After being dressed as a scumbag, the fascination was reborn

Not long after leaving the Lijiang River, there was the wilderness, Master Song went to wash his face halfway, Zhang Wu also went to remove his makeup, Jing Xiu shrank and changed back to his original clothes.

Fortunately, the clothes they brought over this time are very simple. Originally, they pretended to be "two brothers from merchants who went to Yangzhou to do business, and brought the servants and guards." In order to shorten the trip, Master Song sat outside and waited for Song Shu to change clothes. Still go all the way.

It was getting dark, and it was very dangerous to drive in the wild at night. They wanted to find a place to camp and rest for the night, but Song Shicai sat down on the car board for only half a minute, and vaguely saw a blur of light and shadow ahead.

Jing Xiu hesitated, "Is that an inn?"

Zhang Wu was tired all day, and immediately said happily after hearing the words: "It's good to have an inn! We have a place to rest tonight!"

Master Song squinted his eyes, saw a few horses and a carriage tied outside the inn, vaguely felt something was wrong.

"This wilderness is brightly lit... Who knows what's weird in the store," he reached out and knocked on the door frame of the carriage: "Xiao Shu, don't change your clothes yet."

After a long while, there were small and broken voices behind him. Song Shu lifted the curtain of the carriage, and put on his half-taken clothes again: "What's wrong?"

Master Song didn't look back, and said softly, "Women are more likely to make people relax their vigilance than men. It seems that there are already people in the inn. Let's see the situation later."

He actually had another idea in his mind:

What if they ran into the poisoner?

The carriage didn't stop and continued to move forward at a constant speed until it reached the door of the inn. Master Song got into the carriage and put the bamboo hat on Song Shutou again before jumping off the carriage.

Song Shu had no choice but to fasten his bamboo hat and got out of the carriage, asking, "Are we pretending to be brother and sister now?"

His voice was clear and smooth, and he didn't feel uncomfortable when he didn't pinch his throat when he was dressed as a woman. Master Song was taken aback by this, and nodded quickly.

Xiao Er, who heard the sound of horseshoes, ran out of the door, stopped them at the threshold, and waved his hands in disbelief: "Guest officers, this shop is already full..."

Master Song caught a glimpse of several tables behind him, and all three of them were occupied. They were all dressed in ordinary clothes, but they all carried long knives. They seemed to be some Jianghu swordsmen walking together, looking towards the direction of the door in twos and threes.

Before they could speak, a "swordsman" with a knife suddenly opened his mouth at a table inside and said, "Isn't there another table, it's okay, Xiaoer, let them come in and rest for a while."

Master Song paused, and cupped his hands to express his gratitude to the people on the table over there, Xiaoer was relieved, and responded again and again, turning sideways to lead them to the only empty table: "What do you want to order? What kind of wine do you want to eat? Playing at the top or staying in a hotel?"

Zhang Wu answered the words consciously: "Three..."

"Two rooms upstairs."

Xiaoer should be, ordered food for them, and ran to the back kitchen with oil on the soles of his feet.

The environment in the store is not very good, because it has been in disrepair for a long time, and it smells damp. After sitting down, Master Song glanced to the side, and happened to see the "swordsman" who had just spoken was looking at them, so he paused , nodded towards the other party.

The swordsman was ordinary-looking but not outstanding. When Master Song looked over, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly looked away.

While waiting for the food to be served, Zhang Wu was tormented by the quiet atmosphere in the store, and Jing Xiu was still expressionless. Master Song looked at Song Shu who had just interrupted Zhang Wu, knowing that he had something to say to himself alone, so Only two rooms were called.

Right now, there are too many people, so it's hard to talk too much. Song Shi always felt that the atmosphere of these people was too dead, and there was something wrong. He gave Song Shu a look and asked him to help find a topic to break this strange atmosphere.

Song Shu understood, paused for a second, and deliberately lowered his voice before saying: "Brother, don't you not eat coriander?"

They just had cilantro in their order.

Master Song cooperated and said, "I'll order it for you."

The two pretended to be self-contained and chatted about their daily routines, and the atmosphere at the table next to them gradually became normal, punching and drinking was very lively, but there was still a strange atmosphere in the air, until Xiao Er brought the dishes to the table , this atmosphere still exists.

Someone quietly left at the wine table, went upstairs lightly, away from the noisy sound of drinking at the bottom of the building, looked around and found no one following, and then turned around and pushed open the door of a room.

"someone is coming?"

"It's a pair of brothers and sisters, with a guard boy. They don't know where they are going. They are here to rest."

"Brothers and sisters? What do they look like?"

"My younger sister is wearing a bamboo hat and veil, so I can't see clearly, but I can tell that she is a beauty, and my elder brother also has a good appearance... But the strange thing is that the two brothers and sisters actually booked the same room."

At the same time, the four Master Song also finished the meal with a strange atmosphere, got up and went upstairs, and when their figures disappeared at the top of the stairs, a group of swordsmen holding jugs looked at each other, and one of them said: "Hey , have you seen, that little girl has such a slender waist—she is tall, her legs must be long, her complexion is fair, and she wears a veil... she must be the best."

"No, just looking at me makes me think..."

The men around all laughed, and the other scolded: "Don't cause trouble, don't touch people easily without the master's order."

Unfortunately, as soon as the words were finished, the person who had just quietly touched the upstairs came back, patted the table and said with a smile: "Master's order, come to work."

"It's getting dark."

After entering the door, Song Shu waited until Xiaoer's footsteps left outside the door, then took off the hat, looked around, put down the hat, sat down at the table, and said, "Brother..."

Master Song gestured for silence, took his hand silently, and wrote in his palm: Partition walls have ears.

Song Shu paused, took out his hand, and took the teapot on the table. Ruyu's fingertips were wet with water, and he drew strokes on the table: something is wrong with that group of people.I saw a familiar face in it.

Master Song waited for a long while and saw that he continued to write, and frowned and replied: Who?

Song Shu was silent for a long time, dipped in water again and scratched out a word: You.

Master Song was at a loss for this answer for a moment. At first it was absurd, but then it was unbelievable.

He knew Song Shu wasn't joking with him.

He really saw a face exactly like Master Song's.

Master Song still didn't give up, and quickly wrote on the desktop: Why didn't I see it?

Song Shu hesitated and wrote: In fact, I didn't see it clearly, only for a short moment, and I couldn't find it afterwards. There were too many people, and I was afraid of being discovered, so I didn't continue to observe.

Master Song believed in Song Shu's eyes. If he was not sure that he had indeed seen it, he would not easily say it to affect his state of mind.

In the blink of an eye, when he was about to die, he suddenly remembered that Master Wu Mercy said a few months ago that during the two years when he was away from his soul, a lonely ghost occupied his body.

Maybe... this person has something to do with his leaving his soul?

With this thought in mind, the creepy feeling in Master Song's heart receded a little bit, adding a bit of weirdness and headache:

What luck is he, that he can meet people who have troubles with him in this wilderness.

Master Song wrote down his thoughts for him to read. Song Shu pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Master Song thought for a while, and wrote again: There are people next door, they should be in the same group as those downstairs, but their breath is very weak, not like people who practice martial arts.He might know something too.

Song Shu looked at him and motioned him to continue writing.

Master Song smiled: Have you heard of kidnapping?

Song Shu blinked slowly.

After half a stick of incense, a figure flashed back from the window coffin, holding another figure tied into rice dumplings. The moment the window closed, this man struggled and fell to the ground, looking angrily at her. The culprit caught.

It's a pity that the mouth was stuffed with the rags that Master Song tore from the tablecloth casually, and all the cursing was drowned in the constant "whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" sound.

Master Song turned his head to meet her angry eyes, shrugged helplessly, and clapped his hands casually. The next moment, another pair of shoes appeared in her sight, and a shadow cast in front of her.

The anger in the eyes of the bound person seemed to freeze for a moment, he looked up along the corner of the moon-white robe, and when he saw Song Shu's face, he paused, and his expression was in a daze for a moment.

Song Shu glanced at her lightly, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Where did you tie up a beautiful woman back from? You really don't show mercy."

Master Song was puzzled: "Why should I be merciful? Shouldn't the kidnapping be more ruthless?"

The kidnapped Lord: "..." Chatting in front of me, do you still take me seriously? !

Song Shu smiled and nodded, turned his head and squatted down to look at her, reached out and tore off the cloth in her mouth: "What do you want to say? Don't try to push the cloth away—don't worry, once you call for help, I will immediately Kill you. Will definitely let you die before us."

This girl has disheveled hair and red marks on her lips. It seems that she was tied up by Master Song after she was half dressed up. She is indeed beautiful. Although her clothes are as plain as those below, she is obviously different from them.

Hearing this, she swallowed the screams on her lips, and mocked coldly: "It's up to you?"

Song Shu said "Mmm", with a raised tail tone, the corners of his lips curled up, and he turned sideways to reveal Master Song's figure, and said as a matter of course: "Of course I won't kill you by hand, he will do the killing."

Master Song was blamed for "killing people" for no reason. No matter how he heard Song Shu's words, he thought it was wrong. He said it as if he often killed people without blinking an eye... But he knew that Song Shu was trying to scare people, so it was just a little funny .

He didn't expose Song Shu either, instead he stood behind and pretended to cooperate with him, with a serious look on his face, and acted as a deterrent existence like a backing up very dutifully.

The girl fell silent, and asked after a while: "You kidnapped me and didn't kill me. What are you doing? Asking for property?"

Song Shu saw her expression and knew that she didn't really give in, but just temporarily compromised to delay the time, but he didn't care, and smiled slightly: "Girl, sit up straight and talk—what's your name?"

She paused, probably feeling a little speechless: these two people were leisurely, and they still wanted to tell her to sit up straight before talking.

She thought angrily: Didn't you throw me to the ground? !

Reluctantly, the girl sat up straight, and after a while she replied, "Ling Jiu."