If it weren't for the group of armored soldiers, who were still wearing a thick layer of iron armor at this time, which slowed down their pursuit, Wu Zhi and others might have been captured by now.
And it's not like those armored soldiers who have been pursuing them until now have never discovered the reason why they are lagging behind.
But the weather here is extremely cold at this time, so cold that even spitting on the ground will freeze immediately after a while.
If they dare to suddenly remove the iron armor on their bodies, how can the cold protection needs of these soldiers be guaranteed?
Those armored soldiers had this in mind, so they had to grit their teeth, wear the thick layer of iron armor on their bodies, and chase Wu Zhi and the two in front as if they were desperate for their lives.
An unknown amount of time passed, and just when Wu Zhi was about to run out of strength, Jiang Shiyun's repeated exclamations suddenly came to his ears.
That voice contained both a little surprise and a lot of surprise.
It even revealed a little unexpected surprise.
"My lord, my lord, you, look, look, look."
"Is that in front of you a tavern?"
"Besides, it looks like the lights are still on!"
"If, if we can go there to hide for a while, even if we don't eat anything and just go there to rest, that's great!"
After hearing this, Wu Zhi first stretched out his tongue and licked his lips that had several cracks.
Then, with great effort, a voice that was full of vicissitudes of life came out from his throat:
"Madam, the group of pursuers is not far behind us right now."
"If we hide in that tavern, how can we not see the chasing group?"
"At that time, as long as the pursuing group surrounds the tavern, there will be no possibility for the two of us to escape and ascend to heaven."
When Wu Zhi finished speaking these words, he moved his throat with great difficulty.
After a long pause, he uttered a very helpless voice:
"The rhyme of poetry, madam."
"My husband, I'm afraid I really can't walk now."
"If you can still leave, go to the tavern and ask for help."
"If there is a miracle, maybe we can escape this disaster."
"If not, then you can escape alone."
"As long as my husband is still alive, he will never let those pursuers pass in front of me!"
When Wu Zhi finished speaking, he stood there upright.
At the same time, his legs could not help but tremble.
On his back, the blood seeping out had already frozen his back into a whole piece.
But if Jiang Shiyun were to suddenly give up on the man in front of her who was willing to risk his life for her, how could she do it?
"No!"
"Shiyun can obey my husband on anything, but this is the only thing that is absolutely impossible!"
"Since my husband can't walk, Shiyun can't leave either."
"At this moment, I will accompany my husband here."
"Next, no matter what happens, I will shoulder it with my husband until the end."
After Jiang Shiyun said these words, she blocked her ears with great stubbornness.
At the same time, he used his own hands to tightly hold Wu Zhi's waist.
No matter how Wu Zhi shouted, she would not move a step.
With an extremely helpless sigh, Wu Zhi also slowly closed his eyes.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
An extremely enchanting and charming voice suddenly came from nowhere.
"Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove."
"It's snowing tonight, can you have a drink?"
When Wu Zhi, who was closing his eyes and waiting to die, suddenly heard this poem, an extremely surprised feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
Because here, apart from the two of them, the only ones left who could speak were the group of armored soldiers dozens of meters behind them.
And among that group of armored soldiers, there was not even a woman.
Then who recited the poem just now?
Could it be that I had an auditory hallucination that suddenly occurred when I was in despair?
Just as Wu Zhi opened his eyes wide and looked around in confusion, an unusual sound suddenly came from a distance.
When Wu Zhi's heart trembled slightly, he suddenly turned around.
But at this moment, the door of the tavern, which was originally closed, suddenly opened.
It's like trying to invite someone in.
When Wu Zhi saw such a strange scene, a very strange idea arose in his mind.
Is it possible that the poem just now came from that tavern?
At this moment, the door of the tavern suddenly opened. The purpose was to invite Wu Zhi and two people in for a drink?
But, is this really possible?
If this is not the case, how should we explain the poem just now and everything in front of us?
At this moment, although Wu Zhi was extremely puzzled, he knew that everything in front of him might be a form of expression that could help him break the situation.
If he is afraid of fraud and therefore ignores it.
Then his life with Jiang Shiyun is probably over here.
When Wu Zhi thought of this, a very relaxed smile suddenly appeared on his face.
At this moment, the two of them were already in this state, both of them had been forced to close their eyes and wait to die.
So what do the two of them have to fear after this?
Could it be that everything in front of them is more terrifying than the coming sword and ax?
Since there is no such thing, what's the harm in him and Wu Zhi going to sit there?
Thinking of this, Wu Zhi's heart that closed his eyes and waited for death also regained the feeling of surviving from a desperate situation.
After he took off Jiang Shiyun's hands that were covering her ears, he briefly explained the strange things that had just happened here.
After Jiang Shiyun heard this, although she felt extremely strange in her heart, she still followed her husband's wishes and agreed to accompany him to have a look.
At this moment, since hope once again emerged in their hearts, their steps became much easier than before.
After the two of them walked for less than half an hour, they finally entered the tavern.
The furnishings in the house also gave Wu and Zhi a very simple and elegant feeling.
At this moment, there were not many customers in the tavern, only three tables.
Located in the distance is a shopkeeper wearing a green cloth warm hat and a linen gown with a slight smile on his face.
At this moment, he was making calculations at the counter, as if he was counting yesterday's profit.
On both sides of the counter were two groups of drinkers who came here to kill time.
There are two people at a table, one male and one female.
At this moment, the man seemed to have drunk too much. He put his head on the ancient pine pattern table and snored to himself.
The woman sitting opposite sighed helplessly.
As for the table sitting opposite, there were six rough men.
At this moment, you and I are drinking one bowl after another with great enthusiasm.
From time to time, he would glance at the woman over there.
His eyes were full of lustful thoughts.
In the store, apart from these two tables of drinkers, there is the table by the window.
And when Wu Zhi looked at the last table of drinkers in the store, his eyes immediately widened.
The drinker was a woman.
To be precise, she is an extremely eye-catching woman.
Three thousand blue hairs are draped on the back of her head, her forehead is as smooth as jade, and her ears are pink and white.
But that face was covered by a red gauze scarf, making it difficult for outsiders to see his face.
And she was wearing a bright red mink fur coat.
Regardless of anything else, just speaking of this temperament, it can be called the most beautiful person in the world.
Could it be that the woman who just recited the poem and the person who opened the door to greet her was the woman?
But if I remember correctly, I didn’t know that woman before that?
Just when Wu Zhi was wondering, the woman in fiery red slowly turned her head.
Those are a pair of extremely moist and charming eyes.
Even if she sits there without saying a word, just a glance from anywhere can capture the souls of others.
"This young master, since you have been invited by me to come here."
"Now, why are you standing there blankly?"
"Sit over here quickly and talk to me."
As Wu Zhi thought for a moment, he wanted to move over.
But Jiang Shiyun, who was standing aside, suddenly grabbed Wu Zhi's arm.
This move was obviously because he didn't want Wu Zhi to deal with that woman.
Although Jiang Shiyun usually has a gentle, pleasant and elegant temperament, this does not mean that she can allow other women to talk to her husband indiscriminately.
And she could tell from the woman's demeanor and eyes that that woman was definitely not a simple person.
Jiang Shiyun finally found a man who regarded her as his life.
In her heart, she naturally regards it as a treasure.
If one day, her man is seduced by a woman whose every gesture is full of endless feminine charm, wouldn't she regret it to death?
Although Jiang Shiyun did not say these words here.
But the woman in red seemed to have heard what Jiang Shiyun was thinking.
So he chuckled lightly and said as if he was joking:
"That sister, don't be afraid."
"Sister, currently, I don't have much interest in your husband-in-law."
"I'm just interested in the story that happened to him."
"If sister is willing to believe in sister, she will become a noble person for you two."