The icy water poured down from the top of his head, and Chen Tiegun shuddered and came to his senses.

He had a splitting headache and a sluggish expression, and his hazy eyes looked around.

What caught his eye was human faces, as if they were going to swallow him. They were all dressed in brocade and jade clothes, and they were dressed as merchants, but they all had hideous faces, and their eyes almost spewed flames, like demons.

One of them tugged at the hem of his shirt and slapped him hard.

With a crisp sound, his head slammed to the side, and he was completely sober.

The first thing that came to mind was to run.

However, I found that I was bound and couldn't stand up no matter what.

He was on a chair, wrapped in rope like a rice dumpling, firmly fastened to it.

If he wanted to escape, he couldn't even move drastically unless he broke the rope or broke the chair with brute force.

On the left and right, there are two strong guards, one of whom is holding one side of the chair to prevent the chair from falling.

After some trying, Chen Tiegun gave up, and he smiled bitterly: "Say, what do you want?"

One of them put down the steaming cup of tea and said, "We need to know what happened to you and why you are the only one who has escaped." ”

Chen Tiegun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his brain was racing.

Around him, those who sat on chairs, dressed in brocade clothes, old or strong, and drank tea slowly, he knew some of them, all of them were merchants, and they were famous, and none of them were easy to mess with, and their hands were more or less stained with human life.

Regardless of their appearance, ruthlessness is the foundation.

If it falls into their hands, I am afraid that I will not be able to get out of my body without being squeezed out of my bone marrow.

"I said, will you let me go?"

"Chen Tiegun, I know you, and I have an old friendship with your dart. An old man with a goatee smiled and said, "You are also a runner, let's not be naïve, okay?"

"I knew it. Chen Tiegun opened his eyes: "I'm afraid, even if I say it, you have to ask me to run, right?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you run in vain. The old man with the goatee smiled and said: "We have a total of 17 people, one of us will pay a hundred taels of silver, let you help us run this trip, as long as you come back, we will give money, with this money, you don't have to make a living licking blood from the knife edge, marry a mother-in-law, take a few concubines, and sit at home to be a rich man, how about it?"

"Heh!" Chen Tiegun sneered, and there seemed to be a nightmare scene in front of him.

To this day, he doesn't know who killed his brothers or why he escaped with his life.

One hundred and seventy taels of silver, a lot of money, but he didn't have the life to spend it!

I've been scared once before, and now I'm in a desperate situation again. As the saying goes, things must be reversed, and now, he is completely out of the way.

"Old thing, I don't want money. Chen Tiegun smiled: "I put forward a few requirements, you can meet them." ”

Bang!

A punch slammed into his abdomen, and suddenly, Chen Tiegun felt his internal organs stir up, and he couldn't help but retch.

He let out tears of pain, and then looked at the guard beside him and sneered, he was the one who punched himself just now.

"What a big fist, cough cough cough ......" Chen Tiegun laughed while coughing: "It's a pity, your fist is mine." ”

The guard's face was grim, and he was ready to continue to punch and beat.

"Stop!" The old man with the goatee repelled the guards, and then said to Chen Tiegun: "Iron gun, iron gun, don't be stubborn, you know, now your life is in our hands." ”

This is already a blatant threat, but Chen Tiegun, who has long known that he will die, is not afraid.

"Then come and take my life. Chen Tiegun said with a smile: "Your lifeline is also in my hands, but only I know what the situation is over there." ”

Anyway, Lao Tzu escaped with his life inexplicably, and now he is going to die again, if he doesn't enjoy it, how can he do it, Chen Tiegun thought in his heart.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" asked the old man with the goatee.

"They're all dead anyway, and they're all the same wherever they die. Chen Tiegun had a smug smile on his face.

"You ......" The old man with the goatee couldn't hold his breath and stood up.

This summer, there was a plague south of Huya Mountain. The disciple of Shushan who is good at pills went on a trip, because of the manpower problem, although he did not completely solve the plague in the first time, he also left two prescriptions.

One is a prescription to prevent the plague, and these herbs are common in the area.

The other is a prescription for the treatment of the plague, and there are several herbs in the prescription, which are very few, and mainly grow in the Bashu near the flow of the great river.

The old man with the goatee and others saw the business opportunity, and joined forces to buy the government, block the news, suppress the price of medicine, and spend most of their wealth to collect such a large batch of medicinal materials.

But now it's blocked here, it's terrible.

Once the herb can't be transported and the time is missed, once the people who have the plague over there are almost dead, their medicine will not be sold.

If you can't sell it, you will lose money, and the merchant will inevitably lose money, but this time the loss is too big, and it will be fatal.

At their level, they have many friends and enemies.

And the loss is so heavy, whether friends or enemies will not let go of the opportunity to bite hard, being bitten by a swarm of bees, the light one goes home to retire, the heavy one is forced to disappear, and even affects the family.

Faced with such a dilemma, it is no wonder that the old man with the goatee can't hold his breath.

"Are you in a hurry, are you all in a hurry?" Chen Tiegun laughed: "Lao Tzu is a bachelor anyway, and if he dies, he will have a life, and all the money in your pocket must be given to Lao Tzu for the funeral." ”

"Tell me, what do you want?" said the old man with the obvious highest prestige in the group.

He was fat and laughed like a Maitreya Buddha. With a dark beard and hair, he is nearly 70 years old, and he is still athletic and can still follow the caravan. As a mortal, to be able to maintain it to this point, one can imagine how much money he spent on his lifespan.

"Old Chen, hehe, we are still our own family. Chen Tiegun looked at this Maitreya Buddha-like old man and said, "Don't worry, I will take a trip, as long as you can agree to my request." ”

Chen Lao usually likes to laugh very much, but now he can't laugh, the goods have been stranded for too long, he has been dragged here, and he is losing a lot of money every day.

All this money is his life.

He sat on the chair, enjoying the delicate and lovely little maid beside him, kneading her shoulders, silently taking a sip of tea, and then nodded: "Okay, if you have any requirements, say it first." ”

"Release it for me first. Chen Tiegun said: "I'm cold and hungry, if I don't solve this problem, I'm not in the mood to say the following requirements." ”

Chen Lao was silent for a moment and agreed: "Untie him, serve him a banquet, the best beef, the best wine, and then bring my tiger skin to him and put it on him." ”