v3 Chapter 183： visitor (2/2)
”Closing.” Zhang Hengdao.
The priestess finally breathed a sigh of relief. This meeting was completely different from her imagination, and she was out of her control from the beginning. Neither the prison-like carriage or the threats that followed her allowed her to occupy it. Take the initiative, so she can only get Zhang Heng's cooperation at a greater cost.
”When I find the person who tells Otrus?” Zhang Heng asked again.
”Go to the perfume shop street and find a perfume shop with iris flowers outside and say you want to buy a bottle of perfume without any taste, and then pay a setes to the person who will host you, and he will take you to find me of.”
After saying this, the attitude of the priestess became cold again, as if she had completely lost interest in Zhang Heng.
So Zhang Heng didn't stay any longer, and lay back in the carriage again. After that, the priestess lowered the bezel and called the slaves outside to bring Zhang Heng back to the bridge where he came. The old Persian trainer and the boat without the oars were gone.
This time the meeting was very cautious, and he did not disclose any information about the location from beginning to end.
Zhang Heng can only judge that he is in a room through the fuzzy view of the black cloth at the end, and besides that, he spends most of his time in the small and humid compartment.
However, if the other party thought that this would completely hide him, it would be too underestimated. Zhang Heng glanced at the starfish on his hand. This watch accompanied him through various copies, and it is amazing that no matter what era, no matter how careful the opponent will ignore the existence of this watch.
It is like a blind spot in the world. Although the time above is still the time in the real world, as long as it is multiplied by the flow rate of the copy, the time in the copy can also be obtained. Zhang Heng had put it in his ear in the compartment before. From the tick interval of the second hand, the route is divided into equal parts.
He remembered the turning of each part of the carriage in his heart ~~, and then passed the degree of bumps to record the road conditions during driving.
But considering that the priestess was likely to hide somewhere to observe him after he was sent to the bridge, Zhang Heng did not immediately turn around to find his guest room, but went back to his residence first.
Zhang Heng slept until the morning, and the little female slave got up early to make the meal, but someone did n’t mean to open her eyes, so she could only put the breakfast on the table and drag it afterwards Chin froze at the table.
As a result, he waited for breakfast directly for lunch. Zhang Heng got up from the bed and yawned. The little slave expressed concern about his current situation. ”Although we have money left on our hands, Half, but if I do n’t work, I can support it for less than two months, or I ’ll go to the laundry to work. ”
”Did you remember that there are other jobs available? Rest assured, money is not a problem, and someone will send us money soon.” Zhang Heng said as he picked up a loaf of bread.
The result seemed to be in response to what he had just said, and immediately there was a knock on the door.