Mu Yunhan clenched his purse, and the sense of foreboding became stronger and stronger.

She tugged at the collar of her beard and pulled him up, her eyebrows grim, as if she wanted to devour someone: "Where did you get it!" ”

The bearded man was frightened from the moment his purse was taken away, and said incoherently: "I don't know, I don't know anything, it was the wolf who did it, it was the wolf who did it!" I picked it up, picked it up! ”

Xiaomi was busy separating the two in the middle: "The owner is calm, calm." ”

Mu Yunhan closed his eyes and opened them again, the anger and excitement in his eyes had subsided.

She sat down again: "Now, tell me honestly, what kind of people are they, if you say the slightest mistake, I'll freeze you into a popsicle!" ”

The bearded man looked at her and said softly, "Both are young men, one is very thin and thin, wearing a black robe, very good-looking, and he doesn't speak." There is also an average-looking, fatter one, who cries all the time. ”

The more Mu Yunhan listened, the more his heart sank.

The first person, no matter how it sounds, looks like Gu Fenglin.

The second person, is it the crown prince?

It's a pity that no one has ever seen the prince, and they don't know what the prince is like.

With only these two purses, can it be determined that Gu Fenglin is dead?

Seeing that Mu Yunhan was silent, Xiaomi said worriedly: "The owner? ”

Mu Yunhan came back to his senses and asked the bearded man: "Tell me what you know from beginning to end......

The night was getting deeper and deeper, Jin Fan and Xiao Cai came in and went out, and the bearded man had described it more than ten times, and if he didn't say it well, he would be beaten.

He couldn't bear the torture, so he simply closed his eyes: "You kill me." ”

That's it.

Mu Yunhan didn't say anything about how to deal with the beard, got up and went straight back to the room.

Xiaomi followed closely: "Owner, what he said may not be true......"

Mu Yunhan ignored it and closed the door with a "snap".

Mu Jie tied up his beard and threw it in the corner, and sat down to eat while guarding him.

There was a sudden commotion outside.

But it was Mu Yunhan who went downstairs again, saying that he must enter the mountain tomorrow.

Jin Fan and Xiao Cai resolutely disagreed, and millet and mud were arguing and arguing, and they actually started to move.

I don't know whose hand was the first, the tables, chairs and benches were thrown with a "crackling" sound, and the sound of quarrels made people particularly anxious.

Mu Jie couldn't sit still, and finally added another rope to the beard, and threw him out.

There was a fierce noise next door, the bearded man looked left and right, spat out a blade from under his tongue, clenched it with his teeth, curled up at an unexpected angle, and with a slight cut, the rope in his hand broke in response.

He quickly untied the rope from his feet, ran silently to the window, and jumped out.

And at this time, the quarrel continued.

He ran to a deserted yard at the end of the town, pulled out a horse, and galloped away in the wind and snow, which soon obscured his tracks.

Out of the town, there is a vast snowfield as far as the eye can see.

After walking for several hours, he finally reached a few felt bags before he was frozen.

The hound barked to meet him, and he fell from his horse and lay on the ground with a long breath.

An elderly man walked out, looked at his face through the snowlight, and kicked him hard: "What about the medicine and white rice noodles you bought?" ”

The bearded man struggled to get up, gasping for breath and begging, "I have encountered a little problem, I haven't bought medicine, and I haven't bought white rice noodles." ”

The old man was furious, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into his felt bag.