Xiao Mu looked around and whispered: "Provide them with information, or help them assassinate me."
"I..." I felt incredible: "Am I the one who did this?"
Xiao Mu sneered and said, "It doesn't look like it."
"I'm just saying, I'm just a tofu seller, let me be a killer..."
"That's why people can be caught off guard! For example, you just poisoned this bowl of bean curd. Didn't I get poisoned to death by you?" Xiao Mu took another bite of beancurd, and suddenly his eyes rolled, and a line of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Come, then lie on the table and become unresponsive.
I was startled and quickly pushed him: "Hey, what's wrong?"
"I'm already dead." Xiao Mu replied with his eyes closed.
I breathed a sigh of relief and saw that the only two guests in the living room had finished their meals and went out. Only Uncle Fu looked towards us from time to time, so I smiled back at him.
"Hey, I'm up." I said to Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu still didn't respond. He only heard a voice reply: "How can a dead person get up?"
"You..." I was about to say something to him, but suddenly I became confused. I didn't see his mouth move just now. Who was talking? I was in a state of confusion, and I stretched out my finger and tried it under his nose.
, he was so startled that he stepped back again and again, and did not stop until he hit the table.
Xiao Mu, he is not breathing!
"Jiang Hu, what's wrong?" Uncle Fu came over and helped me up. He looked at Xiao Mu for a while with a surprised look on his face: "This is... an imperial envoy? You mean he looks familiar. He is..."
"He's dead..." I said, straightening my body: "It seems like he's really dead?"
"Ah?" After hearing what I said, Uncle Fu stretched out his finger towards him tremblingly and tried to breathe: "What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't there still breathing? Are you asleep? Or fainted? Or are you doing it on purpose?
Are you kidding us?"
"Still breathing?" I stretched out my hand to try again, and even held his wrist to feel his pulse. I was even more confused: "Where is there breathing? There's not even a pulse."
"How is that possible?" Uncle Fu was also confused, and tried again: "You can't feel this heavy breathing?"
I swallowed, a little suspicious of life. After all, I have studied martial arts with Fatty Wang for ten years. Am I not even able to judge whether a person is dead or alive? I carefully observed his face and lips.
It’s hard to distinguish between makeup and this... I stretched out my hand to pry his eyes...
"Hahahaha..." Xiao Mu suddenly pushed me away, holding his stomach and bending over with laughter.
Uncle Fu's brows relaxed and he sighed helplessly: "Shijun, you...you will scare people to death sooner or later if you keep making jokes like this."
"You..." I rolled my eyes at him: "How did you manage not to breathe just now?"
"Hold your breath." Uncle Fu shook his head: "Last time, I just took a sip of tea and fell to the ground unresponsive. I was so scared that I called Dr. Li. I heard that he was going to give him an acupuncture, and I suddenly woke up."
"Last time? Was it fun? How many times have you played it? Last time Nuan Xin poisoned your wine. Is this how you held your breath and deceived her and Long Yuhan?"
"Well, what's up? I didn't even recognize you as a fraud for a moment. Does this prove that I'm very good at pretending to be dead?" Xiao Mu was very proud of himself after finishing the last bite of bean curd.
"Pretending to be dead? Oh, you're fine, why are you pretending to be dead?" I took his bowl away and asked in confusion: "How do you speak without moving your mouth?"
"Ventriloquism. I just learned it from Zhang Fan from the theater troupe. Isn't it fun?" Xiao Mu waved his hand to Uncle Fu. After he stepped back, he said to me seriously: "The details of Xiangzhou City have been lurking for so long.
, still standing still, not because they gave up the mission, but because I have been elusive and prevented them from finding a chance to kill me."
"You mean...they are going to attack you again now?"
"I've eaten bean curd at your stall and had a little chat with you. If I bribe you, can I borrow your hand to kill me when I come back next time?"
"So you try first, how to fake death when you see it?" I sighed helplessly: "Are you trying to coax a child? A person can temporarily hold his breath and slow down his heartbeat, but the eyes can never deceive people.
The eyes are dull and dilated, and there is no reflection when shining a light on them. How can you fake this?"
Xiao Mu was unconvinced: "Then why didn't you judge from your eyes just now?"
"I..." I thought for a moment: "Get used to it!"
"That's right, you are used to it, especially when you see the poison you poisoned being eaten by others, how can you still doubt it too much?"
"This...such an important thing, do you think they will leave it to me?"
"right."
"how do you know?"
Xiao Mu wiped off the rouge on his lips: "Because I am also the leader of the secret agents? Put yourself in the shoes of a Tibetan spy who was sent and unfamiliar with the country. How could I assassinate the imperial envoy of the Tang Dynasty and protect myself?
life?"
I snorted: "Lin Sheng has been an official in Xiangzhou City for three years, so he is more familiar with this place than you."
"I was talking about Yang Mosheng just now." Xiao Mu quibbled: "As for Lin Sheng, he has been lurking for so long, so of course he was thinking about how to complete the mission without exposing his identity."
"What mission?"
Xiao Mu shook his head: "How do I know specifically? I'm not a real Tibetan spy. Well, I've been very busy recently, so I leave everything to you. You are also the captain of the team after all, so you can handle it yourself!
"
"Hey, Brother Mu..." I wanted to stop him and ask for clarification.
I...I'm really...Hey, why are you still such an official? It's like a joke.
"Wait a minute! Mu You?" Li Dongsheng just came in through the gate and shouted loudly. He came over and grabbed Xiao Mu's sleeve and lifted his chin with the scroll in his hand: "Is it really you? When did you come here?
Why do you want to run away when you see me?"
"No. I just came over and had a bowl of tofu pudding." Xiao Mu smiled and took off the mole on his lips with one hand.
"Eating bean curd?" Li Dongsheng glanced at me: "Eating bean curd will make you look like a man or woman?"
"Visiting privately incognito to understand the sentiments of the people, do you understand? I'm still sick." Xiao Mu said and wanted to leave.
Li Dongsheng didn't let go, and licked his lips at the scroll in his hand: "Help me see how my calligraphy goes on this painting?"
Xiao Mu pointed at me: "Let Li Jianghu look at it for you. I'm still busy."
"What are you busy with? You even sent Xian'er out. Tell me! What conspiracy do you have?"
Xiao Mu looked around: "Keep your voice down, don't let anyone know my whereabouts."
Li Dongsheng glanced at him with disgust on his face: "What are you doing sneakily?"
Xiao Mu smiled: "I am an imperial envoy now. Many people are watching me. Do you know how many people want to kill me?"
After hearing this, Li Dongsheng showed concern on his face: "Then you are still running around? Why don't you ask the governor's government servant to buy you what you want to eat? Come on, I will take you back."
"No need, others won't recognize me if they don't pay attention. Let's go."
"Then be careful on the road and cover your face with your sleeves." Li Dongsheng chased him to the door and whispered.
"Hello, boss!" I said hello to Li Dongsheng. This boss rarely comes to the inn on weekdays, or in other words, I had already left when he came, so I didn't talk to him.
"Oh, Li...Jianghu!" He hesitated for a moment, then called out my name: "How are you today? Are the bean curds sold out?"
I smiled: "There is still a small half bucket."
"Then... bring me a bowl of bean curd too."
"Hey, okay."
"I often hear Uncle Fu talking about you. I recently lived with Xian'er in the Mu Mansion. I came to the store to have a look when I had time. Every time I came, you were not there. Xian'er also mentioned you and said that the bean curd you made was good.
Eat, you can finally have a full meal today."
"Here, boss, please." I filled a bowl of bean curd and brought it to the table where Xiao Mu was sitting.
Li Dongsheng sat down and touched his money bag: "Two cents a bowl?"
"Yes." I replied. When I saw him taking out the money, I quickly waved my hand: "No, boss, that's no need. This bowl is my treat. You can enjoy it as long as you enjoy it."
"How can that be done? Am I the kind of person who doesn't pay for meals?" Li Dongsheng said, slapping two coins on the table, and suddenly asked: "Did Mu You just run away without paying?"
"Mu...oh, Brother Mu..."
After he said this, it was true. This Xiao Mu, I spent a copper coin to see him, but he played a lot of tricks on me. Not only did he not give me any advice, he even ate a bowl of bean curd from me for nothing!
"Here, this is his, I paid for it." Li Dongsheng placed two more coins and sighed toward the door: "If he eats your tofu and has no money to pay, he will keep the account for me."
I accepted the four coins and said, "Thank you, boss."
"Well, come on, can you help me see how this calligraphy goes?" Li Dongsheng clicked on the scroll on the corner of the table.
I smiled and took a few steps back: "This... haha, how do I understand?"
"Look! Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu, come on, come and have a look too!" Li Dongsheng took a few more mouthfuls of bean curd: "Well, your tofu curd is really not bad."
Uncle Fu put down his abacus, walked over slowly, glanced at me, frowned and unfolded the scroll: "Well, the owner's calligraphy is really good, haha, good, great! Is this one for sale too?
?”
"Well, let's sell it. Li Jianghu, what do you think?"
The corner of my mouth raised slightly: "Quietness and Zhiyuan! Okay, well written!"
Li Dongsheng quickly swallowed the last two mouthfuls of bean curd, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Then let's sell it for one tael of silver! Uncle Fu, I'll leave it to you! I'll get it from you later.
Yin Zi, I’m going back first! I’m afraid Xian’er will come home and look for me again.”
"Hey." Uncle Fu smiled bitterly and hung up the painting.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
Uncle Fu tilted his head and looked at the writing on the wall: "How about you buy it?"
"Me?" I was shocked: "Why should I buy this?"
Fu Bo sighed heavily: "Then who will I sell it to today?"
I finally understood what he meant, covered my mouth and said with a smile: "Is the word "Dong" so unpopular?" This chapter has been completed!