Hearing Chen Liqiu's words, Batulu, who was driving the cart in front of him, shouted loudly, "Don't talk about a moment, I can hold on even for a few hours."

The carriage weighed two to three hundred kilograms. It also carried Taoist priest Lin and two wooden boxes. In addition, there were also iron rods weighing more than three hundred kilograms. The total weight was more than a thousand kilograms, but Batulu was not very strong.

Fortunately, he grabbed the shaft of the cart and ran forward without any difficulty.

Although there is some lameness in his left leg, it is not serious. Years of working in the fields have given him considerable endurance, and he can barely keep up with others even when running at full strength.

Facts have proved that Chen Liqiu's guess was correct. After half a stick of incense, everyone saw the inn in front of them. Inns are also divided into big and small. The inn in Zhoucheng covers a large area, with several courtyards for people to live in and a large stable for raising horses.

"Lao Wu, can you ride a horse?" Chen Liqiu asked.

"Not very good," he said while running a little out of breath, "I have only ridden bulls before."

"It won't work," Li Zhongyong's voice came from the other side, "Master is injured and cannot ride the horse, so he cannot abandon the carriage."

Li Zhongyong shouted, but Chen Liqiu did not answer. Looking at the inn in front of him getting closer and closer, Li Zhongyong said loudly, "As the ancients said, soldiers must be quick. When we get to the inn later, we will split up. Boss, you know the horses."

"Young and bad, you go to the stable to fetch the horse. The third and fourth brothers and I will restrain the postman. Fifth brother, there are ready-made food in the post station. You go and find some."

After Li Zhongyong finished speaking, everyone responded one after another.

All inns have lookout windows, overlooking the official road, in order to detect the messengers coming on horseback in advance. Some letters and battle reports are urgent, and the messengers have no time to enter the inn to rest. After arriving at the inn, they will change horses outside the inn and immediately

On the road, when encountering this situation, the postman needs to lead the horses out in advance and wait by the roadside.

The post station was different from the government office. Although there were soldiers, the number was not large. Everyone rushed forward and took action immediately. Li Zhongyong and Chen Liqiu showed their weapons and rushed into the post station with murderous intent. Batulu used the shaft stick to support the carriage, and then also

Rushed in.

"You stay and guard Master." Tian Zhen Gongchong said.

"I don't know martial arts and can't protect Master. Fourth Senior Sister, you stay here while I go find food." He ran into the inn holding a crossbow.

The post station is owned by the government, and robbing the inn station is equivalent to treason, so similar things rarely happen. When the incident happened suddenly, the post guards in the inn station were panicked. Seeing Li Zhongyong and others holding sharp knives, they did not dare to fight and stop them, and scattered and dodge.

The role of the post station is not only to change horses for messengers, but also to entertain passing officials. Therefore, the post station is equipped with enough food. Although they are long and thin, they hold arrows and crossbows and drive straight in. No one dares to stop them.

Different regions have different eating habits. In the north, pasta is mostly eaten, and the kitchens prepare a lot of long-lasting fire-roasted pancakes, which are served in bamboo baskets. Since they couldn't find the baggage, they simply took away the entire basket of fire-roasted pancakes.

He hurriedly returned the bamboo basket to the car, and when he lifted the car curtain, he happened to see Director Lin checking his injuries with his coat undressed. He saw that Director Lin's chest was completely dark, and there were signs of ulceration at the site of the previous injection.

"Master!" He took a deep breath.

Lin Taoist priest gathered up his shirt and said, "It's okay, just be more careful."

Seeing the strange sound, Tian Zhenyong, who was standing on the side of the carriage, asked eagerly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay." He put down the car curtain, turned around and ran back to the inn.

He originally wanted to go back and bring some more wine and pickles, but when he was running, he heard someone talking behind the wall. The person who spoke seemed to be a petty official, urging his subordinates to release the carrier pigeons.

Although I don't know where the pigeon will fly, I know that I can't let the postman release the pigeon. Once the pigeon is released, the news will inevitably leak.

Thinking of this, he followed the postman to a courtyard on the east side. After chasing him in, he discovered that there was a dovecot there. There were no less than twenty dovecots on the north and south sides. There was a table in the middle of the dovecot.

There are ready-made writing brushes and ink on it, and the postman is writing at his desk.

Seeing him rushing in with a crossbow in hand, the postman was so frightened that he dropped his brush, turned around and ran away.

I didn’t mean to hurt anyone, and I didn’t chase after him. I wanted to open the pigeon loft and let the pigeons fly, but I was worried that the empty pigeons would alert the officials. I was worried when I glanced at the bamboo strips pigeon cages next to me, so I opened the pigeon cages one by one.

In the pigeon loft, more than twenty homing pigeons were captured.

While he was busy catching homing pigeons, Chen Liqiu's voice came from the courtyard next door, "Take off, take off all your clothes."

Hearing Chen Liqiu shout, he was confused. Before he could react, Chen Liqiu's voice came again, "Woman, what are you thinking about? Don't take it off. What I want is the soap uniform."

At this point, it became clear that Chen Liqiu was robbing the officers and soldiers of their clothes. At this time, he had already grabbed all the pigeons into the pigeon cage, carried the pigeon cage and ran out.

After running a few steps, I remembered that there was official paper on the desk for Fei Ge to pass messages. I ran back and grabbed a handful and stuffed them into my arms. I also held the brush dipped in red ink in my mouth and ran away in a hurry.

Exited the inn.

When I came out of the inn, I saw Baturu moving wooden boxes outside the inn to change into a carriage. This was a large carriage with four horses and a shaft. The official stuff was very strong and elegant. It was better than what everyone had ridden before.

The carriage was more than twice as big.

"I asked you to find food. Why did you come back to catch pigeons?" Batulu was confused.

With the writing brush in his mouth, he couldn't speak. He put down the pigeon cage and took out the writing brush before he could free his mouth. "This is a homing pigeon. They want to fly the homing pigeon," he said.

Tell the truth."

After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the inn. Tian Zhengong's voice came from behind, "Lao Wu, come back early. Everyone in the Beggar Clan is following."

Just as he was about to answer the call, he almost bumped into Chen Liqiu, who was running towards him. Chen Liqiu was holding a pile of officers' and soldiers' clothes and a few pairs of soap boots in his hands.

"What are you doing?" Chen Liqiu ran out of the inn.

"Go get the food and wine." He didn't stop.

Chen Liqiu, who ran out of the inn, threw his military uniform to Tian Zhengong, turned around and ran in again, "Fourth, follow me to lead the horse."

"The black horses in the stables to the west have good endurance and can run long distances." Batulu shouted. .??.

He rushed back to the kitchen again. At this time, all the waiters and cooks in the kitchen had already run away, and there was no one to stop him. So he had the convenience. He packed up a basket full of pickles, braised pork, and two wine jars in the corner.

Put them on the basket and take them out together.

At this time, Batulu had already moved the things to the cart, and Director Lin also boarded the cart.

Li Zhongyong and others also led the horses out. The post soldiers had been scared away long ago. There was no one around, so everyone changed their uniforms outside the post station.

"It's too small, I can't put it on." Batulu complained while holding a soldier's uniform.

"I didn't prepare anything for you at all," Li Zhongyong grabbed the military uniform and threw it at him, "Put it on."

Put down the things you brought back and quickly change your clothes.

"No, you have to dress me up, otherwise you will still have to reveal your secret." Batulu shouted.

"There's nothing you can wear... By the way, that Yi Cheng is quite fat, just wait." Chen Liqiu said and ran back to the inn.

He is too thin, even if he wears ordinary military uniforms, he will still be very bulky, but he can only make do with it when the situation is urgent.

After changing his clothes, Chen Liqiu had not yet returned. He saw everyone in the Beggar Clan watching from a distance. He hurriedly found the brush he had brought back earlier, took out the paper from his arms, and started writing quickly.

The paper used for flying pigeons to pass messages was very small and could not contain many words. He also did not write much, only a few strokes on each sheet. After writing, he stuffed the paper into the bamboo tube on the pigeon's leg and threw it away.

Seeing the beggars chasing after him, Batulu was furious. He grabbed the iron rod in his hand and rushed over, yelling, "What a bunch of hateful beggars. They don't even spare animals. They stab the horse's belly and chop its legs..."

Seeing Batulu charging towards him with a fierce look, the Beggar Clan members did not dare to meet the enemy, so they turned around and ran away.

At this moment, Chen Liqiu came back with clothes in his arms. Li Zhongyong hurriedly called Batulu back and asked him to put on the official uniform that Chen Liqiu brought back. Although the Yi Cheng was fat, he was not tall.

Although the clothes Baturu can be put on, they are a few inches too short, and the boots cannot be put on.

"Lao Wu, what are you doing?" Chen Liqiu asked in confusion.

"I'm letting go of pigeons," he said casually.

"What did you write?" Chen Liqiu came over to look at it, "Huh? 'The beggar gang rose up to rebel?' Good, very good, write a few more."

"I can't write anymore, I have no more ink." He threw away the brush.

"Let's go, let's get in the car." Batulu grabbed the collar and carried him into the carriage, then ran to the front of the car and sat down diagonally, holding the whip, "Drive!"

Carts with four horses and shafts are rare nowadays, and the shafts are driven by young and strong military horses. Batulu shouted, and the carriage rushed out immediately. He was unprepared and almost got thrown off the carriage. Thanks to Master Lin,

With quick eyes and quick hands, she reached out and grabbed him.

"Let's go." Li Zhongyong raised his arms and waved.

Hearing this, Chen Liqiu and Tian Mayumi pulled off their hooded scarves and got on their horses. The three of them shook their reins and mounted their horses, catching up with the carriage and escorting them.

Before, everyone was riding ordinary horses, and their foot power was far inferior to military horses. This time, not only were they replaced with good horses, but they also had two more horses, and three people lost weight. Their traveling speed was more than twice as fast, and they were galloping and roaring.

Absolute dust.

I picked out some fine food from the food I brought back and handed it to Taoist Lin, "Master, let's have something to eat."

Taoist priest Lin reached out to take the food. Seeing that his head was sweating profusely, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his head, "I'm sorry for you."

"Master is kind to me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Batulu shouted from the front, "I'm starving to death, so give me some fire."

Hearing Batulu's words, he grabbed a few fires and burned them in his hand. Seeing that the pigeon cage was still in the car, he was worried that the chirping pigeons would disturb Mr. Lin, so he took the pigeon cage and sat on the passenger side of the car.

Batulu took the fire and took a bite of it, "The official food is really good. This big cake is brown and fragrant."

Chen Liqiu rode nearby and joked with a wicked smile, "The prison food of the officials is not bad. Let's rob the inn and wait for you to eat prison food."

"Third brother, you are thinking too much. Robbery of the inn is a capital crime, and we won't even be able to eat in prison." Li Zhongyong said.

"Haha, who are you trying to scare? Why didn't you say that tomb robbing is also a capital crime?" Chen Liqiu didn't take it seriously.

The conversation between the two was heard clearly, and it would be a lie to say that I was not afraid at all, but the matter has come to this, and being afraid is of no use.

Since he had just seen the wound on Daoist Lin's chest and knew that Daoist Lin only had five pills left, he was very worried. If his calculation was correct, including today, Daoist Lin could last up to five days.
Chapter completed!