Mo Shuyan, who left, did not notice that a silver-armored general on the city wall was staring at him, this general was Zhao Yun, Xu Zisheng's subordinate, even though Mo Shuyan was dressed in disguise, he was still recognized by Zhao Yun.

The reason for recognizing it is because of the jujube red horse, and now the people of Chang'an, whether they are rich businessmen or ordinary people, have been squeezed clean by Dong Zhuo or Dong Zhuo's men, where do they dare to come out with horses.

Just like Mo Shuyan, he was taken away when he entered the city, so Zhao Yun can basically be sure that this is Mo Shuyan, and others are afraid that they will not easily come to Chang'an to find guilt at this time.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Yun still gave up the idea of going directly to capture Mo Shuyan, turned around and left directly, and hurried to inform Xu Zisheng.

At this time, Mo Shuyan's forehead was already slightly sweating, slashing across his face, dripping on the ground, and evaporating in an instant.

Glancing up at the scorching sun with some sadness, Mo Shuyan secretly complained in his heart, why is it still so hot in the north, it is really sad.

Glancing at the long shirt on his body, Mo Shuyan sighed again, suddenly missing the short-sleeved shorts of the 21st century, and really didn't understand why ancient people had long clothes in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

At this moment, a fragrance flowed over, circling his nose endlessly, as if he wanted to burrow into his brain, accumulating continuously, making Mo Shuyan feel hungry out of thin air, and his stomach was also in response to the situation, gurgling non-stop.

Smelling the incense, it turned out to be the fragrance from the ground stall not far away, unconsciously, Mo Shuyan walked into the market, and now it is noon, the food stall is very lively, and the fragrance is also scattered.

swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva vigorously, and finally Mo Shuyan sighed and ran to the noodle stall to sit down.

As soon as the buttocks sat down, the stall owner with a public face shouted: "The guest officer wants to eat butter noodles?" ”

"Yes, come and have a bowl, I'm almost hungry." Mo Shuyan's eyes lit up and he replied.

"Okay."

After a while, the stall owner brought a large bowl of butter noodles, covered with heavy beef slices, and Mo Shuyan's eyes glowed green, if this is in the 21st century, if you have to give a five-star review, you can't have a conscience anymore.

"Guest, you use it slowly." After the stall owner finished laughing, he turned around and went back to cooking noodles.

Mo Shuyan didn't care, but couldn't wait to take out a pair of chopsticks and eat butter noodles in a big gulp.

A huge bowl of butter noodles, divided by two by Mo Shuyan, was cleaned, almost to the point where it didn't need to be cleaned.

With a long breath of satisfaction, the beads of sweat on his forehead kept falling like rain, and a heavy heat emanated from his heart, which seemed to warm Mo Shuyan's internal organs.

"It's not strange for you to say, some time ago Chang'an martial law was so serious, but these days it was suddenly defenseless, and the city gate was wide open, which is extremely weird."

Mo Shuyan, who was about to get up to settle the bill, heard this, and immediately sat down again, and secretly peeked around, it turned out that the diners at the side table were chatting.

"Isn't it? Since Dong Zhuo came, the merchants and people of Chang'an have suffered, and they have been looted almost instantly, so Chang'an, who dares to leak money and goods, even if Dong Zhuo does not rob it, Dong Jun and everyone are a group of insatiable people. Another gray-clad diner immediately answered.

The linen diner who spoke first sighed and said again: "I heard that the instructions for the city gate to be opened in the past few days were ordered by the newcomer Xu Zisheng, I don't know what tricks this traitor of the alliance wants to play." ”

"Be cautious in your words, lest you find the disaster of killing." The gray-clothed diner found that Mo Shuyan was looking at them, and immediately admonished in a panic.

Mai diner, looking back, just saw Mo Shuyan retract his gaze, and his heart was also shocked, so he quickly pulled up the gray diner to settle the account, and left in a hurry, for fear that Mo Shuyan was Dong Jun's person and would cause trouble.

Mo Shuyan, who was discovered, after retracting his gaze, his face was suddenly gloomy like water, and the sweat flowing down his face seemed to become cold and abnormal in an instant, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Now listening to the conversation between these two diners, Mo Shuyan understood in an instant that all this was a bureau set up by Xu Zisheng, just waiting for himself to jump in, catch the turtle in the urn, and wipe out Mo Shuyan in one fell swoop, and no one can stop Xu Zisheng's grand plan to dominate from now on.

Whether Mo Shuyan wants to admit it or not, now that he has stepped into this game, he is almost a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

Mo Shuyan, who calmed down, regained his composure in his eyes, got up directly to settle the bill, and left the noodle stall, not daring to stay here.

Although he died for life, Mo Shuyan was still unwilling to stay in place and wait for death, even if it was a fish on a chopping board, he had to toss and turn, which brought Xu Zisheng a lot of trouble.