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"Just follow me."

As they spoke, they turned into another alley, during which He Jingshuo kept looking behind him, worried that someone would continue to follow them.

Wei Junxing did not expect that the situation He Jingshuo faced as a freshman was like this. He felt that his real world was more complicated than his dream.

Yesterday, Chuxingguan was chased and killed by a Taoist priest. He Jingshuo sent it to his door. Today, he was followed by someone. Could it be related to this Taoist priest?

When Wei Junxing thought that he would be followed, he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. The scenes of the underworld in some TV dramas immediately filled his brain.

They walked through an alley and then turned into another more remote alley. After walking for about five or sixty meters, Wei Junxing saw a cafe called "Mo'er" head-on.

The cafe is under a residential building, the door is not big, both sides are painted brown, and a few simple flowers are painted with white paint, and the name is also white.

The door was open, and a curtain was hung on the door, the same brown color.

He Jingshuo lifted the curtain and walked in. Wei Junxing glanced left and right. The place is remote, and there is no one else except them. It is really hard to find.

There are a few coffee tables scattered in the room, the windows are bright and clean, and it looks very spacious and bright.

Behind the bar, there was only an old couple busy in and out. Seeing He Jingshuo coming in, they greeted him kindly.

"Jing Shuo is here, come and sit down."

From the address, Wei Junxing felt that He Jingshuo should be very familiar with this couple.

The old lady's hair was coiled up on the top of her head, fixed with a hairpin inlaid with pearls, with a round face and a very kind smile.

"Old Liu, come and serve Jing Shuo a glass of Blue Mountain, who is this?"

The old lady looked at Wei Junxing, and He Jingshuo showed a smile on his tense face, and introduced him happily,

"Aunt Liu, this is my friend, his name is Wei Junxing. He is injured, please give him a glass of water. We haven't eaten yet, you can make us two claypot rice later, we have to read a book here .”

He Jingle's tone of voice not only lost his nervousness, but also acted like a spoiled child.

Wei Junxing couldn't help taking another look at this place. What is the relationship between the small cafe with only six tables and chairs, and the couple who can't be called fashionable, and He Jingshuo?

The person he called Aunt Liu agreed, then turned around and went backstage to get busy.

Wei Junxing looked at He Jingshuo foolishly. This was the first time since he found He Jingshuo that he had seen him smile so innocently. It seemed that this place was a place he was familiar with and relaxed.

He used to have such a nice smile.

This is the first time Wei Junxing thinks that He Jingshuo looks good when he smiles?Suddenly something else bubbled up in his heart.

He Jingshuo sat on the sofa, stretched out his hand to pull Wei Junxing to sit down, took the county chronicle from his arms, and satirized Wei Junxing while flipping through it.

"Here, let me have a look. I'm really worried that you, a person who scored zero in the test, can understand it."

Wei Junxing came to his senses when he heard his words, and handed the book over with some embarrassment. How could he still care so much about the person who hurt him?Really sick.

"Yes, you are smart, you should study hard."

Wei Junxing sank into the sofa and acted as a hands-off shopkeeper.

He really didn't bother to use his brain, the lessons he studied every day had already driven him crazy, and now that he was injured again, he didn't even want to move.

He Jingshuo hugged the book and began to flip through it. A county annals seemed as thick as a dictionary of idioms, and he didn't know when he found it.

After a while, Aunt Liu brought up coffee and water and placed them in front of them.

"Eat slowly, your Uncle Liu is cooking, wait a while."

Wei Junxing thanked him politely.

Soon He Jingshuo turned over, stared at him for a while, then moved towards Wei Junxing, almost touching his face,

"Ah Xing, look, I found it, here..."

He pointed to a line in the book,

"Wei Linggong's tomb was identified as a first-class protected cultural relic by the county in 19**. There is no detailed research on this person's life.

Because the county seat was relatively close to the battlefield of the Maling War, and some porcelains from the Spring and Autumn Period were unearthed in the tomb, some people suggested that Duke Ling of Wei was from the state of Wei.

Someone searched for historical materials along this line, and found a general, a sixth-rank official, who belonged to a general under Wei Crown Prince Shen.

His real surname is Zhang, but his name is unknown. He was given the surname Wei by the monarch because of his bravery and skill in battle, and his repeated military exploits.

It is said that once when he was passing through a mountain forest, all the monkeys on the mountain paid homage to him, so they all called him Linggong.

The year of Wei Linggong's birth and death is unknown, but he died in 344 BC.

This year happened to be the year of the Battle of Maling, so it is speculated that Wei Linggong died in that battle with Prince Shen.

It's just that there is no epitaph on the tomb, let alone life stories, these are all speculations.besides……"

He Jingshuo turned to another page, pointed there,

"Wuxi County used to be the fiefdom of Wei Crown Prince Shen, but he has been living in Kyoto and never returned to his own fiefdom. The ancestral system of retainers guarding fiefdoms has always been there, so this is more evidence that Wei Linggong was Wei Crown Prince Shen's subordinates explain."

"In other words, what Wei Linggong said may be true?"

He Jingshuo nodded.

"The time is correct. This can only show that Wei Linggong was indeed surnamed Zhang, but what does it have to do with that Taoist priest? And when I saw that Taoist priest, he was not like that. Otherwise, why would I go there in the middle of the night to look for him? ..."

Before He Jingshuo finished a sentence, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have slipped his mouth. He raised his eyes and stopped talking, and looked at Wei Junxing guilty.

Wei Junxing was already wary of all this, so he immediately understood the meaning of his words, stood up abruptly,

"He Jingshuo, is that Taoist priest asking you to take me to see him? You... you, you are not enough to die by yourself, but you still want to take me there... really... really pissed me off."

He Jingshuo hugged the county magistrate in embarrassment, and was speechless for a while, no matter what he said, it was his own fault.

According to Wei Junxing's previous temper, under such circumstances, he might have patted his ass and left long ago, but for some reason, he just couldn't get angry with He Jingshuo.

But at this stop, the wound started to hurt, he clutched the wound and sat away from He Jingshuo, turning around and sulking.

He Jingshuo saw Wei Junxing turn away angrily, sat awkwardly for a moment, gently tugged at the corner of Wei Junxing's clothes, first subdued,

"I'm sorry! I really didn't expect him to be such a person, and I lost my memory. I don't remember the past at all. Is that why this is the case? Your lord will forgive me a lot this time, okay? ?”