Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Enemy Informant

"Huh? I...... Be their person? What do you mean? ”

Xiao Mu looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Provide them with information, or, help them assassinate me." ”

"I ......" I thought was incredible: "Am I the one who does this?" ”

Xiao Mu sneered: "It doesn't look like it." ”

"I'll just say, I'm just a tofu seller, let me be a killer......"

"That's why people are caught off guard! For example, you just poisoned this bowl of bean curd, didn't I get poisoned by you? Xiao Mu took another bite of bean curd, suddenly rolled his eyes, and a black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and then he lay on the table and did not react.

I was startled and hurriedly pushed him: "Hey, what's wrong?" ”

"I'm dead." Xiao Mu replied with his eyes closed.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that the only two guests in the hall had also gone out after eating, and only Fauber looked at us from time to time, and smiled back at him.

"Hey, it's up." I said to Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu still didn't react, only heard a voice reply: "How can a dead person get up?" ”

"You ......" I was just about to slap him a few words, but suddenly I was puzzled, I didn't see his mouth move just now, who was talking? I was so frightened that I stretched out my finger and tried it under his nose, and I was so startled that I retreated again and again, until I hit the table.

Xiao Mu, he didn't breathe!

"Jianghu, what's wrong?" Fu Bo came over and helped me up, and looked at Xiao Mu with a surprised face: "This is ...... Chincha? It's a little familiar. He's ......."

"He's dead......" I said, straightening up, "Looks like he's really dead?" ”

"Huh?" When Fauber heard me say this, he also trembled and stretched out his finger to him to try his breath: "What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't this still breathing? Are you asleep? Still dizzy? Or is it deliberately playing tricks on us? ”

"And breathing?" I reached out again, and took his wrist to check the pulse, and I was even more confused: "Where is the breath?" Not even a pulse. ”

"How so?" Fauber was also stunned, and tried again: "You can't feel this gasp for breath?" ”

I swallowed my saliva, a little suspicious of life, I have learned from Wang Fatzi for ten years, can I not even judge whether a person is dead or alive? I looked closely at his face and lips, and because he was wearing heavy makeup, it was difficult to tell the difference...... I reached out and broke his eyes......

"Hahahaha......" Xiao Mu suddenly pushed me away, covered his stomach and smiled and bent over.

Fu Bo's brows loosened, and he sighed helplessly: "Envoy, you ...... Sooner or later, this kind of joke will scare people to death. ”

"You ......" I gave him a blank look, "how did you just manage not to gasp?" ”

"Hold your breath." Fu Bo shook his head: "Last time, I just took a sip of tea and fell to the ground without reacting, so scared that I went to call Dr. Li, and I heard that I was going to give him a needle, so I suddenly woke up." ”

"Last time? Isn't it fun? How many times have you played? Last time, Warm Heart poisoned your wine, and you held your breath like this and deceived her and Long Yuhan? ”

"Well, how? I didn't even tell the difference for a while, can it prove that my technique of pretending to be dead is perfect? Xiao Mu finished the last bite of bean curd and was very proud.

"Play dead? Oh, what are you doing, pretending to be dead? I took his bowl away and asked, puzzled, "How do you speak without your mouth?" ”

"Ventriloquism. I just learned from Zhang Fan of the troupe, isn't it fun? Xiao Mu waved his hand at Fu Bo, waited for him to retreat, and said to me seriously: "The fine work of Xiangzhou City has been lurking for so long, and they still do not move, not because they have given up the mission, but because I have been uncertain, so that they can't find a chance to kill me." ”

"You mean...... They're going to do it to you again? ”

"I've eaten bean curd at your stall, and I've had a homely meal with you, if I buy you out, and wait for me to visit next time, can I borrow your hand to kill me?"

"So you just try it first, and see how to fake your death when the time comes?" I sighed helplessly: "What should you coax the child?" A person can temporarily hold his breath and slow down his heartbeat, but his eyes can never deceive people, the eyes of the dead are dilarge, and there is no reflection when he takes a light, how can you deceive? ”

Xiao Mu was not convinced: "Then why didn't you judge from your eyes just now?" ”

"I ......," I thought for a moment: "Get used to it! ”

"That's right, you are used to this, especially when you see your own poison being eaten, how can you doubt it too much?"

"This ...... Such an important matter, do you think they will leave it to me? ”

"Yes."

"How do you know?"

Xiao Mu wiped the rouge off his lips: "Because I'm also the leader of the secret agents?" Put yourself in your shoes, if I am a Tibetan spy sent and I am not familiar with the place, how can I assassinate the Qin Cha of the Tang Dynasty and save my life? ”

I puffed: "Lin Sheng has been an official in Xiangzhou City for three years, and this place is more familiar than you." ”

"I was talking about Yang Mosheng just now." Xiao Mu quibbled: "As for Lin Sheng, he has been lurking for so long, of course he is thinking about how to complete the task without revealing his identity." ”

"What task?"

Xiao Mu shook his head: "Specifically, where do I know?" I'm not really a Tibetan spy. Okay, I've been very busy lately, I've left everything to you, you're also the captain of the team, take care of it yourself! ”

"Hey, Brother Mu......" I wanted to stop him and ask for an explanation.

I...... I'm really ...... Hey, how can there be such an official? It's like a joke.

"Wait! Mu You? Li Dongsheng just came in from the gate, shouted loudly, came over and grabbed Xiao Mu's sleeve, and picked his chin with the painting scroll in his hand: "It's really you?" When did it come? Why do you want to run when you see me? ”

"Nope. I came over and ate a bowl of bean curd. Xiao Mu smiled, and clasped off the black mole on his lips with one hand.

"Eat bean curd?" Li Dongsheng glanced at me: "Eat a bean curd to make this ghost look like a man and a woman?" ”

"We've made a private visit to observe the people's feelings, do you understand? I'm still sick. Xiao Mu said and wanted to leave.

Li Dongsheng didn't let go, and said to the painting scroll in his hand: "Help me see how I write this handwriting?" ”

Xiao Mu pointed at me: "Let Li Jianghu help you see." I'm still busy. ”

"What are you busy with? Even the fairies were sent out by you. Say! What exactly are your plots? ”

Xiao Mu looked left and right: "You be quiet, don't let people know my whereabouts." ”

Li Dongsheng glanced at him with disgust: "What are you doing sneakily?" ”

Xiao Mu smiled: "I'm a Qincha now, many people are staring at me, do you know how many people want to kill me?" ”

When Li Dongsheng heard this, he showed a look of concern on his face: "Then you are still running around?" If you want to eat, won't you let the officials of the Assassin's Mansion buy it for you? Let's go, I'll send you back. ”

"No, people like me won't recognize me if they don't pay attention. Let's go. ”

"Then you should be careful on the road and cover your face with your sleeves." Li Dongsheng chased to the door and whispered.

"Hello host!" I said hello to Li Dongsheng. This proprietor rarely comes to the inn on weekdays, or rather, I have already left when he comes, so I haven't spoken to him.

"Oh, Lee...... Rivers and lakes! He hesitated, but called out my name: "How is today?" Is the bean curd sold out? ”

I smiled: "And the little half bucket." ”

"That'...... Bring me a bowl of bean curd too. ”

"Hey, okay."

"I've often heard Fauber talk about you. I recently lived with Xian'er in Mu's house, and I came to the store to see when I was free, and every time I came to you, Xian'er also mentioned you, saying that the bean curd you made was delicious, and I could finally feast on it today. ”

"Come, host, please." I filled a bowl of bean curd and brought it to the table where Xiao Mu had sit.

Li Dongsheng sat down and touched the money bag on his body: "Two pennies a bowl?" ”

"Yes." I replied, and when I saw him pay for it, I hurriedly waved my hand: "No, the host, no need, this bowl is my treat, and you can eat happily." ”

"How's that going to work? Am I the kind of person who doesn't pay for meals? Li Dongsheng said, slapped the two copper plates on the table, and suddenly asked, "Did Mu You run away without paying just now?" ”

"Mu ...... Oh, Brother Mu......"

After he said so, it was true. This Xiao Mu, I spent a copper plate to see him, but he was teased, not only did he not give me advice, but also ate my bowl of bean curd for nothing!

"Here, it's his, I'll pay for it." Li Dongsheng put out two more copper plates and sighed towards the door: "In the future, if he eats your bean curd and has no money to pay, he will keep an account for me." ”

I put away the four copper plates: "Xie Dongjia." ”

"Well, come, can you help me see how this is written?" Li Dongsheng clicked on the scroll on the corner of the table.

I smiled and took a few steps back: "This...... Hehe, where do I understand? ”

"Look! Fauber, Fauber, come, you come and see! Li Dongsheng took a few more bites of bean curd: "Well, your bean curd is really not bad." ”

Fu Bo put down his abacus, walked over slowly, glanced at me, frowned and unfolded the scroll: "Well, the owner's handwriting is really good, hehe, good, great!" Is this one also for sale? ”

"Well, sell it. Li Jianghu, what do you think? ”

The corners of my mouth raised slightly: "Quiet and far-reaching!" Well, well written! ”

Li Dongsheng quickly ate the last two mouthfuls of bean curd into his stomach, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and a gorgeous smile bloomed on his face: "Then let's sell it for one or two silver!" Fauber, I'll leave it to you! I will come back to you and get the money. I'll go back first! I'm afraid that Xian'er will come home and look for me again. ”

"Hey." Fauber smiled bitterly and hung up the painting.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Fauber tilted his head and looked at the writing on the wall: "Or, you buy it?" ”

"Me?" I was taken aback: "What am I buying this for?" ”

Fauber sighed heavily: "Then who am I selling it to today?" ”

I finally understood what he meant, covered my mouth and smiled: "The words of the owner are so unpopular? ”