Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 412: One Tael of Gold for One Inch of Skin
When Xiao Ran and others walked out of the hat shop, a cool breeze blew and everyone shivered.

Hang Sui and the others then realized that their backs had been soaked in cold sweat without them realizing it.

Yes, such a weird way of death would make anyone break out in a cold sweat.

"Sir, let's go on..."

Hang Sui walked up to Xiao Ran and asked.

Xiao Ran turned around and glanced at the hat on Hang Sui's head, with a look of surprise on his face; "Huh? Your hat..."

"A hat! Oh, this hat. The one I had just now didn't fit, so I just changed it. Is there something wrong with it?"

Hang Sui asked back in pretended confusion, but looking at the surprised look on Xiao Ran's face, he felt a lot more at ease.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with that hat. Fortunately, I am smart, otherwise... hehe!"

Hang Sui was secretly proud of himself and didn't even notice that the curve of his lips was almost unsuppressible.

"no problem."

Xiao Ran turned his head pretending to be unhappy. At the same moment, the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK, for fear that he would laugh out loud, so he simply urged: "We already have the hat, and the next step is the cloth and the goose. Time is limited, we have to hurry up."

As he said this, he strode forward in front of the group, walking very fast, obviously not wanting people to notice the emotions on his face.

"Humph, that's all. You are still young after all."

Hang Sui snorted coldly and immediately followed with a smile.

When everyone arrived at the east side of the village, they saw that the doors of every household were closed.

I could vaguely hear the cries of some geese in the distance.

According to Fatty, the red cloth can only be asked for from these villagers.

But looking at the gate in front of them, everyone was in a dilemma. They had heard of begging at someone's door, but how much red cloth would they ask for? They had no idea.

"Let me try it first."

Xiao Ran said this as he walked forward and was about to knock on the door.

But at this time Hang Sui hurriedly stopped him: "Sir, please let our people come. If anything goes wrong, it can be regarded as exploring a way for you. At least it can help us brothers survive."

Hang Sui spoke with great righteousness, but actually he was not that kind-hearted. He was just crossing the river by feeling the stone of Xiao Ran. The river has not been crossed yet, and the stone cannot be thrown away.

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the escorts behind him. Seeing this, they were about to curse in their hearts. They looked around with an expression that said "I don't want to".

"Brothers, we are all people who are very careful. I, Hang, promise that no matter who gets into trouble, your mother is my real mother, and your child is my real son. I swear here that if I say even a word of falsehood, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death."

After Hang Sui finished speaking, no one in front of him responded and the scene suddenly became awkward.

If it comes to fighting to the death, no one would be afraid, at least there is still a glimmer of hope, but this... after what happened just now, who would be willing to rashly die?

Seeing the unwilling expressions of the crowd, Hang Sui's face darkened and he glanced around the team: "Lao Zhang, you come!"

"what!"

When his name was called, Lao Zhang's face changed drastically, and he quickly said, "I... I have a mother at home, Master Hang, you can't do that."

"Lao Zhang, your family still owes more than twenty taels of silver. If we can get our lives back on this trip, we will have made a profit. But even if you survive, how will your family survive this year without making the money?"

When Hang Sui said this, Lao Zhang lowered his head for a moment.

"Lao Zhang, I understand. I want to go, too. But if I die, the team will be disbanded. My brothers followed me just for the money. This time, whether you succeed or not, I will pay for your family's famine. In addition, I will give you 40 acres of land. In the future, your family will be a rich farmer and you won't have to live like this anymore. Fortunes are sought in danger. Aren't we all here for the money?"

After Hang Sui said this, Lao Zhang looked bitter and didn't dare to let go.

"I go!"

But at this time, another escort came out from behind. This escort was not very old, probably in his early twenties, and looked very energetic, but his left hand was crippled.

"Sun Gouzi, you are crazy!"

Someone familiar came forward to pull him, but Sun Gouzi shook him off.

He stared at Hang Sui with his eyes fixed on him: "Master Hang, does what you just said count?"

Hang Sui nodded: "Of course, I, Hang Sui, always keep my word, but Sun Gouzi, have you figured it out?"

"I understand. Master Hang, you are right. We brothers are all here for the money. We have long since put our heads on the line. I understand the principle of seeking wealth and honor through risk. Even if this trip goes smoothly, each of us can only get fifty taels of silver at most, which is enough to buy a house and ten acres of good farmland. But Master Hang, I don't owe you anything. After the trip is done..."

"After the matter is completed, I will give you another fifty taels. If you survive, the rest of the matter will have nothing to do with you. If you die, I will send this money to your family and take care of your parents, wife and children."

Hang Sui took over the conversation and generously solved all of Sun Gouzi's worries.

Hearing this, Sun Gouzi no longer had any scruples and bowed to everyone: "Brothers, please be a witness."

Everyone nodded after hearing this.

"Sir, this boy is also a character."

The second in command leaned close to Xiao Ran's ear and said.

It is said that people die for money and birds die for food. This is true, but if you really want to die, I am afraid that few people can be so generous. After all, our ancestors also said another saying: "It is better to live a miserable life than to die well."

Xiao Ran nodded, but... he looked at the hat on the boy's head, as if he had already seen through the boy's fate long ago, it was only a matter of time.

Seeing that everyone had agreed to testify for him, Sun Gouzi gritted his teeth and walked towards the gate.

Walking to the door, Sun Gouzi took a deep breath, then raised his hand and knocked on the door in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were three knocks on the door, but no one in the house responded.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran frowned and said, "You are so weird, don't you know the rules?" Hearing Xiao Ran's words, Sun Gouzi's face turned red immediately and he knocked on the door again hurriedly.

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

This time, Sun Gouzi knocked on the door again according to Xiao Ran's instructions.

"Who!"

At this time, a questioning voice came from behind the door, and Sun Gouzi swallowed.

"My friend, please open the door. I am not a bad person. I am just passing by and would like to borrow a piece of red cloth."

Listening to Sun Gouzi's words, a laugh came from behind the door: "Another one comes to borrow the red cloth. OK, come in. If you come in, I'll give you the red cloth."

As he spoke, the door in front of him opened a crack.

Sun Gouzi lay down at the door and looked inside carefully. He saw a house inside. It looked quite clean, but it was as cold as a big ice cellar.

Sun Gouzi looked back at everyone and saw that they all looked confused. Finally, he looked at Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran thought about it and took out a Yin banknote from the space.

This is not ghost money, but Yin banknotes printed by himself. Since Fang can use ghost money to settle the bill, Xiao Ran wants to try whether this thing can work here.

"Take this, if you are in danger, take it out and try it, maybe it can save your life."

When he heard that it could save his life, Sun Gouzi's eyes lit up and he hurried forward to take it.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir."

After saying thank you twice, Sun Gouzi treated the Yin Banknote as a talisman and didn't bother to read what was written on it. He just held it in his hand.

Holding the dirty money, Sun Gouzi walked into the door with gritted teeth.

As soon as he stepped into the room, the door that was originally open closed with a "buzz".

"Sir, what you just gave him was..."

Hang Sui came forward and asked in a low voice.

I have to say, this guy is really shameless. He knows Xiao Ran doesn't like him, but he still comes over to ask.

The second in command standing next to him couldn't help cursing in his heart when he saw this.

"Money." Xiao Ran simply replied.

"money??"

Hang Sui looked at Xiao Ran in surprise.

"What? Is there a problem?" Xiao Ran narrowed his eyes and looked at Hang Sui, "There is a saying that goes, money can make the devil work, and without money, you become the devil working on the mill."

"Oh, that's the truth."

Hang Sui suddenly realized that there was nothing wrong with this statement, but... people live for money, and if they die for money, why does it feel like... they have lived in vain? ?

Just as Hang Sui was still pondering this simple yet profound question, a scream from Sun Gouzi suddenly came from the door.

"Oh!!!"

Everyone was startled and saw the door being slowly opened.

A burly man walked out. It was not Sun Gouzi, and no one recognized him.

"Who is sir!"

The man asked after scanning the crowd with his small green bean-like eyes.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Xiao Ran.

"I'm."

"this is for you!"

Upon hearing this, the man took out a piece of red cloth from the bag behind him and handed it to Xiao Ran, along with a piece of yellow paper stained with blood.

Xiao Ran took it and looked at it. He saw that the yellow paper was the money he had just given, and the red cloth...

Xiao Ran put his hand on it. Although it looked like cloth, the feel was very familiar to Xiao Ran. It was human skin.

So this is what is called red cloth.

Xiao Ran frowned, picked up the [Yin Banknote] and saw a line of blood words written on the back.

"One ounce of gold for one inch of leather. Pick me up at No. 4, Gate 3, Alley 6, Zhuque Street, Chang'an."

Xiao Ran looked at the content and couldn't help but sigh.

I roughly understand what Sun Gouzi means.

The big man in front of him grinned: "It's done, you better hurry up, or you'll delay the banquet, hehe..."

Having said that, the big man picked up the cloth bag at his waist and turned and left.

At this time, Hang Sui walked up to Xiao Ran and said, "Sir, this red cloth... was exchanged by our people."

When Hang Sui spoke, one hand was still on the hilt of the sword. Although his words were polite, he seemed ready to grab it.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran snorted coldly and threw the red cloth to Hang Sui.

Hang Sui took it in his hand as if it were a treasure, and immediately found that the word "death" above his head was slowly fading away.

(End of this chapter)