I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 869: I’ll grab you and fly

Xiao Wu didn't get angry when Magistrate Liu had anything to say and greeted him, so he leaned quietly on the soft cushions.

　　Until he could no longer speak and walked away, Xiao Wu adjusted his posture and asked Shu Yuan to send him out.

“Master, they are watching us so closely, why are you going out?”

Shuyuan looked at his master leisurely flipping through books and spoke worriedly.

These people are really annoying. Watching them secretly is already too much. Now eating three meals a day is simply disgusting.

 Their job is to keep an eye on people. As long as people don’t leave the hotel, they can do whatever they want. They really can’t control this.

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 “Hey~, let’s go now.”

Within a few leaps, we were far away from Guanyi and settled in a remote alley.

"This morning, I asked Shuyuan to go to the street and buy some yellow rice, and I borrowed the kitchen of Guanyi to cook some porridge. It was good to eat."

"If Mr. Liu is busy, you don't have to work hard to deliver food. If you come to my place to chat, I will welcome you very much, and there is no need to prepare food."

The two of them turned out of the alley and walked on the street. They saw a bluestone tablet in the distance, with two red lanterns hanging on it. Under the flickering candlelight, two large characters were reflected:

"I dare not say whether you look like a wealthy businessman or not, but when you go out like this, you look like a young man from a noble family. In short, you are the rich type."

“How can this be done? How can I bother Mr. Zhizhou to cook in Guanyi? Besides, the food in Guanyi is rough..."

Just when he felt a discomfort in his throat, Sister Wen jumped into an alley.

With his feet on the ground, Xiao Wu supported the wall, with many little stars twinkling in front of his eyes.

 When he regained his breath, Wenyou walked over, grabbed his shoulder with Xiao Wu's explanation, jumped up again, and ran straight to the entrance of the black market.

“Don’t worry, adults, we will definitely fulfill our mission.”

Looking at Shuyuan’s excited expression, Xiao Wu shook his head.

“Sister Wen, do you think I look like a wealthy businessman?”

"Okay, stop scratching your head and prepare some clothes for me."

 “This dress suits you very well.”

 The bluestone color is a very dark blue with dark patterns of the same color embroidered on it. The cuffs and collar are spliced ​​with light blue and embroidered with green bamboo patterns. On the whole, not only does it not appear dull at all, but it shows a steady and self-sustaining attitude.

Shuyuan watched them go away and looked at his master with bright eyes.

"Liu Guangkuan is not coming, but the people guarding outside still haven't withdrawn. We still can't get out. Fortunately, they don't dare to rush into the hotel, so it's a kind of peace."

Hearing Xiao Wu’s tone, Liu Guangkuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled,

"It turns out that Mr. Zhizhou misses his family. If you think about it, it can be understood. When people are weak and sick, they miss the care of their families the most. Anyway, Mr. Zhizhou likes millet porridge, and I will not force you to be a low-ranking official. If you need anything, just send someone Speaking of which, I will definitely cooperate with you fully."

If it weren't for the arrangements from above, he wouldn't have been able to deliver three meals a day. Even my wife has never enjoyed his filial piety.

 Whether it can be realized or not is not up to her.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Xiao Wu covered his neck and started coughing. After a while, he straightened up.

Looking at Wenyou with resentful eyes,

Wenyou jumped up and stood on the wall to check the situation around her. After making sure that no one was around, she picked up Xiao Wu's collar and jumped up to the wall again.

Now that people don’t want to eat the food he delivers, why are they rushing to pat their horses’ hooves?

“Although the food delivered by Mr. Liu is exquisite, delicious and labor-intensive, I still feel that it is more comfortable to drink a bowl of millet porridge.”

“It’s been hard work for Mr. Liu these past two days. People who are sick have a light taste and like to drink some porridge that is easy to digest. Mr. Liu is busy with work and has to take care of me. I am really sorry.”

 After today, Magistrate Liu may not be so diligent.

 Two hundred five. Two hundred and thirty four. One hundred and forty six. Seventy-one

“Sister Wen, can you please put me in a comfortable position for a while? Don’t do it again like you did just now, it’s easy to die.”

 Waiting for the dizziness to disappear, he looked at Wenyou who was waiting beside him, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face.

"Ah, I can't go out, what should I do?" The master wants to go out with his aunt to investigate. How can he investigate if he can't get out?

Looking at Shu Yuan's anxious look, Xiao Wu curled his lips. Shu Yuan had never been in contact with a secret guard, so naturally he didn't know the route.

 “Let’s go, we’ll be there through this alley.”

Before Liu Guangkuan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Wu who raised his hand.

"The difference between what Mr. Liu said is that before I won the first prize, I was a member of a poor family, and I was used to having simple meals every day. Whenever I feel unwell, my mother always cooks a bowl of millet porridge to nourish the spleen and stomach."

"Some people are worried, so they have to make sure that I am under their noses before they can be reassured. However, I think Liu Guangkuan's patience is about to run out. You can go out and buy some millet in a while, and make some porridge at night. It's light and easy to digest."

"I have no opinion."

“…I suggest that after the things are done, let’s walk back, shall we?”

"Okay, I'm busy with official duties these days. You all should be more alert and protect the safety of the post office. Mr. Zhizhou doesn't like to disturb others, so don't go in and make yourself uncomfortable. Just keep it safe."

 In the black market, no one cares about family background or power. As long as the money is in place, anything is possible.

Xiao Wu stroked his bluestone-colored robe with deep eyes. When Wenyou came in, she saw how he was dressed and nodded.

Looking at Xiao Wu's suppressed red face, Wenyou touched her nose innocently.

 “Master, are we clean?”

 Hair bun is pulled up on the top of the head, only tied with a ribbon, flowing behind the head.

Looking at the book going away, Xiao Wu lowered his head and continued reading.

 After Liu Guangkuan finished speaking, he took the people away directly without disturbing him.

 “As long as it looks like you have money.”

The two of them finished cleaning up, and Xiao Wu arranged the interior of the hotel properly before he and Wen You came to the corner of the yard.

 Normally, he ordered Cheng Qian and Cheng Ye to do things, but never in front of him.

Sure enough, when Liu Guang and his family came to deliver dinner. A bowl of cooked millet porridge was already placed in front of Xiao Wu.

Looking at his trembling calves, Wenyou rarely curled up her lips and shook her head.

 “You don’t know how to do light work, and the feeling of weightlessness is really uncomfortable.”

 When you enter the black market and come out again, there are always a few pairs of eyes staring at you, and there are people who specialize in eating this way.

"good,"

 The black market opens at Hai hour, so it would be a good time for them to rush there.

Wenyou looked at him and praised him sincerely. He was the only one in the Bai family who had outstanding temperament and was most similar to Aunt Bai.

Comparing to being strangled just now, Xiao Wu has adapted well at this time, but the feeling of his feet hanging in the air still makes him uncomfortable, his stomach is churning, and he is a little dizzy.

Hearing Shuyuan’s complaints, Xiao Wu curled his lips.

 —Black market.

In the pitch-black night, two red lanterns suddenly appeared, swaying in the cold wind. They looked a little more eerie, and gave them a feeling of going to hell.

 (End of this chapter)