"But, Miss Wei's name ......?"

Ye Fei opened his mouth suddenly, and tapped the table with his knuckles when he spoke, with a bit of memory in his deep voice:

"I think I've seen this name somewhere, the Guardian of the Guard, the Guardian of Shuli...... Wei Shu...... Wei Shu ......"

"Me too, Chief." Zhou Shang also said at this time.

When he said this, his brows furrowed, and he looked at the window lattice not far away with a pair of ringed eyes, as if he was trying to recall the past: "This name sounds really familiar. ”

Ever seen?

Familiar?

The former wants to come from paper and ink, otherwise how can it be "seen"? The latter must be passed on by word of mouth, otherwise how can it pass the "ear"?

Could it be that this is ...... Gone down in history?

Wei Shu was almost suppressing the shortness of breath with the power of the dantian, but he couldn't suppress the gradually accelerating heartbeat.

Leave a name in history......

Even if he knew that these eight achievements were his own speculation, with Wei Shu's little achievements back then, he was still 108,000 miles away from being famous for eternity. But she couldn't help herself from thinking like this, and the snickering joy in her heart couldn't be erased.

If I can get what I want, then my life will not be in vain.

However, as soon as this thought came to mind, Ye Fei's slightly cold voice sounded:

"Oh, I remembered, that pseudo-Qin...... Uh, it's the Great Liang Dynasty. There was a last king of the Great Liang Dynasty, who was the empress and one of the 'Thirteen Emperors', and her name was Wei Shu. Yes, Wei Shu, these two words are exactly the same. I've seen it in "The Legend of Yuyu". ”

Last? The Emperor of Evil? Yuyuki?

Wei Shu stiffened, her ten toes tightly pressed against the ground, stoic, stubborn, not letting her body sway.

However, this method seems to have the opposite effect, and the dizziness is menacing, even worse than before.

I return ...... Hold up......

She tried her best to maintain the naturalness of her demeanor and movements, but her complexion uncontrollably changed from pale to pale blue, and then from pale blue to dark blue, and gradually changed in the direction of the iron blue.

Then, she heard Zhou Shang's rough and bold voice:

"Oh, yes, yes, it's her, it's her, Wei Shu is evil. I'll just say where I've heard of it. Hey, hey, hey, there's a piece of her book in the teahouse, called "The Legend of the Evil Spirit", have you heard of it? ”

Ye Fei shook his head, glanced at Wei Shu out of the corner of his eye, and didn't speak.

Zhou Shang didn't notice his eyes, slapped his thigh heavily, and said with his eyebrows: "Oh, this book is very exciting, it is about the pseudo-Qin Empress Wei Shu who used charm to confuse the country, messed up the fortunes of the dynasty, and was seen through by the King of Chu at a glance, and sacrificed the sword of the Son of Heaven to cut her under the horse." The prototype of the evil demon appeared after his death, but it turned out to be a yellow-skinned elf. ”

Yellow Skin...... Essence......

Wei Shu's lips trembled, her body shook more and more, and her face was so blue that she could wring out juice.

Zhou Shang still didn't realize it, squinting his lips and shaking his head, as if he remembered the strange book of "Energetic", with a look of aftertaste.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, cough-cough-cough......" Ye Fei seemed to be seriously ill suddenly, and his cough was so loud that it could penetrate the roof.

Zhou Shang came back to his senses suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the living Wei Shu, Wei girl, who was standing in front of him with a pale face.

"Ahh He shook his hands in a row, and said back to make up for it:

"I'm just saying, I'm saying...... Let's just say that Miss Wei's name is very good, really good, especially easy to remember. You see, I remembered it all at once...... Oops, hey, hey, girl! Miss Wei! Why, this is going to be dizzy again......"

The babbling screams made Wei Shu's brain hurt, she covered her head, her body fell down softly, and the last thought that rose in her heart was:

Historians, waiters, you rotten buttocks! I (Liang rude): Your ancestors!

The pale-faced girl did not hold it back, and she fainted straight, and there was a panic in the hut, but soon it was calm again.

Practising makes perfect, Zhou Shang carried the unconscious girl in one hand and sent her into the eastern room.

In a short time, a small charcoal basin was burned in the east time, and the temperature was pleasant, and the thick bed was enough to resist the cold of early spring in the northern country.

Pulling up the bed curtain in half, seeing that the girl seemed to be sleeping deeply, the two Great Song spies left the east house lightly.

Before leaving the house, Zhou Shang also carefully closed the curtain at the door of the house, snorted in the direction of the courtyard door behind the curtain, and said a sentence with a lip shape:

"There is no need to say much here."

Ye Fei bowed his head to show that he understood, but said in his mouth: "I'll go and get the blue moon gauze skirt, and when Miss Wei wakes up, I can let her take it back and hand it over." ”

"I'm going to buy rice, and I'm running out of firewood." Zhou Shang suppressed his voice, but the voice of the voice was still just able to reach the East House—if the person on the couch was not really asleep, he would have been able to feel his attentiveness to lunch:

"I must have lunch together today, I'll go cut some meat and come back, Miss Wei's body is weaker, so I have to make up for it."

It's just a ready-made reason, so to speak. After the two "discussed", they left the Tengluo courtyard with their front and back feet, leaving Wei Shu alone.

The Great Song spies didn't go far, and they met again in the small courtyard of another alley.

This is a fixed point of contact for them.

It was also a single-door courtyard house, with a layout similar to the vine courtyard, with the only difference being that there was a polished copper wind chime hanging under the eaves.

At this time, the wind and rain were still very strong, and the copper bell was blown by the strong wind, and occasionally "ding-" rang, and its sound was clear, and it spread far away in the alley.

Therefore, the terrain is quite high, just open a small window on the roof, climb high and look around, the streets and alleys near the left are all in sight, and the small courtyard of the vine is also clear at a glance, so they will choose to discuss the secret here.

After locking the portal, Zhou Shang climbed the bamboo ladder to watch the wind in front of the small window, and Ye Fei sat next to an old bamboo case, took out a short axe from his back and wiped it gently.

He seems to have a lot of weapons, and the bamboo case next to him is lined up, with knives, guns, hammers, and stabs, each of which is no more than half a foot long, as if it was used as a hidden weapon or a sword.

"Lao Zhou, you report yesterday's events carefully." Ye Fei said.

Because he had other important things to do yesterday, he turned around soon in front of him, and he had not met Zhou Shang during the period, so he didn't know anything about yesterday, so he asked his subordinates at this time.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

The candle flame was faint, and it couldn't wash away the chill in the room, but Ye Fei didn't seem to be aware of it, and the action of wiping the weapon was soothing, which just fit the silence of this room.

"Zhao Tan didn't come." Zhou Shangqi said with his lips, looking out the window with a calm expression.

Zhao Tan is the real name of Po Jun.

He is a Song Spy.

Ask for collections, ask for tickets.