When the last ray of sunlight shines on the heaven and earth, showing off its final brilliance, the darkness has already surrounded it from all directions, squeezing the last remaining brilliance.【】
Du Ruhui regretted that the sky was getting darker little by little, and his mood gradually became lighter. The crowd under the east gate saw that the sun was going down, and the Wuling City Gate was not open. The soldiers on the city wall shouted again, "Let's go."
There was no need for everyone to wait any longer, and everyone began to discuss where to stay.
Wuling City is a big city, and there are many farmers around the city. When these farmers encounter guests who are not in a hurry to enter the city, they will also organize a few houses for the guests to rest. The price is lower than that of a regular inn.
The cost is less. Therefore, there are also guests who are greedy for small profits and intend to just rest outside the city and not go to the city to live.
Du Ruhui followed the crowd and walked to a village near the north of the city. This village was very large, and I heard it was the property of the Li family in the city. There were many farmers living under the village, and several housekeepers and some servants were in charge here.
Because there are many empty houses in the side courtyard, and the head of the Li family is a hospitable person who likes to make friends with others, the side courtyard is set aside to provide some convenience for guests who miss the dormitory. It is also used to provide food for a few housekeepers.
Some interest money.
Therefore, several housekeepers also worked hard to do these things, and the food, food and accommodation were kept elegantly, but the cost was not too high, so it was very popular.
Du Ruhui followed the guests in the east gate who had not entered the city and walked here together. He thought he could have a good rest, but was told that the village was full. Everyone regretted that they were late, so they
They dispersed to the surroundings of Zhuangzi, hoping to spend the night resting at the Zhuangzi's house.
Du Ruhui did not follow them to disperse, but followed the steward and said with a smile: "It's just a firewood shed. It only needs to be crossed to block some of the cold air at night."
The steward smiled and said: "You are such a troublesome guest. In this kind of weather, it will be very cold at night. There are at least one or two hundred households in our village. Which stall shop will give you a night's stay?"
, it’s over. Why should I suffer such a sin?"
Du Ruhui just smiled and said: "I am a Buddhist person. I can't sleep at night. I go to other people's houses to sleep, but I disturb the host's house. Having an empty room and meditating all night is better than anything else. Therefore,
, The woodshed is as good as it is, even if it is calculated based on the real rent, I am willing to do it."
Seeing that he had said this, the steward had no choice but to agree, took it to the woodshed in his yard, brought a quilt, spread it on a door panel and said, "Then the guest has the right to rest here."
Du Ruhui hurriedly took out some coins. The steward didn't accept them and said, "It's not a serious room. I'll bring you something to eat." Du Ruhui forced the money into the steward's arms.
After simply eating something, without washing his face or feet, Du Ruhui sat quietly on the door panel covered with a thin quilt.
The sun has already set, and the cool moonlight shines down from the small area of the woodshed. The entire woodshed can be cleared without lighting a lamp.
The area against the wall in the woodshed was piled with firewood, and the air smelled of rotten wood. Fortunately, it was still warm once the door was closed.
'I'm afraid that Lin Hailu will also take action against Li Daoming tonight. I don't know if Li Daoming can guess Lin Hailu's intention. If he can make some preparations in advance and avoid this disaster, it will be Lin Hailu's death; if
If you can't escape this disaster, I'm afraid Li Daoming won't live long.'
There was a soft sound outside the door, and Du Ruhui was startled. He quickly pricked up his ears and listened. It wasn't until the cat jumped up to the roof and let out a cry that Du Ruhui put down his heart.
.
No one should find this place, and even if they find it, there are so many people living in this village, and I can easily escape in Chai Xin.
It’s better to think about your own errand. If Li Daoming is really killed by Lin Hailu, then King Wu will probably blame him for his inability to do things well. He spent so much effort to get this errand, but it turned out to be successful.
In this way, it would be difficult to enter King Wu's inner circle again.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Du Ruhui stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt and was about to cover himself. But when his outstretched hand touched the corner of the quilt, he suddenly stopped.
The door has been closed. Where is the wind coming from in this room?
Du Ruhui's heart suddenly sank, and he was about to raise his head when he heard a soft voice coming from the room: "Don't move."
There was no warmth in the woman's voice.
Du Ruhui let go of the corner of the quilt, slowly retracted his hand, and then moved towards the woman.
The door of the woodshed has been gently closed by the woman. Under the cold moonlight, the woman's face cannot be seen clearly. In fact, the woman's face is covered, even if there is a light, it is not clear.
The woman stood quietly in the room with her hands empty and her arms folded, saying nothing.
It seemed that there was no intention that was not beneficial to him, but he knew that as long as he did some abnormal behavior, the next moment, he would be dead and in a different place.
"Are you Du Ruhui?" the woman asked softly, her voice still so cold.
Du Ruhui's heart sank to the bottom. Since this woman could call him by his name, she was definitely here for him.
"Not bad." Du Ruhui almost gritted his teeth and admitted his identity. But his eyes were fixed on the woman, asking her to react.
The woman hummed lightly, turned her hand, and a dagger appeared in her hand. The cold light, imprinted with the moonlight, swayed in front of his eyes, and he shivered.
He sighed softly and gave the woman a very reluctant look. Then he unhurriedly arranged his clothes and hair.
The woman calmly watched him tidy up, until he finished tidying up and sat there quietly, closing his eyes slightly, then she slowly walked over, and the cold sword tip slowly stretched out and touched his chin.
Below, between the two clavicle.
His whole body tensed and then relaxed, with an expression of relief on his face.
The woman did not move the sword tip forward, but stopped at her neck and spoke.
"Third Master has something to tell you!"
He opened his eyes and looked at the woman in surprise.
"The third master said: I usually have a grudge, so I killed you like this, which is a bit humiliating to you. I asked you if you have any unfulfilled wishes. If he can help, he will help you complete it."
"Third Master? Which Third Master?" Du Ru regretted the woman.
"You don't need to know this. Tell me your wish. My temperament is not very good and I am a bit impatient, so if you think of anything, just tell me quickly."
Du Ruhui swallowed his saliva and thought quietly for a while. He seemed to have made up his mind and said firmly: "My last wish is: before I die, I know who this third master is?"
The woman seemed a little surprised by Du Ruhui's request. After hesitating for a while, she said, "That's fine."
Du Ruhui looked at the woman quietly, waiting for her answer.
"The third master is Su San."
Du Ruhui was a little dazed, Su San? How could it be possible? He had thought of all the possibilities, but he just couldn't guess that this 'third master' would be the Su San whom he met during the luncheon. That young talented man, that
A weak scholar who is charming, talks and laughs freely, and has a scholarly attitude? Why would he want to kill himself?
"I don't know? Su San, Su Ningyuan." Seeing Du Ruhui being stunned, the woman thought that Du Ruhui didn't know about Su San, so she added another sentence.
"No. I know. Su is a great talent. Who in Wuling City doesn't know about him?"
The woman put a little more force on her hand, pushed the tip of the sword in, and said: "Now that I know, your wish has been fulfilled. Go with peace of mind."
Just as he was about to push the tip of the sword in, he heard Du Ruhui say unhurriedly: "You can't kill me."
The woman's hand paused for a moment.
Du Ruhui smiled, a little weirdly: "If Third Master knew who I was, he wouldn't kill me!"
The woman held the sword quietly but did not speak.