Out of the medical hall, Yang Ji wandered aimlessly on the street, remembering that it was late autumn when he first came here, and his eyes were full of golden and fiery maple leaves and wooden houses and stone bridges, all of which were his deep impressions of this classical city, but when he revisited the old place, the summer in Dingling looked a little different.

The red maple is still red, and the trees around it have turned verdant green, and the shade of the trees shades the streets, so that people can still maintain a more comfortable body feeling in the middle of summer, the children hold ice cream in their hands, and sometimes hold a few colorful balloons, talking and laughing past him, he enjoys this long-lost tranquility, walking slower and slower, unconsciously, has walked along the street for a distance, and saw the street sign of Watergate Street standing aside.

He thought of Jiuling, and thought of Highway No. 9, they drank spring water and bean flowers together in the morning light, squeezed through the hotel poorly, and watched a brilliant and ephemeral fireworks.

You okay?

Almost subconsciously, he walked along Watergate Avenue into a narrow alley, followed the jingling wind chimes and bamboo shops, and found the nameless restaurant in his memory.

This small shop has not been seen for nearly a year, it seems to have been simply renovated, although the interior has not changed much, but the façade is a little brighter, and there is a wooden plaque of "Yuquanju" hanging above the door frame.

"The guest officer has good eyesight! Look at this plaque, but the boss spent the price and specially asked the calligrapher to bring the pen. A person dressed as a shopkeeper saw Yang Ji staring at the plaque, and couldn't help but say a word.

"The name of this 'Jade Spring Residence' is very elegant, what is so special about it?" Yang Ji asked curiously.

"Guest, you're on point. The name of this plaque can have a great origin, inspired by the literature of the previous dynasties, taken from a line of ancient poetry in a hundred families, the poem has clouds: grinding and flowing jade, milk, steaming and boiling to form a clear spring. The color is crisper and cleaner than the earth, and the fragrance is stronger than the chalcedony. Isn't this exactly our family's tofu?!" Seeing that Yang Ji was quite interested, the shopkeeper said endlessly:

"Our family has been making tofu for decades, and the spring water bean curd is a must-have in terms of quality and taste, but the store has not had a name. ”

Yang Ji looked at the smug expressions of the shopkeeper and Yourong, and couldn't help laughing: "Give me a plate of meat buns and fritters, four portions of spring water bean curd, two bowls of food here and two portions away." ”

"Okay, wait a minute. The shopkeeper shouted and ran away, and after a while, he had all the things on the table.

Pour a spoonful of light soy sauce on the bean curd, with tempeh, chopped green onions, chopped peanuts and sesame leaves, and finally drizzle sesame oil, sweet and fragrant mixed with a rush into his nose, making him involuntarily let out a sigh of satisfaction, perhaps because food can always evoke some memories of the past, his sprinkling action was still a little rusty at the beginning, and by the second bowl it was already a lot cooked, just when he was fully engaged and sweated slightly, someone suddenly sat opposite him.

The man was dressed in civilian clothes, with mediocre facial features, and a green beret on his head, although it was not the same impression as he always had in people, Yang Ji still recognized him at a glance.

Simple.

"A bowl of bean curd?" Yang Ji smiled at him and nodded.

"Good. Jian didn't shirk, he glanced at Yang Ji and hesitated, "Are you okay?"

"The minor injury, although it has not healed, is also healed. ”

"The list has been successfully received?"

"Hmm. ”

"I heard that you were attacked in Lake City, and I was commissioned by Second Lieutenant James to rush to investigate, and by the way, I will round out with you, do you know the origin of those two people?"

"I don't know. ”

"They are the retainers of the Li family, the 'Broken Soul Whip' Minako and the 'Broken Mountain' Violent Bear, I didn't expect you to be able to escape in their hands, it's really rare. ”

"The five generals of the Li family?" Yang Ji chuckled in his heart, he remembered the waterfall-like sword, the one who should have come finally came, no wonder they always chased after it.

"Yes, you know. Briefly surprised, he muttered, "Are they here for that list, too?" or are you having something else on you that they look at?"

"How do I know?" Yang Ji didn't expect Jian to suddenly ask about this, so he didn't answer.

"Leave this aside for now...... By the way, have you already read the list?" Jane also seemed to sense that there was something wrong with this question, so she immediately changed the subject.

"The list was sealed in a leather envelope, and I had never seen it. Yang Ji shook his head.

"Very good, you must have a military merit when you go back. Jane nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"Your mission has been completed, and Second Lieutenant Jaime has another task entrusted to you, so I'll take the list back to the Iron Fortress first. ”

Jane took out a letter stamped with a red stamp from her bosom, shook it, and motioned for Yang Ji to exchange the list with him.

Yang Ji put down the brown and crispy fritters in his hand with some nostalgia, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice, "Besides, did he say anything?"

"No more. ”

"Did Ensign Jaime tell you that he was the only one on this mission?"

When Jane heard this, she was shocked, and without saying a word, she reached out and touched the spear on her waist, he moved quickly, but Yang Ji's movements were faster than him.

When he touched the spear, an extra palm appeared on his shoulder, which held him firmly in place like a cast of iron, and no matter how much he struggled to resist, it would be useless.

"If you offer to go back with me and find another way along the way, I won't be suspicious, and maybe there will be a chance of success. Yang Ji looked at the man's pale face and persuaded in a low voice:

"Don't struggle too much, you have good timing, but you lack a little patience. ”

Disturbed by this, Yang Ji naturally lost the mood to eat, and escorted Jane back to the medical hall, tied to death with a thick hemp rope, and locked in a corner room.

Considering that he was a special forces soldier and had been with Second Lieutenant James for so many years, what if some other skills escaped? As soon as he thought of this, he specially took the cloth and tape, and sealed his eyes and mouth together, so that he was relieved.

After a period of rest, Yu Liang finally recovered some of his spirits, and at this moment he was silently watching Yang Ji's movements on the side, and was worried: "Brother Yang, you kidnap people in my medical hall, and you are still an officer, what if you are investigated by the military in the future?"

"Don't worry, this person is guilty, and even if he is investigated, he will only be rewarded and not punished. He stood up and smiled.