Hearing the answer of the running hall, Rao is Lin Yulin also didn't care about the right talent, and said in his heart: No matter how cold the business is, there will still be no guests?

Doubts are doubts, and I don't really think it's a black shop. The black shops are all in the wilderness, and there is no place in the village, how can anyone open the black shop outside the city.

Bookworms scanned around and found that the utensils in the lobby were half-used and not new, and the walls and floors had not been painted for many years. Except for the lantern at the door and the red paper on the door, the rest of the inn is very old.

He asked quietly, "Is your store new?" ”

"The original owner has moved away and just sold this store to me," Huang Daxia diligently led the way in front and replied as he walked, "No, the signboard hasn't had time to be replaced." ”

It turned out that this man was both a proprietor and a buddy.

After listening to his words, they realized that this place was not only a newly opened shop, but also a store that changed hands, and no matter which one it was, it was a taboo place for solo travelers to stay. You must know that when the store is newly opened, the shopkeeper's character is still unclear, and the store that changes hands is not very peaceful.

However, Huang Daxia is the only one in this store, and there is no fluctuation of people's hearts.

The bookworm smiled slightly, and said in his heart: How can it be so coincidental? He thought and commanded, "Open ...... Three upper rooms. ”

The proprietor of the hall hesitated for a moment and persuaded: "The place is simple, there is no room for upper and lower rooms, but it is just a shop." If a few people want to be pure and do not want to live with strangers, then two rooms are enough. The stone bed in the small shop is very spacious, and it is no problem to sleep seven or eight people. ”

When Su Musha heard this, he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, he had seen people who persuaded people to spend more money, but he had never seen merchants who persuaded people to save money.

Thinking about it this way, this thing is very strange.

The bookworm didn't object anymore and replied "yes".

Regardless of whether he went to the room or not, or whether he needed to be in the same room with others, Su Musha didn't care much. She was only worried that the water in this place was too deep, and the three of them would not be careless and fold here.

That's ridiculous. It's like two armies clashing, and one side dies of food poisoning before they can face each other. It's the same death, but it's better to die on the battlefield than to feel cost-effective.

Thinking of this, Su Musha smiled a little dumbly: The co-author will die no matter what.

Thinking so, she didn't talk, and followed the two of them to the backyard in a bit of a daze, and then followed Lin Yulin into the room. I saw that there was a stone bed of masonry in the house, but it was not hollow like the big kang in the north. The bed was covered with mats, porcelain pillows and quilts, and it looked clean and vague.

But even so, Su Musha also planned to sleep in his clothes tonight.

Lin Yulin had kicked off his shoes, climbed into bed flexibly with his hands and feet, occupied the east head, pointed to the middle of the stone bed and said: "This is the Chu River Han Realm, let's sleep separately, don't cross the line." ”

Su Musha didn't care about her words, so he had to laugh at her reaction, and deliberately sang the opposite tune to her: "If you're not used to sleeping with people, why don't you insist on three rooms?" ”

Lin Yulin was choked by her words that were neither soft nor hard, and her speed of speech increased slightly: "He said 'okay'," she said as she looked at Su Musha with burning eyes and asked, "He...... What's your relationship? There was an inquisitive tone in his tone, where was the exhaustion of the right talent.

Poor Su Musha didn't sleep well last night, and he felt a sore back at this time, and just wanted to say, "Wash and sleep", when he heard Lin Yulin's question. She was stunned, thinking of a girl's family, and she actually asked herself about a man. After being stunned, he felt a little depressed, and said in an unkind tone at the moment: "Uncle Worm is my companion...... I don't know if he already has a wife and a house full of children and grandchildren. ”

These words were a little explicit, and as soon as the words came out, Su Musha regretted it a little. She was so sleepy that she didn't want to say such a thing. The other party will not be annoyed and angry, just do it. The gentleman doesn't suffer the immediate loss, do you want to make up for it?

Who would have thought that Lin Yulin was neither annoyed nor ashamed, he only looked Su Musha up and down and said, "Sleep." ”

I really think of one play.

Su Musha didn't think it was wrong, and lay down straight, turning over and turning his back to Lin Yulin. I thought my body was already so tired, but I could fall asleep in a few breaths. But somehow, I was very sleepy, but my spirit was very high. Whenever I feel a little sleepy, such and such thoughts will pop up in my head, and my heart will not be calm.

Lin Yulin, who could hear it on the other end, also tossed and turned, and sighed softly from time to time, which showed that he couldn't sleep well.

The two of them were like pancakes like this, and I don't know how long it took before they gradually fell silent.

I don't know how long it took, Su Musha woke up suddenly, looked up, and saw that it was still dark outside the window. She often has the problem of waking up in the middle of the night and never sleeping again, so she can roughly calculate the time by looking at the sky, and she knows in her heart that it will not be the end of the day.

Su Musha stared at a place in the void, and there was some unreal excitement in his heart: Anyway, this thing really made us do. Although we still need to make some contributions, as long as we work hard, the Xiaoxiao Gang will not be lightly fished.

"Woo...... Mother...... Mother......"

In the silence, a faint whimper suddenly sounded. Su Musha turned over and sat up, and saw that it was Lin Yulin at the other end. She hurriedly got up, took a few steps and crossed the "Chu River Han Boundary", and arrived at Lin Yulin's side, half-squatting and half-sitting. found that Lin Yulin was stunned, his little face was wrinkled, and his expression was a little distorted, like sadness, like a grievance, and unspeakably pitiful.

She kept calling "mother" and said something vaguely. Speaking of the latter, the words are full of unwillingness and resentment.

Su Musha couldn't hear clearly, so he only whispered, "Miss Lin...... Miss Lin, wake up, wake up......" nudged her shoulder as she called.

Lin Yulin opened his eyes suddenly, and there was still a trace of weakness in his eyes brought out in his dreams, but it immediately turned cold. However, because the room was dark, his eyes couldn't see, so Su Musha didn't notice it.

She stuffed a handkerchief for Lin Yulin, then put her shoes on the ground, lit an oil lamp, and found tea sets all over the house, wanting to pour a glass of water for Lin Nu. Lin Yulin looked at her back, and his gaze gradually softened.

At this moment, Su Musha turned around and said, "There is no tea, otherwise I will help you scoop some well water?" ”

There was a well in the backyard, not far from where they were resting.

Lin Yulin got up silently and said, "No need......" She had the heart to say a few more words, but she felt a little embarrassed, so she had to bow her head and hold the handkerchief that Su Musha gave her, and when she saw that the pattern on it was familiar, she recognized that this was the one she handed to her to wipe her face outside the rudder of the Rongzhou Xiaoxiao Gang that day.

The handkerchief spun around and came back, and the Su girl also changed from a stranger to a ...... What has become?

"Do you know what a 'mandala' is?"

Su Musha, who was sitting at the table, was fiddling with the wick of the oil lamp, and suddenly asked.

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(Diary 42 of the heroine, June 13, first celebrate that June 12 has finally passed.) ）