Full-time protagonist information entry [Quick Pass]

Although the noon sun was a bit harsh, there were one or two scattered guests in the lobby on the first floor of Fuxiang Inn who were burying their heads in tea and eating pork heads and steamed buns.This was extremely rare when the inn's business was sluggish before.

Lin Er found that it was not all a bad thing for the little beggar to live here. The shopkeeper, who used to get up at noon before, not only got up early every day, but even coaxed the owner of the only butcher shop in the county to close his shop and work as a cook in the inn.Moreover, the new cook not only knows how to make bacon, but also steamed white flour steamed buns that are so sweet and soft, and the business of the inn is also good.Although a bit busy, but a lot of money.So now no matter how he looks at shopkeeper Lin, he finds it very pleasing to the eye.It's just that the little beggar who got up early and practiced the sword was fine and always stared at the shopkeeper with a pair of dead fish eyes, as if he could see a flower, which was very annoying.

Lin Er raised his eyes and saw that the little beggar started staring at his shopkeeper again and again, so he couldn't help snorting.Don't they all have two eyes, one nose and one mouth, what's so good about it.

Shopkeeper Lin, who was doing the accounting, felt that someone was staring at him, and subconsciously raised his head to meet Mu Yuan's eyes. He was slightly dazed, and then showed a standard kind smile.As a result, Lin Er snorted heavily beside him, rubbed his nose helplessly, and lowered his head to continue looking at the account book.Lin Er's temper has been on the rise recently, but there's nothing he can do about it, he can't talk and scold him, if he scolds Lin Er away, where can he find a Xiao Er with such a bright voice.

In the more than a month that Mu Yuan lived, the progress bar of his own plot has reached about 40.00%.Lin Xiwu even got a good idea of ​​Mu Yuan's character, that is, a hypocritical child who keeps all uncomfortable things to himself.

Well, in fact, I can't tell myself and Lin Er about these things.Just looking at the gold characters that flashed from time to time at that time, one can guess that Mu Yuan's father probably failed in the rebellion and was wiped out.

But Mu Yuan found this inn very suspicious, the innkeeper was not as handsome as the innkeeper, and the waiter's temper was not like that of an ordinary waiter, it was really strange.

Especially the shopkeeper of the inn, who was obviously greedy for money and afraid of death, but he only stayed for a month, and the shopkeeper started to tease him, but it was still in front of outsiders.After all, it was hard for Mu Yuan to refuse to say that he was the shopkeeper's nephew.When no one came to settle accounts with the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper pretended not to understand anything, it's really hateful!

I remember that waiter waiter said the shopkeeper's name, it seems to be Lin...Fugui?

Tsk, it's a good name. A fox with reddish-brown fur that my father caught for himself when he hunted before was supposed to be named Fugui, but the man in the palace begged him to make him a fox fur.

After making a note, Lin Xiwu stretched lazily, and with a glance, he saw a row of gold characters hanging above the head of Mu Yuan who was leaning against the wall in a daze, "If my father hadn't made a living for him, he wouldn't have...".

Lin Xiwu was very unconscionable and calculated in his heart how much silver he could exchange if these words were real gold.

Seeing that Mu Yuan's expression was getting more and more lonely, he thought about it and felt that he had to fulfill the duties of a guardian to some extent.

Lin Xiwu bent down and took out a piece of broken silver from the empty wine jar under the counter, and picked up a bamboo bone fan from the jade stand where the folding fan was placed. On one side of the plain fan was written the word Xiaoyao, and on the other side Life.Paired with a gray shirt that has already turned white after being washed many times, it loses the temperament of the former son of a son, and instead feels like a poor scholar.

Lin Er, who was greeting the guests, let out a heavy 'hum' when he saw this.Others don't understand Shopkeeper Lin, how can he not understand?This is obviously going to bargain with the snack seller to buy some cheap food.

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Er's heavy nasal voice fell, shopkeeper Lin shook his fan twice, and only said, "Lin Er, guard the store first, and I'll go out for a walk." out of the inn.

Fortunately, the shop selling snacks is not far from the inn, otherwise he would have to be roasted.Although the sun was very strong, it couldn't affect Lin Xiwu's good mood of making a successful bid. Under the sun, holding fresh candied fruit and dried nuts, shopkeeper Lin returned to the inn humming a little tune.

Walking halfway, I saw two people wearing black clothes on a hot day not far away, leading a horse and asking passers-by. He vaguely heard the word "inn", thinking of Mu Yuan in the inn, Lin Xiwu's right eyelid twitched and told him that something was wrong!Quickly carrying the snacks, he ran back all the way.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the inn, he heard the sound of horseshoes approaching from behind. The guest officials who had eaten before were gone in the inn, and even Lin Er and Mu Yuan were gone.Lin Xiwu yelled a little anxiously, and was relieved to hear Lin Er's voice responding. He put the things on the counter, and the voice seemed to come from the backyard.

"The shopkeeper?" "Excuse me, is the shopkeeper there?"

Lin Er's voice and an unfamiliar voice sounded one after the other.

Lin Xiwu's little heart that had been reset was suspended again, his neck was stiff and he turned his head to look at Lin Er first.I saw Mu Yuan, who was short, squinted his eyes half-closed, standing upright behind Lin Er, and if he was afraid of anything, Lin Xiwu only felt that he was choking in his throat, swallowing it, and either spit it out or spit it out. Let him finish the plot peacefully?

A sudden scuffle began, one against two, Mu Yuan, whose fighting strength was not proportional to his age, against two blacks.Lin Xiwu and Lin Er huddled around and watched, and finished the snacks they just bought by the way.

Well, our side Mu Yuan beheaded the enemy Erhei and won the victory.

Just now, many people have seen these two hot-weather men in black and inquired about the inn.If someone sees this legendary murder scene, it will probably spread throughout Fuxiang County after a while...

'Shock!The ten-year-old boy at the Fuxiang Inn was so cruel that he single-handedly killed two men in black who came to stay at the inn. '

or something more serious...

"The Fuxiang Inn is a black-hearted shop, which specializes in murdering guest officials who live in the hotel. That meat..."

Thinking of the rumors that might spread, Lin Xiwu couldn't help laughing at the two dead bodies on the ground.

Mu Yuan, who was wiping the blood splashed on his body with a cloth towel, and Lin Er, who was staring at the dead man in a daze, both looked at shopkeeper Lin when they heard the voice.But when he saw Shopkeeper Lin, whose face was pale, with a thin layer of sweat on the tip of his nose, whether it was from shock or heat, he thought it was an auditory hallucination.

After Mu Yuan and Lin Er turned around, Lin Xiwu secretly wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, almost destroying the persona he had worked so hard to maintain.

Lin Xiwu seriously thought about what to do next, probably because he was acting as a small character and because of Mu Yuan's lack of experience, the information given by the editor of Tiandao didn't give too many hints about the next specific direction, and he could only rely on him Fumbled in the general direction of feeling.

The death of the two men in black is a done deal. What needs to be considered now is that if the government comes to investigate, then Mu Yuan, who has no family registration and has not reported to the county, will definitely reveal his secrets, and he can't fake it temporarily.

The inn is now full of broken stools and broken tables, Lin Xiwu asked feebly: "Uncle Li is still in the backyard kitchen?"

The sound of fighting is so loud that it must be clearly heard in the backyard only separated by the Taoist gate.

After wiping the blood on his body with a cloth towel, Mu Yuan sat aside to wipe off the blood on the bamboo sword, and replied without raising his head, "Uncle Li has something to do at home. He went out as soon as you left and hasn't come back yet."

The bamboo sword is the crutch that Wang Gonggong took when he came. I remember that Wang Gonggong took it away when he left to lead the pursuers, and then somehow returned to Mu Yuan's hand.

Lin Er asked Lin Xiwu listlessly: "Shopkeeper, are we going to be arrested and eat bad food in prison?"

Lin Xiwu shook his head and looked at Mu Yuan, feeling a little uncertain.Suddenly he saw the dried mugwort leaves in the empty wine jar by the threshold, and with a flash of inspiration, he walked quickly to the counter and took out a small bag of money, carefully divided it into four unequal parts, and put one part back into the small bag .

"Second, you take these, send the ones in this bag to Uncle Li, and say that we will go back to our hometown to escape the summer heat. The rest will go to buy a carriage and park at the small gate in the backyard." Lin Xiwu handed the two shares of money to Li Er, Then he said to Mu Yuan, "Xiao Yuan, pack up your things and we'll set off later."

Lin Er nodded in bewilderment and went out.

Although shopkeeper Lin often called him that, it still felt awkward to hear it again, but the trouble was caused by him, and Mu Yuan also knew that now was not the time to care about these things.

Lin Xiwu closed the door of the inn first, went back to his room and put on a worn outer shirt, then simply took two clothes and unused insect repellent, and then went into Lin Er's room to pack for Lin Er A few changes of laundry.Put the packed bundle on the counter, and then use this thin body to drag one of the men in black to the backyard. The body of the man who had just died was warm.

When he returned to the living room, he found that Mu Yuan was dragging another man in black to the backyard with a serious expression.Usually, because of Mu Yuan's tone and expression, he always has the feeling that he is the same age when getting along with him, but now seeing Mu Yuan dragging around by himself, he feels like, ah, he is still a child .

Lin Xiwu hurriedly went to pick up the dead body, forced a smile under such circumstances and said: "Some things are done by adults, Xiao Yuan can help you get the money, it's in the wine jar under the counter."

Just when Lin Xiwu and Mu Yuan were about to tidy up, they heard a knock on the backyard door, and it was Lin Er who came in a carriage.

Then the three of them put the two dead bodies into the carriage when no one was around, covered them with old quilts, and transported them to the mass grave for burial in the dusk.

Lin Er wiped the sweat off his face, glanced at the silent little Mu Yuan who was holding the bamboo sword, and said to Lin Xiwu, "Shopkeeper, what should we do?"

What else can I do, take one step at a time.I thought so in my heart, but I couldn't say it like that.Lin Xiwu replied in a low voice: "Let's go to the green hills to hide first, and wait for two days before coming down to find out the news."