Wei Shu

Chapter 220 Night Market
Laughter and chatter, fragrant cars and BMWs, it is already late at night, but the bustle of the city seems to have just begun.

Among the crowds of people, Wei Shu is dressed in blue with sword sleeves and her hair tied to cover her temples. She is dressed like the most common prodigal in the capital. She even painted some charcoal on her face to cover up the scar on her forehead. She is on the bridge Take a stroll.

She wasn't empty-handed, she was holding a small basket woven with silk, which was filled with snacks like sliced ​​apricots, prunes, goldensage plums, and pickled Westweed mustard seeds, and picked up a grain from time to time Come and throw it in your mouth, it looks very leisurely.

She has been shopping in the night market twice.

From the food stalls in "Nanli Xu of Longjin Bridge" to the foreign goods shops near "Beiqiao Dunzi", she checked all the places mentioned in Cheng Wei's words one by one and repeatedly, but found nothing. .

Presumably Cheng Wei would not amuse her with lies.

Firstly, it is not necessary, and secondly, it is too obvious.Even for the sake of the shattered Linglong Stone, it was impossible for Cheng Wei to do so.

The few places he pointed out should be really problematic.It's just that, walking around the night market like this, one needs to be careful not to show one's feet at all times, in case of some hidden sight, Wei Shu wants to gain something, but it is not so easy.

More importantly, what Cheng Wei said was too cryptic.

He didn't even indicate whether what he said had anything to do with the FBI, but he just asked Wei Shu to pay attention to these two land boundaries in general, which was quite confusing.

Could it be that the judge wants to use my hand to investigate the murder case? !

At a certain moment, Wei Shu couldn't help but have the above thought.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, the old Cheng family doesn't need her secret protection right now.

Some of the people involved in the red carp sac have given up playing shady tricks and started to engage in conspiracy. The layout is quite large. Obviously, they don't intend to focus on killing people, but...

Salaries are drawn from the bottom of the pot.

If you want to check, I will let you have nowhere to check.

When walking to the north of the Longjin Bridge, Wei Shu looked down at the shadow of the lights circulating in her heart, and Wei Shu was lost in thought.

The situation has changed, so she can no longer stick to one side. What should be moved must be moved, and what should be investigated must also be investigated, but she needs to be extra careful. After all, she still has a heavy identity in the world, and the pursuit of the mysterious villa, perhaps The next breath will be in front of you.

Thinking of this, Wei Shu felt more and more that Cheng Wei did nothing wrong.

To the old Cheng's family, she is a savage of unknown origin, what they say is [-]% and [-]% is what the question should mean.

Throwing a piece of Yuemei into her mouth, the sweet and sour taste filled her lips and teeth, Wei Shu couldn't help squinting her eyes.

What a delicacy.

Daliang in the previous life did not have such exquisite snacks, and the variety of condiments was far less than today's.To put it bluntly, the common people in Bianjing who have a little spare money eat better than the queen she did back then.

People eat for food.

People in the Song Dynasty could come up with such a way to concoct delicious food, which shows the wealth of commerce, the abundance of products, and the many skilled craftsmen.

It's a pity that the prosperity of the kingdom is only tied to one city. The slaves living in a foreign country, the soldiers who drank ice and slept in the snow in the border fortresses, and fought against the barbarians, and the countless big men who ate in the soil and couldn't straighten their waists due to excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes. Song Zimin, however, was forgotten outside this prosperity.

Are they not worthy of this prosperity?
Or is it that the emperor, father and ministers in the high hall have all closed their eyes and ears, neither seeing nor hearing?
Wei Shu smiled at the sparkling river water, put aside the sudden distractions, picked a piece of mustard seed from the basket, and threw it into her mouth.

The entrance is extremely sweet, a little greasy, but after careful tasting, there is a salty taste. When it falls into the throat, it is the fragrance and crispness of the mustard itself, which directly makes the bottom of the tongue produce fluid and appetite. Wide open.

She felt a little hungry again for a while.

She ate early today, and just now walked in the night market for more than an hour. During the walk, she did not forget to adjust her internal breath, and carried her true energy to walk along the small Zhoutian, so as to deal with emergencies at any time, but the consumption was not small .At this moment, with appetizers in her mouth, the smells of street fried fish heads, fried mutton, and roasted pork skin penetrated her nostrils, making her index finger twitch.

Coincidentally, as soon as she felt hungry, a peddler who was pushing a cart selling smoked wild duck meat pies came over. Wei Shu hurriedly called out to him, counted out more than ten copper coins, and bought a small bag cooking cakes.

The skin of the pancake was burnt brown, but the core was chewy and soft. The freshly baked smoked duck meat was divided into dry and wet. Bite into the cake, the juice is fresh and tender, sweet and tangy.

Zhouqiao Night Market really lived up to its reputation, all kinds of food were extremely delicious, Wei Shu already had a piece of cake in her stomach, and was about to pick up another piece, when she suddenly stopped in her footsteps.

Bloody smell!

The smell of blood came from nowhere, scalding hot and stuffy, with the slightest warmth from when you first left the body, mixed with the smell of powder, hair oil, sweat and food all over the street, it was almost hard to breathe. distinguish.

Speaking of which, there are quite a few meat shops in this night market, and the bloody smell of pigs and sheep can sometimes be smelled in the nostrils, but the smell is very different.

That is the unique breath when the blood energy of the blood refinement skill bursts out.

At least the sixth level!
Wei Shu's heart was slightly terrified, she stopped and pretended to take the cooking cake, the true energy in her body was surging, her ears, nose, mouth and eyes were all clear, she instantly locked on the source of the blood energy, her eyes swept over, her expression changed slightly.

"Cao Jianan Goods".

The smell of blood came from the side of the Nanhuo store.

Wei Shu also passed by here before, only two lotus lanterns hung in front of Cao's Nanhuo store, both are the size of a millstone, beautiful in shape, exquisite in workmanship, the lotus heart can rotate, which is very novel.

Wei Shu walked past this place twice, the lantern was always crowded with people watching the lantern, blocking the front of the shop tightly.

But at this time, the two lotus lanterns had been extinguished at some point, and a clerk was hanging a small lantern in front of the door with a long pole, but it was the most common red lantern in the market, and there was no one in front of the shop. Those who watch the lanterns are empty, and the internal and external conditions can be seen at a glance.And it wasn't until this moment that Wei Shu realized that there was an alley on the left side of the door.

Just now, people crowded in front of the door, completely blocking the entrance of the alley, and she never saw it. Looking at it now, she saw that the alley was narrow and thin, and the entrance was lined up, as if the night had torn a gap under the bright lights. , showing its true colors.

Wei Shu stared at the alley.

The alleys seem to be very deep, and the lights inside are all silent, as black as ink.

After a glance, Wei Shu didn't move, but the tip of her nose suddenly shrugged.

The blood stopped.

Before that, the blood was flowing, although the speed was slow, but it was approaching the entrance of the alley little by little.But at this moment, the breath condensed, and there seemed to be faint whispers, and it seemed to be the sound of wind blowing dead leaves.

Wei Shu's figure flickered and disappeared in place.

(End of this chapter)