Walking to the inn's 'door', Wu Zhiyuan did not rush in, but put the remaining apple in his hand into his pocket, and saw that there was a roasted sweet potato seller not far from the inn's 'door', so he walked over and bought a roasted sweet potato, and then returned to the inn's 'door', pushed the 'door' and walked in. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ*/.-.79s.-

The innkeeper was still standing at the entrance of the 'door', and was a little surprised that Wu Zhiyuan suddenly pushed the 'door' in. Wu Zhiyuan glanced at the hall of the inn, and saw no trace of the five people wearing Taoist robes, so he asked the innkeeper in a low voice, "Did the five people who came in just now go back to the room?" ”

The innkeeper didn't think much of it, shook his head and replied, "No, they went to the backyard; ”

"Backyard?" Wu Zhiyuan's heart moved, and he pretended to be stunned and asked, "What are they doing in the backyard?" ”

The innkeeper replied, "I don't know, they just asked where the stables were, I said they were in the backyard, and they hurried to the backyards, and I also felt strange, these five masters didn't come on horseback, and asked what the stables were doing......"

The innkeeper was still chattering, and Wu Zhiyuan had no time to listen to what he was still talking about, so he turned around and walked towards his room.

knocked on the 'door', Sheng Wanxiang opened the 'door', Wu Zhiyuan went out to buy dry food for a long time, and she was already waiting a little anxiously.

Closing the 'door' of the room, Wu Zhiyuan stuffed the roasted sweet potato into Sheng Wanxiang's arms.

"Eat this first tonight." Wu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Sheng Wanxiang took the roasted sweet potato, but did not eat it, but looked at Wu Zhiyuan.

"I've already eaten it." Wu Zhiyuan guessed what Sheng Wanxiang was thinking, and hurriedly added.

Sheng Wanxiang then peeled off the sweet potato skin and ate it in small bites.

"It's easy to choke on roasted sweet potatoes, but it's not okay to eat roasted sweet potatoes while eating apples." Wu Zhiyuan took out the apple in his arms and handed it to Sheng Wanxiang, this action was also done to the little beggar outside the inn 'door' just now, but it was naturally the same at this time.

Sheng Wanxiang was holding the roasted sweet potato, and when she saw Wu Zhiyuan handing over the apple again, this kind of meticulous care made her feel sweet, and she took the apple with a slightly red face, lowered her head, and did not speak.

A roasted sweet potato and an apple, it is not that Wu Zhiyuan did not deliberately show it, his mind was on the five people in the preacher robe outside the 'door', so he didn't pay attention to Sheng Wanxiang's delicate emotional 'waves' at all. He turned and walked to the 'door', gently opened the 'door' a crack, and looked through the crack into the hall.

The room where Wu Zhiyuan and Sheng Wanxiang lived happened to be diagonally opposite the room where the five people lived, so as long as the five people came back from the backyard, Wu Zhiyuan would definitely be able to find out.

After a while, the voices of the five men appeared from a corner of the hall, and the five men were silent and returned to the room one after another, and the last man closed the 'door' of the room;

Wu Zhiyuan applauded in his heart, because everything was expected by himself.

He instructed the little beggar to falsely send the news to Ma Ye, just to startle the snake and break Ma Ye apart, and at the same time arouse the vigilance of the five Taoist priests. Because what Wu Zhiyuan taught the little beggar was that the Yanguan was surrounded by an army, the implicit meaning in this sentence was that it was the local political forces that surrounded the Yanguan. The five Taoist priests were worried that the two boxes of cigarettes they brought would be seized by the local army before they could get rid of them, and they were afraid that they would not be able to escape the responsibility, and in the panic, they would definitely hide the two wooden boxes containing the big cigarettes. And Wu Zhiyuan can take this opportunity to burn the big cigarette and surprise them.

However, after Ma Ye returned to the smoke house, he would definitely find that the news told him by the little beggar was fake, and he would definitely return to the inn to find the five Taoist priests at that time, and their 'exchange' would definitely continue. Therefore, Wu Zhiyuan has limited time, so he must destroy the two boxes of marijuana before Ma Ye arrives at the inn.

Wu Zhiyuan walked to the bed, took out four fire folds from the bag and put them in his pocket, then walked to the door of the room, turned around and whispered to Sheng Wanxiang, "I'll go out and come back in a while." ”

Sheng Wanxiang suddenly raised her head, her expression was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything, just nodded.

Wu Zhiyuan quietly flashed out of the room 'door', and then closed the room 'door', seeing the inn guy sitting alone in front of the table by the 'door' in a daze, he didn't seem to notice him, so he lowered his pace and walked quickly towards the 'door' leading to the backyard.

The backyard is not big, but there is a stable, which is empty because there are no tenants.

Wu Zhiyuan looked around, the backyard was very empty, there was almost nothing to cover, only a pile of hay next to the horse shed, which should be prepared horse grass.

Wu Zhiyuan sneered in his heart, walked directly towards the pile of horse grass, and then reached out to pull the grass to both sides, and sure enough, he saw two wooden boxes hidden in the grass pile, which were the two that the five Taoist priests brought to hold the marijuana.

Taking out the fire fold from his pocket, Wu Zhiyuan blew all four fire folds on fire in one go, and then threw them on the haystack.

The weather was dry, the west wind was bitter, the hay was on fire, and the fire drowned the haystack in the fire, and the flames were 'chaotic' with the wind, and even the stables on the side were not spared;

This place should not stay for a long time, Wu Zhiyuan jumped out of the low wall on the side. He didn't return to the room from the hall, because the firelight might have attracted the innkeeper and the five Taoist priests, and if they hit him head-on, everything would be exposed.

After jumping out of the low wall, Wu Zhiyuan went around to the front 'door' of the inn, at this time he didn't need to have too many scruples, because the people in the inn were busy fighting the fire, and no one would notice that he had come in from the front 'door', so he pushed the 'door' straight in, and as soon as he entered the hall, he heard a noise in the backyard, obviously the fire had been noticed by everyone.

Wu Zhiyuan deliberately glanced at the room of the five Taoist priests, and found that the 'door' of their room was open, and there seemed to be no one in the room.

Wu Zhiyuan smiled secretly in his heart, pushed the 'door' into the room.

As soon as the 'door' was closed, Wu Zhiyuan saw Sheng Wanxiang sitting at the table looking at him.

"Brother Zhiyuan, what's going on outside?" Sheng Wanxiang asked suspiciously.

"Nothing." Wu Zhiyuan smiled, "Have you finished eating?" ”

Sheng Wanxiang nodded, a hint of worry loomed between her eyebrows, she didn't seem to believe Wu Zhiyuan's understatement.

"Let's rest early, tomorrow we have to leave to inquire about the whereabouts of the source of peach 'flowers'." Wu Zhiyuan said, helped Sheng Wanxiang to the 'bed', pressed her to the 'bed', and then turned around and blew out the oil lamp on Table Mountain.

As soon as the oil lamp went out, the room was suddenly dark. When Wu Zhiyuan turned around, he suddenly smelled a faint aroma, and a hot breath sprayed in front of his nose. Sheng Wanxiang's height is about the same as that of Moon Shadow Fuxian, only a little shorter than Wu Zhiyuan. The subconscious told him that Sheng Wanxiang was standing in front of him at this time, and the distance between her and him was definitely no more than a finger.

Just when he turned around and blew out the oil lamp on the table, Sheng Wanxiang sat up from the 'bed', and after Wu Zhiyuan blew out the oil lamp and then turned back, he had this kind of distance from her.

Wu Zhiyuan stood stunned for a moment, he could feel Sheng Wanxiang's breathing getting faster and faster, and every time the breath hit his nose, he had an inexplicable impulse.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Wu Zhiyuan subconsciously tilted his head forward slightly, and his 'lips' suddenly touched the other two pieces of heat.