Chapter 252 Enemies gather together in a basket

"The county magistrate is also here to buy baskets?"

Aunt Wang asked with a smile.

"..." Chen Mu looked at the other person's wrinkled face and didn't know what to say for a moment. If he said no, it would be a bit embarrassing: "Yes, Master Cao said that you make the best vegetable baskets, so today is just the right time. I was just passing by and wanted to buy one. Are you making this up?"

Talking nonsense, Chen Mu glanced at Aunt Wang's feet and pointed.

There are several styles on the ground, including baskets that can be carried, long baskets for food, and bamboo pots of different sizes and shapes, which may be used to store dishes or fruits.

Although it looks ordinary, it is not exquisite.

But it feels very strong and durable, and I think it will last a long time.

"Yes, I did it all." Aunt Wang nodded, skillfully inserting the bamboo stick in her hand.

The strange thing is that despite such a demanding job, his hands are indeed delicate and white.

Chen Mu walked over, knelt down and picked them up one by one to look at them.

I don't think any of them are good, but to say that the most useful thing to buy is probably a large basket.

It can hold a lot of vegetables. If Lao Cao takes this out to buy groceries, he should be able to carry a lot at one time.

While thinking about it, Chen Mu looked at Aunt Wang's hand: "I want this big one, do you have it?"

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "You are really good at choosing. We have all the others, but this big one is no longer sold. The one I have is also ordered by the ones who just left."

Chen Mu shrugged: "Okay, then... come back next time."

Seeing Chen Mu turn around to leave, Aunt Wang's eyes flickered uncertainly, and finally she said: "Sir, please wait a moment."

"What's the matter?" Shen Mu turned around and said.

Aunt Wang stopped knitting, then stood up and walked to the room. After a while, she held a strange-shaped basket in her hand.

It is tapered at both ends and rounded in the middle, and is similar in size to a basket.

It's just that the weaving process of this basket is obviously complicated to the naked eye.

The fine bamboo strips interspersed with each other give it an indescribable beauty.

It's just that it may have been unused for too long, and the bamboo strips have lost their green color and become oily yellow and red, which is very clear in the sun.

"Sir, this was made a long time ago, but no one uses it. The people in Fengjiang prefer large baskets. If you just want to hold things, this one is actually more suitable. Take a look and if you like it, take it. "

Chen Mu looked at this big basket. Judging from its shape, it was really surprising. It was hard to describe, but it felt very strange.

No wonder the people in Fengjiang don't like this style.

It's normal if you don't do it, maybe no one wants to buy it.

However, just as I was thinking about it, the moment when Shen Mu took it into my hands!

A picture came to mind.

[System prompt: Coordinate reward triggered! ]

Chen Mu: "!!!"

…

…

To the north of Dongzhou.

The two flying swords that flew out from the Guandaoting Station in Fengjiang a few days ago finally parted ways at this moment.

Keep flying forward.

The other one turned to the blue mountain peak on the west side and headed straight to the top of the mountain!

This mountain peak is lined with green pine trees, and many rugged rocks stand out on the steep slopes of the mountain. Each piece is huge and extremely hard.

At the top of Dongli Mountain.

Hidden behind the deep pine trees, there are rows of pavilions, with many monks wearing blue robes practicing magic inside.

Suddenly a monk sensed it, and then he looked up and shouted: "There is a message from the flying sword! It may be for the leader, open the formation and let him go!"

As the Taoist priest finished speaking, the large formation that resisted the advance of the flying sword disappeared.

Whoosh!

A sound broke through the air again, and the flying sword went straight into the head of the Dongli Sect on the top of the mountain.

"Brother, what's going on? Did something happen?"

"Yes, our journey to Dongli Mountain is not very close. It must be an important matter to be willing to send a message with a flying sword, right?"

The man who just directed the formation shook his head: "Don't ask me, I don't know either."

"By the way, a few days ago, I heard some gossip in the nearby county. It seems that my junior uncle encountered some trouble in the Dali Dynasty and was recognized."

"What trouble?"

"I seem to have met... someone from Xijianmen."

"Ah? Then we shouldn't start a fight!"

"I don't know exactly."

"..."

At the top of the mountain.

There was a man in green clothes with a tall and straight body, a handsome face, and an air of elegance that was not inferior to that of Gu Shouzhi. The key was his gentle and melancholy eyes, which captured the hearts of women.

Han Dongli stretched out his hand and waved, a letter floated out from the flying sword, and then the shadow of the text appeared.

'Senior Brother, please save me...'

The letter contained several hundred words.

Let’s not talk about the writing style, but let’s talk about the content. It’s basically just one word, miserable.

It was also expressed very clearly that he was at fault first, and he also knew that he was wrong. He wanted to start a new life, but he had to pay a price for a new life. He would always lose money. Dongli Mountain never owed others, and Yushu, the magistrate of Fengjiang County,

Linfeng is so handsome. If he doesn't pay the money, it really doesn't make sense. Even if he dies, he won't be named.

"...?"

After reading it, Han Dongli had a dark look on his face and his eyelids twitched unconsciously.

Except for the first sentence, he was sure that the rest were not written by him!

Why the hell do you still need some face?

If you want money, you need money, and why don’t you forget to put money on your face?

Returning the jade tree to the wind, what the hell is this? Besides, you are more handsome than me?

Han Dongli stood with his hands behind his hands, narrowed his eyes, and looked leisurely in the direction of the Dali Dynasty.

"Fengjiang City, Cave Heaven Paradise...so her people also went?"

…

Xijianmen.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several beautiful figures rose from the ground and flew toward the sky with swords.

"Uncle Su Qian! Slow down!"

"Yes, uncle, I haven't understood the matter clearly yet, you have to calm down!"

The woman in white at the front did not look back.

Although she is fair-skinned, beautiful, elegant, and has a well-shaped figure, she is considered to be of the highest quality.

But this violent temper alone makes it difficult for people to have other evil thoughts.

"Fart! I have endured it for so many years, but I can't bear it this time! It must be Donglishan's fault, and I must settle the score with Han Dongli!"

As soon as these words came out, the sword cultivators behind him looked helpless.

"Uncle, don't be so impulsive! Let's rescue senior brother and the others first! What if the message sent by the flying sword is fake?"

"Yes, now that the leader is gone, we all rely on you!"

ahead.

When Su Qian heard this, he hesitated and then slowed down.

"Feijian sent a letter saying that people from Dongli Mountain framed them, which led to the confiscation of the two of them, and that was why Yushulin... well, the street of the feudal county magistrate was damaged."

"Uncle, the content of this message doesn't look like the tone of the senior brother, so I'd better replace the senior brother first and then confront him."

Su Qian stopped the shining flying sword at her feet: "It makes sense."

The few white-clothed sword cultivators behind him breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...