In the morning, when the sun shines through the branches of the mountain forest and falls into the cave, the rain outside has stopped.

Outside the cave, the undried rain slipped down the cracks in the rocks and dripped on the ground, making one soft sound after another. A few birdsongs in the distance were far away, and there should have been a few flying birds.

It was supposed to be a quiet morning, but the Tiger Girl woke up from her sleep.

She didn't scream, just suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed the sword beside her. It wasn't until she realized that she was in a cave and that everything was a dream that she slowly let go of her grip on the sword and relaxed her body.

She dreamed of the wind and sand six years ago, the man who floated from the sky, and the eyes.

Eyes, the Shuhu Nu recalled the appearance of those eyes, and then looked at Li Si who was lying opposite her.

Li Si's eyes were very similar to the pair in her memory.

But the Tiger Girl didn't make a sound, just watched quietly like this, without too much expression.

With a half-bang, she looked outside the cave and removed her hand from her sword.

Two days later, in a small town, the morning market was noisy, and unlike the bustle of a large town, a small town had the liveliness of a small town.

Aunt Wang on the street is still selling her big spoon of noodles, Li Bo on the side is still selling his little candy man, the hawker carrying a flat shoulder is selling along the street, and the man with the stall is idle.

In front of a bun shop, a young man dressed in white and a short-haired woman dressed in gray cloth were standing.

These two people are naturally Shuhu Nu and Li Si, and after walking in the wild for two days, they came here.

As soon as she entered the city, the Shuhu girl said that she wanted to eat steamed buns, and Li Si had no choice, so she had to take her to find one.

The person in charge of the bun shop was an elderly woman, she saw the two, put her hand on the white cloth on the table and wiped it, looked at the two with a smile and greeted.

"What do you two want?"

"Thirty buns. The Shuhu Girl said directly without thinking about it.

Thirty!?

Li Si, who was standing on the side, was startled and stared at the woman with his eyes. Can she eat it, and besides, does she know how much it costs?

A bun costs three cents, and thirty pieces are ninety cents, which is rounded up to one or two.

A casual meal costs a tael or two.

Li Si subconsciously tightened the money bag around his waist, and if he spent it like this, the money Liu Ran gave him couldn't even last for a month.

However, the Tiger Girl didn't seem to have any intention of asking him to pay.

When the old woman at the bread shop came back from her surprise and told her the price of the buns, she took out a purse from her bosom, picked out a piece of broken silver from it, and handed it to the other party.

How much money was in the purse, Li Si just took a rough look, and saw that there were several pieces of gold in it, and a pile of broken silver.

There are at least a dozen taels of gold.

My God, Li Si wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he really couldn't tell from his appearance that this woman was actually a big family.

In fact, it is not surprising that Shuhu Nu is going to stay in Tang Kingdom for a year this time, and Shuhu Heng has given her enough silver taels, as a famous swordsman in Jin Kingdom, this money is still nothing to him.

When Li Si and Shuhu Nu sat in the shop, thirty buns were quickly served.

The Tiger Girl seemed to be in a good mood, and there was a rare smile on her always calm face, and she picked up a bun and put it into her mouth.

She ate quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she ate three or four, and her face stained with some oil was slightly bulging, so to speak, gobbling it up.

She must like to eat this stuff very much, but even if she likes it, there is no need to eat so much.

"Can you eat so much?"

Li Si looked at her helplessly and said, reaching out and about to take one to taste.

But before his hand touched the bun, a murderous aura locked on his body.

His hand paused in mid-air, a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he raised his eyes to look at the Tiger Girl sitting in front of him.

I saw that at this time, the Shuhu girl had stopped eating steamed buns, and looked at him silently with a pair of calm eyes with an expressionless face.

Although the look was very calm, Li Si felt that only if he touched the plate of buns with his hand, nothing good would happen next.

Yes, but also to protect food.

Raising his eyebrows and opening his palm, Li Si retracted his hand playfully, sighed and said.

"Then you eat first, I'll go do something, and I'll be back in a while. ”

With that, he got up and left the bun shop.

Before leaving, he glanced at the Tiger Girl again, and when he saw her sitting there in two, he thought with a dark face.

Eat, when you eat two hundred catties, it is a rice dumpling with a sword.

Hey, why do I say again?

Li Si thought, shaking his head and walking away.

"Ahh

In a mountain gate, a young man who was practicing his sword sneezed, he put away his sword, and touched his nose in puzzlement.

It's strange, it's already spring, why do you still catch a cold?

He blinked his eyes faintly, thinking that maybe he should add a few more clothes.

In the small city, Li Si walked straight into a post station.

He came here to write a letter.

To whom? Naturally, it was addressed to Yan Tingzhi.

Just like he thought before, he was going to ask about the Tiger Girl and see what Yan Tingzhi thought.

He still couldn't remember where he had heard the surname Shuhu to be so familiar.

Yan Tingzhi should still be in the capital to deal with the affairs of Yin Wuli in January, this is not far from the capital, and it will not be long before he writes a letter.

As for him walking around, how Yan Tingzhi would reply to him. Li Si didn't worry much about this, Yan Tingzhi was from the official family after all, and Li Si believed that he would always have a way to send the reply to him.

It is not unprecedented.

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A few days later, Yan Tingzhi received a letter from out of town.

He opened the letter, and after just a glance, he knew who had sent it.

Because the handwriting and tone on the letter were very familiar to him, except for Li Si, the thief, no one would write to him like this.

He felt that his involvement with Li Si was a little too deep, as an official, the same snitch always had correspondence, which was really not a good thing.

But just as he was considering whether to readjust his position, the contents of the letter made him serious again.

Because he saw a surname, a surname that he knew even if he didn't deal much with the affairs outside the border.

Shuhu.