Jing'er woke up, as if she had a nightmare, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Wu, the nerd, the old urchin, Cen Mo, and the mother-in-law all looking at her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You, you, you ......"

"Haha, you're scared stupid, aren't you, I'm scared stupid when I wake up, as soon as I open my eyes, I'm in the carriage, you're okay." Wu hurriedly said a few words to Jing'er to soothe her wounded little heart.

"It's, it's okay." Jing'er became almost stammering, her eyes were dodgy, and she didn't dare to look at her eyes.

Realizing that everyone was looking around her, frightened, and didn't think much about it, and didn't know what happened while they were sleeping.

"The people are fine, the luggage is there, the place is almost recognized, nerd...... Oh, no, Wang Xiaotong said, there is Minglin Village in front. I just don't know what happened before, who got us here. Regardless of whether Jing'er understood it or not, she muttered a lot of words.

Jing'er's thoughts were still on the morning of the inn.

The heavy snow tried to cover up the terrible corpses, but the falling snowflakes mixed with the blood, and the whole inn was full of blood-like snowflakes, even the frozen ice was blood-red, and Jing'er would never forget it.

According to Xie Wencai's statement, she identified Xie Wencai in front of the officers and soldiers, and Xie Wencai was taken away.

Jing'er's heart was guilty, because of her momentary loss, everything was wrong, Xie Wencai was fine, but now she is in prison, if she shouts for someone to leave in advance, even if she tells everyone the news on the note, these things will not happen, so Jing'er fell into incomparable self-blame.

She didn't listen to what she said.

I was just thinking that nothing would happen to Xie Wen.

……

In the dark and damp dungeon, the slender figure was beaten and bruised all over his body, but his face was unmoved, and he sat in the only dry part of the prison, closing his eyes and resting.

Suddenly, a bell rang from far and near, and he walked towards the darkest and dampest part of the dungeon, and stood still in front of the man's cell.

"I didn't expect you to be so resistant." The soft voice is like the spring breeze in April, and if you don't think about the meaning of the words, it must be extremely heartwarming.

"Why are you here?" Xie Wencai knew who was coming just by listening to the voice, Fa Yuan, Inorganic, Mu Nan, which name should be called him? It's not appropriate to call him anything.

"I'm coming to see you." Mu Nan looked at Xie Wencai's place through the wooden fence, "How did you get like this?" ”

“……”

"I thought you would show up in front of her to save her, but I didn't expect you to even show your face." said this, but Mu Nan had no expression on his face at all, so that people couldn't hear what he wanted to say.

Mu Nan has this kind of ability, and Xie Wen has seen it a lot.

"You did it!" Xie Wencai suspected that the person who died in the inn was done by Mu Nan, although he was suspicious, but what Xie Wencai said was very absolute.

"However, I didn't expect you to be able to grasp such a good opportunity." Mu Nan's gentle voice still carried a hint of kindness when chanting the scriptures, but now when he heard Xie Wencai's ears, it was extremely ironic, even if he admitted it, those people were really sent by him to kill!

"Why are you doing this!" Xie Wencai's voice concealed this great anger, but it was deliberately suppressed by Xie Wencai.

"Hey," Mu Nan sighed deeply, Xie Wencai had heard him sigh like this before.

"I just wanted to help you." Mu Nan lowered his head, he didn't have it before, but now his waist-length long hair hung down at his side, just blocking his entire face, and from Xie Wencai's angle, he couldn't see his current expression at all.

"But you killed them all!" Xie Wencai didn't know what to say, he felt that this was not helping him, if he was really helping him, how could he be here now.

"I have principles for killing, you know this, these people deserve to die!" Mu Nan's words suddenly became fierce, and Xie Wencai didn't know what to say.

How could he forget that Mu Nan was the head of the Wind and Frost Building, the head of the letter selling organization, and even the people in a temple said that they would kill them, so how could they care about these people in the inn.

"What should I say about you?" Xie Wencai sulked alone for a while, and finally said this sentence.

"What should I say about you!" Mu Nan returned this sentence to Xie Wencai as it was.

Only then did Xie Wencai realize a problem.

"Your legs ......"

"Yes, alright."

“……”

"Do you want to go out, or do you want to stay here?"

"Out of course!"

News came out of the prison that day, and that was that the inn murderer had escaped.

……

The old naughty boy and Cen Mo saw Jing'er's dejected appearance, and they winked at each other, feeling very suspicious of Jing'er's behavior.

While the two were still exchanging glances, the carriage stopped shaking.

Then, Cen Mo, the old naughty boy, Wuwu and Jing'er helped each other to get out of the carriage, just right, the carriage stayed next to a very remote inn, a canvas hung high, and the Qingliu Inn was written.

The whole inn is located in a much lower position than the flat ground, people's inns are up the steps, the inn here is the steps down, the whole step is made of pieces of stones, next to the steps is a two-meter-wide ditch, not deep, but full of snow, snowflakes are about to fill the ditch.

The house is made of blue bricks and white tiles, and the roof is covered with snowflakes, but you can't see it, you can only judge it by the tiles on the eaves.

The chimney that emerges more abruptly leads to the sky.

The four of them stood still at the door, even in winter, there were still a lot of people coming and going, leaving a smell of wine in the past, and this breath alone penetrated the nose, making people feel very hungry.

After realizing it, he turned around and wanted to discuss with Cen Mo and the old naughty boy, but when he turned back, Cen Mo and the old naughty boy were already like wild horses on the loose, and they rushed to the door with a slick of smoke, and the two of them crowded at the door frame, and no one let anyone go first.

Seeing that Wu smiled back and forth, Jing'er just smiled reluctantly because she had something in her heart.

"Benefactor, is it Minglin Village?" The carriage behind the two sounded in a muffled voice.

Thinking that the sound insulation effect of this carriage is not bad, he stepped forward and lifted a corner and said, "I don't know if it's Minglin Village, but there is indeed a Qingliu Inn here." ”

"Oh, that's it, don't look at the small village, the Qingliu Inn is famous far and wide."

"Well, wait a while, wait for the seniors and Cen Mo to come over, and we'll go over and find a place to live in a while, and then make plans."

"Okay." Hearing Satoru say this, the nerd was quite moved, and thought to himself that although he was down-and-out now, when he was successful, he would definitely repay them twice as much.

At this time, looking at his mother, he felt that it was the stupidest decision to kill himself that day, but fortunately he survived. (To be continued.) )