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  Chen Yuan was admiring the receding figure of Yang Pai-feng when Pang Xi suddenly waved his hand and shouted to the cart team, "Alright, re-hitch all the carts and get ready to set off!"

  Yang Pai Feng brought people to mess up the goods that had been tidied up. As a shopkeeper with no manners, he couldn't ask someone of royal blood to come and arrange the goods nicely before leaving. He should do this himself. The cart driver and apprentices came over one by one and put back in order the boxes containing porcelain.

  At the end of the fleet, a figure emerged stealthily, wearing an ill-fitting short-sleeved shirt, and was about to cross the street.

  The carter of the last cart looked at the several boxes that had just been snatched by those knights, and when he saw the man, he immediately shouted: "Hey, kid, come and help me move these onto the cart!"

  That figure hesitated, stopped in his tracks, and pointed to his own nose: "Calling me?" He was not very old, around twenty years old, with a face as white as jade, which did not match his short-sleeved shirt.

  The cart driver nodded: "Who else can I shout at? Come and work. I alone cannot move it up. Do you think that just because your face is fair, you don't have to work?"

  The porter said, hugging a very heavy trunk, trying twice, and couldn't lift it up by himself, muttering: "How did those people get so strong? This trunk looks like it would come down with just one swing of his hand, I don't know if it's broken or not."

  That man walked over and with just one hand, a trunk was lifted up and landed steadily on the horse carriage.

  The cart driver's eyes widened: "Ah, I didn't expect it, this little white face still has some strength."

  That young man chuckled and, with a flick of his wrist, moved all the trunks up. The carter was delighted and Mr. Su, sitting on the carriage shaft, didn't lift a hand either. After the young man finished moving them, the carter said: "Alright, brother, you've got some strength, get in the carriage!"

  Young man was stunned again: "Get on the bus?"

  "What? Are you going to take the front car?"

  Young man's eyes rolled: "Not, just sit in big brother's car, what does big brother call?"

  One of them was preparing to whip the horse and leave while saying: "My name is Liu Tian, I just came from the Taishi Mansion yesterday, are you from the Xiangguo Mansion?"

  The young man laughed happily: "From now on, big brother will take care of me more, just call me Xiao Wen."

  From Bianjing to Datong, the journey was relatively smooth. Although Pang Taishi and Lü Yijian were currently being suppressed by Xia Zhen's group and couldn't even show their heads, they could still get through with a private route.

  After more than ten days of wind and rain, they finally saw the high city wall of Datong.

  For a team of traveling merchants, a city is not just a destination to arrive at, but more importantly, it means rest and the chance to take a comfortable hot bath.

  Everyone's face showed an excited expression, Chen Yuan rubbed his slightly greasy neck with his hand, and for the first time felt a kind of unprecedented anticipation.

  In the 21st century, even in a very poor hotel, taking a hot bath is not a difficult thing, but it was impossible in the Song Dynasty.

  Only in a city of this scale can you find perfect facilities to wash away the dust. In the Song Dynasty, public bathhouses were called "Fragrant Water Establishments".

  As the shopkeeper, Chen Yuan naturally had to arrange everything for his apprentices.

  "Ah Mu Da, after entering the city, go find a perfumery and let the brothers go wash up." This remark obviously spoke to the hearts of many companions and carters. Smiles appeared on their faces.

  Chen Yuan said: "Brother Pang, trouble you to take the trouble to find a suitable place to settle down, so that we can safely put our goods."

  Pang Xi smiled: "Don't worry, there's a Homecoming Lucky Inn in the city, and the boss is familiar with me, so there won't be any problems."

  Chen Yuan had no doubt about Pang Xi's ability in this regard, and he didn't say much more, urging the troops to hurry towards the city gate.

  Just after walking a few hundred meters, Pang Xi suddenly waved his hand: "Halt!"

  Chen Yuan hastily ordered the team to stop: "What's going on?"

  A Mu Da flashed out from beside Chen Yuan, his eyes fixed on a small grove of trees by the side of the official road: "There's a smell of blood."

  Chen Yuan thought to himself, this is the edge of Datong City. If those guards could stand a bit higher, they would be able to clearly see every move made in this location. Who would dare kill someone here?

  At the moment of hesitation, Pang Xi took a big step towards the woods on the side. After a while, without hearing any unusual sounds, it was estimated that the fight had ended long ago, and the bloody smell might have been left behind by the opponent's corpse. Chen Yuan then brought A Mu to say: "Let's go take a look."

  The people who were killed were all dressed in the same uniform, standard business attire. On the surface, they looked no different from Chen Yuan and his group of over 200 people.

  If you turn over their palms, you will find that everyone's palm has thick calluses, apparently caused by long-term martial arts practice.

  Pang Xi's gaze didn't linger on the other corpses, and he directly flipped over the one at the edge. When he saw the face, Pang Xi was stunned: "Hao Ming!"

  Chen Yuan hastily came over: "What's going on? Is this person very famous?"

  Pang Xi shook his head: "No, in the Jianghu, there are only a few people who know his name, because those who knew his name have mostly died."

  Chen Yuan listened and smiled: "Isn't he very formidable?"

  Chen Yuan found that he had become somewhat bolder now, and after experiencing the events at Taishi Fu, he seemed to be less afraid of blood and death than before.

  Pang Xi took a look at Hao Ming's wound: "The one who killed him was even more ruthless, with a sword through the throat."

  After examining Hao Ming's body, Pang Xi turned over the other corpses. Chen Yuan observed and said: "There were four people who killed them. They might have been chasing something, and Hao Ming led more than 20 good men to block their way. The two sides first clashed on the official road. Hao Ming and his men couldn't hold back, and after killing eleven of them, they retreated into this forest.

  Pang Xi nodded: "On the other side, there are eleven corpses arranged relatively neatly. They were killed in the pipe and then dragged over here. From their wounds, it can be seen that they were stabbed with a sword, hit with a hammer, and these small holes must have been made by a water spear. And on the necks of these two, there are claw marks, which are typical of the climbing hooks used by Jianghu people."

  Chen Yuan knew far less about Jianghu affairs than Pang Xi did. He asked, "Brother Pang, can you guess who it is?"

  Pang Xi hadn't spoken yet, but Hu Jing behind Chen Yuan said: "Is there a need to guess? Using flying claws and dividing water to injure people, apart from the Sky-Soaring Mouse Lu Fang and the River-Reversing Mouse Jiang Ping of Trap Island, no one else can be found."

  Pang Xi smiled slightly: "Miss Hu is right, the one who used the hammer must be Xu Qing, the Drill Mountain Rat. The one who killed Hao Ming with a sword is Bai Yutang, the Brocade Mouse."

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