Chapter Twenty-Seven: Very Dissatisfied

At the end of the exchange between the three, Su Ziji refused Zhang Sheng's suggestion to use an ox cart to go back, and walked to the street, where people came and went, bustling.

Although it is not full of tea shops and restaurants, there are tea shops, restaurants, and shops that are continuous, and they are also lively, and there is a rare prosperity.

"Is it prosperous?" Su Ziji's eyes turned, all this was similar to the original dynasty, but the matter of ghosts and gods still made him mind very much.

"Huh?" just thinking about it, Su Ziji suddenly frowned, glanced back, and felt that someone seemed to be following him behind him, but when he looked at it, he only saw that there was no crowd in the corner of his clothes, and he didn't see who the person staring at him was.

"I didn't see it, but it shouldn't be an illusion, someone was following me. ”

"It should be Boss Zhang's people, it seems that two nobles have left Linhua County? It seems that you need to be careful these days. "Su Zi is a scholar, it seems that he still has to go to fight Yu Lu Zhang Sheng every day, Yu Zhang's two families are big families, and they don't dare to do much if they forgive Boss Zhang.

"Hmph, just the gangs of rivers and lakes, dare to be rampant, wait for me to be a showman, oh, no, Xiucai can't be extinguished, and when I am hit by a lifter, I will destroy this fang. ”

"If you provoke me, it's not impossible to attack and kill at night. Su Ziji thought about it, and disappeared into the crowd.

Not far from the Shen family restaurant

"Whew!"

When Su Ziji gradually left, the wild road who was hidden in the door let out a breath, only to feel a fine and dense layer of cold sweat behind him.

"Horror people. Ye Daoren sat on the table, his face was blue, and he just groaned: "Just a glance, I feel depressed, this temperament ......"

"If it were in troubled times, I would dare to recognize the Lord and assist Jackie Chan, but it's a pity that it's now. ”

The expression of the wild Taoist changed, he learned dragon slaying, and he was the most sensitive, but the world was peaceful, and all this was empty talk.

"The time has passed!"

The wild people sighed in their hearts, looking outside, one shop after another, the crowd was dense, all with a smile, this is the people's heart, this is the destiny of heaven.

"Even now, this kind of person is difficult to be hostile, and it's not that Boss Zhang can shake it, it's just that I got on the thief ship, and Boss Zhang never allowed me to jump down. ”

"But I, don't you take precautions?" Thinking of the actions of Boss Zhang and the Taoist priest, the wild Taoist suddenly made up his mind and waved his hand.

"Guest officer, what do you want?" the guy, who had already noticed, hurriedly stepped forward.

"Come to your signature dish, two dishes, a soup and a pot of wine, whether there is paper and pen and ink, I will write a letter. As he spoke, he listened to the man, "Yes, come at once." ”

In a blink of an eye, the pen and ink were on the table, and the wild Taoist wrote a line of words with a pen, threw a broken silver, about a tael, and said: "Send me food and wine, and send me this note, be quiet, and the rest of the money is yours." ”

Say, give an address.

"Thank you for the reward!" "Two dishes, one soup and one pot of wine are only seven hundred wen, and the price of this two pieces of silver is one thousand and one hundred wen, and the address is not far away, the guy smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he bowed: "Don't worry, I will send it over later, and make sure that his dog doesn't bark!"

dawn

The weather was further warmer, but the humidity was heavy, Su Ziji yawned and got up, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and looked at the bookcase that he had packed up yesterday.

"There are two sets of clothes to change into. ”

"The silver is also enough, and if you enter the city with Yu Lu, you will take care of it. ”

"The important thing now is to memorize the avoidance form, don't make a mistake in the house test, this must not be passed. ”

Su Ziji checked it all over, put down two water eggs for breakfast, picked up the bookcase and left, but when he was about to open the door, he was suddenly stunned.

Between the cracks in the door, a blank piece of paper was stuffed.

"Who gave me the letter?" Su Ziji was a little suspicious, and when he picked it up, he was stunned, only to see a painting painted on it, the ink was faint, but the outline was clear.

But it was a person, vaguely his own face, and five green-faced and fanged demons pulled his feet, and below was a line of words, which read: "Tongshan Guan is going to curse with the law in the near future, you should be careful." ”

If it was before, Su Ziji would have laughed, if the witchcraft was useful, what would he do with his brain and knife?

But now, Su Ziji was shocked, the muscles on his cheeks twitched twice, his back was slightly sweating, he subconsciously touched his waist, and suddenly a murderous aura rushed up.

"Damn, Kiriyama wants to harm me again?

With a heavy breath, Su Ziji's face sank like water, Tongshan Guan is different from the two ruffians, even if he can kill it, the government will be angry and investigate, but then he will be in a catastrophe.

"For the sake of today's plan, it is better to achieve fame. ”

"When you get to Fuzhong, it's best to hide in Fuxue. ”

Su Ziji thought about it, pushed open the door, and walked towards Ye's bookstore, just thinking: "Hey, why is this handwriting a little familiar, but I can't remember it." ”

Yip's Bookstore

The door didn't open today, and the room inside was very quiet, only the sizzling sound on the medicine stove under the eaves was clearly recognizable, and Ye Buregret was fanning the wind carefully, so that the medicine smoke was not facing the house as much as possible.

Ye Weihan sat against the wall, with a pillow on his back, he still smelled the smell of medicine, coughed low from time to time, and when he heard the voice, Ye Buregret hurriedly went over: "Dad, drink the medicine." ”

This is a bowl of thick black medicine, very bitter, Ye Weihan drank it all in one gulp, and then coughed violently, making Ye Buregret patting Ye Weihan's back.

"Dad, I still won't go to Fucheng. For a moment, in Ye Weihan's cough, Ye Buregret suddenly spoke.

Ye Weihan coughed: "You girl, I'm sick, you don't go because I'm sick this time, do you have to give up next time because I'm sick in the future?"

"Dad, this time is different. Ye Buregret hung his head, thinking of Zhao Langzhong's words, his heart was grabbed: "You coughed up blood this time, Zhao Langzhong said that your condition has relapsed badly this time, how can I rest assured that you will be home alone?"

Ye Weihan stared at her little face, sighed secretly, but said: "Isn't there still Zhao Langzhong?" You go to Fucheng, and I will stay overnight in the Zhao Family Medical Hall, where you can take in patients, and the cost is only 30 yuan per night, and there are people who boil medicine at that time, so why do you need to give up the chess game?"

This was said easily, but it made Ye Buregret choking.

"I'm not going anyway!" she said, turning her face to the side.

"You kid. Ye Weihan still wanted to speak, but then there was a knock on the door, and if he could enter the inner courtyard, there must be a key, and said, "Is it a child? Come in!"

Su Ziji went in and found that Ye Weihan had sat up, and after a closer look, his expression looked stronger than yesterday, but he still kept coughing.

"Tuberculosis was almost incurable in ancient times. Su Ziji was in a complicated mood, but Ye Weihan immediately beckoned, and said to Ye Buregret: "You get me some porridge for breakfast." ”

"Okay!" Ye Buregret stared at Su Ziji fiercely, very dissatisfied in his heart.