In the fifth year of Taihe, October Jiashen, one moment at the beginning of the afternoon.

Chang'an, Chang'an County, Xishi Beiqu.

Xuanji was stunned when she heard this, and when she looked up, she saw that the corners of the lips of the person who had just spoken were slightly raised, and he was bowing slightly to himself. Seeing that Xuanji did not react, he politely repeated Fang Cai's question, and his voice was very mellow.

"I wonder if Childe can allow a certain person to sit here?"

This person spoke with a graceful demeanor, with a Hu sound at the end of his words, as if he was of mixed Chinese and Hu blood.

Xuanji has been in the Fengyue Field for many years, and she can clearly hear the slightly contrived elements in this person's tone. However, it seemed that there was no malice in his deep brown eyes, and Xuanji was afraid that this person would stand at the table for a long time and attract unnecessary glances from other people in the store, so he bowed his head slightly, and he agreed.

The man thanked Xuanji with a bow, and then happily sat down on the opposite side of Xuanji, and immediately called out loudly behind him: "Come to two cups and three pulp!" When the orchid heard this, she immediately answered from a distance.

Xuanji didn't know why this person suddenly came to talk, so she couldn't help but sweep her eyes over him: a chestnut lapel, a towering nose, brown pupils and thin eyebrows, and a thick dark mustache that seemed to have not been trimmed for a day or two, almost covering her upper lip, so Xuanji couldn't tell for a moment whether this person's temperament was delicate or rough.

'What the hell is this man here for?' Xuanji was full of questions, and then glanced at the rest of the tables, there were still some tables that were vacant to sit in, why did this person come to this corner to share a table with him? And...... Did he just ask for two glasses of wine from Orchid? Will he invite his guests? Even if you're wearing men's clothes, this kind of pick-up is too clumsy.

Xuanji thought a lot in her heart, so she simply didn't focus on him, and her clear eyes continued to stare at the staircase.

Seeing that Xuanji hadn't spoken for a long time, this person introduced himself to himself: "My surname is An, and my name keeps the covenant." I don't know the name of this son? As he spoke, the man who claimed to keep the promise hugged his fist towards Xuanji.

The hat was lightly tapped, and this was all Xuanji's response.

An Shouyue was not consciously embarrassed, and took advantage of the fact that the wine was not on the table to introduce this wine shop. However, Xuanji is in and out of the left ear, always sipping buttermilk, looking over An Shouyue's shoulder and looking at the staircase where there is still no one, and gradually doubts in his heart, he has sat here for less than half a cup of tea, why has no one in and out of that staircase? Didn't you really lose your talent?

But...... Where can he go? Xuanji thought about it and looked towards the tables on the first floor, but she really didn't see the figure of the forbidden soldier.

Maybe it's better to go up and have a look...... Xuanji made up her mind and was about to get up and leave the table.

At this moment, the talented orchid just approached with a tray with a smile on her face, and then put two cups of warm Sanle pulp on the table, and put two plates of wine on the table quite knowingly, and pushed one of them towards Xuanji's side.

However, Xuanji couldn't be happy, she was anxious to go up to find out, but she didn't have the mind, she was busy learning the man's tone, and said in a deep voice: "I don't drink." ”

Who knew that An Shou finally reacted to the head of the appointment, but he became interested, waved his index finger towards Xuanji, and smiled heartily: "An can see it!" ”

An Shouyue paused, his eyes were slightly stagnant, as if he was carefully looking at the face behind the tulle of the hat, so that Xuanji couldn't help but bow his head slightly, and let the brim of the hat cover downward.

An Shouyue said slowly: "An Moucai only needs to take a look, and he feels that the son's temperament is extraordinary, which is very different from the noisy and noisy scene. ”

Xuanji was finally impatient with this man's never-ending noise, why did this guy keep asking his name? She glared at An Shouyuo: "What is the intention of the foot?" Helplessly, she was trained to speak softly through the tulle, and her momentum was directly reduced by five points.

An Shouyue was so fierce by the "son" of the opponent, it seemed that he had misunderstood the other party's thoughts, but he giggled, took out the six lines out of nowhere, spread his palms to Xuanji, and said straight to the point: "Seeing that the son was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but he came here alone to come to the boiling orchid wine shop in the West Market, I don't know if there are some troubles, An Mousu learns the "Book of Changes", or can solve the doubts of the son!" ”

Xuanji blinked, it turned out to be a fortune teller? Because I feel that I have clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, I have to tell the hexagram, what is the logic of this? Xuanji couldn't help but purse her lips through the tulle, but she secretly let out a sigh in her heart and let down a little vigilance.

However, a fortune teller can't even count whether he is a man or a woman, and he is also not good at art. Xuanji was sighing secretly in her heart, and An Shouyue continued: "Count a hexagram and ask for five yuan, since the son meets in Pingshui, An gives the son a discount, two dollars and one hexagram are enough!" ”

Xuanji didn't want to spend more time on this person, so she coldly rejected the sentence "I don't ask for a hexagram".

An Shouyue wanted to keep it, but Xuanji's unrelenting attitude finally made An Shouyue understand that his suitability was almost in vain. An Shouyue scratched the back of his head with a little annoyance, and then he took the six lines in a curt, picked up the wine cup, and got up to go to another table.

Seeing that the annoying guy was finally gone, Xuanji left a few copper coins on the table, and then slowly got up and left the table, she pressed her steps and walked slowly towards the staircase that no one had entered.

The inside of the staircase is much darker than the interior on the first floor, and with the vermilion-painted porch, from a distance, it looks like a large mouth with a blood basin, and the inside is pitch black.

Entering the staircase, Xuanji smelled a pee, she looked to the right in disgust, there were two small screens standing in the corner in front of the stairs, probably used to cover the drowning barrel, it is estimated that many drinkers will come here to facilitate the trip after drinking too much.

The staircase is all made of wood, creaking when stepped on, and there is a corner at the end that looks like it should lead to the second floor.

As soon as Xuanji reached the corner of the stairs, he hurried down from the stairs, and a bearded man dressed in black clothes collided with Xuanji's shoulder. Although Xuanji was hit in pain, she also subconsciously said sorry. Who knew that the man did not stop at his feet, and after running down the stairs, he went straight out of the staircase, and then after a few flicks, Xuanji heard the sound of the door of the wine shop opening and closing.

The man had a scar on his cheek, and there was a fox smell on his body, and he only hurriedly passed through this corner and made Xuanji cough lightly.

Xuanji walked down the stairs to the second floor, and the corner of Fang Cai could be said to have perfectly separated the second floor from the ground floor, and the noise downstairs was mostly half smaller in an instant.

The south side of the second floor is divided into a number of single rooms with wooden walls, which are several steps wide, suitable for three or five friends to have a banquet together, so that you can directly face the West Market Street and overlook the market. I think that when it comes to dusk, there must be a different view. Correspondingly, however, there is only a narrow corridor in the middle of the second floor, which only allows two people to pass sideways, and is about a dozen steps long, roughly as wide as the façade of this wine shop. At the end of the corridor hangs an ink painting that appears to be the totem on the sign in front of the restaurant.

It was still early, and it didn't sound like there were many people coming to the second floor for a banquet, and it was quiet all around.

But this made Xuanji's heart feel cold, and it seemed that she had lost it......

But there is no back door on this second floor, so where can you run? Could it be that the man jumped out of the window? Or did she slip out of the door while she was haunted by the noisy An Shouyo?

Xuanji silently walked to the door of the first single room, the window in the room seemed to be open, and the early afternoon sunlight of Chang'an reflected through the window paper and the lattice of the single room, giving people a completely different atmosphere from the first floor.

Xuanji nudged the door inwards slightly, but the door did not move.

Isn't it locked?

Xuanji was suspicious, and was about to move into the depths of the corridor, but she felt that the soles of her shoes were slippery and greasy, and then she felt a fishy smell in her nose.

Xuanji hurriedly looked down, and what she saw made her gasp, and her feet were uncontrollably weak, and it was only because of the narrowness of the corridor that she managed to maintain her balance against the door on the opposite side, so as not to sit on the ground.

Under the crack in the door, a steady stream of dark red blood was oozing out......