The Hierarch Has a Black Moonlight

In the largest inn on the long street in the west of the city, there seemed to be a green figure jumping across the corridor on the second floor.

It was Wu Jin who was busy looking for someone as soon as he woke up.

In this huge inn, there were only the three of them staying overnight, this was what Wu Jin discovered in surprise when she asked Xiao Er.When she asked the reason out of curiosity, Xiaoer just hesitated, waved his hands with a sad smile on his face, and ran away in a panic under the excuse of serving food.

Looking down casually from the window, the street downstairs is full of traffic, people coming and going, and there are many passers-by with bags on their backs.Why doesn't it look like no one is staying?Wu Jin tilted his head and thought.

——Of course it’s not that no one is staying.Xiao Er ran down the stairs quickly, turned around and hid in the corner to wipe off his sweat.

Where did these victims come from? It's not good to find anyone, but to find them.

When those two brought a comatose girl to stay yesterday, when they approached the inn, many guests in the hall were scared away.The man in the red clothes was vicious and full of murderous intent, and the man in the white clothes had a stern face, and he knew at a glance that he was not a man to be trifled with. What was frightening was that the clothes were covered with bright red bloodstains. Who knows what he did?

The one in the red clothes was hugging someone, and as soon as he made a move, he dropped a stack of gold lavishly, threatening to tell the shopkeeper that he would take over the inn and not allow other people to stay here for a few days.

Rejecting customers behind closed doors is more or less bad for the reputation of the inn. Just as the shopkeeper was about to refuse, a gleaming knife appeared in front of him, stuck straight on the table, half of the blade went in.

There was no way to keep the three of them. Now the knife mark on the wooden table in the lobby is still in the original place and no one dares to touch it.

Wu Jin wandered around the corridor, finally found Shui Youhan's room, knocked on the door lightly: "Sister Han?"

Almost at the same time, the two doors were opened from the inside, and Shui Youhan stood in front of the door, changed into another set of clean clothes, wrapped a wound belt on his right wrist, and tied two wooden boards for bone setting, his face looked much better Seeing Wu Jin, a smile appeared on his face.

Wu Jin entered the door in two steps, and looked around the room. Sister Han's room was also the same as her own. The layout was exquisitely designed, down to every detail, with painted screens, carved beams and hollowed-out railings. They are all finely crafted.

They should be the two best upper rooms in the inn. I wonder if Yan Qimo's room is as good?Wu Jin found a stool and sat down, his eyes fell on Shui Youhan's right wrist involuntarily: "Sister Han, your hand..."

Shui Youhan closed the door and walked over, sat down next to her, shook his head lightly and smiled, "I'm fine, the doctor took a look at it for me, and I'll recover soon." He poured a glass for her with his other hand Tea, pass it to your side.

Looking at the two little hands holding the teacup, he retorted: "Xiao Jin has to be careful to recover from his injuries these days. If you need to carry any heavy objects, just call me."

"Hmm." Wu Jin gulped down the tea, put the cup away, turned her head and said, "Sister Han, I want to go out and buy something, can you accompany me?"

"it is good."

Wu Jin sighed, pulled up his sleeves, and exposed the tangled celestial silk on his wrist, and said distressedly: "The celestial silk is broken, I have to take it back to see if it can be reconnected."

"This time I have to buy some antiques and bring them back to the church, lest Daddy always say that I forget about him when I go out to play, and always think of him when something happens." Wu Jin muttered, and suddenly giggled: "Look at him Why do you have any reason to bury me this time?"

"Well, Xiao Jin is smart." Shui Youhan responded to her, with a warm spring breeze on his thousand-year-old ice-like face, and tenderness in his eyes.

When he came out of the room where the water was still cold, Wu Jin knocked on the doors of other rooms one by one, but no one answered, and when he opened the door and went in, it was empty, and there was no other person at all.What about Yan Qimo?

The two walked down from the second floor, and Wu Jin grabbed the waiter who delivered the meal and asked, "Second brother! Where's Yan Qimo?" Seeing him stunned in doubt, he hurriedly gestured and explained: "It's the one who wears The one in the red dress is tall and looks good..."

Now there are only three demon kings in this inn, and Xiao Er can tell who is missing at a glance, but he is frightened by Wu Jin's sudden grabbing of his hand.Xiao Er shook her head to recover, looked at Wu Jin and said, "The guest you mentioned, she left early in the morning."

Well, Wu Jin was taken aback by his answer, and blinked on the spot.

Yan Qimo actually left, is there something urgent?She held on to Xiao Er and asked, "Where did she go? Do you know?"

Xiao Er shook his head: "The guest left in a hurry, and I just happened to catch a glimpse." The man had a gloomy expression on his face in the morning, who would think that his life would be too long to talk to him?

"Oh..." Wu Jin nodded, turned around and looked at Shui Youhan: "Then let's go first, Yan Qimo should have left beforehand, and I'll find her when I come back tonight."

Saying that the two of them were about to go out, Xiao Er hurriedly put the food brought from the back kitchen on the table next to him, and called, "Miss, are you finished for lunch?"

"No.Wu Jin turned his head halfway, and before he finished speaking, there was a commotion in his sleeve, and immediately a piece of white ball rolled out from the cuff of his sleeve, fell to the ground twice, and jumped twice at a dizzying speed Going to the table, it stopped in front of the meal that Xiao Er had just put down, bitten off a piece of chicken, and chewed with mouth puffed up, smiling and squinting, and his fat body also heaved and trembled.

Xiao Er was so frightened that he took four or five steps back in a hurry. After being frightened, he saw this "monster" clearly. It seemed...it didn't look so scary.

"Xiao Tie." Wu Jin called it, and Xiao Tie's chewing movement paused, and turned to look at its master.After staring blankly for a moment, he turned around and squirmed towards the side of the meat bowl until it touched the outer wall of the bowl——slumped down and couldn't move.

Wu Jin couldn't do anything with it, thinking it must be hungry too, so he didn't try to force it, and admitted its recklessness: "Then you stay here, don't run around."

So Xiao Tie stayed in the inn contentedly to enjoy the gluttonous feast alone, while Wu Jin and Shui Youhan went to the streets to buy treasures and antiques.

The sun is high in the sky, and the heat is steaming from the ground, mixing into the air to bring a lingering heat.The bright sun was clearly at the far edge of the sky, but it seemed to hang three inches above the head, and the heat wave rolled from top to bottom, enveloping everyone in the street.

Among the bustling pedestrians, many men hold fan handles or some girls lightly blow fans, so as to release a piece of refreshing cool breeze and postpone the scorching heat of the summer heat.

Wu Jin squeezed into a roadside stall and bought a paper umbrella. She said it was crowded, but in fact, many people felt pity when they saw this young girl with wounds wrapped around her hands and blood stains could be seen faintly, and took the initiative to free herself. He gave her a relatively loose way.

When he came out, he held up a light umbrella and hit it on the top of himself and Sister Han. The thin oil paper blocked the strong light beams from the scorching sun, and seemed to block some heat waves, leaving a shadow under the umbrella.

The two walked down the bustling market. This time, Wu Jin didn't feel like he was unable to walk when he saw interesting things and new gadgets. I bought everything before I was willing to leave.

Now that my hands are inconvenient, although Sister Han is willing to help me carry things, Wu Jin can't bear to occupy her only hand that can move easily.

But his eyes still can't help but move left and right, and look around while walking on the road.Shui Youhan walked side by side with her, seeing her eyes, he would walk back and forth involuntarily in the crowd, and when he caught sight of the red figure, he always had to pay more attention to it, knowing in his heart who she was looking for, and just followed in silence. by your side.

The two walked into the antique shop, all kinds of jadeware, ceramics, calligraphy, painting and colored glazes were listed on the shelves, and Wu Jin caught his eyes at a glance.

She was standing in front of the square table closest to the entrance, with an ancient bronze sword set up on it, Wu Jin stopped to look at the sword, and immediately showed a disgusted expression.

...It's not as good as the sword they used in "Gaofengliangjie".

Although the swords and swords in this store are ordinary, but fortunately, the jade wares and porcelain are still eye-catching, barely considered a gift that can be given away.Wu Jin picked out a few antiques that were easy to handle, packed them up and handed them to the proprietress, asking her to settle the accounts.

"It's 350 taels in total." The proprietress quickly wrapped the bundle, put it on the case, looked at Wu Jin with a smile, and waited for her to pay the bill with silver.

"Okay." Wu Jin stretched out his hand and took it into his bosom, but unexpectedly, he emptied it out.

Immediately, my heart tightened, and my little hand touched my bosom again, but there was still nothing.Money... money?

Seeing her nervous expression, Shui Youhan turned his head and asked in a low voice of concern: "What's wrong?"

Wu Jin quickly grabbed her, turned her back, lowered her head and lowered her voice: "Sister Han, you... have you brought any money?"

"It was used up when I settled down in the inn yesterday." Shui Youhan shook his head frankly, looked at her, and asked softly, "Xiao Jin, isn't the money enough?"

not enough...

Yes... not at all... Wu Jin looked at her with a perplexed and embarrassed expression.It was clear that the money was in her bosom pocket, and she didn't know why it disappeared inexplicably when she came out today.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment. Amid Wu Jin's embarrassment and bewilderment, Shui Youhan suddenly laughed lightly and reached out to rub her head: "It's okay, sister will help you."

Shui Youhan turned around, and Wu Jin followed behind with a small step, covering half of her face behind her shoulder.

"Sorry, we went out in a hurry today and forgot to bring money." Shui Youhan said calmly, looking at the proprietress.

Sure enough, after doing business for a long time, we can always meet customers who "forgot to bring money".This time, I don't know if I really didn't have any money with me, or if I was trying to cheat by some crooked method.The proprietress looked embarrassed, and pointed to the packed package: "Then this..."

What to do with these things?Is the business still going?

"Can we take the things away first? I'll bring the money over by myself before sunset." Before the proprietress burst into laughter, Shui Youhan took Ling Hanjian from his waist and put it on the table.

"Is it okay for me to put the sword here as a token?"

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, staring at the sword in Shui Youhan's hand several times, then pulled out half of it to have a look, opened her mouth in amazement, put the sword back into its sheath and nodded. "Okay, naturally."

After lamenting the good sword, she specially instructed: "You must remember to come back to pick it up, girl." The proprietress was happy to have such a valuable thing mortgaged in the shop, and worried about any accidents.

"Thank you."

The proprietress has been doing expensive business all year round, so she is inevitably worried about these things from time to time. Although it is rarely true, this time it has become a bad prophecy.

Not long after Wu Jinshui and Youhan left, another figure stepped into the antique shop and happened to see Ling Han leaning quietly by the corner...

The author has something to say: Xiaomeng: Today is the first day that the leader disappeared.I heard that every time there is one more... (This familiar sentence pattern again?)

Suddenly interrupted, the leader grabbed Xiaomeng by the back collar and picked her up like a chick: "I'm already back, how about every additional message?"

The weak chicken Xiaomeng who was carried into the air and shivered: "Just... just... just leave one day earlier?"

"Ah!!!" There was a scream—Xiao Mengzu.