Chapter 283: Hongmeng's Death (6)
Looking at the familiar face of the man in front of him, Twelve reached out in surprise as if to touch his cheek.
"Nightβthe breeze?" Twelve's tone was uncertain, because she didn't know how many years had passed, and Ye Qingfeng was still in this world.
The man in front of him looked at her suspiciously: "You are-"
Looking at the face that looked exactly the same as Ye Qingfeng's, but with alienated and unfamiliar eyes, Twelve couldn't hide his loss and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person-"
Her thin skin is pale, and her eyes as black as ink reveal vulnerability, which makes people feel pity.
The man stepped forward and retained her, who wanted to leave: "Wait, girl, where do you live?" Shall I send you back? β
Twelve turned his head and looked at him in a daze, as if he saw the one he had been thinking about through this person.
However, she also knew that she could not rely on this illusion, and that there were more important things waiting for her to do.
"Thank you for your kindness, I can do it by myself, goodbye."
Twelve didn't dare to look at him anymore and hurried out of the place.
The man looked at her departing back, his expression full of regret.
After leaving, Twelve wanted to go to Changyang County, and she thought that maybe there would be the answer she wanted, so she rented a carriage and hit the road.
In the cave at the other end, Toritsuka also fell, and he didn't know where to find the mechanism, so he went directly into the cave.
Torizuka looked at the row of shallow footprints in the cave, with a gloomy smile on his face: "Hahaha, little girl, I'm here!" β
He came out of the cave and found the hut with all his knowledge, leaving only a stamp on the table where the paper had been placed.
At this time, Torizuka only felt a splitting headache, and a scene suddenly flashed in his mind, which was also this small cabin, and there was a piece of paper on the table, which said Changyang County, Juxianzhuang.
Another man put something under the table.
Torizuka reached for the bottom of the table and took out a blue baggage.
He didn't know why he was so familiar with the things here, and when he opened the baggage, he saw that it was a set of men's clothes, with a wide robe and long sleeves, which was very chic.
Toritsuka changed into his clothes, and found a light blue handkerchief in his clothes, and he held it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and there was a good citrus smell.
Torizuka, who was very familiar with the smell, folded the handkerchief and put it in his arms, and walked down the road of the twelve.
The journey from the capital to Changyang is not very close, and Twelve has never been there, and he does not know the local customs.
Along the way, the prosperity of the capital began to slowly become backward, although the twelve have made achievements in their hearts, but this suburb of Beijing is inevitably too desolate.
Seeing that it was getting dark, there was not even an inn where to stay.
Twelve asked the coachman, "Master, is there no hotel near here where you can stay?" β
The coachman sighed: "Girl, it's the first time I've run so far in Changyang, and I don't know much about this neighborhood, why don't we go farther and take a look?" β
Fearing that it would be difficult to walk at night, but that it would be more dangerous to spend the night in the wilderness, Twelve agreed to the coachman's offer and continued on his way.
Fortunately, they didn't have to go a mile before they found an inn.
Said to be an inn, in fact, it is also very dilapidated, there is a plaque with a spider web hanging at the door, the coachman led the horse to drink the horse, and walked in with twelve stomachs.
In the small shop with a few simple tables and chairs, Xiao Er was nesting on the chair, his head dozing off little by little, and the shopkeeper was standing behind the counter, holding a bamboo fly swatter in his hand, and his eyes were stunned to chase the insects.
When they saw Twelve, their eyes began to bloom.
The shopkeeper was the first to react and walked out from behind the counter: "This girl, are you playing a sharp game or staying in a hotel?" β
The second junior behind him was dissatisfied with the shopkeeper and robbed his buddy, and said with a mocking smile: "Yo, shopkeeper, is it okay for a big girl to leave after eating a supper in the middle of the night?" β
The shopkeeper glanced back at him, and then asked Twelve with a smile: "We have three types of rooms here, which one do you like?" β
"It's good to be ordinary, not too bad." Twelve has a huge amount of money and wants to keep a low profile.
"Then the No. 1 room, please, I'll take you over." As he spoke, the shopkeeper took out a key from behind the counter with a wooden plaque that read "Ground Character No. 1".
Twelve nodded at him and followed the shopkeeper to the second floor.
I don't know if it's because no one has lived in it for a long time, the moment the door of the room was pushed open, Twelve smelled a faint musty smell.
The shopkeeper was obviously aware of it, and hurriedly opened the window, and dusted the stool and table with the feather duster hanging on the wall.
Twelve walked in and said, "Shopkeeper, you don't have to be busy, this room is very good, I have a coachman and a horse, you can help me settle them." β
After Twelve finished speaking, he took out a small silver ticket of ten cars from the bag he was carrying.
This is the loose money she exchanged for when she was in Juxianzhuang.
The shopkeeper obviously hasn't opened it for a long time, and his hands trembled and took over the silver tickets of ten cars, and a small one was held in the palms of his hands, which looked particularly funny.
Twelve suddenly felt that there was something wrong with this, after all, ten taels of silver was nothing in the capital, and a slightly better rouge gouache cost dozens of taels, but this place on the outskirts of Beijing was estimated to be enough for the shopkeeper and his buddies to eat and drink for a month.
"Shopkeeper, I haven't asked you how to calculate the money for staying here?" Twelve asked.
The shopkeeper explained her confusion: "Our house here is five dollars of silver a day, and drinking horses is one dollar of silver a day." β
Twelve thought for a moment, and felt that the price was reasonable, so he said, "Then I will live for today, and you remember to find me the rest of the money." β
She is not afraid of the shopkeeper's embezzlement, but she is afraid of attracting people's attention.
The shopkeeper thought that she was the daughter of the boudoir of the family and rarely went out, so she was so cautious that she didn't care, calculated the account from downstairs, took the money she was looking for, and returned upstairs to give it to Twelve.
"It's eight taels or nine dollars here, you count." The shopkeeper gave her a handful of loose silver and copper plates.
She took the money and counted it: "Shopkeeper, how do you count the money for eating here?" "I was so careful that I forgot to eat.
"It depends on what kind of dish you order, generally three dollars for meat dishes and one dollar for vegetarian dishes."
"Then the coachman and I have dinner and breakfast here, and two meat and one vegetable are one or two or four dollars? I'll give you two taels. Twelve counted out two taels from the pile of money and handed them to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper put it away and was about to find money for her, but he heard Twelve say: "The shopkeeper doesn't need to look for it, if you have any more, you should be invited to drink tea with the second brother." β
With a smile on his face, he put away the money given by Twelve.