Wei Shu

Chapter 125
Wumeng pondered for a few breaths, and walked over.

Even if there is a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair ahead, he has to make a dash for it, not to mention, he is not unprepared.

When he stepped into the courtyard gate, Wumeng walked very slowly, his eyes seemed to look around carelessly, but the hand behind his back never left the sleeve spring. If there was any abnormality, the arrows would be shot out immediately. .

The guards following him were also very vigilant, and they stopped after entering the door, only guarding at the courtyard gate, ready to retreat at any time.

The girls in the hall seemed to have received their orders early, and they didn't ask any more questions when they saw this. After Wu Meng and others were let in, the crowd dispersed, only the madam and the girl Meng Chun'er stayed behind, and both of them led them to go. Go back downstairs.

The lights were dim, the face was like a flower, and everything in front of him was full of heart-wrenching sweetness, but Wu Meng didn't dare to take it lightly. When he reached the small garden, he suddenly said: "Hey, you, come here."

The few people walking in front were stunned for a moment, but they all turned their heads, and Wu Meng hooked his fingers at the Xinli broker.

The broker was already full of fear and fear, but when he heard the words, he felt like he was mourning his concubine, shuffled his feet and moved to Wumeng, tremblingly said: "What is the master's order?"

Wu Meng looked him up and down a few times, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

This person said his name, but Wumeng never remembered it, because the pronunciation of some words in Gein's Xinli language was very awkward, and there was no way to pronounce it in Jinyu.

"It's A Yin who the master calls the youngest." The broker drooped his shoulders, looking weak.

Yin Nai is his surname, as for the name, what does it matter if you say it or not?
Ever since he was caught by those insidious Song people, he knew that the eating guy on his neck might not be safe, and now, under the persecution of the Song people, he attracted these extremely fierce Jin people, and these Jin people People still don't count their words, and they still refuse to let him go.

A Yin felt that he was not far from death, and if he could leave a whole body by then, it would be regarded as his family's ancestors had accumulated virtue.

Thinking about it this way, A Yin's feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and his three souls and seven spirits flew out from the top of that head. If it wasn't for the fear of Wu Meng and others having an attack on the spot, he really wanted to lie down and wait for death.

"Well, A Yin." Wu Meng didn't know A Yin's despair.

He nodded, suddenly pointed to Meng Chuner in front of him, and asked, "Do you know each other?"

After entering the hospital, Ayin and the girl Mengchun never looked into each other's eyes, acting very unnaturally, Wu Mengsheng had a pair of sharp eyes, so he could see it.

The smile on Ah Yin's face froze, and after a while, he said with a chattering voice, "Master...Master has good eyesight. The villain...has seen Miss Meng Chun a few times, the villain used to be here After eating...after drinking, this Miss Meng Chun is also a new beauty."

Wumeng's cold eyes swept over him, but he didn't say anything more.

A Yin's complexion was pale, and he seemed to be terrified, but when he was speaking, the guy's eyes kept rolling, obviously not telling the truth.

However, right now this person is still useful, let him live for the time being, and when the real master behind him is found out, these little fellows will naturally not be able to escape.

A group of people walked forward again, and when they got out of the front hall, they walked around Qushui River and Zhuanhua Bridge, followed the stone path to divide flowers and willows, and when they reached the back building, the madam apologized and said: " The slave will not be an eyesore here."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Meng Chun again, with a look of sadness in his eyes, lowered his head, and retreated hastily.

"My lord, this way please." Meng Chun'er, who was left alone, bent her bright red lips, pushed Wu Meng all the way to the table by the window and sat down.

The food and drink on the table had already been prepared, and the hot dishes were steaming white smoke, it seemed that they hadn't been cooked for a long time.

After Wu Meng sat down, Meng Chun'er bowed slightly, and her soft voice was like a spring warbler's singing: "Please wait a moment, my honored guest, the slave is going to invite the master to come."

If you don't look at her trembling lips and pale complexion, this attitude can be called thoughtful.

With a wave of Wu Meng's hand, she walked to the back hall with small steps.

No one spoke in the room for a while, it was extremely quiet, and the sound of the wind blowing the pool water outside the window stood out, loud and lively, as if they were the masters here.

Wu Meng was not surprised by this situation. After sitting for a while, he picked up the jug and poured himself a glass of wine. He held the wine glass in front of his nose and smelled it. .

At this moment, there was a strange "creaking" sound from the back hall.

He stopped his cup and turned his head, and saw two figures, one tall and one short, coming out of the back hall. Surprisingly, the short one was sitting.

The three people in the room were all taken aback. After looking closely, they found that the sitting man was sitting on a chair with wheels and was pushed out.And the one pushing the chair is a woman dressed as a man wearing a veiled hat and a black sword. Judging from her body shape, she should be Fang Dang's young age.

This strange situation caused the temperature in the room to suddenly drop.

Wu Meng glanced at the person who came over sharply, his eyes changed, and he looked at A Yin.

The person who came should be headed by the man sitting on the chair, and the female swordsman was obviously a guard.However, how could the Jiangyang bandit, who is said to be a murderer without counting, be a useless person?Is the message wrong?Or is this Yin guy lying?

Ah Yin was also confused at this time.

When Wumeng looked over, the surprise on his face was even worse than before, because as far as he knew, the person who came was supposed to be a lame old man, but what appeared now was a middle-aged man sitting in a strange chair.

However, A Yin quickly realized that as the matchmaker between the buyer and the seller, he should be familiar with the people on both sides, instead of showing surprise to the visitor like this at this moment, as if he didn't recognize this person at all. who is it.

Thinking of this, his hands and feet immediately turned cold, thinking in his heart that he was trying to reveal his secrets, and was trying to figure out how to turn things around, when suddenly he heard the man sitting in the chair say:

"I suffered a slight injury, and my legs and feet are not very convenient."

His voice was extremely hoarse, and the golden language was also blunt. While speaking, he lifted the hem of his robe, revealing the left leg that was clamped by the wooden board, and blood was still oozing from the edge of the wooden board.

But it turned out that he was injured, no wonder he was sitting on a chair.

Wu Meng glanced at him a few times, and saw that this man had a square face, but his facial features were almost squeezed in the middle, two messy eyebrows connected at the center of the brows, deep and black pupils, thick beard, and a dark complexion. The appearance is very strange.

If you look closely, there are obvious scars on the corner of the left eyebrow and chin of the other party, which seems to be cut by a sharp weapon such as a sword, and gold wound medicine is smeared on it. In addition, this person's left shoulder is also higher than the right shoulder Cun Xu, the clothes were probably wrapped with wound cloth, judging from his actions, his left arm was also inconvenient, it seems that not only his left leg was injured, but his left shoulder was also injured, and the injury was not serious.

(End of this chapter)