Chapter 253 Roast Chicken

There was silence in the room for a long time, and Long Muchuan changed another candle.

"Why aren't you afraid at all?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"I'm not afraid of you, I'm afraid of other people."

"Who are the others?"

"There is no room for my people."

Long Muchuan pulled the leg of the roasted chicken and handed it to Chen Shiyi's mouth.

"Want to eat?"

Chen Shiyi took a bite and found the chicken tender and juicy. The chicken was roasted well, but a little cold.

"Where did you buy it? I'll buy it from there next time. It tastes pretty good."

"I bought it from a blind old man on Minghua Street in the western suburbs. He was selling it when I was a kid, and he's still selling it after all these years. The taste is still the same, but my mood is different, so the feeling when I eat it is different."

"I'm the same. I used to dream of just having a full meal, but now I'm very picky. I always think this one tastes bland, and that one is too spicy."

Long Muchuan raised his eyes and asked.

"So, because of this, those people can't tolerate you?"

Chen Shiyi nodded.

"Maybe. Those who eat well will despise those who eat poorly, and those who look good will despise those who look ugly. A frog among a group of swans will be mistaken for a toad. So no matter how hard I struggle and change, it can't offset the fact that I was born from the belly of a poor peasant."

Long Muchuan nodded solemnly.

“So, we should be close friends.”

Chen Shiyi smiled calmly.

"There are so many soldiers outside. Are they here to look for you?"

"Um."

"Then why are you still in Kyoto? Why don't you escape as soon as possible?"

"What are you running away from?"

"You don't want to escape, so you're going to die like this? That's not like you normally."

Long Muchuan nodded.

"I wanted to take advantage of the slackness in the palace to ask him if he was not afraid of ghosts when he was asleep in the middle of the night."

"He is a ghost, how can he be afraid?"

Long Muchuan chuckled twice.

"That's fine. I want to go see what a ghost looks like."

"Then can you send me out? My husband will be worried if he sees me not coming back for a long time."

Long Muchuan nodded in agreement.

"I'll take you to the old man who sells roast chickens and buy you two more to take back. Later,"

He looked at Chen Shiyi deeply.

"In the future, you may not be able to eat it."

Chen Shiyi's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Ask clearly, ask thoroughly, it's all right. Death doesn't necessarily mean physical death. When thoughts are gone, that's also death. In this world from now on, there will only be a body, no soul, no delusions, no attachments. You can stay dead for a lifetime."

Long Muchuan patted her head.

"You are still the same as before, you haven't changed at all."

He actually took Chen Shiyi to the stall of the blind old man who sold barbecued chicken.

The moon was high in the sky, and he was still selling roast chicken?

How poor is this old man's business that he is so hardworking?

Long Muchuan bought two for himself, rolled them on the ground, and stuffed them in his arms.

When he left, he just waved his sleeves at her, and a wisp of green smoke left his dark sleeves, as if it would dissipate at any time.

He is heading towards his destination.

Chen Shiyi was completely immersed in the aroma of roast chicken on Minghua Street in the western suburbs. All he saw was a sea of ​​fireworks in the world, carrying the most simple richness, nourishing people's hearts.

She suddenly realized that she had nothing, a dagger, poison, a steel needle...

They were all collected by the curious boy Long Muchuan.

Now, all she had were two roast chickens in her hands.

On the opposite side, a row of people, with steel knives flashing, looked even more eerie and strange in the moonlight.

She didn't understand why so many people wanted to kill her. Who was she blocking?

She is average looking, but not disgustingly ugly. Is it really that hard to stand her?

Do you have to put her to death?

Chen Shiyi now has only one thought.

run!

The wind whistled in my ears, and behind me I could hear extremely fast and light footsteps. Next to me I could hear the tiles on the roof breaking under footsteps.

Her chest ached from running so much that she could hardly breathe, but she still did not dare to stop, for she was afraid that if she was a step slower, she would become someone else's dead soul.

Suddenly, a large number of arrows flew towards her from the front. One of them brushed past the hair by her ear and pierced into the person behind her. A thin line of blood spurted out, soaking her thin clothes, warm and smelly.

She stood there in a daze, not moving.

Another group of people surrounded her and fought with the people who had chased her before.

On the opposite side, two fast horses were galloping towards her at full speed.

Against the light, one could only see his fluttering clothes, his strong figure, and a layer of light covering his body.

When she got closer, she could see clearly that it was Wen Zhiheng.

He sat on his horse, holding a bow and arrow in his hands, with his eyes lowered, just looking at himself quietly.

The horse circled around her before Wen Zhiheng dismounted.

He stood in front of him, his eyes sparkling with stars, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, then straightened in an instant.

He seemed to want to say something to himself, but didn't know what.

In the end, he just sighed softly.

"Eleven, there's always tension between us, and we've never said goodbye properly."

Chen Shiyi's eyes flickered slightly, and he just looked at him quietly.

Pei Luoshu's anxious voice came from behind.

"Eleven, are you okay?"

He hurriedly walked up to Chen Shiyi and looked at her carefully.

Wen Zhiheng said calmly.

"You must keep your people under control and don't let her suffer any injustice."

Pei Luoshu stopped listening and bowed to Wen Zhiheng.

"I will definitely not let her suffer any injustice."

Wen Zhiheng nodded, looked at Chen Shiyi deeply, stepped on the stirrup to mount the horse, took the reins, and rode away with Qingsong without looking back.

The streets were silent late at night, and the clear sound of the carriage rolling on the bluestone slabs broke the solitude of the night.

Pei Luoshu hugged Chen Shiyi and let her lean on his shoulder, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

Chen Shiyi didn't understand what was wrong with him. Usually, he loved to play by himself and it was rare to see him silent.

"A Luo, I..."

"I know, don't let it get to you."

Pei Luoshu hugged her with his arms and pecked her face lightly with his thin lips.

"Go back and have a good sleep. Are you hungry?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head, picked up the cold roast chicken in his hand, and blinked.

"Ah Luo, do you want to eat?"

Pei Luoshu smiled.

"How did you find time to buy this?"

"Uncle Nine bought it for me."

Pei Luo smiled faintly.

"He tied you up, but he still wanted to treat you to roast chicken."

"He said the roast chicken here is the best. Once I get used to it, I can come here often to buy it."

"Reheat it up when you get home. Food that is too greasy doesn't taste good when it's cold."

Bai Ling's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. She kept wiping her tears while forcing herself to smile and heating up the roast chicken for herself.

"I wonder if my brother-in-law will eat it?"

After hearing Bailing's words, Chen Shiyi looked gloomy and looked towards the brightly lit study.

There, the quarrels never cease!