The process of memory formation is very strange.
Sometimes you may have tea and drinks with people you don’t know very well seven or eight times, but you may not be able to recognize one or two of them on the street.
But if you have ever been chased by a complete stranger, you would recognize him even if he turned into ashes.
Even if it's pitch black and you're running around.
This is how Xiao Nanhui's memory was awakened.
When she was in Murhe, she and Shrike had once explored the Zou Mansion at night, but upon entering, they were pursued by the palace guards, and it took several twists and turns to escape. The leading guard was very dedicated and chased her through three or four gates and five or six courtyards.
At that time, she never imagined that more than a year later, she would meet him again in a dilapidated inn in Daxudu.
The big man dressed as a herdsman obviously didn't know where he had revealed his identity, and the others who were ambushing here with him had even less idea.
The reason they drew their swords was simply because the blue-clothed swordsman who was about to go upstairs drew his sword.
In reality, Ding Weixiang had only drawn his sword. If he had intended to attack, perhaps this confrontation wouldn't have happened.
He did not choose to take action immediately, probably because he had judged that there were no real masters among those gathered in the inn.
Thinking of this, Xiao Nanhui's body unconsciously relaxed.
She faced the big man directly and asked straight to the point.
"Are you from the Zou Mansion? Why are you here? Where are the others?"
The big man didn't expect that his secret would be exposed on the spot. His face showed one expression, but his words were completely different.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Xiao Nan smiled back.
It seems that the Zou family has committed many murders and robberies. The head of the guards has obviously hunted down countless people before and has long forgotten a "little thief" like her.
However, before she could take a step forward to introduce herself, the man who had been silent beside her spoke.
"Since we are entertaining guests, why hasn't the host shown up yet?"
Hmm? This didn't sound like something meant for these people. So someone had anticipated their arrival, even knowing this inn was someone's usual stop, and had taken possession of it, waiting for them to arrive.
The inn was quiet. A gust of wind blew through and overturned the broken door.
The door panel creaked and swayed on its fragile hinges, and a cold wind mixed with drizzle and dust rushed in, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.
But in this situation, who would dare to really close their eyes? So everyone had to try their best to keep their eyes open, fearing that if they blinked, they would lose the opportunity to strike first.
Of course, he was not among these people.
He stood with his back to the door the whole time, and after waiting for a while and seemingly getting no response, he pretended to step onto the first step leading to the second floor.
Just when he was about to take that step, there was a "bang" and the door of the familiar Room No. 1 was pushed open, and a pale-faced young man walked out.
The young man clearly resembled a Chizhou native, delicate yet with a hint of melancholy. His clothing was a strikingly bright and eerie sight. He wore a felt hat and long boots, his skirt adorned with colorful ribbons adorned with animal teeth. Around his waist was a snakeskin whip, the tip a deep crimson, radiating a venomous venom, a stark contrast to its owner's appearance and demeanor.
The young man looked down at the three uninvited guests in the inn, and after some thought and consideration, he finally set his eyes on Ding Weixiang who was holding a knife.
"Are you the person that grandma asked me to wait for... that extraordinary person?"
Xiao Nanhui slowly looked at Ding Weixiang. Ding Weixiang at this moment was indeed the most imposing among all the people present, and the knife in his hand was also the most eye-catching among all the swords present.
The poor guard who was pushed to the forefront of the storm slowly looked at his master, but unfortunately his master had no intention of speaking to clear up the misunderstanding, so he had to continue pretending.
"I wonder who the young master is waiting for?"
The young man pushed himself up with his hands and flipped down from the railing of the second floor. His pair of leather boots stepped on the table, making the wine pot and bowls and chopsticks make ping-pong sounds.
Xiao Nanhui raised an eyebrow.
What a shabby set of lightness skills.
"You ask me, so I have to answer you?"
Phew.
She couldn't help laughing out loud.
The young man who was being mocked instantly became furious.
"What's so funny?!"
Xiao Nanshou suppressed his smile, and his pretended serious expression made him look even more annoying.
"If you don't want to answer, then don't answer. Who cares to know?"
The man next to her had a calm expression, but the words he said only added fuel to the fire.
"Since you don't know who you're waiting for, why don't you think about it here and find somewhere else to stay."
After saying this, the three of them turned around in tacit understanding, ignoring the guests in the emperor's room and went straight out the door.
"How dare you! Where are you going before I finish my words..."
Hearing the sound of wind behind her, Xiao Nanhui subconsciously dodged to the side. A blood-red whip exploded like lightning beside her ear, less than an inch away from her face and less than half a foot away from the back of his neck.
At that moment, she noticed that the tip of the whip was not solid red, but was covered with many small, dense, strange characters, which looked like a connected piece from a distance.
She didn't know what was so strange about this weapon. She only thought that since she had thick skin and flesh, it might not hurt if it hit her, but if it hit that person...
This is what it means to take advantage of others.
Without waiting for Ding Weixiang to make a move, she had already grabbed the whip tip and with another push, the young man was pulled closer.
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