Chapter Seventy-Two: News
Along the way, Wu Song and Wan Yanping were like fighting a cold war, and they didn't say a word, Wu Song just thought she was a child, and didn't take it to heart.
Back in the inn, Wu Song first went to see Gongsun Sheng, and after confirming that he was only unconscious and not in danger of his life, he returned to his room.
Now, he needs to calmly think about what he should do next. Wan Yan Zongbi will definitely pay for the lives of the innocent people who died tragically in Zhujiazhuang, but the only thing that Wu Song is a little worried about is Wan Yan Ping's attitude, if he kills Wan Yan Zongbi in front of her, or if she wants to stop herself, what should she do.
From the bottom of his heart, Wu Song didn't want this eccentric, but kind-hearted girl to be stimulated, and the thought that she might hate herself because of it, Wu Song felt a little flustered.
"What's wrong with me, she's just a girl, she should have saved me and made me feel grateful to her, yes, it must be so." Deep down in Wu Song's heart, he seemed to be running away from something, and as for what it was, even he didn't dare to think about it.
It's rare to be confused, and if you understand it too well, you will suffer in your heart.
In the end, Wu Song still came up with an idea, he decided that it would be better to lure Yan Ping away in advance, as for afterwards, when Yan Zongbi and the others were all dead, how to say it, it was not a matter of Wu Song's mouth.
While Wu Song was still meditating on his plan, a knock on the door outside the guest room interrupted his musings. There was no way, Wu Song had to get up and open the door, he was also a little puzzled in his heart, guessing who it was.
The door opened, revealing the face of a strange man, a man with a sharp beak but a sharp tongue, but with a sense of cleverness.
Before Wu Song could speak, this person bowed his hand and asked cautiously, "I don't know if Your Excellency is Wu Song, the military capital of Huazhou." β
Wu Song frowned, this place is not close to Qingzhou, he would not think that his reputation has spread so far, this person must have some purpose when he asks this, he replied cautiously, "That's right, I am, since you already know my name, there must be something to talk to me." β
"Wudutong is really refreshing, in fact, the villain is just here to pass on a word for others." The man's eyes were smiling, and he couldn't see any joy or anger.
"What's the matter?"
"Wu Dutong, look at this...... Don't you let me in and say, it's not safe here. The man's eyes glanced at the wall, indicating that there were ears.
Wu Song didn't know what the other party's intention was, but he saw that this person's steps were vain, and he also knew that he didn't know much martial arts, so he shouldn't be a threat to himself, so he agreed to him and let him in.
After Wu Song closed the door, he sat down, waved his hand, and said politely, "Whoever comes is a guest, you don't have to be polite, sit down." β
"Xie Wu is all in charge, but the villain is still used to standing." The man lowered his eyebrows and looked like a servile.
"In that case, I'm not reluctant, you say, what's the matter with me?" Wu Song sat on the chair and asked with interest.
A strange smile suddenly appeared on the man's face, he stared at Wu Song, and said word by word, "I don't know if you want to know the news of a woman named Liu Mei'er?" If you want to know, you'reβ"
As soon as the three words "Liu Meier" were spoken, the nerves in Wu Song's whole body tensed.
"Mei'er, where is she" Wu Song stood up suddenly, the knife in his hand "brushed" over, a cold light flashed, and before the man could react, Wu Song's Longquan knife was already on his neck.
The man could even feel the sharpness of the blade, against his veins, and his words immediately stuttered a little, "Wu...... Wu Dutong, you ...... Don't get me wrong, I don't know where you are talking about "Liu Meier"? β
"Don't know?!" Wu Song said coldly, "It seems that if I give you some color to see, you won't tell the truth." As he spoke, Wu Song's hand shook slightly, and the Longquan knife just touched the man's neck, and a small cut was made, and the blood seeped out, but the man's face showed a very painful expression.
"Trust me, if you don't tell the truth, I can guarantee that you will be ten times more miserable than you are now." Wu Song didn't know what this man's idea was, but he only wanted to know Mei'er's news now.
"I said, Wudutong, I said it's not okay, my name is Zhang San, I am from this town, today there is a masked man who suddenly gave me a lot of silver, and asked me to say these words to Dutong, and they also told me to say, 'If you want to know her news, just before the time, go to Yangjia Town Shilipo and wait for people', just before I could say it, I was frightened by Dutong, and they also said that after I finished speaking, they would give me another hundred taels." Although this man was in terrible pain, he still finished his words completely when his life was not guaranteed.
There was a look of fear in his eyes, for fear that Wu Song would disagree with him and kill himself with one sword.
But what reassured him was that the other party's knife slowly lowered from his neck. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and touched his neck, but fortunately there was only a little blood, which really scared me to death just now.
Wu Song looked at the cowardice on this man's face, and he didn't look like he was pretending, he secretly thought in his heart, "This person seems to be just a small foot, not yet, ten miles of slope?" β
But this matter involved Liu Mei'er, Wu Song didn't dare to be careless at all, and a smile appeared on his face in a blink of an eye, "This little brother, I'm really sorry just now, this is ten taels of gold, you take it, please tell me what that masked man looks like." Since he was a small person, Wu Song decided to use the method of a small person to deal with him.
Although the man didn't know what Wu Song's idea was, but after seeing ten taels of gold, he changed to a smile in a blink of an eye, "Lord Wudutong is a lot, how can I blame, by the way, what else did that person say to tell me to pay attention to the weapon in your hand, is it a sharp knife, although he is masked, but I think this person should be a little old, that's all I know, I don't know, I don't know if I can ......"
The man said, his eyes fixed on the gold on the table.
Wu Song naturally wouldn't be stingy with the gold, he talked with the man for a while, and when he saw that he couldn't get anything, he had to let the man go. After the man left, he sat down in his chair and fell into deep thought.
"Damn, it's really unlucky, but this person is really generous, ten taels of gold. Wait a while, I just need to knock some more silver on the masked man, and then I can go to see that Oiran in Chunfang Building again, tsk, you little goblin is really ......" After the man came out of the inn, he walked on the road, still thinking about these things.
He didn't know that there were already three pairs of eyes staring at him behind him.
The man with the scar on his face said coldly, "Third brother, keep up with him and do a cleaner job." β
The man on the side answered, and followed behind the other party, in his eyes, the person in front of him was already a dead man.