Unclean

Without waiting for Young Master Tsing Yi's reaction, the shopkeeper immediately accepted the money, and called the waiter to send the two distinguished guests up.

Xiao Er came in response, enthusiastically led Yan Yunhe upstairs, and asked: "Guest officer, do you want to eat in the room or in the lobby?"

Yan Yunhe looked back at Yu Qin: "Still leaving?"

Yu Qin walked slowly to his side, unable to see whether he was in a good or bad mood: "The money will be returned to you after returning to Beijing."

Yan Yun couldn't be bothered to talk about this with him, considering the state of Yu Mansion's dilapidated state and a few old servants, one can imagine Yu Qin's financial situation.

I don't know where the money was spent, and I'm so poor.

Could it be that after following the queen mother, I only got that fox fur?

Yan Yunhe looked at the winter clothes on Yu Qin's body. They were made of ordinary materials, more than practical, but not ornamental.

"Xiao Er asked where we want to eat." Yan Yunhe originally wanted to eat in the lobby, because this kind of place has the most miscellaneous news, and there may be businessmen from Yunzhou who can inquire about it.

But thinking of the attention Yu Qin had attracted in the inn just now, Yan Yunhe said to Xiao Er: "Let's eat in the room."

Yu Qin was noncommittal, because Yan Yunhe never listened to his opinions when making decisions, so why bother to say more.

After coming to the room, eating and bathing, Yan Yunhe changed his clothes and came to the lobby of the inn.

There are still several big men sitting in the hall, drinking.Yan Yunhe stayed in the barracks for a long time, and he is best at chatting with others, especially with some good wine.

Several big men also fell in love with him. A big brother surnamed Chen was from the Escort Bureau, and he usually runs the business with goods.

When he heard that Yan Yunhe was going to Yunzhou, he couldn't help but be speechless: "Why do you guys want to go to that kind of place?"

"I have a girl who married to Yunzhou. Not long ago, I suddenly lost contact with my family. I was a little worried and wanted to find her." Yan Yunhe said worriedly.

Brother Chen is a warm-hearted person, when he heard that Yan Yunhe was for his sister, he immediately said: "Then you should go to Yunzhou to take a look, now Yunzhou is very chaotic."

"Although we are in the escort agency, few of us dare to accept Yunzhou's business."

Brother Chen seemed to feel that what he said was too serious, so he immediately made amends: "But your sister is definitely fine. It is rumored that although those bandits are bandits, they are quite moral and don't touch good people. And I heard that the court seems to immediately We're going to send people to wipe them out."

Yan Yunhe poured wine for Brother Chen: "Really? Is the news that the court will send someone reliable?"

Emperor Cheng Jing sent the task to him. As of today, in less than two days, how could even the quacks know that the imperial court sent people to go there? Where did the leaked news spread so fast?

Brother Chen patted his chest and said: "Why is it unreliable? I'm just in this line of business. I've even heard of an adult. It seems to be a little general surnamed Yan, and..." His voice was extremely suppressed. Low, as if afraid of alarming someone: "There is also that killing god."

Yan Yunhe also lowered his voice: "Who is it?"

The candle flickered, and the number of people in the inn gradually decreased, leaving only this corner still lit.

The atmosphere also suddenly became weird, everyone quieted down, listening to Brother Chen's depressed tone.

"It is said that the Killing God has an extremely ugly face and hates people looking at him the most. If anyone dares to look at him more than once, Jin Yiwei will go to the mansion at night and goug out that person's eyeballs."

"Up to eighty, down to eight years old, as long as it falls into his hands, it's all just a word." Brother Chen made a gesture of raising a knife with his hand: "It is said that the killing god likes to be in the imperial prison the most, while watching People are tortured while eating meat."

Someone heard this and couldn't help saying: "This is bloody, how can I eat it?"

Brother Chen's voice became gloomy: "Do you know what kind of meat he eats?"

Yan Yunhe couldn't hold back his laughter, but he still couldn't help but answer: "Could it be human flesh?"

Brother Chen looked at him in surprise: "How do you know! He really eats human flesh, the fresher and hotter it is, the more he likes it."

People around gasped, at this moment, a voice came from the side: "Xiao Er, here is a plate of meat."

Everyone was startled by the sudden sound, and turned their heads to look. Yu Qin was seated on the square table next to him at some point, his hair was slightly wet and disheveled, and his side face was surrounded by candlelight, which made people dare not look directly at him.

Facing everyone's gaze, he slowly put the chopsticks into the tea water to wash them, and said in a calm tone, "It would be even better if there were human flesh."

The surroundings were all quiet, even Xiaoer couldn't help but grabbed the white scarf on his shoulders, and sweat came out from his forehead.

At this time, Yan Yunhe's laughter suddenly sounded: "Xiao Er, he is joking, just serve him a bowl of beef noodles."

Brother Chen also laughed dryly: "Little brother, it's scary that your friend takes jokes so seriously."

Laughter was contagious, and the terrifying atmosphere was quickly swept away. Brother Chen didn't mention Yunzhou again, and only focused on letting Yan Yunhe drink.

Yu Qin didn't participate. After eating the noodles, he went upstairs.

Yan Yunhe drank a lot of wine and sent Big Brother Chen back to his room before staggering back to his room.

The layout of the inn is the same, the upper rooms are connected in a row, Yan Yunhe only remembers that his room is in the middle.

He didn't lock the door before going out, walked to the middle place, pushed lightly, and the door opened.

Yanyun Hexu came to the table with eyes, poured a cup of tea and drank it, and then walked towards the bed with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

As he walked, he took off his robe belt, jade pendant purse, and even his upper body jacket. He liked to sleep naked.

The upper room was beautifully decorated, and the bed curtain was thick and warm in winter. He grabbed the heavy bed curtain and lifted it, knelt on the bed, and was about to climb in.

The nerves dulled by alcohol are no match for the sharp instincts born with it.

He grabbed the sneak attacker's wrist and was about to fight back, but was countered by the opponent and lost the opportunity. He was thrown heavily on the bed and hit a hard object, causing a dull pain in his back.

Yan Yunhe grabbed the object and blocked the attacker's throat, trying to throw him to the ground.

But the next moment, he stopped.

Because he figured out the shape of the scabbard, the blade is short, light in weight, gilded with gold and silver, it is a weapon commonly used by Jin Yiwei.

Who else is there in this inn's Jin Yiwei, who is the killing god who ate human blood and flesh in the mouths of everyone just now.

He got used to the darkness and saw clearly the appearance of the person who suppressed him, it was Yu Qin.

Yan Yunhe pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed dryly: "If I say that I was drunk and went to the wrong room, would you believe me?"

With the sound of clanking, Yu Qin pulled out the knife without Yan Yunhe's defense, and pressed the tip against Yan Yunhe's throat.

Yan Yunhe followed the sharp blade and was forced to lift his chin.

Master Yan, who was always arrogant, had no choice but to say flattering words at this moment: "Master Yu, don't be impulsive, we still have to run errands together. If you kill me, you won't be able to return to Beijing to explain to Your Majesty."

Yu Qin remained silent, his hair fell down his shoulders, and he caressed Yan Yunhe's cheeks. There was no strong incense, but there was an indescribably pleasant smell, which made him itchy and hot.

Yan Yun didn't dare to move, he felt the knife slowly slide from his jaw to his cheek.

This wandering path was surprisingly familiar, not frivolous like Yu Qin, but rather something he would do by himself.

Soon Yan Yunhe realized that this was a trick he used to tease Yu Qin with firecrackers last time, and now he is being returned in full.

"Master Yu..." Yan Yunhe's voice became hoarse. This feeling of being a mermaid is really bad, and their postures are too awkward.If there is any change, it cannot be hidden from this person.

Yu Qin patted his face with a knife: "Master Yan, do you think a bowl of meat noodles is not enough?"

Yan Yunhe swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "Master Yu, those are just jokes."

Turning the blade slightly, a trace of blood appeared in Yan Yunhe's earlobe.

"The taste of human flesh is really curious. Would Mr. Yan let me... taste it?" Yu Qin said slowly.