Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

Before it was completely dark, the two finally returned to the city outside the pass.At this point, there is only one inn outside the customs with a lantern still lit at the door.

Yin Shu stepped in, and Yigui led the two horses behind him.

"The two guest officials should stay in the hotel?" Xiaoer greeted attentively.

Yin Shu shook his folding fan lightly, with a beautiful plum color on his cheeks, he didn't look at the waiter, but looked at Yigui and said, "Stay in the shop." Before the waiter could speak, he turned sideways and used his fan as a shield. Said, "I want a room."

The waiter first looked at Yin Shu in a daze, then took a closer look, and reminded in a low voice: "Master, there is only one bed in that room. Are you sure you only need one?"

During this trip outside the customs, although Yigui was wearing ordinary clothes, he still held the string of ebony rosary beads in his hands, coupled with his unfriendly appearance, he looked like a fierce Buddhist cultivator, which caused people to hate him. The relationship between him and the fair-skinned, snow-skinned, pretty young man beside him had infinite fantasies.

One room, one bed, how to live?

"You won't miss the money!" Yin Shu raised his eyebrows, then looked back at Yigui, and hooked his hands at him.

Then I saw Yigui coming forward and put a piece of silver on the cabinet.

That ingot of silver is not only enough for one room, but also for five rooms.

Xiao Er immediately smiled when he saw it, and while offering the key with both hands, he said to Yin Shu: "Young Master, if you have any other requests, just ask!"

"Prepare me a bucket of hot water for bathing. It needs to be hot." Yin Shu was about to turn around after saying that, but seemed to think of something, and whispered to Xiaoer, "I need some flower petals, fresh ones."

After finishing speaking, Yin Shu waved his fan, didn't care about returning, and walked up to the attic by himself, heading towards the room.

Yigui didn't know what he and Xiaoer had just said, but seeing that Xiaoer's eyes looked at him changed a lot now, with some vague ambiguity, he said Yin Shu didn't know what was on his mind again.So, he reached out and stopped Xiao Er who was about to find someone to deliver hot water, and stuffed him with five taels of silver expressionlessly: "What did that young master just say to you?"

After about half a cup of tea, Yigui wanted to let Yinshu hang out for a while, reckoning that he had been soaking in the bathtub for some time, and then walked upstairs leisurely and leisurely.

As soon as he opened the door and went in, he felt a puff of hot air rushing towards his face as soon as he returned. He knew that it was the bucket of bath water that Yin Shu asked Xiaoer for, and the corners of his lips twitched upwards.

After soaking in such hot water for a long time, I'm afraid it's going to be scalded into a red apple?

"Ashu?" Yigui called out tentatively, but did not hear any response.

Not only did Yin Shu not make a sound, but the whole room was silent, except for the hot air rising from behind a screen.

Yigui frowned, could it be that Yin Shu had been exhausted in the past two days and fell asleep after soaking in the bath?

"Ashu, are you in there?" Yigui called again standing behind the screen.

Still no answer.

At this moment, Yigui felt a gust of cool wind blowing behind him, and his heart sank. Looking back, he saw a window in the room opened a gap, so he strode to the back of the screen——

There was only a wooden barrel sprinkled with peony petals, and the hot water in the barrel sparkled with warm yellow bubbles under the shadow of the candlelight.

But there is no Yin Shu.

Yigui slammed a water ladle into the barrel, and the splashed flower petals sprinkled the ground with crystal water drops...

In early autumn, the nights outside the pass seem to be colder than those in Mobei. Just after Haishi, the street is deserted and there is no one to see, and there is no moonlight. There are only occasional lights on the door of one or two houses in the whole street. The lanterns in the house were still dimly lit.

Yin Shu wrapped the robe tightly around his body.

He walked quickly for several miles, and now there was a thin layer of sweat on his body, he was not breathing well, he turned his head and looked behind him to make sure that Yigui hadn't followed, and then he was relieved.

The reason why he rushed out in such a hurry was because when he and Yigui were investigating the spice shop during the day, he accidentally saw the tattoo patterns exposed on the arms of the two thugs who rushed out. above.

It was a very strange totem, which looked like a ferocious beast: like a deer without horns, like a tiger without claws, with protruding eyes and long hair, and sharp teeth.

Ordinary people would probably only regard the totem as a terrifying pattern when they saw it, because it looks scary, they probably wouldn't take a second look at it, but Yin Shu just took a look, and felt a deep breath in his heart.

It's not the first time he's seen it.

At this time, under the dim light, he slowly unfolded the paper in his hand. There were only a few scattered strokes on the crumpled paper, but the beast totem was vaguely occupying a larger space.

It was the letter left by Wang Yun.

Before coming outside the customs, Yin Shu was not sure about the relationship between the totem and the Qibo people, but what he saw in the spice shop made him sure that the totem must be related to the Qibo people.

Yin Shu made up his mind to check it out, but what he saw at the spice shop made Yigui very worried. In addition, Yin Shu gradually realized that the journey to visit the Qibo people might be much more dangerous than he imagined. There may be accidents and dangers at any time, which gave Yin Shu the idea of ​​visiting the spice shop alone.

It was Yinshu's decision to start seeking revenge from the beginning, not Yigui's.For Yigui, he has no reason or reason to be involved in this matter.

If anything happened to Yigui during this process, Yin Shu thought, he would definitely blame himself for the rest of his life, and he would not be able to forgive himself in this life.

So taking the opportunity of taking a bath, Yin Shu sneaked out from the window of the inn.

Sorry, please forgive my leaving without saying goodbye.Yin Shu took a deep breath in the dark night, his fingers could almost pinch the blood on his palm, forcing himself to suppress his ups and downs.If I can successfully find out the clues of the Qibo people and escape unscathed, I will definitely come back to you.

Taking a last look in the direction of the inn, Yin Shu didn't delay any longer and walked quickly towards the spice shop.

Because he was in a hurry, and Yin Shu didn't want to attract others' attention, so he didn't ride over.When he walked near the spice shop, the whole street looked lifeless, except for the occasional dog barking from far away, Yin Shu could only hear some chaotic heartbeat and breathing.

The storefront was surrounded by wooden boards, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see clearly what was going on inside.Yin Shu went around to the back of the spice shop, but there he saw a cart that was probably used to pull goods. He squatted down, took out a torch from his arms to polish it, and wiped out the flattened black in the rut. In addition to mud, there are some hay that will be used in stables.

This shows that wherever the car goes, there must be a herd of horses.But Yin Shu carefully recalled that when he saw this shop during the day, he didn't have the impression that there were traces of horses around the shop.

Then there is a high probability that these hays did not come from here, but from the place where the spices were sent.

Yin Shu took out a dagger to dig out some black mud, and found that the black mud was still wet, which meant that the car hadn't been here for a long time.

He breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that it was very likely that the delivery person had just delivered the goods to the shop today, and hadn't had time to pull the cart away.

At this moment, Yin Shu heard the voices of several people talking in the distance.

"I said, you can't drink too much! Naxi finally came over today, let's have a good drink, why are you so virtuous!"

Before the words fell, a man's voice of retching was heard.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go back to the store and have a drink! I want to see who is the best!"

"Naxi, look at your younger brother, he still loves to be brave..."

"You two are good men! When I go back, I must tell the cauldron to reward you next time!"

Then came a rough laugh.

Yin Shu stood sideways behind the shop, and could tell that a person named Naxi came outside the customs today, so based on the clues revealed by the cart just now, is it very likely that the person who delivered the goods is that Naxi, and when the time comes As long as you follow Naxi, you may have a chance to find the hiding place of the Qibo people!

Hearing the voices of several people getting closer, Yin Shu wanted to lean out to see Naxi's face.

However, at this moment, the cart that Yin Shu had checked just now suddenly moved by itself for some reason, and then slammed into the wall not far away with a creaking sound following inertia.

With the bang of the cart hitting the wall, the voices of several people stopped abruptly.

After a while, one of the men roared in the direction of the cart: "Who! Who's there!"

Seeing that there was no answer, several people crept up to him, and one of them polished the fire.

Under the bright firelight, a man with black mud all over his face and an open neckline was lying on the cart in disorder. If he smelled it closely, he still smelled of alcohol. He was probably drunk. I didn't find it when I came over, and it seemed that I was sleeping soundly.

"Fuck you!" The man who came over first raised his leg and kicked Yin Shu's knee, "He's still lying on your grandfather's grave!"

He originally used ten percent of his strength, but when he was about to land, he felt a hand knife cut severely on the back of his neck.He was in pain and wanted to turn around to see who was coming, but he didn't expect the fire to be blown out suddenly.

The surroundings fell into darkness again, and then a burst of fast and chaotic footsteps sounded beside him.

When a few people fumbled for the second fire folder and lit it up, there were no people around, not even a wild cat.

"Damn it! What a f*cking bad luck!" the man cursed, touching his aching neck, "Don't talk about meeting a drunk who just sleeps at night, how can there be a wandering spirit who beats people up?"