Time travel fat businessman

Chapter 377 Fellow Township, We Are Eight Routes
It's dawn, Tao Bao and his party have already started to set off.

Lin Zhao was driving an ox cart, and in the car sat Lao Rongtou, Mr. Lin, father and daughter Lin Yan, Tao Bao and Qing Jiang on foot, and since Lin Yan clamored to go together no matter in good times or bad, Mr. But she, let her follow.

Lin Zhao didn't go. He was only in charge of sending Tao Bao and others to the county seat today. Tao Bao's three horses were placed in the county seat to look after them, so they had to take a detour to the county seat first before heading north.

They are going to Shaanxi. According to Lao Rong, they found a large ancient tomb there. They have tested it before. One ticket.

The bigger and more difficult to enter the tomb, the more likely it is that there are treasures inside, but correspondingly, the greater the danger.

The tomb was found by Lao Rongtou visiting ancient books. He spent five years searching for the location of the tomb. Now that he found it, he would not let it go.

The two not only invited Mr. Lin to join the group, but also sent a letter to the descendants of the Mountain Moving School farther away in Yunnan, deciding to unite and enter the ancient tomb together. There are no tomb robbers who can refuse to force things.

Of course, the old Rongtou notified only people he could trust. At present, only the old Rongtou Qingjiang and his son knew the location of the tomb.

Regarding Lin Yan's intention to follow, Old Rongtou has already discussed with Mr. Lin that he will not take her in when the time comes. Firstly, he cannot trust her, and secondly, Lin Yan has not mastered the art of Gu. For her safety, she cannot be allowed in.

As for Tao Bao, Lao Rong had nothing to do with her, so he could only follow her casually, after all, this girl didn't seem like the kind of guy who wanted to get rich.

When the group came to the county town, Tao Bao and the others went to fetch the horses, and went to the livestock market to buy two more horses. They bid farewell to Lin Zhao, and the five rode out of the city together to drive north.

In such a time of war and chaos, they dare not take the main road, so they can only take the small road. Traveling through mountains and rivers is a trivial matter for Tao Bao and others, but Lin Yan is a little overwhelmed. It is her first time to travel far away. As soon as she enters the territory of Shaanxi, she begins to feel acclimatized. , vomiting and diarrhea.

As the only woman in the team, Tao Bao had to take on the responsibility of taking care of her. After all, Lin Yan was grown up, and it was still inconvenient for Mr. Lin to take care of her.

The horse was sold and replaced with a two-wheeled cart. Tao Bao drove the cart, and Lin Yan lay behind.

Of course, her venomous tongue has to be ignored. If it weren't for the fact that she was a patient, Tao Bao would definitely have kicked her out of the car.

"I said, Sister Tao, can you drive better? You deliberately punished me, I knew you didn't like me a long time ago, didn't you? Seeing that I'm sick, you can bully me, right?"

It was obvious that she was already in a ball of cold, but she still had a sharp tongue, babbling on and on.

No, I didn't hear Tao Bao's answer, and couldn't help but said: "I'm cold, I'm weak all over, I don't feel well, I want to go home!"

Still no one paid attention to her, Mr. Lin rode to the front of the old man early, and there was no one who scolded her, so don't mention how depressed he was.

Turned over, tightened the quilt on his back, looked up at the back of Tao Bao driving the car, and was about to ask for hot water, his stomach was churning, and he hurriedly lay on the railing, throwing up tears all out.

Tao Bao stopped the carriage, waited for her to vomit, and handed her a handkerchief, "Come on, wipe it off quickly, and stop talking."

"Sister, I feel sick to my stomach. I want to eat the fish in sour soup made by Ama. I feel homesick." Lin Yan said while wiping her mouth and looking at Tao Bao pitifully.

Okay, now it's normal again. These two personalities have switched back and forth. Faced with this pitiful look, Tao Bao couldn't continue the scolding he had prepared, so he had to coax:

"It's almost time. We've come so far. It's not realistic to go back now. You should lie down and have a good rest. When you get there, let my senior brother and wife make you fish in sour soup. Be good."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch Lin Yan's face, turned around and continued to drive the carriage to catch up with Lao Rongtou and the others.

Lin Yan could only nod her head obediently, and lay down under the quilt enduring the discomfort in her stomach.

Mr. Lin and Lao Rongtou can draw some talisman paper, but they can exorcise ghosts and so on. Lin Yan is not accustomed to the local environment, so they can only stare.

Halfway through, Lin Yan started talking nonsense. Seeing how pitiful she was, Tao Bao had no choice but to give her some spiritual power quietly to help her slow down, but he didn't dare to make it too obvious. It was so good or bad, and finally reached the destination.

For this tomb, Lao Rongtou's family has spent a lot of effort. His wife has passed away long ago, but Qingjiang has already married. In order not to be separated, the whole family followed Lao Rongtou here and there. Now, in order to hide people's eyes and ears, they have already settled in Yan'an I have lived at home for more than half a year, and the folks have no doubts that something is wrong.

But today when he led Tao Bao and his party into the village, Lao Rongtou felt something was wrong.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw a group of people wearing gray clothes, gray hats on their heads, and red sleeves coming out with guns on their backs, and they were stunned.

Qingjiang thought it was a Japanese soldier, and pulled his father and Mr. Lin to turn around and run away. When he ran behind Tao Bao, he heard the people behind him shouting:

"My countrymen! Don't be afraid, we are the Eighth Route Army, we are our own people, don't run away!"

Hearing a Chinese with a strong regional accent, Qing Jiang and the others stopped, couldn't help but look at Tao Bao who was very calm, and asked with his eyes: "Your team?"

Obviously still thinking about the identity of Tao Bao's agent.

Tao Bao shook his head, raised his chin towards the entrance of the village, motioning them to look there.

"Fellows, fellows, don't be afraid, we are the Eighth Route Army, we are the peasants' own team, we are not bad people who beat up little devils!"

A straight-faced Eighth Route Army soldier stepped forward, saluted with a slap, then raised his hand to signal the people behind him to put down their guns, and turned to look at Tao Bao's eccentric group.

Tao Bao and Lin Yan on the cart were wearing Miao costumes, while the old Rongtou father and son on the horse were dressed normally. Mr. Lin didn’t wear Taoist robes, but he wore a yellow Taoist cap on his head. The three of them were riding horses, which looked a bit weird of.

But it is undeniable that several of them have no guns on their bodies, and their expressions are very simple.

"Look at how many people are dressed up, are they foreigners, are they here to visit relatives?"

Seeing that it wasn't a Japanese soldier, old Rongtou was relieved a lot. Now that the world is in chaos, he heard a lot about the national army and the Eight Route Army. He was no longer afraid, got off his horse, and said with a flattering smile:

"Sir, hello, hello, my son and I just came back from the south, isn't it the Chinese New Year soon, go home to celebrate the New Year."

Then he pointed to Tao Bao and Mr. Lin's family and said, "This is my eldest daughter, her uncle, and her uncle's daughter. No, I'm a bit uncomfortable when I came back from the south, so I dragged them here."

After all, he gave Qingjiang a wink, and Qingjiang understood, went to Tao Bao's car, opened the backpack, took out two silver dollars, and stuffed them into the hands of the Eighth Route Army, "Small care is not enough to pay tribute, and the officers picked up a glass of wine!"

"Hey, this can't be forced, our Eighth Route Army can't take the common people's needles and threads, brother, what are you doing! Take it back!"

Li Yang hurriedly pushed the silver dollar back, this thing is worth more than paper money, even if it is paper money, he can't take it, let alone this silver dollar, so he can't accept it.

(End of this chapter)