Quick Wear: I and the Female Match Share the Battle Shirt

Chapter 151 How can one word describe this? (1)

What arrogant bandits! We were having dinner in the inn in broad daylight when a large group of them rushed in from the street entrance. Before the diners in the inn could make any move, knives were already on their necks.

Lu Changqing and his companions were the most eye-catching. Firstly, they were all women at first glance, and secondly, although they were dressed simply, they did not have a single patch on their clothes, which showed that they came from well-off families.

The leader, who thought he had caught a fat sheep, waved his hand and dragged all the people into the mountain village regardless of Qin Luan's explanation and pleas.

Lu Changqing thought that the village would be very remote and dilapidated, but when he arrived there he found that the location was indeed a bit remote, but the buildings were not dilapidated at all.

This mountain stronghold was originally a Buddhist temple. It was a large courtyard with five entrances and five exits. As soon as you entered the door, you would see a big banyan tree with hanging aerial roots. Further ahead was the main hall of the temple. Outside the door stood a double-layered cast copper tripod tower furnace that looked quite old.

Lu Changqing and his companions were pushed into the main hall. Sitting under the majestic Buddha was a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh.

"Brother, we finally found a fat sheep today."

The third in command ran to the middle-aged man like a pug and asked for credit: "Brother, look at the way these women are dressed. They are obviously from wealthy families. When I came back, I checked with Boss He by the river. These women are all from the north."

"North?" The middle-aged man raised his thick eyebrows that were as thick as a caterpillar, stood up and walked to Lu Changqing and the others, looking at them carefully one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Qin Luan.

"Looking at your delicate and tender appearance, you must be the master of this family. I wonder where the lady came from in the north?"

The fat man looked ferocious and it was obvious that he was not someone to be trifled with. Qin Luan, who had been pampered and a bit of a bully, was frightened by the fat man and started shaking.

Lu Changqing squirmed his body to block Qin Luan, "My mother is timid and has never encountered a situation like today. If you have any questions, just ask me."

The fat man raised his thick eyebrows again, "I see your hands are rougher than those of the other women. I thought you were a servant girl, but I didn't expect you to be a rich lady."

"I have been helping to drive the carriage for half a month. If you really don't believe me, you can bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I will write a letter home and you can have your people deliver it to the capital. This will not only prove my identity, but also allow my family to use the money to redeem me, my mother and several servants. Do you think it's okay?"

"Beijing? What are you women doing all the way here from Beijing?"

Lu Changqing lied without thinking, "We went south this time to visit my uncle's house in Qianzhou to visit my grandfather who is seriously ill and bedridden. If the eldest master feels that the capital is too far away and it is inconvenient to write a letter, then I can also send a letter to my uncle's house."

"What does your father do? What does your uncle do?"

"My father is the Shaoqing of Sinong Temple, and my uncle is just a businessman selling cloth in Qianzhou City."

The fat man looked at a man dressed as a scholar and asked, "Sir, how high is the rank of Shaoqing?"

The man twirled his beard and said, "He is just a fifth-rank official."

The fat man asked someone to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them on the table in front of him, and then asked someone to pick Lu Changqing up from the ground.

"Be good and don't resist, otherwise you will die without knowing how!" The fat man warned Lu Changqing, then raised his chin. The people around him understood and walked forward to cut the hemp rope that bound Lu Changqing's hands with a knife.

Lu Changqing rubbed his wrist and walked to the table. The fat man pulled out a big knife from his waist and tapped the table. "Our Mr. Li is a scholar. Don't think about playing tricks in the letter. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Lu Changqing smiled ingratiatingly at the fat man and reached out to take the brush on the table.

The fat man snorted coldly upon seeing this, and was about to raise the big knife in his hand to his shoulder in a domineering manner. However, he was stopped by a strong force just as he raised the knife. Then his wrist felt numb and painful, and the handle of the knife fell out of his hand. A gray figure flashed in front of him, and the big knife was already on the fat man's neck.

Lu Changqing moved too quickly, and by the time the bandits in the house reacted, the fat man had already become a hostage.

"No one is allowed to move! Otherwise I will kill him!" Lu Changqing glanced coldly at the people in the room.

The bandits raised their weapons one after another, but were afraid to move forward.

The fat man glanced at the big knife on his neck with a sidelong glance. If he had known that the knife would be on his neck, he should not have gotten up so early in the morning to sharpen it.

"Let our boss go, or I'll kill your mother!"

The third in command lifted Qin Luan from the ground and held her at knifepoint to confront Lu Changqing.

Qin Luan was very scared when someone held her at knifepoint. She tried her best to suppress her fear and not let herself scream.

Lu Changqing tightened the knife in his hand, grabbed the fat man's hair and forced him to raise his head higher.

"What should I do? Your brother seems to want you to die!"

The fat man felt a pain in his neck and liquid flowed out of the wound.

The frightened man turned into a fat man, and shouted to the Third Master: "Don't move, Third Master! Let that lady go!"

"Brother, we can't let her go. If we let her go, what if this woman doesn't keep her word?"

Lu Changqing said expressionlessly: "I have a bad temper and get angry easily. When I get angry, my hands shake constantly. What do you think we should do, Boss?"

Seeing the big knife trembling around his neck and shoulders, the fat man was so scared that his thighs were about to vibrate at the same frequency. He shouted at the Third In Command in a stern voice, "What are you talking about! Just let him go when I tell you to!"

The third in command looked at Lu Changqing angrily, but finally let go of Qin Luan unwillingly.

Lu Changqing held the fat man and ordered the bandits, "Untie all the ropes on their hands, and everyone retreat outside the hall."

Finally, the rope was untied, but all the bandits stared at Lu Changqing with eager eyes, and no one of them stepped forward to leave.

"It seems that what I say is not very effective. Why don't you, the boss, say a few words yourself?"

The fat man felt the cold touch on his neck and roared with his eyes wide open: "All of you get out! Get out of here without leaving a single one behind!"

"Big brother!" The second and third in command standing aside shouted almost in unison.

"Stop showing off your so-called brotherhood to me. I won't fall for it! I'll count to three. If you still don't move, I'll use your eldest brother's head to clear the way for you." Lu Changqing looked at the two leading bandits with a cold face and began to count down, "Three, two..."

The second and third in command had no choice but to lead them out of the hall unwillingly.

"Remember to close the door for me."

When the palace door closed, the light in the room immediately dimmed.