CHAPTER XV

"Lord Zuo! Left-sama! Come and save me! Left-sama! Help me!! ”

Deng Si'er trembled as soon as he heard the deep voice of the middle-aged man in front of him, and immediately looked up at the second floor and shouted loudly.

The middle-aged man was stunned by Deng Si'er's sudden shout, and involuntarily let go, but still grabbed Deng Si'er's wrist and didn't let go.

Deng Si'er shouted while struggling, and in the entire inn, all the people who were eating on the first floor looked over curiously, looking at the middle-aged man looking at Sven, but he grabbed his wrist, and didn't do anything to him, I don't know what this young man is shouting about.

Zuo Idiot heard Deng Si'er's shout and immediately opened his eyes and got out of bed immediately, only to open the door and come out to see that many people in other rooms had come out to watch the excitement, he couldn't help but be puzzled, so he slowed down.

Deng Si'er's shouting never stopped, and the middle-aged man saw that the people around him were looking at them, so he had to helplessly approach Deng Si'er and said threateningly:

"Stop shouting, and shout again that I'll break your wrist!"

When Deng Si'er heard this, he hurriedly shut up and silenced, and then turned his head and shook his head vigorously at the middle-aged man, shaking like a rattle played by a child, and looking at him with eyes begging for mercy.

"Sit down, I won't do anything to you."

The middle-aged man grabbed Deng Si'er, pressed him on his stool before, and said with a smile.

After Deng Si'er sat down, he looked at him vigilantly, and his eyes rolled wildly to find the figure of Zuo Idiot.

It wasn't until he saw the familiar black figure that Deng Si'er breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his expression became normal.

The middle-aged man saw that Deng Si'er's expression had changed, and knew that it should be the famous god hunter who had arrived, so he followed Deng Si'er's gaze.

Sure enough, Zuo Idiot stood at the top of the stairs and watched them.

The middle-aged man smiled at Zuo, stretched out his hand and made a 'please' gesture, then sat down and poured tea into the cup.

Although Zuo Idiot didn't know what the middle-aged man wanted, he was also careful in his heart, so he habitually put his hand on the hilt of the sword to avoid the sudden attack of the man, and Deng Si'er would have any mistakes.

"It's you."

Zuo Idiot walked over but didn't sit down, looked at the middle-aged man and asked in a deep voice.

"Lord Zuo, I haven't seen you for two days, don't come unharmed."

The middle-aged man put the poured tea on the corner of the table in front of Zuo Idiot, looked at Zuo Idiot and said, but he didn't stand up.

Deng Si'er saw that the two of them looked at each other and didn't speak, and saw that the middle-aged man just poured a cup of tea for Zuo Idiot, and felt that he had been neglected, and Deng Si'er hadn't drunk water since he went downstairs to eat, and he felt very thirsty, so he quietly stretched out his hand and wanted to bring Zuo Idiot's cup of tea.

"Oops! What are you doing! Scald me! Whew"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Deng Si'er's outstretched hand touched the teacup, the middle-aged man quickly picked up a chopstick on the table, and hit the back of Deng Si'er's hand with a 'snap'.

Deng Si'er's hands shook in pain, and the tea that had just arrived spilled out, the water that had just been poured was very hot, Deng Si'er covered the back of his hand and looked at the middle-aged man is gritting his teeth for a while, angry.

was interrupted by Deng Si'er like this, and Zuo Idiot lost his interest in comparison, so he sat down.

It turned out that the eyes of the left idiot and the middle-aged man were actually competing in secret, and neither wanted to lose to the other party in momentum.

When the middle-aged man saw Zuo Idiot sitting down, he picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Zuo Idiot, pushed it in front of Zuo Idiot, and said:

"Lord Zuo, please use it."

Zuo Idiot looked at the pale tea in the cup, there was still some slight residue in it, and he frowned.

"What? Lord Zuo can't look down on the tea here? It's no wonder that as Lord Zuo, he must have never drunk such inferior tea, right? ”

The middle-aged man picked up his cup and drank it slowly, raising his eyes to look at Zuo Idiot and said while drinking.

Zuo Idiot had really never drunk such inferior tea, and seeing that the middle-aged man's tone seemed to be sarcastic, he also tried to pick up the cup of tea in front of him, and was about to drink it.

"Hey! It's so abrasive to drink tea! Give it to me, I'm dying of thirst. ”

Deng Si'er stepped in, snatched the teacup from Zuo's hand, drank the water in the cup in two sips, and licked his mouth after drinking, looking satisfied.

Looking at the middle-aged man's meaningful smile, Deng Si'er snorted nonchalantly.

Deng Si'er saw that the middle-aged man was sneering, and that the left idiot was really difficult, he just didn't want to look at the middle-aged man embarrassed the left idiot, so he snatched the left idiot's teacup.

However, Deng Si'er's intentions in his heart, Zuo Idiot couldn't understand it, and he didn't see it, but he didn't expect it, but he made this person see it clearly.

"This uncle, you have also drunk tea, can you tell me who you are?"

Deng Si'er saw that the middle-aged man was still staring at him, so he took the lead in asking.

"Don't be so nervous, I thought you'd be happy to see me."

"We don't know you, why are we happy to see you?"

Deng Si'er 'cut' and said with a roll of his eyes.

"What? You stayed in this inn and didn't leave, weren't you waiting for me? ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Zuo Idiot, turned back to Deng Si'er and said with a light smile.

Deng Si'er was startled and hurriedly looked at Zuo Idiot.

As soon as Zuo Idiot saw Deng Si'er's panicked expression, he knew that their intentions had been exposed, so he sighed secretly and asked the middle-aged man straight to the point:

"That's right, in that case, there's no need to hide, who are you? Why follow us? And why is it deliberately attracting our attention? ”

The middle-aged man was still a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't expect that he deliberately led Zuo Idiot to follow him that night, and was discovered by Zuo Idiot, so he didn't go around the bend with them, and said bluntly:

"I'm not a human being, and I have no other intentions, but it just so happens that I'm interested in the case of the seventeen bones."

After hearing this, Zuo Idiot nodded, and asked again:

"Bones that have been buried in the soil for more than ten years, you are actually interested in this? Do you know what's going on? ”

"I won't tell you this, I know a little bit."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he picked up the teacup again, held it in his hand and shook it gently, and the strength was very good, and he didn't let the tea in the cup spill out a point.

Zuo Idiot and Deng Si'er glanced at each other, then turned their heads and continued to ask the middle-aged man:

"Do you think we'll believe what you say?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected Zuo Idiot and Deng Si'er to do such an idea, and immediately after Zuo Idiot finished speaking, he stretched out his hand with a missing ring finger and slowly waved it in front of Zuo Idiot and Deng Si'er's eyes.

I only heard the middle-aged man say with a smile:

"How, can you trust me?"

Zuo Idiot's eyes narrowed, and he held Deng Si'er to prevent him from speaking, and didn't ask until a while later:

"How long has this finger been broken? It's just a broken finger, believe it or not, you can judge it by that? ”

"Oh, my finger hasn't been broken for a long time, but it's been fifteen years."

The middle-aged man withdrew his hand and put it under his eyes, and said as he looked at it.

This time, it was Zuo Idiot who laughed lightly and said:

"What a coincidence, in that case, you can always tell us who you are now, right?"

The middle-aged man drank the tea, looked at Deng Si'er, and then at Zuo Idiot, and said slowly:

"Chu Jing."

"Huh,"

Hearing only a soft sound, Deng Si'er didn't see it clearly, Zuo Idiot had already pulled out the Qingfeng Sword and put it on the middle-aged man's neck.

Chu Jing?

When the brother of the son of heaven, the uncle of the left idiot.

Also, sixteen years ago, one of the Three Kings rebelled.

Zuo Idiot didn't expect it, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.

Chu Jing, the king of Yue back then, his uncle, didn't die!?