When Shi Yu woke up, he heard no other breathing sounds in the room except his own.
After lighting the oil lamp, he found that not only was He Weiyou's bed empty, but even the waiter who had been tied up with straw in the corner last night was missing.
The person who brought the hot water this time was not the pickpocket from yesterday, but another unknown errand boy. When he opened the door and asked, he realized that it was already past noon.
In other words, he slept for almost twelve hours.
The front hall was crowded at this time. The boy had work to do, so he went to the back hall with his shoulder pole, running back and forth between the tables and seats and the guest rooms and storage rooms, so busy that he had no time to rest.
Shi Yu left the cellar and walked upstairs. Considering the experience of being chased by the guards in the palace last night, he put on his hood. As a result, just as he stopped in front of the counter, he saw the shopkeeper in front of him jump up from his chair.
He looked at the other person: "Mr. Shopkeeper."
The shopkeeper looked at the counter exit blocked by him and said in a cold sweat: "Don't come over!"
Shi Yu: “?”
The shopkeeper realized that he had overreacted, and tried to slow down his voice, asking, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Not bad." Shi Yu said, "The waiter who led the way yesterday..."
"I have already removed him from the list." The shopkeeper continued, "He did something wrong, so he must pay the price. To compensate for your losses, you will receive free meals and hot water during your stay. How do you think this will work?"
Shi Yu blinked: "He Weiyou..."
"He said he had to go out early this morning and asked me to let you know." The shopkeeper's tongue was almost tied as he answered, but he still smiled at the end, "He said he would be back at noon."
Shi Yu: “Oh.”
The shopkeeper asked, "There is an empty table on the second floor. Would you like to go up and eat now?"
"Um."
The shopkeeper turned around and shouted, "Tiezhu! Come here and take this guest to the second floor!"
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When He Weiyou returned to the inn, he saw this scene: "Did the innkeeper ask you if you wanted lamp oil?"
Shi Yu sat by the window: "No."
He Weiyou stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, scooped up some mutton soup, drank a mouthful of soup and took a bite of the steamed bun, and said vaguely: "That's enough."
Shi Yu put down his chopsticks: "Did you do anything to the shopkeeper?"
He Weiyou took another sip of soup and took a bite of the steamed bun: "What can I do? I didn't do anything."
Shi Yu was silent.
"Don't disbelieve me." He Weiyou swallowed what he had in his mouth. "Didn't the waiter sneak into our room last night and try to steal lamp oil? I don't believe this is the first time it's happened. How could he, as the boss, not know that there's a pickpocket among his employees? I actually wanted to settle the score with him, so I got up early today and went to the front desk to find him."
Shi Yu was listening quietly, but the narration was interrupted at the most crucial moment. After waiting for a long time, he saw the other party pick up chopsticks and finish half a plate of beef, half a plate of chicken, and half a plate of tofu. He ate the steamed bun in his hand and even held a Ruyi flower roll in his mouth. Then he continued, "It just so happened that he was already sitting at the front desk at that time."
“…”
He Weiyou ate another steamed bun and said, "Then he stuck to the wall."
“…”
Anyone with a more impatient personality would have slapped He Wei against the wall upon hearing this.
Shi Yu thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out the cause and effect connection between his two sentences: "Why did he hit his head against the wall?"
He Weiyou gulped down a bowl of mutton soup, thought about the wording, and changed his words: "Didn't a Chongming bird come into our room last night?"
Shi Yu nodded.
He Weiyou said: "The blood from the bird dripped onto my face."
Shi Yu probably guessed what the ending would be.
"I didn't dare to move at night, and I was so busy dealing with the thief that I forgot about it. So when the shopkeeper saw me, my face was covered in blood."
To say it was covered in blood is an understatement.
The shopkeeper was still in the early morning and was busy processing yesterday's revenue. However, the knocking sound on the table brought him back to reality. The candle of the only lit oil lamp was almost extinguished by the wind. The darkness swayed like a ghost. The waiter who was tied up half to death rolled under his eyes like a lifeless corpse. He looked up and saw a hideous and bloody face. The bloody fingernails had touched his neck.
The shopkeeper felt as if his bones had been pulled out, and when he fell down, his head hit the wall and stars appeared in his eyes.
He Weiyou omitted the following process and directly stated the result: "Then he said that the waiter's problem was due to his poor discipline and wanted to waive the bill for us."
Shi Yu was a little confused: "The shopkeeper has received so many people, but he is still so timid?"
He Weiyou threw a tiger skin peanut into his mouth: "Maybe he is born with the courage of a rat."
【Grass. 】
[Shopkeeper:?]
[If I hadn't witnessed the whole thing, I would have believed you. ]
[He Dazui, you are worthy of it. 】
He Weiyou did not continue the topic, and continued: "There is now a wanted poster for the assassin posted at the gate of the capital. I secretly went over to take a look. The portrait was obviously drawn based on your and my characteristics. Although it is not as realistic as a photo, you can definitely recognize us if you really compare it with it."
Shi Yu held the teacup and looked at the tea leaves inside.
He Weiyou said, "Now I finally understand why the assassins in those costume dramas always wear black and wear masks - because you can't see their faces. If they take off their masks and escape, who would recognize them? Now the soldiers outside are looking for us all over the street with our portraits. Even the dogs in every household have to be brought out to line up for comparison. I thought the cellar environment was too bad last night, but now I think it's a good thing. As long as the shopkeeper doesn't tell me, who can guess where we are hiding? The shopkeeper said he wanted to change our room this morning, but I refused..."
There was suddenly a noise outside the window.
He Wei had a peanut stuck in his throat and he had to cough for a long time before it came out.
A group of soldiers rushed into the street and shouted: "The court is doing business. All shops are closed immediately. From now on, no one is allowed to enter or leave. Anyone who violates the rules will be arrested!"
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Shi Yu sat on the straw bed, watching He Weiyou perform an underground fashion show: "What are you doing?"
"Change clothes."
According to He Weiyou, those officers and soldiers were not blind. Since they had made up their minds to search the entire capital for them, the teams that came out to search would at least bring along the witnesses who saw their appearance last night. Simply relying on hiding to avoid danger was too passive, and it was too unreliable to expect the shopkeeper not to expose them. It would be better to solve the problem from the root.
Shi Yu looked at his red and green outfit.
"You don't understand." He Wei has his own reasoning. "Without disguise props, no matter how much makeup you put on your face, your facial features cannot be changed. But when those guards saw me last night, I was wearing a chicken farmer's linen clothes. This gave them an initial impression and made them label me as plain and simple. If I want to escape their suspicion, I must fundamentally make their impression of me when they see me again completely different from their initial impression. The more gorgeously I dress, the less likely they will subconsciously associate the current me with the me last night, and it will be much easier to tamper with my face."
Shi Yu paused while weaving the straw and thought for a while. Unable to figure out what was wrong with this logic, he nodded and continued weaving the straw.
He Wei spent the whole morning doing something, not only getting a full set of clothes, but also a whole box of rouge. He put on his boots, put on a wig, and dressed himself up as a playboy, and finally turned to look at Shi Yu.
The little scarecrow in Shi Yu's hand gradually took shape as it folded. He inserted the tail end into the gap between the grass roots and looked up to see the other person with a worried look on his face: "What's wrong?"
"What are you going to do?"
"What to do?"
He Weiyou was worried: "What will you do if those soldiers really find out about this place?"
Shi Yu pointed at the bright red cape and repeated the theory he had just heard: "If you dress in a completely different way than you did last night, they will subconsciously not associate the two people now with the two people last night."
He Weiyou said: "You don't understand."
“…”
"My method only works for people whose clothes are more memorable than their faces." He Weiyou looked him up and down, "Your face is obviously more recognizable than your clothes."
Shi Yu felt that he had something else to say.
"If you want to dress up to avoid detection by the officers and soldiers," He Weiyou gave him sincere advice, "can you accept women's clothing?"
【puff】
【Hahahahahahaha!!!】
【Master Beauty: ……? ??? ??? 】
[He was just being hunted yesterday and he has to undergo sex change today???]
[You all just laughed, but I was the only one who remembered to light candles for Brother He in advance (candle JPG.)]
【（CandleJPG.）（CandleJPG.）（CandleJPG.）（CandleJPG.）】
The air was silent for a full half minute.
He Weiyou said the words to save his life in time under the other party's cold gaze: "I was kidding."
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First floor front yard.
When the officers and soldiers rushed in with the portraits, everyone at the table had already stood up as required and was waiting for one-on-one verification.
The leading officer walked to the front desk with the portrait and asked: "Have you seen these two people in the painting?"
The shopkeeper was stunned the first time he saw the portrait.
The image of the man in green robe throwing the tied-up waiter in front of him this morning flashed through his mind. He shook his hands as if throwing away some dirt, and looked down at him as if he was looking at a creeping dog: "Do you know him?"
He opened his mouth.
The other person pressed his bloody hand on his carotid artery: "The shopkeeper is from his own store. He asked him to lead the way. He should know him."
His throat rolled: "What do you want?"
"What are you talking about, boss?" The other person supported the counter with one hand and sat up, but the hand that was holding his breath did not move at all. "Did I ask you what you wanted?"
The shopkeeper did not dare to retreat. He could not see the condition of his neck, but he could clearly feel the coldness on his skin. The coldness could seep through his bones and blood all the way to his feet. "This sir..."
He surrendered and showed weakness first: "I failed to discipline him properly and didn't know how to judge people. I will punish him and make him pay the price. I will expel him forever... What do you think?"
"What are you talking about, boss?" The other person crossed his legs and tapped his shoulder with his other hand, again and again, in sync with the rhythm of his blood, speeding up a little bit, "Did I ask you anything?"
The shopkeeper could hear his own heartbeat, his fingers trembling as he tried to choose his words: "To compensate you, your food and lodging will be free during this period..."
Halfway through his words, the other person's hand moved to his chin.
The shopkeeper lost his voice and could clearly feel the sweat on his back as a result of the other party's action.
This is not a negotiation. The most basic point in negotiation is that both parties are equal.
This is a threat.
The other person's eyes gradually darkened, and the beast's fangs scraped against the fragile carotid artery. The world in front of the shopkeeper was suddenly turned upside down in that moment of cold tearing. The chaotic dizziness roared like a tsunami, but in his ears was a sharp and cold voice, whispering like a ghost: "Did I ask you anything?"
"No..." The shopkeeper heard himself speaking in a trembling voice, "I want to make it up to you." His knees made a loud thump as he knelt down. He fumbled around in the cabinet and finally touched the bottle. When he picked it up, his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold it. "Please forgive me..."
The other person sat on the counter and stared at him quietly. After a while, he suddenly laughed, as if he had discovered the truth that had accidentally been revealed. He restrained himself and put on his mask again: "What are you talking about, shopkeeper?"
The shopkeeper suddenly dodged the other person's outstretched hand, his pupils trembled, and he quickly lowered his head.
The other person helped him up and took the white porcelain bottle, saying in a sincere and innocent tone: "Of course I know you are sensible, but I just want to remind you that if you can't train your dog well, you should not let it out, otherwise the owner will be embarrassed in the end."
The manager nodded repeatedly.
The other person didn't let go of his arm, and said with a smile: "Embarrassment is only secondary. What if someone is bitten? If it's just me, it's fine. But if it's my eldest brother, his temper is even worse than mine. I'm doing this for your sake."
The shopkeeper almost felt that his shoulder blade would be broken by the other party's hands, and he pursed his lips tightly and dared not utter a sound.
The other person turned and left, stepping over the unconscious waiter on the ground. He suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back and said lightly, "We don't want anyone to disturb us while we're staying at the hotel. The manager should know what to do, right?"
Don't want anyone to disturb you.
Anyone.
The person in charge was only nodding at that time and had no time to think about it. It was not until now that he understood what the other party meant.
The emperor couldn't possibly care about the life of an ordinary person. He only cared about catching the assassin and didn't care about alerting the enemy. But as long as he didn't catch the criminal in the first place, he had no doubt that the other party would drag him to hell in a rage. The crime of deceiving the emperor was a matter of life and death. His back was almost soaked with cold sweat in an instant. He bit his lip at the first moment to prevent himself from shivering and making a sound.
The time for thinking was short. The officer holding the portrait looked stern and asked again: "Have you seen the person in the painting? If you have, then you have. If you haven't, then you haven't. Why do you need to think about it for so long?"
"I, I need to think about it... I should..." The manager had not yet figured out how to answer in his mind, when a long howl suddenly came from outside.
Everyone saw a huge fire suddenly lit up in the distance, instantly illuminating the entire sky as bright as day.
Everyone was in an uproar, and the officers and soldiers had no time to ask questions. The leader turned around and walked out of the encirclement, looking up in the direction of the light source.
Shi Yu stood at the exit of the cellar and saw the overwhelming shadows in the firelight at that moment.
【Fuck】
[Isn’t that what happened just now? ? ]
[It’s Chongming! I captured it! It’s the Chongming bird!!]
[So that Chongming just attacked another player? ? ]
[Why do Chongming birds come out during the day? Isn't revenge usually done at night when everyone is asleep? ? ]
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