I rode back to Greywind.

Zhang, Liao, Daragon and others all walked down from the city walls. The steps were narrow and there were slopes, and Daragon walked ahead, turning back from time to time to remind Zhang Liao: "Master, be careful." ”

Zhang Liao nodded very favorably.

I sat on my horse and looked at the men behind Daragon. Many of these familiar faces I had seen in the inn, and the people of Daragon disguised themselves as guests at the inn, and it was clear that they were aimed at me.

Daragon came to me and asked, "When did you see it?" ”

"I found a clue when I reported to the official with Xiao Er, and I have been waiting for things to surface. But when I got out of town, I was really confused when I was hunted down. It wasn't until the time of the free clinic in the market that it was confirmed. I sat on my horse and looked down on them, and asked, "Do you want me to tell them everything in the street, or do you want to say it in another place, General Yunhan?" ”

Yun Han, disguised as Daragon, looked at the horse under me and said distressedly, "You get off the horse first, and we will go to the inn and talk." ”

"Hmph." I jumped off the horse, patted the horse, and asked, "What's it called?" ”

"It's called Gu Yu, and it's my beloved mount." When Yun Han saw that I praised his beloved horse, he immediately became interested and replied, "I bought it on the day of Gu Yu, when it was still small, but its foot strength was much stronger than that of adult horses. ”

Me: "You shouldn't have put it in the inn stable, for it is so good that anyone who knows horses can guess your identity at a glance." ”

Yun Han was embarrassed: "It's my negligence." ”

Zhang Liao stood beside us with his hands in his hands, and coughed a few times at the right time: "Are you done talking?" ”

We came to the inn with the help of many people.

We sat down in the lobby, and the original guests of the inn had gone on their own, and all the rooms were emptied. Only Xiao Er, who was serving tea and water, was still in the lobby, serving us tea and water.

"Are those people your soldiers?"

"That's right." Yun Han nodded generously and introduced, "They Qiao Zhuang have various identities and do not participate in the war. ”

Me: "That's funny. ”

Luo Heng asked me for money to buy medicine and disappeared, and there was no news. At that time, I was really worried that Luo Heng would disappear or be deceived by others. But when I sent Xiao Er to the official mansion, I began to suspect that I was at the Fengyue Inn. I have been doing business for several months in the long street of the city, and I am very familiar with the merchants. Even in such a small border town, it is impossible for a merchant to be completely indifferent to money and fame.

If I was running an inn, when there was a conflict between the guest and Xiao Er, my first reaction would be to turn the big thing into a small thing and a small matter, instead of letting the guest press the little two to report to the official, so that everyone would know about it.

Daragon had no sense of business at all, but he was very familiar with the place, which began to make me wonder about his identity.

It was because I was suspicious of him that I began to observe everyone in the Wind Moon Inn.

There are a lot of guests, but there seem to be only a few people who come and go. The food was really hard to eat, but even the well-dressed people who looked like wealthy businessmen didn't complain at all. The horses in the stables have plenty of grass, and each one of them is very strong. But look at the street vendors lying in the bazaar like corpses, if you can't even eat enough people in this kind of place, where can you manage the horses?

This Wind Moon Inn is quirky from start to finish.

I already felt that Zhang Liao and Daragon were colluding together and had a plot against me. But last night, after Xiao Wuhua and I went out of the city overnight, the Blazing Feather Killer we met made me chill from the bottom of my heart.

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