Chapter 11: The Lights Down
The raindrops that fell from the sky suddenly became very large, and the sound of the raindrops hitting the eaves was abrupt, and the crackling sound was loaded with the occasional roaring thunder, which resounded through the forest.
Xiao Xuan hugged the package in his arms tighter, and turned his face slightly to look out the window.
The drizzle turned into a torrential downpour in the blink of an eye, and the two of them were sitting close to the window, and the rain began to splash into the room, wetting their clothes.
Before coming here, he had already thought about the question raised by Zhao Qi.
He didn't know who the injured girl was, but after letting Hu Jiu see it, he knew that the other party had suffered a lot of internal injuries. In fact, he could have just let the other party go, and taking in an unidentified person might have caused him a lot of trouble.
It's just that she really looks like someone, and when he sees that face that he hasn't seen for a long time, his heart is shocked.
It turns out that in this world, there are really so-called coincidences.
"My next target is a bit tricky, so I need someone to help me, but this person is seriously injured right now, so I need these things, and she can't die until I'm done with this thing at hand. ”
Xiao Xuan looked at Zhao Qi and said calmly.
The latter was slightly stunned, and then saw the unwavering firmness in the young man's eyes, and secretly speculated in his heart that the young man's statement might be true. However, no matter how he thought or looked at it, he didn't see any elements of lies from Xiao Xuan's body.
People like them often live in lies, but they are especially vigilant about lies.
During the time he was silent, Xiao Xuan poured another glass of wine, but this time he didn't hand it to the person opposite, but drank it himself.
"It's so good, no wonder you come here every time we meet. ”
Xiao Xuan is a layman, and after the good wine is in his stomach, he can probably only say praise words such as "this wine is really good". He had every reason to believe that the first-class killer in front of him, who had gray hair, actually didn't have the slightest trust in himself, but he didn't need the other party to believe in him, as long as this person didn't stop in front of him when he was unexpected.
Zhao Qi glanced at him, stood up, took one last look at the young man in front of the window, and then turned to leave.
He didn't really have much to say to this fifteen-year-old boy, as for what the other party wanted to do with those pills......
The oil-paper umbrella bloomed under the eaves, and the person holding the umbrella melted into the heavy rain curtain and disappeared.
That's something that people at the top of him need to think about or worry about.
The drinker who had only drunk one glass of wine was gone, but there was still a lot of wine left in the original full jug. Looking at the rain and mist rising in the distance, as well as the green grass and green leaves that had become elusive in the fog, Xiao Xuan felt a little hungry.
Anyway, the rain in spring will not last long, and it is not suitable for him to leave with the man who has just walked on his front foot, so he simply sits here and finishes his wine.
"Shopkeeper, come to a plate of braised beef, cut it thinly!"
At the beginning of the shower, when I returned to the small courtyard in the south of the city, it was already twilight.
It is getting closer and closer to the day of registration for the entrance test of Wufeng Academy, and even the poorest Fenglai Inn in the entire south of the city has also accommodated many guests in the past two days. The small inn, which used to be terrifyingly quiet, gradually became lively, and the people came and went a lot more lively.
Li Yanfeng, the servant of the Criminal Department, died in his own house, and it was impossible for the court to hide such a major event. Seeing those officials hurrying around the streets, everyone knew what was going on. So on the way to the restaurant, Xiao Xuan already knew the identity of the girl.
A crowded place like an inn was not suitable for a female assassin who was injured and unconscious.
Xiao Xuan also made a lot of determination about how to solve such a problem, because his home was really small, so small that there was only one bed, and he had to give up his only bed in this situation.
No one could have imagined that the assassin who had assassinated the Squire of the Ministry of Punishment would hide in such a place.
Because even the Assassin himself wouldn't have thought of it.
When he pushed the door in, Xiao Xuan saw someone squatting in front of his bed, with his back to him.
Seeing the girl's cute back, Xiao Xuan smiled, his life in this world originated from an accident. Accustomed to living in the shadows with only blood and fire, it is rare to meet someone as pure as this northern girl.
This little girl named Mu Xiaoyu seems to be really because she is not deeply involved in the world, and she will not have that kind of obsession-like relationship for too many things, and she is not willing to think about people's hearts too complicated. In Xiao Xuan's view, although such a heart is rare, it is not conducive to a person's normal life.
Having said that, he likes to be close to such people, and even a killer assassin who only kills and gets killed in his life can't be disgusted by such innocence and purity that does not belong to mortals.
If you want to take care of a seriously injured person, who is still a young girl, then it is obviously not enough and inappropriate to rely on a poor single person. As long as it is entrusted to this girl from the north, Xiao Xuan can go out with confidence.
His instinct told him that when Mu Xiaoyu was there, there would be no accidents in the hut.
Xiao Xuan gently closed the door, just because the sun had set in the west at this time, but he didn't know why no one lit the lamp, and the light in the room was a little dim.
The girl was still crouching there, and she didn't react even when someone entered.
Xiao Xuan felt a little strange, and when he stepped forward to take a look, he couldn't help but smile dumbly, the cute little girl didn't know how long she had been squatting here, but she actually fell asleep with her chin up.
The light was dim, Xiao Xuan's eyes wandered over the injured girl's face for a moment, and saw that the other party's still pale face and some disordered breathing sounds, confirming that she was still in a coma and had not woken up.
I just don't know why, even if she loses consciousness, her delicate eyebrows are always slightly frowned, is it because she dreamed of something bad?
Xiao Xuan shook his head and gently pushed Mu Xiaoyu, who was squatting on the ground.
Maybe he didn't sleep very well, Xiao Xuan only pushed it, the girl's long eyelashes moved slightly, and then the big eyes opened.
Mu Xiaoyu stood up and stretched a long lazy waist, and said with tiredness: "Brother Xiao Xuan, you are finally back, I am here alone with a sister who can't speak, it's really boring." ”
Xiao Xuan's eyes couldn't help but glance at the couch, and said in her heart that she was about the same age as you, how could she become a sister?
"She hasn't woken up?"
The big black eyes blinked, and Mu Xiaoyu pouted: "No, there is not even a trace of signs, it's strange, even if she was hurt by someone, it shouldn't be like this." ”
After thinking about it, she took out a white flute-shaped object from her bosom.
Xiao Xuan looked at it and felt a little puzzled, and said strangely: "This is ...... Dizi?"
Mu Xiaoyu glanced at him, and the smug color in his eyes was very strong, as if he had taken out an amazing treasure.
But she didn't explain too much about the origin and purpose of this treasure, but sat down on the couch, handed the flute to her mouth, and began to play.
When the first flute sounded out, Xiao Xuan was shocked.