Ask Xuanmin about his amnesia, so as to find out if the person the government wants to arrest is this bald donkey.
When they went upstairs and settled down in the room, in the corner of the back kitchen, the shop boy named Qijin was touching his burned fingers and talking to the black-skinned boy who replaced him.
"Are you sure?" Hei Pi Xiao Er lowered his voice and asked.
"I've seen that once..." Qijin hesitated for a while, then said, "Besides, you know, Huihui Jitian's national teacher is wearing a mask, and he can't see his face, only his eyes are exposed. Before it was special, I was pushed and shoved again, and almost hit the team of sacrifice to the sky. The national teacher... The national teacher glanced at me at that time, and I was so scared that I didn't dare to move. How should I say—
He gestured with some embarrassment: "You will never forget those eyes that looked at you once in your life. I broke out in a cold sweat. When the guest glanced at me just now, I felt the same way, my calf was full of tears. soft."
"But—" Hei Pi Xiao Er was still a little dubious.
"Also, although I haven't seen the appearance of the national teacher, I have watched the back. That scene, like that, I will never forget. The guest just now was the one I saw, no matter whether it was back or walking. Exactly the same!"
"It doesn't make sense. Is it true that the national teacher can come to our place? Besides, doesn't it all say that the national teacher has gone to retreat?"
"You said that the notices all over the street recently are looking for a monk, who is a bit like the guest just now, will it be..."
Heipi Xiao Er thought for a while with a frown and said, "Forget it, or wait for the shop to close, let's just go to the yamen?"
Chapter 42
Xuan Minxing was still picky, and he couldn't stand the dirty mess at all, so he decided to go to the house. Although his money was a lot, he couldn't afford to spend like this all the time. Xue Xian really wanted to know, with his spending speed, how long would he have enough money with him? If he really spends the money, how do you plan to earn it? After all, even if this bald donkey is a big deal, it's hard to imagine him taking the initiative to open his mouth to collect money from people.
The upper room of this inn is not as good as Guiyunju, but it can be regarded as clean and tidy. The little second-hand who was in charge of living in the store tidied them up a bit, and brought fresh tea and a copper basin to clean their hands.
"Xiao Er has always been upstairs. If the guest officer needs anything else, just open the door and give an order." Xiao Er said something, then exited and closed the door.
Although it was said that they had to take a night's rest, in fact, only Lu Twenqi and Shitou Zhang were the only ones who really needed a rest. For Xue Xian, it didn't matter whether he slept or not. For Hyun Min...
Anyway, Xue Xianji no longer regards him as a human being. He neither eats nor rests very much. How can he be considered a human being
This half-paralyzed Heilong spent a day on the carriage. He had no feeling in his legs and feet. When he sat, he was supported by the little strength in his waist and eyes. After a long time, he would definitely not feel comfortable. In order to let the ancestor relax a little, Xuan Min put him on the bed after entering the door.
Not to mention other things in the upper room of this inn, the bed is really comfortable, the quilt is very thick, it is quite soft, not at all awkward, and it is better than a hard stool. Xue Xian felt that the bald donkey's move was very much to his liking. He unceremoniously stretched his waist, loosened his shoulders and back muscles, then dragged the quilt, dug a nest for himself, and just leaned against the bulging quilt. up, holding his head and sighing comfortably.
Xuan Min put his clothes together and sat at the carved wooden table, looking like he didn't plan to rest.
He dialed the wick of the oil lamp on the table, brightened the light a little, and took out the previously folded notice from his arms, unfolded it under the lamp, shook it flat, and watched it quietly. The warm yellow light cast a shadow under his brow bone, lining the deep eye sockets, the bridge of the nose was high, and the corners of his lips showed an inhuman indifference.
Xue Xian supported his head and squinted his eyes, looking at it for a while, and suddenly said, "Bald donkey?"
Xuan Min didn't hear what he said for a long time, and answered in a deep voice without raising his head: "Huh?"
Xue Xian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is the person on this notice really you?"
"… "
This question is indeed a bit direct, but it really fits his straight and undisguised sex.
He saw Xuan Min put the notice in his hand on the table, with his fingertips lightly pressing on one of the corners, he turned his head and glanced at him, as if he was considering how to answer, but he didn't seem to plan to elaborate.
It has not been long since the bald donkey shoveled it up at the Jiang Family Medical Hall, but maybe it was because the things I experienced were not simple.