Anxiously pacing back and forth in the tent, trying to take the opportunity to slip away, but he was afraid that someone outside the door would guard him, so he did not dare to act rashly.

Anxiously spinning in place, about a quarter of an hour, four silver-shirted guards each took a five-layer food box and opened the door curtain, served a few cases of wine and food in the box, and saluted Mu Yu: "The prince commands, please taste the girl." With that, he walked away quickly.

Mu Yu faced the feast on the table alone, and he became more and more panicked. I haven't eaten a grain of rice millet for a long time, and my stomach is rumbling, and I am so hungry that I drool, but I don't dare to put down my chopsticks. What if you put poison in the food? What if there is a mystery hidden in the dishes and chopsticks? Didn't you lose your life in vain because of greed? But after thinking about it, if Sikong Heng wanted to kill himself, why bother?

More and more anxious to go back and forth in the tent, hungry in the face of the gluttonous feast, but never moved the chopsticks.

A quarter of an hour later, the cooks took the food and wine out of the tent in their food boxes.

Sikong Heng lifted the curtain and entered, looked at the hot water and clothes as they were, and smiled indifferently: "You should be careful." ”

Mu Yuse shrank into a ball, looked at Sikong Heng vigilantly, and took out a dagger from his cuff and clenched it tightly in his hand.

Sikong Heng squatted down, took the dagger from her hand, and smiled indifferently, his misty gaze still looking at her eyes.

Mu Mo was caught off guard, looked at the other party in a panic, and only saw the pair of eyes shrouded in smoke and clouds, gradually brighter and clearer, and the chill in his eyes faintly dispersed. The faint fragrance of magnolia flowers spreads from the hem of the white armor and faintly enters the nose.

After a while, Mu Yu heard Sikong Heng ask: "Can you see, the color and fabric of that suit?" ”

Mu Mo was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he wanted to ask this.

His brain was spinning rapidly, and he didn't dare to answer easily, so he buried his head deep in his knees.

I only heard the voice above my head Sikong Heng say quietly: "If you answer, I will consider letting you go." ”

"Really?" Mu Yu's heart moved, and he immediately looked at Sikong Heng, his eyes shining slightly.

Seeing that Sikong Heng nodded solemnly, he replied confidently: "The clothes are divided into four pieces, the upper body is a short placket with a lotus, the lower body is a long skirt embroidered with green ink lotus pictures, a lake blue belt, goose yellow drapery, and a pale pink handkerchief. The underskirt is slightly older in color, with a total of thirty-three patches, and there is a patch of mud on the chest and skirt of the short underskirt. There is another wilted camellia vitex hairpin! ”

"Oh?" Sikong Heng paused for a long time, "Why don't you talk about the fabric material of the clothes?" ”

Mu Mo pursed his lips: "Where can I tell those silk satins?" ”

"Oh!" Sikong Heng was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he asked again, "Do you remember the name of the third dish that was served just now?" What kind of utensils are used? How many layers of food boxes did you take it out of? ”

Mu was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and suddenly understood Sikong Heng's intentions, raised his eyes and said to Sikong Heng with confidence: "Although I can't name the dish, I can draw all the appearance, utensils, food boxes and cooking soldiers who take the dishes!" ”

"Really?" The cold mist in Sikong Heng's eyes dissipated, his eyes were like stars, and a smile gradually appeared. He took bamboo slips and wolf brushes from several cases and pushed them to Mu Wu: "If you can draw it, I will save you from the good young man of the Qiang tribe." ”

When Mu Yu heard this, he wanted to defend something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He took a slip and a pen and drew a thick silver-shirted guard, a square food box with four diamonds engraved on the top, a plate of steamed stewed eggs in a magnolia-shaped blue and white porcelain round belly and arc ear cup, a broken star-shaped round dish with soy sauce, and a hexagonal dish with a staggered pattern of stars and moons. ”

Sikong Heng looked at Jian Mu, his eyes became brighter, and he ordered urgently: "Draw the other dishes on this floor as well." ”

After a moment's recollection, Mu Mo drew the other four-colored dishes in this layer in turn: a plate of red oil ear silk held in a white jade disc, decorated with some turquoise green onions; a plate of braised black fish in a blue-black oval disc, with two round bowls with clear oil and obsidian boning knives; a deep square copper basin with water haggis and a plate of salt and pepper dipping sauce; The last jar of sour black plum in the glass round vessel is a total of four. The colors and materials are all marked with words on the side.

Sikong Heng was secretly surprised, but he forced his expression to be as usual: "Mark the order in which they are served." ”

Mu Yu pointed to the dishes on the slip and said, "This one is the fifth, and the fish in the fifth layer of the thin silver shirt guard is added in the middle, and the potatoes in the second layer of the black skin silver shirt guard are added. The one in the tenth, the front took out the tofu from the third layer of the oldest Silver Shirt Guard, and the back took out the roast chicken from the second layer of the thin Silver Shirt Guard. Haggis forty-three, followed by seven kinds of pastries, and the penultimate one was brought out, followed by a pot of wine in a silver bottle. ”

"Not counting the dishes, utensils and wine, a total of seventy-eight dishes." Mu Yu finally added.

"Well, that's good." Sikong Heng closed the slip and slowly raised his eyes to look at Mu Yu.

The picture of the Mojia headquarters being bloody, his father vomiting blood to death in shock, and his mother being humiliated to death by the Di mob flashed out in his mind with exaggerated imagination, and the pain of twisting and entanglement into the heart was already moist for a long time.

Since leaving Langya, the lives of close relatives, the reputation of the family, the changes in the house, and the situation in the DPRK and China, nothing is satisfactory, but now, she has found her unexpectedly, and she has found some comfort in the displacement and embattlement.

"Go take a shower, change your clothes, and don't make me say it a second time."

Sikong Heng's teary eyes gradually dried, he retracted his gaze from Mu Wu, got up and went out, and when he opened the door curtain, he turned around and added, "If you want to save the lives of your group of fox friends and dogs, it's best not to play any tricks on me." ”

Mu Mo watched Sikong Heng leave, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, because he couldn't figure out his intentions, he couldn't help frowning.

Looking back at the water in the barrel, he could only reluctantly remove his clothes and soak his whole body in the barrel. The hot boiling water was already warm, and the chill hit from all around and was cold to the muscles and bones, Mu Mo couldn't help but tremble, hurriedly fluttered twice, wiped off the water stains, and put the skirt brought by the guard Chi Lu on his body indiscriminately, and looked at the clothes that had faded on the ground.

Black coarse cloth trousers with a few tattered cracks, and a bloody stain on the front of the chest.

Mu Yu thought of the scene of the bloody white shallot valley, and the rain-like feather arrows in the sky shot at the Mo family master in black one after another, and in the chaos, he took the homeless people, dragged his lame, and crawled out of the Mo family headquarters from the dead people, and the blood of his companions stained his clothes along the way. Mu Mo hadn't taken a shower for months, and she wanted to keep the smell of blood on her body and engrave it in her heart.

Mu Mo remembered that when he left Bai Xue Valley, the master was holding the giant big bow and collapsed in a pool of blood.

If it has nothing to do with the White Shallot Valley Tribulation, why does he have Master's personal belongings?

Thinking in his heart, he took a deep breath and came to the case where the bird picture was placed:

The dagger that Sikong Heng put away was secretly in his arms.