definitely can't go back!”

The injured Hongxiang disciple's face was already a bit pale, and he couldn't understand Yang Gong's words.

Zheng Xiangzhu has never been on good terms with them. If they really invite him, the people from the Tsing Yi Gang outside think they can force him to retreat.

However, there is a high probability that Master Zheng Xiang will kill the two of them and take the jar of blood food back alone to receive the merit.

 After all, no matter what, Master Zheng Xiang would not sit back and watch a few of them take such great credit...

 “Then...then who did you invite?”

The Hongxiang disciple who was injured on his arm said in despair: "We can't bear it anymore..."

“We were all injured and didn't have anything to eat. They broke in without us paying attention..."

 “Hold on a little longer…”

Yang Gong gritted his teeth slightly and whispered: "The person I asked the little messenger to find is one of my brothers..."

"He should be a reliable person, he should...maybe come?"

"…" "brother…"

The Hongxiang disciple who was injured on his arm also hurriedly asked: "What is his identity? Can he be...reliable?"

This sentence really stopped Yang Gong.

 He ​​subconsciously felt that Hu Ma was a person he could be friends with, and he also made an agreement with him to take away this batch of blood food from his village. If something happened, he would seek help from him.

 But it was only now that I realized that I had only met that Hu Guanshi twice.

Besides, those who burn red incense all know that what they have learned is their real skill. Those who burn green incense are just errand boys. Can they really help at this time?

“Who is brother Yang Gong...”

At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly sounded.

Yang Gong and another boy were startled, turned around, and picked up the things in their hands.

But when he took a closer look, he found that it was a little girl with two braids, wearing a red dress, and carrying a basket on her little arm.

She was looming, with a ghostly aura all over her body. She was obviously not a living person, but she didn't seem to be hostile.

"Brother Huma asked me to bring you food..."

Xiao Hongtang, however, turned her eyes and looked at Yang Gong, then lifted up the black cloth on her little basket.

Yang Gong and another Hongxiang guy were startled when they saw this, and then they were overjoyed.

In the basket, there were a few fist-sized pieces of dried meat. They were clearly Qing Tai Sui. They probably weighed more than a kilogram in total.

It is very convenient for ghosts to carry messages and deliver things, but blood food is difficult to obtain. After all, ghosts themselves are evil spirits. They will go crazy when encountering blood food. The more blood food they bring, the more crazy they will become. Yang Gong will be very angry. I'm sure, my lame kid can eat even half a tael of free food, let alone a pound of green food.

But now, this little red angel actually brought in a pound of green food?

The two of them were trapped here. What they were most afraid of was being hungry and injured. They were afraid that they would not be able to survive. With this pound of green food, it was a life-saving thing.

If you just want to survive, eating just one bite of green food a day can keep you energetic all day long.

 “Are you a meddling messenger?”

Yang Gong had seen the green food and had no doubts anymore. He took the green food in the basket and asked, "How did you get in?"

 “Brother Huma sent me in, he is outside.”

Xiao Hongtang said crisply, seeing them taking out the green food, she took the basket back.

　　This was given to her by her mother-in-law, and she was reluctant to throw it away.

“He asked me to come in and ask who are the people outside, and to discuss a way to get you out.”

"Very good…"

Yang Gong's eyes turned red for a moment when he heard Xiao Hongtang's words.

Turning his head to look at another Hongxiang disciple, he saw that he had green food in his mouth, but he also looked confused and alert, so he said proudly: "Did you hear that?"

“This Manager Hu is what I call a good brother. The first time I met him, I knew he was a reliable person.”

“After getting our letter, I rushed over to help overnight. Do you think this is not a good brother?”

 The Hongxiang disciple also nodded repeatedly: "With such loyalty, of course he is a good brother..."

　　…“How many people did he bring?”

Xiao Hongtang said: "Brother Hu Ma came here by himself."

"ah?"

Hearing this, the two men were startled again: "What's the use of coming here by yourself?"

 “Perhaps he thought more carefully.”

Yang Gong was also startled for a moment, and said in a low voice: "There are few men in their village, so it's useless to bring them."

“Besides, now that we have green food in hand, we can last a little longer..."

“Haha, if we weren't worried that once this jar was opened, the smell of blood and food inside would disturb the things in the river, we could have been with them until the Chinese New Year...”

As he spoke, he pondered for a moment, and then whispered some instructions to Xiao Hongtang, asking her to go back and tell Hu Ma.

Thinking of the little angel's rules, he groped around in his arms, took out a piece of dried meat, and handed it to Xiao Hongtang.

 This is Bai Taisui. It was originally his last ration, and he didn't want to eat it all night.

 As usual, it is rewarded to the little angel.

And Xiao Hongtang looked at the dried meat in his hand, shook his little head, didn't pick it up, picked up his little basket, turned around and left.

Yang Gong was stunned: "How did you train this Hu Guanshi? The little messenger actually doesn't want to reward him?"

Huma, who was on the boat, had already silently used the lung training method when he docked.

By the time he reached the shore, his face was pale, almost transparent, and extremely weak. He was completely different from his usual self.

This was simpler and more convenient than any other method of disguise. Seeing how weak he was, the people on the shore gave up their suspicions.

 A sick man, even if he has a knife on his body, does not deserve too much attention.

He just asked him a few questions about his origins, where he was going, etc., and then asked him to leave the boat behind and leave as soon as possible.

Hu Ma didn't argue, and after a few words, he went behind a big rock nearby, pretending to tie up the boat, and quietly picked up the mahogany sword that came along the water.

"What?"

 After walking a few steps, he listened to Xiao Hongtang's words while walking, and almost lost his composure: "Blood Tai Sui?"

 “How big is the jar?”

Xiao Hongtang opened her two little hands vigorously and made a gesture. Hu Ma was so shocked that her heart almost jumped out of her cavity.

　　　Where the **** did Yang Gong get such a batch of valuable things?

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