"It's really fun for you to catch someone, why are you pinching his mouth?" The sky was already dark, the moon was not bright tonight, and the whole street was shrouded in dim silence, and through the layers of night like a veil, this funny scene fell into Ling Xiao's eyes, which made her feel that this Lu Ci was more and more interesting.

"This is what Master told me, that if you catch the dead, you must first subdue their mouths." Lu Ci swore by it, a little arrogant.

Ling Xiao said without thinking: "I have only heard of 'shooting a man first shooting a horse, and catching a thief first capturing the king.'" I have never heard of 'the dead catcher catches his mouth first'. ”

"'Shoot a man before a horse, catch a thief before a king.'" This sentence is really smooth, why haven't I heard it before, it can't be a poem you made yourself. Lu Ci's picker hit the nail on the head, and Ling Xiao was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer. She almost forgot that this poem is from Du Fu's "Former Exit" (the sixth), and there may not be a poet like Du Fu in this world. Ling Xiao raised his hand to support his forehead, and his heart was half empty. She couldn't bear to look directly at what she was saying, and at this moment, her mouth was gone, and she said the words of another world.

Ling Xiao hesitated for a long time, and Lu Jingxing saw that she was embarrassed, so he said, "This must have come from your Qimen miscellaneous books." ”

"Yes. Lu Ci, I want to see what the mystery is in his mouth, so don't sell it. Lu Jingxing helped Ling Xiao relieve the siege, and she immediately diverted the topic.

"Look. I think your Qimen books are very good, and you will borrow one from me to read one day. Lu Ci spoke, and while the dead man was not paying attention, he picked up his fist and smashed it into his cheeks, and a mouthful of blood wrapped two teeth and spit on the ground. Lu Ci didn't let go, and the man's face was so painful that his face twisted on Lu Ci's fingertips. "Where's the fire fold? Take it out and take a picture. ”

Ling Xiao wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in this Lu Ci gourd tonight, so he took out the fire fold from his arms as Lu Ci instructed, and after blowing it, it illuminated the pool of disgusting blood.

"No, it doesn't seem to be here, it must be over there." Lu Ci changed his hand to fix the man's mouth, and smashed it to the other side with another punch, looking violent and bloody. As another mouthful of blood spit out, Lu Ci let go of his hand and let him fall to the ground**.

"Dirty master's hands." Lu Ci wiped the blood stains on his hands on the man's body, and did not forget to sarcastically look disgusted.

Ling Xiao held the fire fold in his hand, swept the newly spit blood with the flames, and found that in addition to the missing tooth, there was also an unknown black object the size of a mung bean lying quietly in the blood. "What is this?" Ling Xiao asked, pointing his finger.

"This is a poison sac, this is what I am looking for, without it, this person will not die." Lu Ci relieved his heart and excitedly kicked the person on the ground who couldn't move.

Ling Xiao understood why the people he caught the first few times died inexplicably, it turned out that it was because of this poison sac, Ling Xiao felt that this could really be called the timing of modern society.

"It's getting late, let's go find the inn first. This man will be brought back to the house tomorrow for interrogation. Lu Jingxing stood up, took the horse in Ling Xiao's hand, and looked at the sky, it was really not early. He was worried that he had spent too much time here, and he really couldn't find an inn tonight, so he had to let Ling Xiao stay in the wild overnight.

Lu Ci ordered the man's sleeping hole and mounted him on his horse. The three of them walked towards the corner of the street in a haze.

There is no end to it, and they finally found an inn. The inn was deserted, with only a few lone lamps accompanied by the shopkeeper behind the counter who was reading and shaking his head. "Guest officer, please inside." When the shopkeeper saw someone enter the house, he came back to his senses from the book and greeted him warmly.

"Shopkeeper, three good rooms, and some meals." Lu Jingxing handed over a piece of silver to the shopkeeper and commanded.

The shopkeeper glanced at the dead man with a mouth full of blood and a blue nose and swollen face, frowned, and asked kindly: "This guest officer seems to be a little seriously injured, do you want to ask for a doctor?" "This shopkeeper is completely stupid and scholarly, if it weren't for the fact that there was no imperial examination system in the Central Plains, Ling Xiao would definitely think that this shopkeeper was preparing to participate in the imperial examination.

"No need, my brother is a drunkard. No, on a big night, riding a horse, he had to take a few sips, and as a result, he fell off his horse. It's good to wake up tomorrow, you go and prepare food, we're all hungry. Lu Ci waved his hand, looking helpless and distressed.

"Let's go, a few guest officers, please wait." What Lu Ci said, what did the shopkeeper really believe, and hurriedly went to the back kitchen.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but smile on the side, she had seen someone who lied, but she had never seen Lu Ci with such a blushing face and a heartbeat, and he didn't forget to admit his relatives while lying at the same time. The most important thing is that the nerd shopkeeper has no doubt about this flawed words, Ling Xiao has never seen a drunkard fall from a horse like this, his clothes are scratched and torn everywhere, there is no smell of alcohol all over his body, and even the injuries on his body are obviously not falls.

"Laughing at what?" Lu Ci was very puzzled in the face of Ling Xiao's mysterious smile.

Ling Xiao's eyes pointed to the "drunkard" who was half of his body on Lu Ci's body, and said, "Hey, laugh at you, you recognized a younger brother halfway." It's just this simple-minded shopkeeper who is so confused. ”

"That's it? Cut. Lu Ci shook his head disdainfully, he thought something was wrong, but he was actually laughing at him.

"Do things without using your brains, send this person to the room, standing here tired you are small, such a swagger through the market, and the side branches are big." Although Lu Jingxing was counting Lu Ci, his tone was very calm, and he couldn't hear any real rebuke. The appearance of this dead man is too conspicuous now, although there are only a few of them in the hall, but it is better to be careful.

Lu Ci made a bitter face and pretended to complain: "I was asked to do all the hard work, it's not fair." Lord, you have to add me a moon of silver this month. Then he grinned again.

"Thirsty, aren't you?" Lu Jingxing and Ling Xiao were already sitting at the table leisurely, Lu Jingxing poured a cup of tea for Ling Xiao, and he also picked up the cup and tasted it slowly, and threw out a sentence with a smile: "Then you have to talk to Uncle Lu." "Lu Jingxing has never asked about these things in the house, although he heard that Lu Ci was a joke, but he still moved Lu Bo out and deliberately pressed Lu Ci.

"My father is too stingy, and the monthly silver given to me every month is not as many as those who do miscellaneous work." Lu Ci rolled his eyes and helped the man to walk upstairs. Lu Bo is now in the mansion, and he probably doesn't know that his conscienceless son is complaining about his stinginess.

Ling Xiao looked at the back of the wooden ladder and reminded, "Don't forget to wash your brother's face and change his clothes." You have to do a full set of plays. Everyone in the house said that the person Lu Ci was most afraid of was Lu Bo, but Ling Xiao could see that Lu Jingxing was the one who made Lu Ci both respectful and afraid, just like treating his brother. Sometimes Lu Jingxing's one look can silence the chattering Lu Ci, but Lu Jingxing is more tolerant and caring for Lu Ci like a brother.

Having a bed to sleep in is indeed much more comfortable than sleeping in the wilderness. The night passed in their sleep, and when the eastern sky revealed the white of the fish's belly, Ling Xiao and they were ready to go. Lu Ci really accepted Ling Xiao's suggestion, not only washed away the blood stains on the dead man's face, but also changed his clothes for the man. There were already a lot of people walking back and forth in the inn, and Lu Ci helped the sleeping person to no longer have any abnormalities, which avoided a lot of curious eyes.

Now it is three horses and four people, and it is logical that Ling Xiao and Lu Jingxing share a ride.

"Are you sure he won't fall off his horse?" Ling Xiao looked at the man with his legs straddling the horse's body, his body and head slumped on the horse's back like mud, and he was a little suspicious of whether this was stable.

Lu Ci pointed to the stirrup, looking calm: "It's okay, there is a stirrup fixed, as long as the horse doesn't gallop, he can't fall." After Lu Ci placed the man properly, he also got on the horse, pinched the two reins and rubbed the horse's belly, and the sound of the horse's hooves began to echo crisply on the sparsely populated street.

"What's wrong?" Lu Jingxing wrapped his arms around Ling Xiao's body and held the reins, as if he felt the slight discomfort of the person in his arms, so he asked in her ear.

A slightly hot breath brushed across Ling Xiao's ears, and a thin pink halo appeared on Ling Xiao's cheeks. Ling Xiao pretended to be calm on the surface, but in her heart it was like a rabbit living in her, she pretended to be calm and said: "It's okay, you ride a horse well, there are people coming and going on this street, don't hurt people." "The horse didn't go very fast, and it was on the street, and I was worried that the horse would be too fast and hit someone. Second, because the dead soldier woke up in the second half of the night and was ecstasy by Lu Ci, he has been sleeping there, and he will fall down if he rides too fast. As they got farther and farther away from the inn, there were gradually more pedestrians on the street, although Ling Xiao and Lu Jingxing had done more intimate actions than this, but it was also behind the people. Now in front of so many people, Lu Jingxing is holding her, and she will inevitably be inappropriate.

Lu Jingxing saw Ling Xiao's head trembling slightly unconsciously, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he said jokingly: "I never thought that when Xiao Xiao was still shy." ”

Ling Xiao turned his head and glared at Lu Jingxing, and retorted weakly: "How can there be? I walk upright and sit up straight. Ling Xiao now began to think about where the mature and steady, indifferent and undisturbed Ling Xiao had gone, a twenty-six-year-old person, and he had become as shy as a girl in her teens.

"Yes, Xiao Xiao is doing ...... right" Before Lu Jingxing's words were finished, an old complaining voice clearly entered the ears of the two, making the two of them look sideways in unison.

"My stall, who has no heart and lungs, can't get along with me, an old woman, and does evil......" An old woman in brown in her sixties, with silver and white hair, was slumped between a pile of messy wooden planks, muttering bitterly about her stall. There are a lot of onlookers, some of them are kind-hearted and come out to comfort and persuade them, while some are just watching the excitement, shaking their heads after reading it, and swaggering away.