Chapter 293: Middle-aged Woman

Ju'er spread the futon on the bed, walked in front of Wu Zhiyuan with her head down, and said, "Brother Ang, you should rest early." ”

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly panicked, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, you sleep on the bed tonight, and I just lie on the table and close my eyes." ”

"How is this possible? You can sleep in the bed, and I can sleep on my stomach at the table. Ju'er was very resolute.

Wu Zhiyuan hesitated, he was a dignified seven-foot man, how could he let a weak woman sleep in front of the table, while he slept on the bed with peace of mind? Thinking of this, just about to shirk again, Ju'er took Wu Zhiyuan's arm and pulled him to the side of the bed, pressed his shoulders with both hands, and pressed him to the edge of the bed.

"You definitely haven't had a good rest in the past two days, so lie down and rest." Ju'er said, and she was going to pull the quilt for Wu Zhiyuan.

"But I'm ......" Wu Zhiyuan was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ju'er.

"Brother Ang, it is my blessing to be by your side and serve you, I only hope that I can always be by your side in the future, so that I will be satisfied." After Ju'er finished speaking, she turned around in shame, walked to the table, and blew out the oil lamp on the table.

The room suddenly fell into darkness, and Wu Zhiyuan saw Ju'er sitting down at the table with her hands on her cheeks, thoughtful. The dim light sets off her delicate curves, and there is a different kind of beauty.

Wu Zhiyuan knew that he couldn't resist Ju'er's stubbornness, so he had to lie down and cover himself with a quilt. At this time, the night was dark, and Wu Zhiyuan was already exhausted, so he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

When he woke up, it was already dawn, and Wu Zhiyuan had just sat up from the bed, when he saw Ju'er walking in from outside with a basin of hot water, Ju'er said with a smile: "Brother Ang, are you awake?" Hurry up and wash your face, I just got hot water from underneath. ”

Wu Zhiyuan smiled awkwardly at Ju'er, not because he was shy, but because he had never been served like this when he was so old, so not only did he not fit in, but he also felt awkward psychologically. But seeing Ju'er's happy appearance, it was not easy to refuse, so he nodded and got out of bed to wash his face.

After cleaning up, Ju'er pulled Wu Zhiyuan's sleeve and smiled: "Let's go, let's go downstairs for dinner." ”

Wu Zhiyuan thought for a while, hurriedly grabbed Ju'er, shook his head and said, "I don't have any money on me, you wait for me first, I'll come when I go." So saying, he was going outside.

Wu Zhiyuan planned to go to Dashuai's Mansion and begged Zhang Dashuai to borrow some ocean for emergency, but was unexpectedly pulled by Ju'er, she smiled and said: "I still have some savings, don't worry." ”

Wu Zhiyuan then remembered that when Ju'er came out of Jinju Lane, she did bring some money and jewelry, and thought that now she had fallen to the point of relying on women to eat, and she couldn't help but be a little depressed, Ju'er seemed to see the depression in Wu Zhiyuan's heart, so she joked: "This is my private money, and it will be returned to me in the future." ”

These words were naturally to take care of Wu Zhiyuan's face, and Wu Zhiyuan naturally understood in his heart, so he also smiled, and the two went downstairs to eat together.

There were only soy milk fritters for breakfast, Ju'er was very happy, Wu Zhiyuan remembered the spicy soup and sweet foam that Yu Yisu had eaten together that day, and when he saw Ju'er's happy appearance, he wanted her to taste the taste of the two soups, but he asked the guy, and the guy said that these two soups are only sold on Furong Street.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at Ju'er with some disappointment, Ju'er didn't seem to understand Wu Zhiyuan's intention to ask the guy about the two soups, but he was still happily drinking soy milk, and asked casually: "Brother Wu, do you like to drink spicy soup and sweet foam?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan smiled and nodded, and was about to ask Ju'er, "Have you ever drunk these two soups", when a middle-aged woman dressed strangely walked in from the door of the inn. The style of clothing on this middle-aged woman is not like the clothing customs of the Han nationality, it should be the clothing of a certain ethnic minority, the clothes are black all day long, there are various embroidery patterns, mainly auspicious clouds, there are also various unknown flower hems, a scimitar hanging obliquely from the waist, and an embroidered soft hat on the head.

Seeing this middle-aged woman's outfit, Wu Zhiyuan only felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen a similar style of clothing.

Thinking that it was none of his business, Wu Zhiyuan continued to bury his head in eating.

When the shopkeeper saw a customer coming to the door, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, only to hear the middle-aged woman ask: "Little second brother, I am tired of asking, have you ever seen a woman in red in the past month or so, about twenty years old, with a knife in her hand?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan was shocked when he heard this, and suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman, and suddenly wondered in his heart: "Why is the dress she described similar to the Moon Shadow Fuxian?" Could it be that the person she wants to inquire about is Moon Shadow? ”

The shopkeeper scratched his head and said with a smile: "This eldest sister, the dress you said is so special, if I see it, I will definitely not forget it, so I think this person must have never been to our inn." ”

"Excuse me." The middle-aged woman hugged her fist at the shopkeeper, turned around and walked out of the inn.

The gesture of holding a fist is only used by people who mix the rivers and lakes, and this middle-aged woman knows this kind of etiquette, and she should also be a veteran of the rivers and lakes. Wu Zhiyuan thought about it and felt that this middle-aged woman was a little suspicious, since she might have something to do with the Moon Shadow Fuxian, she couldn't stop there, so he whispered to Ju'er: "I'll go out, you go back to the room to rest after eating, don't open the door if I don't come back." ”

Ju'er nodded, and when she saw Wu Zhiyuan's solemn expression, she didn't ask more.

Wu Zhiyuan picked up the wooden sword and quickly walked out of the inn, chasing in the direction where the middle-aged woman left, and after chasing for a short distance, he saw the figure of the middle-aged woman among the pedestrians, her clothes were very conspicuous, so it was easy to recognize.

As she walked, the middle-aged woman inquired about the stall owners on the side of the road, and sometimes went to the storefronts on the street to inquire, and it was obvious that she was very concerned about the people she was inquiring about.

In order not to be discovered, Wu Zhiyuan has always kept a certain distance from the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman walked all the way to the east end of the street, where there were very few pedestrians, and the surrounding shops were even more scarce, so she simply gave up the inquiry and walked down the street to the east.

Further east, out of Jinan City, Wu Zhiyuan looked back, the inn where Ju'er was no longer visible, but the middle-aged woman didn't seem to have the intention of stopping, he thought for a moment and decided to continue to follow.

Jinan City is surrounded by mountains on three sides, facing water in the north, so the middle-aged woman went east out of Jinan City, and went on the mountain path, at this time everything is withering, the trees are sparse, and there is no place to hide, for the sake of safety, Wu Zhiyuan slowed down slightly, just followed the middle-aged woman from a distance.

The middle-aged woman walked all the way forward, never looking back, and didn't seem to notice that anyone was following. After walking less than half a stick of incense, an object slipped out of her cuffs and fell to the ground, and the middle-aged woman didn't seem to notice it and continued to walk forward. Because of the distance, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't see what it was.