Chapter 162: Secret Stalking

The shopkeeper went all the way to the east, through a wasteland, and sure enough, he walked in the direction of the woods, looked back a few times before entering the woods, and walked quickly into the woods after making sure that no one was following. Wu Zhiyuan stood up from the wild grass and quietly followed.

The woods are not big, but he doesn't know the direction when he is in it, Wu Zhiyuan took a few steps forward, and he didn't find the figure of the shopkeeper, so he lost it. Just when Wu Zhiyuan was anxious and at a loss, a few voices came from not far away, and he hurriedly bent down and quietly touched the direction from which the sound came.

"You're late." A voice pretended to be low.

Wu Zhiyuan hid in a dwarf pine bush, quietly raised his head and picked up a few pine branches, and saw that the person who spoke was dressed in black and was facing away from him, while the shopkeeper was standing beside the man in black, bending over, looking like a servile.

"To be on the safe side, the little one stunned him and waited for a while before going in, so he was delayed for a while." The shopkeeper screamed sharply, emphasizing the eccentric.

"Did you find something?" The man in black took out a small bottle from his pocket, uncorked it, put it in front of his nose, and sniffed it vigorously.

"Brought." As the shopkeeper spoke, he took out a piece of fabric from his arms, and Wu Zhiyuan fixed his eyes on it, it was the handkerchief that was taken from him.

The man in black said "um", stretched out his hand to take the handkerchief, put it in front of his eyes, and immediately became angry, his hand with the handkerchief knocked the head of the shopkeeper, and scolded angrily: "Bastard! How dare you tease me? ”

The shopkeeper suddenly knelt on the ground in panic, and said repeatedly: "The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare." ”

"Then look at what you've given me!" The man in black threw the handkerchief in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper hurriedly picked it up, put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look, screamed in surprise, and then reached into his pocket and groped for a while, and found a handkerchief, and compared the two handkerchiefs, he was suddenly surprised: "This ...... Why does he have such a handkerchief on him? ”

The man in black sniffed the vial in his hand again, and said slowly: "A few days ago, An Rushan lost his hand and was killed by the kid surnamed Wu, and the handkerchief also fell into his hands. As he spoke, he put the small bottle in his hand on the cork, put it firmly into the pocket on his side, and suddenly raised his right foot and kicked it on the chest of the shopkeeper, who did not kneel steadily, and suddenly fell to the ground with his face on his back, but after he fell to the ground, he hurriedly got up, kept kowtowing, and shouted "spare his life".

The man in black kept his back to Wu Zhiyuan, but he didn't look at the shopkeeper, and said coldly: "The kid surnamed Wu will leave the inn early in the morning, while he hasn't woken up yet, you go back immediately and get the things back for me." I'll be waiting for you here at dawn tomorrow morning, don't let me down. ”

"Yes, yes!" The shopkeeper replied again and again.

"After finding something," the man in black said after a slight pause and a grim tone, "kill him!" ”

"Yes, yes!" The shopkeeper agreed again, stood up and was about to return, when he suddenly asked, "But I see that he has a thing wrapped in a bag on his back, like a sword, and I am afraid that it will be ...... to kill him."

"No brains!" The man in black scolded angrily, "Won't you take advantage of his coma to stab him?" Besides, we received news that his vitality has been abolished, and he doesn't know any martial arts, no different from ordinary people, and that sword is just a rotten wood sword, what are you afraid of? ”

"Yes, yes!" The shopkeeper nodded again and hurriedly turned back.

"If you can't find something, you automatically take that soul chasing pill!" The man in black said to the back of the shopkeeper, who hesitated a little when he heard this, and quickened his pace and ran out of the woods.

The man in black turned around and walked in the direction of the west, Wu Zhiyuan saw that the two were in different directions, and immediately fell into a dilemma, should he chase the man in black, or return to the inn?

According to the conversation between the two, and the shopkeeper searched the handkerchief on Wu Zhiyuan's body, what they wanted to get should be the handkerchief on Wu Zhiyuan's body that was taken out of the Maoshan treasure mirror, but the shopkeeper didn't know that Wu Zhiyuan had the same handkerchief in his hand, so he mistakenly thought that he got what he wanted.

Who are they? How did you know that Wu Zhiyuan came here? Why did you want to get this handkerchief? A series of questions still need to be answered. This time the follow-up shopkeeper came to make the whole incident even more confusing, but it was not without gains, at least it was determined that these two people were the same as the eunuch who had stolen the baby in the village before, and he also knew that the eunuch's name was An Rushan.

In fact, Wu Zhiyuan was not sure that the man who stole the baby was a eunuch, the reason why he called him a eunuch was because he found that the man had no reproductive organs, and in the previous dynasties of the Republic of China, only the eunuchs who served the emperor and empress in the palace would be castrated, so he had this title.

However, in the last years of the Qing Dynasty, many people were poor and had a large population, and they would castrate their boys when they were teenagers, hoping to enter the palace one day, which could save a person's rations and bring a lot of benefits to the family, but the Manchu Qing Dynasty soon fell apart, and these castrated children did not have the opportunity to enter the Forbidden City, and lost their lives in vain.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Zhiyuan planned to return to the inn first, if he continued to follow the man in black, it was still unknown what he would encounter in front of him, he now had no vitality to cultivate, it was better to be careful, but it would be much easier to torture the shopkeeper, thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly appeared from the pine bushes, and rushed towards the inn by taking the path.

When he returned to the inn, Wu Zhiyuan went directly back to his room, lying on the bed in the posture when he was stunned, pretending to be unconscious, but holding the peachwood sword tightly in his right hand. After a while, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and Wu Zhiyuan knew that this was the second child of the store who had returned.

The door opened lightly, and the shopkeeper crept in, he came to the bed, stretched out his hand and groped on Wu Zhiyuan's chest.

"What are you looking for?" Wu Zhiyuan sat up suddenly, and at the same time held a wooden sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword happened to be on the throat of the shopkeeper, and his left hand was pinching the handkerchief taken out of the Maoshan Treasure Mirror.

The shopkeeper didn't expect Wu Zhiyuan to be prepared, and he panicked, but after a panic, his face instantly turned calm, obviously remembering the words of the man in black, and he had no fear of Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan slammed the tip of his sword into the throat of the shopkeeper, and the tip of the sword suddenly pierced the epidermis of the throat.

"The sword is indeed wooden, but the tip of the sword can be so sharp that it can easily pierce your throat or your chest." Wu Zhiyuan sat down cross-legged on the bed, looked at the shopkeeper with a smile and said.

"Big ...... Uncle, there is something to say, something to say. The shopkeeper looked at the tip of the sword and stammered.

"If you say it, I'll say it." Wu Zhiyuan shook his left handkerchief in front of the shopkeeper, "Honestly, why do you want to get my handkerchief?" ”

The shopkeeper's eyes moved back and forth with the shaking of the handkerchief in Wu Zhiyuan's hand, and his lips opened, as if he had something to say.