Chapter 125 Scream

Author: Yao Jishan

Chapter 125 Scream

Wu Meng pondered for a few breaths and walked over.

Even if there is a dragon's nest in front of him, he has to make a breakthrough, not to mention that he is not unprepared.

When he stepped into the courtyard, Wu Meng took a very slow step. His eyes seemed to be looking around casually, but his hands behind him were always kept on the stern spring. If there was any abnormality, he would shoot a slow arrow immediately.

The guards who were following him were also very alert. They stopped after entering the door and only guarded the gate of the courtyard, ready to retreat at any time.

The girls in the museum seemed to have been given instructions long ago, and did not ask any more questions when they saw this. After letting Wu Meng and others in, the folks dispersed. Only the brothel and the girl Meng Chuner stayed, and both led them to the backstairs.

The lights were filled with flowers and beautiful faces. Everything in front of me was filled with sweetness that eroded people's hearts. Wu Meng did not dare to take it lightly. When he arrived at the small garden, he suddenly said, "Hey, come here."

The few people walking in front were stunned, and they all turned around, and Wu Meng hooked his finger at the Xinli broker.

The broker was already in a state of fear. When he heard this, he felt like he was losing his parents. He dragged his foot to Wu Meng and said tremblingly, "What are the instructions of the master?"

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

This person said his name, but Wu Meng never remembered it very much. Because the pronunciation of certain words in Xinli language is difficult to pronounce and cannot be read in golden language.

"The master called A Yin, the youngest person." The broker hung his shoulders and looked weak.

Yin is his surname. As for his name, what's the point of talking or not talking?

Since he was caught by the insidious Song people, he knew that the foodies on his neck were unlikely to be guaranteed. At present, under the pressure of the Song people, he attracted these extremely fierce Jin people, and these Jin people still did not keep their word and refused to let him go.

A Yin felt that he was not far from death, and that he could keep a whole body at that time, even if his ancestors accumulated virtue.

Thinking of this, A Yin's feet were like stepping on cotton, and all three souls and seven spirits hit the head and flew out. If he hadn't been afraid that Wu Meng and others would have had 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 at Meng Chun'er in front of him and asked, "Do you know each other?"

After entering the yard, A Yin and the girl Mengchun were indifferent and acted extremely unnatural. Wu Mengsheng had a pair of sharp eyes and could see it naturally.

A Yin's smile froze. After a while, his teeth trembled with a trembling voice: "Old... the master has such a good eye. The villain has... seen Miss Mengchun several times. The villain used to eat here... and had wine. This Miss Mengchun is also a new beauty."

Wu Meng swept his cold eyes and said nothing.

A Yin's face was pale and seemed extremely frightened, but when he was talking, the guy's eyes kept spinning, and it seemed that he was not telling the truth.

However, this person is useful now. Let's save his life for the time being. When the main person behind him is found out, these little minions will naturally not be able to escape.

The group walked forward again and left the front hall. They circled the Qushui River, turned the painting bridge, followed the stone path and divided the flowers and brushed the willows. When they reached the back building, the brothel complained and said, "I am not annoying here."

After speaking, he looked at Meng Chun again, and there seemed to be a bit of slut in his eyes. He lowered his head and hurriedly retreated.

"Young Master, please come here." Meng Chun'er, who was left with the sheet, bent her bright red lips and sat down at the table next to the window.

The wine and food on the table were already ready, and a few hot dishes were steaming out white smoke. It seemed that it had just been out of the pot.

After Wu Meng sat down, Meng Chuner owed slightly, and her soft voice seemed to be like a spring oriole singing: "Please wait for a moment, I will invite the master's house."

If you don't look at her slightly trembling lips and pale face, this attitude can be called attentive and considerate.

Wu Meng waved her hand and she moved to the back hall in a few steps.

There was no one in the room for a while, and it was extremely quiet. The sound of wind blowing the pool water outside the window was prominent, making it noisy and lively, as if they were the owners here.

Wu Meng was not surprised by this situation. After sitting for a while, he lifted the wine pot and poured a glass of wine by himself. He then took the glass in front of his nose and smelled it. He praised the "good wine", and raised his glass and wanted to drink it.

At this moment, a strange "creaking" sound suddenly came from the back hall.

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

All three people in the room were surprised. After a closer look, they found that the man sitting was sitting on a chair with wheels and was pushed out. The person pushing the chair was a woman wearing a veil, black sword, and dressed in men's clothing. Judging from her body shape, she should be young.

This strange situation made the temperature in the house suddenly cool.

Wu Meng's eyes swept over the person, and his eyes changed and he looked at A Yin.

The person who came should be led by the man sitting on the chair, and the female swordsman was obviously a guard. However, how could the legendary thief of Jiangyang who killed countless people be a useless person? Is the news wrong? Or is this lie with Yin?

A Yin was also confused at this time.

When Wu Meng looked over, his surprise was even more serious than the former, because as far as he knew, the visitor should be a lame old man, but now the middle-aged man sitting in a strange chair.

However, A Yin quickly realized that as a matchmaker for both buyers and sellers, he should be familiar with the people on both sides, rather than being surprised at the visitor like this, as if he did not recognize who this person was.

Thinking of this, his hands and feet were cold, and he thought that he was about to reveal his feelings. He was trying to make things easier when he suddenly heard the man sitting in the chair speak:

"I suffered a little injury and my legs are not very convenient."

His voice was extremely dumb, and Jin Yu spoke stiffly. While speaking, he lifted up the hem of his robe, revealing his left leg with a wooden board, and blood was still oozing out of the edge of the board.

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

Wu Meng looked at him a few times and saw that this person had a square face, but his facial features were almost squeezed in it. Two messy eyebrows were connected at the center of his eyebrows. His pupils were deep and black, his beard was thick, his face was dark, and his appearance was very strange.

Looking closer, there were obvious scars on the corner of the left eyebrow and chin, which seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon such as a sword, and there was also a gold-burning medicine on it. In addition, the person's left shoulder was about an inch higher than the right shoulder. The clothes were probably wrapped in a cloth of montex. Judging from his movements, there were many inconveniences on his left arm. It seemed that the injuries should not only be the left leg, but also the left shoulder, and the injuries were not light.
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