Not far in front of is the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, looking at the direction she is walking, it should be the same as her, ready to leave the house, but looking at her hurried appearance, it is not as simple as going out of the mansion to walk.

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

Qingling has been paying attention to the umbrella above Wen Xian'an's head, but she has never seen Wen Xiaoxiao not far away, and at this time, she saw her young lady leaning over, staring at the blank space not far away, looking at it with a daze, and wondered.

Wen Xian'an came back to his senses and said leisurely: "I just saw Wen Xiaoxiao leave the house, I was just curious." ”

Qingling calmed his head, and said thoughtfully: "This is nothing unusual, the lord stipulates that each young lady can go out of the house twice a month, and only after two times do you need a token to leave the house." ”

Thinking that there were still things to do, Wen Xian'an didn't think about it, out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the surrounding streets were empty, and Wen Xiaoxiao had long since disappeared.

Wen Xian'an chose a remote alley, which is also a road closer to the medical hall, there are a lot of large and small stagnant water in the alley, which is bright and shaking, and he pinched up the corner of the skirt with both hands and found a clean place to put his feet.

When he walked to one place, a figure flickered, jumped out of the alley on the left, knelt on the ground, and hugged Wen Xian'an's calf tightly.

The sudden action startled Wen Xian'an, and he was almost not shaken down, and the scream was stuck in his throat, but it was the light spirit on the side, and he exclaimed, "Miss, are you okay?" ”

The person kneeling on the ground did not make any movement, Wen Xian'an shook his head, looked at the light spirit on the side, signaled her not to move yet, patted her chest, calmed down, bent down slightly and asked tentatively, "May I ask who you are?" ”

The people on the ground did not speak, Wen Xian'an probed carefully, his clothes were tattered, he was wearing that kind of coarse cloth, and the shoes on his feet were made of wattles, which were worn out, and his toes were exposed, covered with layers of black dirt.

There are patches everywhere on the clothes, a big hole in the sleeve of the left shoulder, the hair is messy, and there are some weeds on it, covering the face, making it impossible to distinguish between men and women, and the image of a beggar is alive.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Wen Xian'an squatted down, cautiously stretched out his hand, and stroked his hair, and the people on the ground seemed to be frightened, hurriedly let go of their hands, and retreated again and again.

It was still raining and the ground was wet, so he sat in the rain, his back against the wall, his hands around his legs, and his head bowed.

The light spirit on the side tugged at Wen Xian'an's sleeve and whispered: "Miss, this person is so strange, why don't we go first." ”

Wen Xian'an lowered her eyes, she didn't want to care about these things, thought for a moment, nodded, and led the light spirit to walk past the man.

After walking for a short distance, the rain did not abate, Wen Xian'an looked back, and saw that the man was still sitting in the rain, motionless, and the hair around him had been wet, knotted, and tightly attached to his face.

sighed, she saw this kind of thing, so she couldn't sit idly by,

"Light, let's go back and see him."

Knowing what his young lady decided, he would not change it easily, and Qingling did not interject, and quietly followed Wen Xian'an's side.

The two retreated to the original position, Wen Xian'an tentatively called a few times, but the person sitting on the ground didn't seem to hear it, and was still unmoved.

Wen Xian'an slowly squatted in front of the man, stretched out his hands to brush the hair in front of him for him, this time, the man did not resist, and Wen Xian'an also saw his face clearly.

The forehead and cheeks were dirty, and there was a purple birthmark under the corner of the eye on the left side of the face, and a pair of eyes were cloudy, hollow, and dull.

Judging from his physiognomy, he was a middle-aged man, estimated to be twenty-six or seventeen years old, and the man suddenly bared his teeth, his face was hideous, and his mouth was babbling, so that people couldn't hear half a word.

People are frightened, they will look like this, Wen Xian'an stretched out his hand, patted his back gently, and soothed him little by little, gradually, it eased a little, the man's expression was no longer hideous, but he still didn't speak.

As if thinking of something, Wen Xian'an frowned, gently held the man's wrist, took his pulse, pondered for a moment, and withdrew her hand, it seemed that her thoughts were not wrong, just now the man made a faint sound from his throat, and she felt that it was wrong, thinking that it was probably because her vocal cords were damaged and she couldn't make a sound.

The man suddenly became much more docile, Wen Xian'an looked around, except for the three of them, there was no other figure here, and there was nothing else on the man that could verify his identity.

Wen Xian'an was worried, if she left him here, she would be a little unhappy in her heart, but this matter had nothing to do with her, after all, she was all dripping in this muddy water, and she couldn't stop it after half of it.

Helping the man up from the ground, she was surprised to find that the other party was actually a head taller than her, looking at Wen Xian'an's movements, she pointed at the man lightly, and subconsciously asked, "Miss, you don't plan to take him, right?" ”

Wen Xian'an nodded and responded, "You can't leave him here and let him go." ”

The three of them walked out of the alley, but they didn't notice that not far behind them, there was an old man quietly watching their backs, and the old man touched his beard, thoughtful.

Taking the man out of the alley, Wen Xian'an suddenly became the focus, no matter where he went, someone would set his eyes on the three of them, to be precise, on the man beside him.

Wen Xian soothed his forehead, lowered his head, and quickened his pace.

"Alas, stupid big man, why are you here, your mother is about to faint."

Hearing the voice, Wen Xian'an raised her head, and followed the voice, a middle-aged aunt with a bloated figure and a basket was standing not far from them, her eyes probing the man beside her.

Hearing this tone, obviously knowing the person next to her, Wen Xian'an stepped forward, blocked in front of the aunt, pointed to the man next to him and asked, "Auntie, do you know him." ”

The aunt nodded and said, "Not only do we know, her house is next door to us, and she has been lost for several days, but where did the girl find him?" ”

The aunt frowned, lowered her head and probed Wen Xian'an, she looked a little cramped by this, stretched out her hand and pointed to the alley not far away, and replied: "Not far, just in that alley, since the aunt knows his residence, can you bother to bring him back?" ”

When the aunt heard this, she shook her head and said, "I still have something to do, I'm afraid I can't take him, but I can tell you the address, walk along the street from here, walk a few hundred meters to the left, bypass an alley, and the first one on the right in the west of the city is." ”