After saying this, the old man's expression became a little decadent.
No matter who you are, under the torment of this kind of thing, I'm afraid they will turn into passive resistance.
The old man was pouring beans out of his bamboo tube, and he talked about all the abnormalities in the town.
After perhaps venting his anger, the old man stood up and left the inn with a wry smile.
Qinghu turned around and looked at Lin Mengya, only to find that the girl's gaze had just moved back from the old man.
"Let's go back to the room first."
He and Lin Mengya had the best understanding, so he naturally knew that the girl must have suspected something.
Otherwise, she would not set her sights on an insignificant person.
Moreover, after what the old man said, Qinghu also clearly felt that the people in this town looked the same as those in other places.
However, there is indeed an obvious sense of depression.
Only now did they realize that it was a helpless feeling bound by invisible forces.
In the inn, the people living around them were all their own people.
Even so, Qinghu checked carefully in person before closing the door and talking to Lin Mengya with confidence.
"Don't you find it strange? What the old man said should not be a secret in this town. The man who just sat with him didn't even bother to listen. Tell me, why is he so insistent? , Do you want to tell us everything? Especially when you, a foreigner, are present. I feel like he told us on purpose. "
Lin Mengya is always able to calmly analyze the anomalies of things at critical moments.
When she said this, she also reminded Qinghu.
Frowning his brows slightly, Qinghu subconsciously touched his chin.
"That's right, he doesn't seem to care who is listening. Could it be that someone wants to deliberately reveal the news to us. I'm afraid this person also has an agenda!"
In fact, Qinghu's former insidiousness and viciousness would never be lost to any of their previous opponents.
Especially when the enemy is in darkness and we are in the clear, Qinghu has a hobby of pulling out the mice hiding behind the scenes one by one, and then slowly crushing them to death.
Therefore, the current situation piqued his interest even more.
"Don't act rashly yet. Think about it, the old man mentioned the Mountain Temple repeatedly today. If my prediction is correct, there should be someone who wants to lead us to the Mountain Temple."
Lin Mengya now maintains a relatively open attitude towards ghosts and gods.
After all, the Buddha relic that saved her life is still carried by her.
But she felt that if there really was a mountain god in the world. Then, it should also protect the people. This is the god that people hope for.
If one kills people wantonly, there will be only fear in people's hearts, but no words of respect. Even if she wasn't a god, let alone this kind of thing, no matter how she heard it, she felt that it could only be done by humans.
"Then shall we go or not?"
Qinghu raised his eyebrows. Regarding this kind of conspiracy, he adhered to the principle of violent destruction.
Lin Mengya thought for a while, then shook her head gently.
"We won't go. I'm afraid the other party can predict that we might think of using this trick. I definitely want to go to the Mountain Temple, but not now."
There was the familiar smell of conspiracy again. Sometimes Lin Mengya really envied her father and brother for being able to enjoy grudges on the battlefield.
To be honest, she has seen too much, heard too much, and experienced too much of this deceitful flower hidden in the darkness. Now, it has made her feel a little boring.
Besides, she had a hunch that everything strange in this town would soon come to light.
Time is not far away.
It was night, and Lin Mengya was sitting alone in front of the window. For some reason, Qing Hu, who was always by her side, had lost track of her at this moment.
Rubbing his sore eyebrows, his helpless eyes fell on the man sitting in the room, looking at the Art of War.
Ever since she expressed her impatience, Hou Yuetian had the good sense not to hang around in front of her.
But at night, after Qinghu received the news about the two missing men, he had to deal with it himself.
For the sake of her own safety, she had no choice but to invite Hou Yuetian to come and ensure her safety.
Although Lin Mengya expressed her slight disagreement with Qinghu's overprotective behavior.
It's a pity that that person has already dismissed it and did not allow her to resist at all, leaving her alone in the room with Hou Yuetian.
In fact, Hou Yuetian is not annoying.
In fact, because Lin Mengya didn't like him, he didn't say much. She did not bring her men with her, but sat alone at her desk with a military book and studied it carefully.
In the past few days, Lin Mengya could also feel it. Hou Yuetian is a truly gentlemanly person. Even now, Hou Yuetian has been sitting in front of her for a full hour with his sword and horse straddled. He has not even moved, let alone what trouble he will cause her. .
In this way, she felt a little embarrassed.
"What's wrong? But is there anything abnormal?"
He seemed to feel that the Miss Su family was looking at him too directly.
Hou Yuetian raised his head from the military book, looked at her, and asked in a low voice.
"Nothing. What you are holding in your hand should be written by Wu Nanxun, the former military god, right?"
Wu Nanxun was a strange man. Not only was he a god in military warfare, he was also a first-rate talent.
Today, there are a total of six military books written by him that have been circulated in the world.
It is said that it is the crystallization of his life's wisdom and experience.
As long as someone can completely guess it, they can inherit all Wu Nanxun's military talents.
This is a bit exaggerated. Wu Nanxun was great because he had read many books and was from a family of military generals, so his knowledge was naturally different from others.
Combining all kinds of things, he has just become a master of military art who will be famous throughout the ages.
If future generations want to learn, they will definitely not be able to rely on these six military books alone.
It's just that Wu Nanxun's military skills are so powerful that even his father and brother were once his fanatical fans.
As a family member, she also read several books.
I can still read the art of war and so on. It was those sophistical formations that made her really not cold.
Fortunately, with the existence of the Shennong System, even things that cannot be seen can be completely stored in the mind.
Sometimes, if you need to follow the instructions, it will save a lot of trouble.
"That's right, it's the formation book written by the God of War. I didn't expect that the girl has actually read it, but I am ignorant."
In ordinary girls' families, not many can read. Even if you go to home school, you can only read some poems and songs, which is considered to be the best.
Unexpectedly, this Miss Su is not only good at medical skills. He even dabbled in the art of war, which surprised Hou Yuetian.
"I didn't study it carefully, just because I like to read Mr. Wu. Firstly, it is not convenient for our daughter's family to go out, so reading this book can gain some knowledge. Secondly, I can look at the local customs and customs everywhere. It’s much more interesting than some military formations.”
This is true. Lin Mengya read the original book over and over several times.
Although it happened decades ago, it still seems interesting now.
Moreover, there is a similar article in Qingzheng Pu.
Therefore, she is not completely unfamiliar with the customs of various countries.
"What the girl said is true. This formation book looks like a strange book. But in fact, it has long lost its original meaning. It seems that it is not as interesting as the one the girl mentioned. .”
Hou Yuetian put down the book in his hand, but Lin Mengya looked at him with some admiration.
Many people regard this book as a classic. I heard that a few years ago, there was a nerd who led an army and acted exactly according to the contents of this book. In the end, he was defeated and died.
Fighting a war with soldiers is not as simple as it seems.
Not to mention step-by-step, even if you are flexible, you may not be able to win this time.
In this regard, my father and brother are living examples.
The so-called military god only loses less and wins more.
"Since you read the military book, you must not be a simple person? I am indeed very curious. What is there in the Jin Dynasty that can attract you and make you sneak into Kyoto even if you take risks?"
Not everyone likes to read military books.
Moreover, coupled with Hou Yuetian's style, she understood even more clearly that this person's identity was probably either honorable or noble.
Again, this is a journey. Hou Yuetian and his group are very honest.
Not to mention snooping for news along the way, even when they went out to pry, they followed their people obediently.
If he, as a person from another country, wanted to find out about Da Jin, Lin Mengya knew from this point that this guy was definitely not the case.
He followed her closely, as if to avoid suspicion.
Lin Mengya watched him smile bitterly at her, and then explained in a low voice.
"Indeed, I am not an ordinary person in the Dongxia Kingdom. To be honest, all this is for my mother. Back then, we, mother and son, suffered a lot in order to defend ourselves against our enemies. And my mother , in order to protect me, I was almost poisoned by my enemy. Although my life has been saved now, it is a pity that the poison is really tricky, and it can only be completely relieved by a few extremely precious and rare medicinal materials. I have already searched everywhere. I came to Dongxia Kingdom, but there was still something missing. I heard that in Jin and Lintian, there were many rare medicinal herbs hidden in the palace. So I took the risk and sneaked into Jin Kingdom to look for it. But I found nothing. , my mother's poisoning has become much more serious again. So this time, I want to follow you and rush back to Dongxia Kingdom as soon as possible."