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Chapter 52 Worry-free
Geng Xuan already had some guesses in his mind, and after hearing the man's voice, he instantly came to his senses.

This person was one of the four people who had participated in the siege and killing of the "fat sheep" with Su Ruiliang.

Because he intentionally controlled the distance between the two parties at that time, and he never saw the two people's faces clearly, he couldn't be very sure just from their appearance, but with the familiar voice, he basically matched it with some of the information revealed by Su Ruiliang.

"Liang Jun." Geng Xuan read out the man's name in his mind, and a smile appeared on his face as if he had seen an acquaintance.

"Come up quickly." Liang Jun waved at Geng Xuan.

Geng Xuan smiled, slipped into the store, and quickly went to the second floor to find the single room where Liang Jun was.

In the room, besides Liang Jun who was sitting by the window, there were two other people sitting around.

One of them had obvious signs of bandage on his left arm. He was the only one who was accidentally injured in the counterattack of the "fat sheep". Geng Xuan silently recited this person's name in his heart: Wang Xi.

The last person is tall and thin, and his name should be Xu Lin.

Seeing him walk to the door, the three of them greeted him with a smile.

Liang Jun pointed at the food on the table and said:

"We've almost finished eating and were chatting. If you don't mind, just help yourself... I'll add two more dishes."

This was exactly what Geng Xuan intended, and he could use it to cover up himself.

Otherwise, such a bland chat might really make a few people feel something is wrong.

Geng Xuan sat next to Wang Xi, who had an injured arm, picked up a set of unused bowl and chopsticks and began to eat.

After eating two bites of the food, he said to Liang Jun who was about to add more food: "No, there are still so many, I'll just eat whatever I want."

Then he picked up the teacup and took two big sips, then asked, "Where's Lao Luo? Why isn't he with you guys?"

The "Old Luo" he was asking about was named Luo Qing, the oldest of the five, and Su Ruiliang was the second oldest.

When they were about to enter the underground black market, Su Ruiliang and Luo Qing each took a tunnel, while Liang Jun, Wang Xi and Xu Lin took another.

Xu Lin said, "He has to go back to look after the store. You know he is a money-grubber. He won't waste any time on anything that can make money."

As he spoke, he looked at Geng Xuan and asked curiously:
"When I saw you leaving us, I thought you had already come out... Did you just come out from down there?"

"I wanted to get out earlier, but suddenly I wanted to pick a more suitable weapon, so I wandered around for a while longer, and before I knew it, I wasted time."

While speaking, Geng Xuan did not stop picking up food and eating. He drank half a cup of tea before opening his mouth, causing his voice to become severely distorted after it came out, completely different from usual.

No one took it seriously.

Wang Xi asked, "Did you pick one?"

As he spoke, he glanced at his waist, as if he was trying to find a weapon that was more handy.

Geng Xuan was eating his meal while saying, "I did find one, but it's too expensive. I can't afford it."

As soon as he said this, the three of them burst into laughter at the same time.

Liang Jun, who was sitting by the window, said, "I also have my eyes on a book on bone refining techniques, but it's too expensive and I can't afford it."

Wang Xi said, "I have my eyes on a bottle of elixir, but it is too expensive and I cannot afford it."

Xu Lin also said: "I also like one, no, two good things, but I can't afford them."

As he said this, he smiled and shook his head, "Ah, it seems that we are all poor."

After these words were spoken, the three of them burst into laughter again.

The three of them continued to chat. Geng Xuan was eating seriously and rarely participated in the conversation. When he occasionally participated, he spoke very briefly and was either eating or drinking water.

None of the three thought there was anything wrong with this.

Geng Xuan had been "communicating" with Su Ruiliang for a long time and was already very familiar with the characteristics of his voice. His disguise technique at the highest level was already able to change the sound produced by adjusting the vocal cord muscles.

Therefore, even without any disguise, the voice he made at this moment was 70% to 80% similar to Su Ruiliang's voice.

If he met these people again after ten days or half a month, he could communicate with them without any disguise.

But now they are still too close to the time they have spent with the real Su Ruiliang. If he speaks without any disguise, especially if he says too much, it is possible that they will sense the difference.

Even if there is no evidence, this situation should be avoided as much as possible.

Geng Xuan thought about the main purpose of this trip, took a bite of the food first, and then asked:

"Do you know any store here with the word 'worry-free' in its name?"

When the three heard this, they looked thoughtful.

"A store with the word 'worry-free' in its name?"

After some thought, Liang Jun and Xu Lin shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of it.

Wang Xuan, whose arm was injured, frowned slightly, as if he was recalling something. "Have you heard of it?" Geng Xuan asked.

Wang Xi nodded first, then shook his head: "I want to come up with a name with 'Wuyou' in it, but it's not a store."

"What is it?"

"He was a peddler who walked around the streets carrying a load on his shoulder. I remember there was a cloth curtain hanging on his load with the words 'Wuyoulang' written on it," said Wang Xi.

"A peddler?" Geng Xuan asked curiously while eating, "Have you ever seen one?"

Wang Xi nodded:

“I saw him a few days ago, he was carrying a load on his shoulder and walking past my shop, singing as he went.

The lyrics should have been written by him, and they are all about various kinds of goods.

There were needles and thread, children's toys, and some food, all kinds of things, all made into poems by him, and finally he added a lucky phrase "I guarantee you will have no worries", which sounded quite nice.

I remember that there were a lot of kids chasing after him, watching the fun. Wherever he went, the kids followed him."

If Geng Xuan had just asked casually with the mentality of giving it a try, then at this moment, after hearing Wang Xun's last words, his heart tightened, knowing that this might very well be the target he was looking for.

Geng Xuan nodded slightly and continued eating.

Wang Xi asked curiously, "Why are you asking this?"

Geng Xuan, who was just trying to find a random excuse to get away with it, suddenly had an idea and said, "Keep it a secret."

Wang Xi was stunned.

The other two also looked at him curiously.

After a while, Wang Xi asked, "Is there something wrong here?"

His expression quietly became very serious.

Geng Xuan nodded: "Yes."

The three of them looked at each other, and Wang Xi nodded slightly, saying, "Then I won't ask any more questions."

The three of them didn't say anything else, and Geng Xuan didn't say anything either.

No one said anything until Geng Xuan parted ways with the three people.

Geng Xuan, on the other hand, strolled casually through the streets of Kangleji.

When he turned another street, he suddenly heard the crisp and pleasant sound of metal knocking, accompanied by rhythmic shouting.

Geng Xuan's heart moved and he quickened his pace.

Turning a corner, I saw a man with a sturdy build but a simple and trustworthy face. He was shaking an object in one hand rhythmically, making a rhythmic and crisp metal knocking sound. In the other hand, he was holding a few small packages and shouting:
"I opened the packs one after another, and they were all bright and shiny, each one looking like a silver spear;
I opened package after package, and every one of them was a good steel bar..."

As he was shouting and singing, he opened the small package in his hand with one hand, revealing long needles inside that gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

Behind him, on the ground, were two very large rattan baskets, filled, hung, and tied with all kinds of things, things you can think of, things you can't think of, things to eat, things to use, things to play with...

Looks eye-catching and novel.

On the top of one of the carrying poles, there was a cloth curtain hanging with the three words "Wuyoulang" written on it.

Not far from him, there were many children watching.

Look at the various new and unusual things on his two shoulder poles, and listen to him casually make up various pleasant lyrics for the ordinary goods he sells.

At this time, a woman holding a child's hand approached and interrupted the sturdy and honest peddler's shouting.

"Do you have any food for the children?" she asked.

The peddler said quickly, "Yes, yes, yes. There are plenty of them. Dates, grapefruits, dried fruits, stinky dried fruits, glutinous rice cakes, yellow cakes, fried dough twists, rice puffs, rice noodles..."

Seeing that he seemed to be going on and on, the woman stopped him and said, "Stinky dried fish, just give me some stinky dried fish."

"Okay, one serving of stinky dried meat, twenty cents for you."

As he was speaking, the peddler had already handed a small portion of stinky dried meat doused in sauce to the woman.

Since the portion was not big, the kids finished it quickly.

The woman returned the empty bowl with only some soup left in it to the peddler and left with the child.

The peddler took some clean water from his shoulder pole to wash the dishes, but he did not splash the water around. Instead, he poured it into a wooden barrel hanging on the pole.

The white lines on the outer wall of this wooden barrel look like decorations at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that the lines actually form two words.

No worries.

(End of this chapter)