Chapter 226 Eavesdropping
Pu Min was speechless. Out of ten bags of grain, six had to be handed in when entering the city. This made no sense no matter where you were.

Pan Jun snorted and waved his hand, saying, "Let's go!"

Miaozhen and Miaohe stepped forward, took the apology gifts from the three men, called Pan Xiaohei and left.

Pan Xiaohei opened his round eyes and looked at the three of them, then ran after Pan Jun and the other two.

They entered Ping'an Inn through the side door and met no one except the doorman guarding the side door.

Go up to the second floor and walk a short distance to their room.

As soon as they entered the room, Pan Yun waved his hand, and the candles in the room were instantly lit. Miao Zhen and Miao He put down the things in their arms, and then looked at the Taoist robes on their bodies, saying regretfully: "There is too much blood, I'm afraid it can't be washed clean."

Pan Yun took a look and said, "Change it first. I'll go find some white vinegar and pour it into the basin to soak it."

Miaozhen and Miaohe agreed. The three of them had a lot of blood on their bodies, and even if they changed their clothes, the bloody smell could not be removed, so the three of them simply washed their hair as well.

Song Bei returned to the inn exhausted. As he walked into the garden, he heard a sound coming from the pond not far away.

He paused and quietly walked forward. As he approached, the three figures squatting by the pool immediately turned around. Song Bei was about to hide in the rockery when he heard a familiar voice saying, "Mr. Song."

Song Bei's body froze, and he walked out from the rockery, and saw Pan Yun and the other two.

After looking the three people up and down, he lowered his eyes and saw a basin of blood, and the bloody smell hit him in the face.

Song Bei: ...

Seeing that it was him, Pan Yun casually poured water into the flower bed and asked, "Boss, why are you still awake so late?"

Song Bei: "...Why are you here?"

Pan Yun: "Let's do the laundry."

Song Bei: "Don't you live on the second floor?"

"We can go downstairs," Pan Yun pointed to the open window and said, "from there."

Song Bei was speechless. After a long while, he looked at the clothes in the basin and asked, "What is this?"

Pan Yun: "It's dirty. Saving people is dirty."

Song Bei had a blank expression on his face, and it was unclear how much he believed.

He nodded and turned to leave.

But the house he lived in was just diagonally opposite, and he could see them from the window, so he watched them wash the clothes, then fly lightly with the wooden basin in their arms and climb in through the window with ease.

"His kung fu is really good," Song Bei closed the window and turned around and said, "Ah Xin, go check it out tomorrow to see what they did today and where the blood came from."

Ashin agreed, but when he checked the next day, he found nothing.

"I only know that they went to the grain store to inquire about the price of grain, and today they brought grain to the grain store to sell. As for the rest, I can't find out anything else."

"Nan'an County is so small, they are young, and they are wearing Taoist robes, how could they not find out?"

Ah Xin lowered his head and said in shame: "I have carefully inquired around the grain store, but no one has any impression of them, so I can't find out where they went after leaving the grain store."

Song Bei's face darkened. After a moment's silence, he said, "From today on, find a few people to keep an eye on them and see who they meet and what they do."

"Yes."

But after Pan Yun and the others sold the grain, they rarely went out, but stayed in their rooms to make poison.

The medicine furnace is ready-made, you just need to buy some charcoal. That's right, you have to be careful every time you make poison, after all, it is a poisonous substance.

After staying in the inn for two days, Miaozhen flew into the garden through the window every day and carefully studied the garden's formation.

Whenever she met a waiter asking, she knew she was looking for her boss, Song Bei.

Song Bei: ...

Pu Si couldn't help laughing and said, "You are quite clever. It seems that it is impossible for you to use me to drive people out of the garden."

Song Bei: "Mr. Pu doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all. Aren't you afraid that she will figure out the formation of your garden?"

Pu Si's lips curled up slightly, and he said confidently, "This formation is not easy to figure out. Ping An Inn is nearly a hundred years old. When it was built, we spent a lot of money to invite the most famous Taoist priests and monks in the country to come for consultation. No matter how talented these three are, they are just young children. I don't think they can figure it out."

"But you," Pu Si turned to look at him, "If you are so worried about what they will find out, why did you invite them to accompany you? You employ people but don't trust them. This is a big taboo in employing people."

Song Bei: "I don't trust them now because they haven't passed my test yet. I need to get to know them for a while. Once I'm sure they are trustworthy, I will definitely trust them."

Pu Si smiled sarcastically, not knowing how much he believed.

Miaozhen flew back to the house through the window. The black cat that had been quietly staying on the roof also got up and left lightly after Pu Si and Song Bei left the house, and slipped in through the half-open window.

Miaohe was refining medicine, Miaozhen was drawing an array formation carefully on the table, and Pan Jun was leaning on a large pillow on the wooden couch, reading a book in one hand and eating pastries in the other, with one leg crossed over the other, swaying from side to side, looking very relaxed and comfortable.

Seeing Pan Xiaohei coming back, Pan Jun exclaimed, "You're back? How many secrets did you hear?"

Of course, Pan Xiaohei couldn't repeat every sentence to her, so he just repeated the part that mentioned them.

But Pan Yun didn't want this, and asked, "They have been talking for so long, but they still haven't explained what the goods they are escorting are?"

“Good, good.”

Pan Jun couldn't help but frowned, "This is a bit difficult. I have to know what he cares about most before I can snatch it. Oh, take it."

Pan Xiaohei, "I'll go check it out for you."

Pan Jun: "Do you know where their goods are?" Pan Xiaohei: "It must be in this inn. I'll just look through them all."

Pan Yun shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that the goods on the surface are just goods, not his treasures. If you alert the enemy again, it will be difficult for us to take action later."

Pan Xiaohei: "You are a Taoist priest, you are here to study, why are we doing the things of robbers now?"

Pan Yun: "Nonsense, if you can't speak, just shut up. We are suppressing bandits, don't you understand? We are enforcing justice, okay?"

Pan Xiaohei stopped talking.

Pan Jun tapped his feet and thought for a while, "Forget it, there are still two days after we set off, I will investigate it then."

As we were talking, someone knocked on the door.

Miaozhen and Miaohe were both immersed in refining medicine and drawing formations, so Pan Yun went to open the door.

"Master Pan, right? Brother Song said we will set out at noon tomorrow and gather at the gate."

When Pan Yun heard this, he immediately said, "Okay, we will be there on time."

That afternoon, Pan Yun went to buy steamed buns, steamed bread, and sesame cakes, which were dry foods that could fill the stomach and last a little longer.

She divided it into three parts and put all three of them into the space.

This is the prepared dry food.

The next morning, the three of them arrived at the inn gate on time, faithfully fulfilling their duties.

There were fifteen carts parked on the road next to the outer wall of the inn, pulled by sturdy mules. The carts were covered with blue oilcloth and tied tightly with ropes so that no one could see what was inside.

Pan Jun took a glance and then looked away.

When Song Bei came out of the inn, the people waiting outside the inn immediately saluted him.

Song Bei raised his hand and said, "Okay, we are all family, no need to be polite, let's go, there are people waiting for us at the city gate."

Everyone responded.

Pan Yun was about to go back to her car, but Song Bei quickly stopped her and said with a smile, "Master Sanzhu, let's sit together."

Pan Yun took a look at his gorgeous carriage, sighed, and shook his head: "Boss, I once had a gorgeous carriage that was not much different from yours. Later, because I was too accurate in fortune-telling, the heavens did not allow it, so I went bankrupt."

"We cultivators compete with the heavens for luck and comprehend the mysteries of heaven, so we have five disadvantages and three shortcomings. Unfortunately, my shortcoming is that I lose money, so..." She looked up and down at his gorgeous carriage again, shook her head regretfully and said, "I'd better not harm the master's carriage. If the master is worried and needs me to follow him, then let my carriage follow closely behind yours."

Song Bei was half-believing and half-doubting, but after thinking about it, he did not reject Pan Yun's proposal. So when the team set off, Song Bei's carriage went first, followed by the open carriage of Pan Yun and the other two.

It's a fully convertible car, and on cool winter days, there's nothing wrong with it except that the wind is a little cold because the sun is very warm.

Once the grain was sold, their open carriage became much more spacious, and three people could lie side by side in it.

When they got out of the city gate, they saw a large group of people waiting outside the city. There were old and young, some richly dressed, some poorly dressed. They were obviously business travelers who were traveling together.

Pan Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Song Bei got off the carriage, clasped his fists, greeted some people, and then waved goodbye and set off.

Song Bei's team walked in the front, followed by a large group of merchants.

Pan Jun picked up Pan Xiaohei from her arms, took him out of the car, then quietly let go of him and sent him away.

Pan Xiaohei: ...

Pan Yun: "Go and get the news quickly."

Pan Xiaohei: "Meow, are you using me as a bug?"

Pan Yun: "This is a matter of life and death and merit, just tell me whether you will go or not?"

Pan Xiaohei turned around and left silently, running to the back of the crowd.

It didn't take long for it to hear a lot of discussions and summarize them.

"The road from here to Quanzhou Prefecture is not safe, so merchants travel together. Song Bei's caravan is the largest, and he always brings the most security personnel, so everyone likes to follow Song Bei."

Pan Yun's heart moved, his face became a little solemn, and he asked, "Is Song Bei very famous in this area?"

Pan Xiaohei raised his round head, looked at Pan Yun sarcastically and meowed, "Very!"

Pan Jun tapped his knees and said, "I didn't expect this. Being a pirate is so high-profile?"

Pan Xiaohei said: "Because his last name is Song, everyone calls him Little Timely Rain."

"If Song Jiang knew about this, he would be so angry that he would come back to life, right? Although they are both bandits, one is a righteous bandit and the other is a Japanese pirate...tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Miao He: "Uncle Junior, should we start to ruin his reputation from now on? I'm familiar with this. I often hear people in the village do it."

Pan Yun: "Don't make a fuss. Those people under him are not vegetarians. If we don't reveal this, no matter how good his reputation is, what reputation will he have after peeling off his skin?"

Miaohe: "Huh? Want to catch the thief and seize the stolen goods?"

Miao Zhen: "Does that mean we have to hand over the stolen goods to the government?"

"It depends on what the stolen goods are," Pan Yun said. "Some unimportant things can be lost or damaged."

　good night

　　(End of this chapter)