Chapter 176 Travel

Author: Nongxue Tianzi

Chapter 176 Travel

Mu Qingyun sat firmly, opened his large backpack, took out a shoulder pillow and put it on the back of his head, and took out a waist pillow and placed it on his waist.

This backpack was designed by her, and Yue Ling and Guo Ying helped make it. It adopts the method of later generations of mountaineering bags, with large capacity and wide shoulder width.

The thick cheesecloth used, the needle and thread are rough, but the number of stitches is large, so it is very strong.

It’s definitely not good-looking, but it’s certainly comfortable to carry.

Chen Yi read it and said that although it was good, the only problem was that carrying it on your back would make it a bit risky to catch the train.

Not to mention anything else, it was crowded when entering the station. I don’t know how many pickpockets and thieves were hiding in the station. Everyone had razor blades hidden in their fingers. Once the razor blade was inserted, the bag would have to be ripped open. If you were quick, you could steal everything in an instant.

He was gone and it was too late to catch him.

It's also not safe in the car.

These years were different from those of later generations. At this time, the trains moved slowly, and many gangsters had the habit of pickpocketing trains. Stealing and robbery were nothing new. On some transportation arteries, the criminals who were executed by the government every year were not as good as those who pickpocketed trains.

Accounting for 20 to 30%.

Mu Qingyun thought about it and realized that Chen Yi was right, so she planned to distribute the money separately to ensure that even if she was stolen two or three times, she wouldn't run out of food and ammunition.

After all, backpacks are convenient, but you still need to use them.

Mu Qingyun stuffed his backpack and looked around, looking at the environment to his left and right. Although it was noisy and noisy, it was still very fresh. His eyes were wandering around. There were too many people and he couldn't tell if there were any thieves at the moment.

In the past, in order to deceive my good classmate Zhao Yang, I heard Teacher Jia tell many martial arts stories.

There is a group of martial arts people who are masters at picking up trains. They are led by a young woman in her twenties. She disguises herself and sneaks into the train. She selects the target and waits quietly. When the train slows down, she immediately reaches out to get the money and floats away from the window.

go.

The passengers on the train could only look at her back and say nothing.

Because of this, Mu Qingyun was still thinking about it before going out, wondering if she could meet such a person on the train this time and whether she could fight with him.

If we meet someone, and the story is passed down to future generations, I wonder if it will become a new legend.

Mu Qingyun was thinking about all kinds of legends in the distance, and suddenly she smelled a foul odor. She couldn't help but frown in disgust. She opened her eyes and glanced around, and saw that the man sitting next to her had taken off his shoes and socks.

The dirty, smelly feet were poking at her side, swinging from side to side in a rather ostentatious manner, with the ten toes spread out in a rather arrogant posture.

The two of them looked at each other, and the man's eyebrows flew up triumphantly: "Oh, I have no choice. I can't cover my sweaty feet. It's so uncomfortable to cover them."

"If there is a pretty little girl who can't smell this smell, well, then I can only say I'm sorry."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

She quickly recited the warrior code silently.

As it is now, it seems that I can barely challenge the opponent and beat him up. As long as there are no injuries that are difficult to heal, I can probably fool him.

Although the imperial court imposed restrictions on warriors, it did not respect them at all.

Mu Qingyun silently recited the word "forbearance".

Her story is written on paper, and she is the protagonist of the story. Maybe many readers think that the heroine is too virginal, which makes them unhappy to read.

When Mu Qingyun was reading, he also liked the protagonists, whether male or female, who draw swords and kill people when they are angry, and who take revenge when they are happy.

"What a pity."

This is not a story.

Mu Qingyun sighed inwardly.

"Ouch."

The man suddenly shrank his feet and stared at Mu Qingyun suspiciously. He didn't see any movement from her, but his two feet suddenly felt a sharp pain.

His whole body was shivering constantly, and a coldness went up from the soles of his feet and penetrated into his bones. Soon, his teeth were chattering due to the cold. He quickly shivered and put on his shoes and socks, huddled up, and rolled over.

Take out clothes and wrap your legs and feet.

Mu Qingyun's eyes slid over the man's luggage, which contained a beautiful little red dress neatly folded, as well as playthings such as a windmill and a small roly-poly.

This man must have raised at least two children.

A little girl who loves red skirts and red headbands.

A little boy of three or four years old.

The man is in his thirties or forties, his parents are old, and his wife and children are still young.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing, and quickly put away his assumptions and stuffed them into the trash can.

She had been thinking about this for a long time, could she really kill someone for such a trivial matter?

Seeing the man next to him wilting, Mu Qingyun adjusted his sitting posture, turned his eyes, and saw two old women and a pregnant woman sitting crowded in a corner not far away.

The pregnant woman was obviously very tired, her face was green and pale, her eyes were dark, and her belly looked about five or six months old.

The two old women were also stooped, thin and senile.

Mu Qingyun turned to the man next to him and smiled: "I think your Majesty is very cold. Maybe you should stand up and stretch your body. Maybe you won't be cold anymore."

As he spoke, the coldness on the man's body increased by another foot, hitting his heart directly. He instinctively jumped up and started trembling with all his strength.

Mu Qingyun then smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, you two old people, please come and sit down."

The two old women were startled, with a bit of joy on their faces, and they hurriedly helped the pregnant woman over. But before they reached it, they stopped at their feet and saw a young couple leaping past them and rushing towards the empty seat.

The two people rushed towards each other. Mu Qingyun smiled and waved his hands casually, but did not meet these two people. The couple did not know what was going on. They staggered and fluttered across the empty space beside them, and bumped into the front.

The man jumped and the three of them sat down together.

Mu Qingyun then waved again: "Please sit down."

The old woman brought the pregnant woman over and sat down. She was a little embarrassed, and she bowed and thanked her repeatedly.

"Thank you, Miss. My wife here is very heavy, and she easily catches the cold while squatting on the ground. If it weren't for Miss's help, we really don't know what to do."

Mu Qingyun smiled: "You three can't thank me, but if you want to thank me, you should thank this strong man."

Strong man: "..."

"Pfft, cough, cough."

As soon as Mu Qingyun finished speaking, she heard a sneer coming from behind. She turned around and looked into a pair of big round eyes. She raised her eyebrows and an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile appeared on her face.

"Sorry, little girl, I'm rude."

Sitting next to the big eyes was a middle-aged man, who fisted Mu Qingyun and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.

Mu Qingyun didn't mind, and even exchanged a few words with the father and daughter.

The father and daughter are also going to Yaowu City. Although they are very humble and do not say it clearly, judging from their sitting posture and breathing, they must be martial arts practitioners.

Moreover, he must have a good background, and the clothes and decorations on his body may not look impressive at first glance, but they are actually quite expensive.

I just don’t know why such a noble person would sit in the second class carriage.

ps: It’s late.

Waiting to catch insects.
Chapter completed!