After seeing a doctor and getting medicine and buying old clothes, Zhang Ning went to find an inn with Luo Yaoniang on his back. There were not only inns in the market, but the business was also good. On the post road from Nanjing to Beijing, the two post cities were hundreds of miles apart.
, there are many merchants and tourists coming and going, and most people cannot travel non-stop day and night like messengers. Spending the night in an inn in this kind of market can both rest and be safe, so Longjing City is dusty and messy, but the market is prosperous. In fact, there are black shops on the post road.
There are very few, especially in Taiping areas with developed agriculture like Jiangsu, where illegal shops have long been destroyed by officers and soldiers. Unless it is a sparsely populated mountainous area or desert Gobi wilderness, if there is an unexpected inn, even a fool will know that it is not safe.
Then Zhang Ning left the stagecoach, rewarded the waiter with copper coins, and asked him to quickly brew the medicine. He also asked for some dry rice paper and a basin of hot water.
Zhang Ning bolted the door and saw Luo Yaoniang on the bed with her eyes closed, so he started to take off her wet clothes. He didn't care about the defense of men and women. His life was about to be over. Why did he let her wrap up in wet clothes?
When he opened his belt and was about to lift his clothes, Luo Yaoniang suddenly grabbed his hand. He stopped and asked, "Can you change your clothes by yourself?"
Luo Yaoniang opened her mouth, and Zhang Ning hurriedly listened to her and heard her say: "You pay a woman to take care of me, and then leave quickly."
Zhang Ning was silent for a while without saying anything. What she said was reasonable. It would be much better to go to the market now than to leave her on the side of the road. But this is not necessarily safer. People in such a strange place have no friendship at all.
, will she take the money and not work and run away? On the other hand, Zhou Ne's people are very likely to kill her. Zhang Ning doesn't believe that human life is at stake. Dealing with a seriously ill person can easily lead to "death of a sudden illness", especially
She was a person who died in a foreign country; if Luo Yaoniang was left behind by Zhang Ning and died, she was the daughter of Yang Shiqi, a bureaucrat in the East Palace, how could he get around in the future?
What made him unable to make up his mind to leave the most was that he suddenly remembered the drowning of his sister in his previous life.
Am I really a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? I would rather watch the people around me die than dare to jump into the "water"? Do I want the tragedy to happen again? Can I only pretend to regret?!
Isn't it just a life? It's earned anyway.
Anger and determination appeared in Zhang Ning's eyes. He took a deep breath and said unhurriedly: "If we want to go, let's go together. If we want to drown, we will drown together."
Luo Yaoniang looked at his face blankly, then turned her head away after a moment, but held Zhang Ning's hand tightly. Zhang Ning asked again: "Can you change clothes by yourself?" She shook her head. Zhang Ning then used a
He opened her coat with his hand, and there was a red silk bellyband inside. She didn't have underwear when she changed clothes in Guanglingyi that day. She had been wearing her own wet clothes. She might have dried them out after a day and night on the road. It rained again last night.
So now she was still wet. At this time, she had already ejaculated when her coat was untied. Zhang Ning then took off her bellyband, and a pair of white plump and soft breasts came into view, because Luo Yaoniang was lying on her back.
Then they spread out naturally on the chest. They are quite large in size, but the two red beans are not big, and the bright red color has not deepened at all, and the two circles of red around them are also shallow.
She said nothing, and Zhang Ning took off her pants again, revealing a pair of slender white legs. The contrast between the black legs was very conspicuous. Zhang Ning threw away the wet rice paper stained with blood, and wetted it with hot water with a towel.
She wiped her body, and when she wiped the area, she squeezed her legs together hard and her face turned red. Zhang Ning roughly broke them apart, then washed them with a towel dipped in water and finally wiped them dry.
After finishing his work, he took a new rice paper and put it on her, put on the old clothes he bought, and then pulled the quilt to cover her. The two of them were silent, one was lying down and the other was sitting. Zhang Ning was waiting for the waiter to bring medicine.
While thinking about the current situation, I asked the police officer in charge of public security in the market for help, saying that someone wanted to kill me and quickly mobilize the army to protect me? This is complete nonsense. The person in charge of the market is not the administrative yamen but the military and horse department. Don't say that you are the head of the Ministry of Etiquette.
...'s entourage, even if the head of the Ministry of Rites goes there in person, he won't buy it. The Ministry of Rites has no control over the local military department. You have no right to mobilize them. They have no other choice but to find excuses. If Zhang Ning goes there like this, then
It was a piece of paper stamped by Yu Qian, and no one actually chased it with a knife, so it was probably just shot away.
After a while, the waiter from the store brought the medicine, and Zhang Ning gave him a bunch of copper coins: "Help me buy some fruits, and the rest of the money is yours. I will also send you some light rice porridge, pickles, etc., and put it in the house payment account."
The waiter in the shop left in a hurry. He was lucky today and got a lot of tips.
Zhang Ning thought about taking Luo Yaoniang to find a farmer's house in the countryside to hide, but soon felt that it was useless. If Zhou Ne's people found clues in this market but failed to find anyone, they would definitely search the surrounding area and hide.
Not hiding is a matter of sooner or later. The only possibility of luck is that after all, the road between the two capitals is more than two thousand miles long, and those who are looking for a needle in a haystack to pursue and intercept may not be able to find clues.
After thinking about it, he decided not to go anywhere and tried his best to erase any traces of his whereabouts. He gave Luo Yaoniang a drink of medicine, then changed into old clothes and hid the messenger's outfit. After going out for a while, he bought some.
Using a kitchen knife, I figured out that the two horses were stagecoach horses. The marks on the horses were a clue, but if they were difficult to handle and killed, the horse corpses would attract attention.
So he returned to the inn, fed Luo Yaoniang some porridge, ate a hot meal himself, and stayed in the guest room with her.
As the saying goes, "A lazy person panics when he is hungry." Zhang Ning felt sleepy after eating a full meal. He didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights, and he wanted to sleep even with the knife on his neck. But he was afraid that he would not be able to wake up after falling asleep, so he took
The kitchen knife danced around the room a few times. Luo Yaoniang turned her head and looked at him like this, and couldn't help but smile. Zhang Ning's gesture of showing knife skills was indeed very awkward, and what he was holding was... a knife.
A kitchen knife!
He was dizzy and really wanted to sleep. Zhang Ning stood there like a chicken for a while, then he held a kitchen knife in one hand and put it on his waist, took a step in the middle of the room, calmed down and closed his eyes. In his mind
Thinking of the ferocity of the tiger's teeth and claws, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the door with as much murderous eyes as he could, swung the kitchen knife, took a step forward and slashed into the air!
"Ha... cough cough cough..." Luo Yaoniang had already laughed out loud. She coughed while laughing, causing the quilt to rise and fall due to the cough, "You... cough cough... what are you doing?"
Zhang Ning said seriously: "Ride alone for thousands of miles, kill one person in ten steps! Don't laugh, I can't let out my murderous intention. Martial arts is a small way, murderous intention is the kingly way... If you have an AK 47, it will be the king among kings."
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"Ping An, come here." Luo Yaoniang's voice was very low, but with the windows closed and the noise outside was not loud, her voice could be heard clearly. Zhang Ning walked over, put the kitchen knife at the foot of the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed
Come up. Luo Yaoniang said again: "Come up, hug me." Zhang Ning was stunned, took off his shoes, climbed up and lifted the quilt to hug her. The woman's body was soft and comfortable to hold.
He hugged her politely for a while, but couldn't help but put her hand in her clothes and held the soft ball with her palm. Luo Yaoniang didn't express any objection and let him do whatever he wanted. Zhang Ning remembered that from then on
The night she got off the boat, she accidentally grabbed her breasts and was slapped when she got ashore. But after only two days and two nights, she could play with her breasts at will. The world is full of all kinds of variables.
Luo Yaoniang whispered again: "Just do whatever you want..."
Zhang Ning suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and thought to himself: What can I do? Your cycle has come at the right time. Besides, you are too sick to walk, so what can I do? He thought about what else he could take advantage of.
He moved his mouth towards her lips. Luo Yaoniang closed her eyes, licked her dry lips and moistened them with saliva, but her lips were still white. Zhang Ning didn't care much, so she kissed her and used her
He opened her teeth with his tongue, put one hand on her breast, and kissed her for a while... The touch was okay, but the feeling on the mouth was not so good, and the mouth was full of medicinal taste.
He let go of Luo Yaoniang's mouth, lay next to her, and slowly tasted her body with his hands. The bed was very warm, and Luo Yaoniang's body was beautiful. He almost forgot about the crisis, as if his whole body was soaked in warm water.
, relaxed fatigue, whole body warmth...
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Zhang Ning felt someone pinching him and suddenly woke up. His mind went blank. Gradually, a large amount of information came in, and finally he realized where he was. Why did he fall asleep "just now"?
He sat up suddenly and suddenly found that there were several more "guests" in the room. The surrounding light was hazy, and the hazy light was emitted by a candle. It was already night!
"Don't be impatient, Mr. Ping An." A charming voice came from the middle of the room. Just from the sound of the voice, it sounded like she was not a good housewife. She sounded like a fairy. Zhang Ning took a look and saw someone standing in the room.
Three people, all women, are wearing blue plate-collared clothes. This kind of clothes is a large robe, which is not very convenient for movement compared with wearing trousers. It seems that they are very confident. The face of the one speaking in the middle is covered.
One layer of gauze, but the other two have none.
It's over! Zhang Ning suddenly knew it in his heart, because sleeping on his own made the process easier, but the result should be the same whether he slept or not.
The woman in gauze looked at Zhang Ning with a smile, and threw away the fan in her hand with a "ding" sound. The metal frame of the fan was made of iron. I am afraid it was the weapon she used. As soon as the fan opened,
The whole fan is painted with peach blossoms.
Waiting for death? Zhang Ning's mind became much more flexible after a good sleep. He glanced at the kitchen knife at the foot of the bed, which was still there. He closed his eyes gently, imagining the ferocity of the tiger's teeth and claws, and gritted his teeth.
, suddenly opened his murderous eyes, jumped out of bed, bent down, picked up the kitchen knife, rushed towards the man in the middle, and slashed him head-on. With a "click", the girl lightly used her fan to cut the knife.
On the wooden handle of the kitchen knife, he then smiled and pushed his chest against Zhang Ning's body, softly lifting him away. The movements were simple but the body movements were very fast.
"No! Mr. Ping An is a good scholar, and he has red lips and white teeth. Why do you imitate others in fighting and killing? I came here to see you just to see what you look like." The man wearing a gauze scarf said
The girls said with a smile.
The strength of the two sides is not on the same level... Zhang Ning once again affirmed that he was dead, and there was not even any room for resistance. He did not wear shoes, and the coldness of the floor penetrated through the soles of his feet into his heart. A kind of fear filled his heart, and his mind
The light at the time of death appeared in it, as well as the panic that gradually dispersed like dust.
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