After getting medicine for treatment, he bought old clothes, so Zhang Ning carried Luo Mo Niang to find an inn.
Not only are there inns in the market, but the business is pretty good.
On the post road from Nanjing to Beijing, the two stations are hundreds of miles apart, and there are many merchants and tourists. Most people cannot go on a journey day and night like a messenger. Staying overnight in an inn at such a market can be both resting and safe, so Longjing City is dusty and chaotic but the market is prosperous.
In fact, there are very few black shops on the post road, especially in the Taiping area where agriculture is developed, such as Jiangsu, where black shops have long been destroyed by officers and soldiers.
Unless it is a kind of mountainous area or desert wilderness, if there is a sudden inn, a fool will know that it is not safe.
Then Zhang Ning sent the Yima and rewarded the waiter with copper coins, asking him to boil medicine quickly, and asked him to ask for some dry rice paper and a basin of hot water.
Zhang Ning bolted the door and saw Luo Mo Niang on the bed with her eyes closed, so she took off her wet clothes. She was so worried about the defense of men and women. She was about to finish her life and she was still wrapped in a wet clothes.
He pulled open his belt and was about to lift his clothes when Luo Mo Niang suddenly grabbed his hand.
He stopped and asked: Can you change your clothes by yourself?
Luo Mo's mother opened her mouth, and Zhang Ning hurriedly went over and heard her say: You spend money to invite a woman to take care of me, and then leave quickly.
Zhang Ning was silent for a while without saying a word. She said it was quite reasonable. It was much better to go to the market now than to throw her on the roadside.
But this is not safe. If people in such strange places don’t have any friendship, will they run away from work without any money?
Second, Zhou Ne's people are very likely to kill her. Zhang Ning doesn't believe that life is at stake. It is easy to die from a serious illness when dealing with a person who is seriously ill, especially those who die in a foreign land. If Luo Mo Niang is left behind by Zhang Ning and dies, she is the daughter of Yang Shiqi, the bureaucrat of the Eastern Palace. How can he survive in the future?
What made him unable to make up his mind to leave was that he suddenly remembered the drowning of his sister in his previous life.
Am I really a person who is afraid of death, and would rather watch the people around me die than jump out of the water?Do I want the tragedy to happen again?Can I just feel guilty?!
Isn’t it just a life, it’s earned anyway.
Anger and determination emerged from Zhang Ning's eyes. He took a deep breath and said slowly: Let's go together, drown together.
Luo Mo Niang looked at his face blankly, and after a moment, she turned her head away, but grabbed Zhang Ning's hand tightly.
Zhang Ning asked again: Can you change your own clothes?
She shook her head.
Zhang Ning then used one hand to lift her coat, which was also a red silk bellyband inside. It turned out that there was no underwear when she changed clothes at Guanglingyi that day. She had been wearing her own wet piece. She probably had to dry it all day and night on the road. It rained again last night, so it was still wet now. At this time, she was already in a state of venting her coat.
Zhang Ning then pulled out her bellyband, and a pair of white plump and softness came into view. Because Luo Mo Niang lies on her back, they naturally spread out on her chest. The size is quite large, but the two red beans are not big, but the bright red color does not darken at all, and the two circles of redness around them are also shallow.
She didn't say a word, and Zhang Ning took off her pants again. The black color contrast between her slender white legs was obviously very conspicuous.
Zhang Ning threw away the wet rice paper stained with blood, took a towel and wet it with hot water to wipe her body. When she wiped it there, her legs were tightly closed, and her face was flushed red.
Zhang Ning broke it roughly, then wiped it with a towel dipped in water and finally wiped it dry.
After working hard, he took new rice paper to mat her, put on her old clothes she bought, and then pulled the quilt to cover her.
The two of them were speechless, one was lying down and the other was sitting. Zhang Ning was waiting for the waiter to deliver medicine, while thinking about the current situation.
I asked the officers in charge of public security in the market for help, saying that someone wanted to kill me and quickly transfer the army to protect me?
It's totally nonsense. The one who is in charge of the market is not the administrative yamen, but the military officer. Don't mention what you are the head of the Ministry of Rites...
Even if the head of the Ministry of Rites goes there personally, they will not buy it. The Ministry of Rites does not control the local military commander, so you have no right to mobilize them. They have no other possibility except to make excuses to shirk them.
If you go like Zhang Ning, there is only a piece of paper stamped by Yu Qian. No one is chasing him with a knife, so you probably will be killed.
After a while, the waiter brought the medicine, and Zhang Ning gave him another string of copper coins: Help buy some fruits, and the remaining money will belong to you.Then send some light rice porridge, pickles, etc. and keep it in the account of the room money.
The waiter went there happily. He was lucky today and got a lot of tips.
Zhang Ning Xinsi took Luo Moniang to the village to find a farmer's house to hide, but soon felt that it was useless.
If Zhou Ne's people find clues in this market but don't find anyone, they must search around. It's a matter of whether to hide or not.
The only possibility of luck is that after all, the road between the two capitals is more than 2,000 miles long, and the person who is looking for a needle in a haystack may not find clues.
After thinking about it, he planned not to go anywhere and tried to erase clues of his whereabouts.
He fed Luo Mo's mother a medicine, then changed into old clothes and hid the letter's messenger's outfits.
I went out for a while and bought a kitchen knife. I thought that the two horses were Yima, and the ones with brand on the horse were considered a clue, but if they were difficult to deal with and kill, the horse's corpse would attract attention.
So he returned to the inn and fed Luo Mo's mother some porridge, and also had a hot meal, so he stayed in the guest room to accompany him.
As the saying goes, you are lazy and hungry. Zhang Ning feels sleepy when he is full. He has never closed his eyes for two days and two nights, and he wants to sleep even if he holds a knife around his neck.
But he was afraid that he would not wake up after falling asleep, so he took the kitchen knife and gestured and danced in the room a few times.
Luo Moniang turned her head and looked at him like that, and she couldn't help but smile. Zhang Ning's sword-making posture was indeed very sloping, and he was holding...
A kitchen knife!
I feel dizzy and want to sleep.
Zhang Ning stood like a chicken for a while, then held the kitchen knife in one hand and held the palm around his waist with the other, stepped on a horse stance in the middle of the house, calmed down and closed his eyes.
He thought about the fierceness of the tiger's fangs and claws in his mind, and then suddenly opened his eyes and tried his best to stare at the door with murderous aura, waved the kitchen knife and took a step and slashed into the air!
Ha... Cough cough cough... Luo Mo Niang laughed out loud, and coughed while laughing. The quilt was coughing up and down. You... Cough cough... What are you doing?
Zhang Ning said seriously: Riding alone through a thousand miles, killing one person with ten steps!Don’t laugh, I can’t expel my murderous aura. Martial arts are the path, murderous aura is the king... If you have a 47-7, it is the king of the king.
Peace, come here.
Luo Mo Niang's voice was very small, but the noise outside was not loud when the window was closed, so her voice could be heard clearly.
Zhang Ning walked over, put the kitchen knife at the foot of the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Luo Moniang said again: Come up and hug me.
Zhang Ning was stunned for a moment, took off his shoes and climbed up to lift the quilt to hug her. It was indeed very comfortable to hold the woman's body softly.
He hugged him properly for a while, but he still couldn't hold on and put his hand in the other person's clothes and held the soft ball with his palm. Luo Mo Niang did not express any objection and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
Zhang Ning remembered that the night she got off the boat, she accidentally grabbed her breasts and was slapped when she got ashore; and after just two days and two nights, her breasts could be played with at will, and the world was full of various variables.
Luo Moniang whispered again: Do whatever you want...
Zhang Ning immediately swallowed and thought to himself: What can I do? Your cycle is time. Besides, you can't even walk the path when you are sick, so what can I do?
He thought about what else he could take advantage of, so he leaned his mouth towards her lips.
Luo Mo Niang closed her eyes, pursed her dry lips and moistened it with saliva, but her lips were still white.
Zhang Ning didn't care much, so he kissed her, and pushed her teeth open with his tongue, put them on her chest with one hand, and kissed her for a long time...
The touch is OK, the feeling on the mouth is not very good, and the smell of medicine is full of kissing.
He let go of Luo Mo Niang's mouth, lay beside her, and slowly tasted her body with his hands. The quilt was very warm and Luo Mo Niang's body was very beautiful. He almost forgot the crisis, as if his whole body was soaked in warm water, relaxed fatigue, warmth in his whole body...
……
Zhang Ning felt someone pinched him and suddenly woke up.
My mind was blank, and gradually a large amount of information came back and forth, and finally I realized where I was.
Why did you fall asleep just now?
He sat up all of a sudden and suddenly found that there were a few more guests in the room.The light around was hazy, and the hazy light was emitted by a candle, it was already evening!
Be calm and don't be impatient, Mr. Ping An.
A deep voice came from the middle of the room. Just listening to the sound was not a good woman, a fairy-like tone.
Zhang Ning took a look and saw three people standing in the room, all of whom were women, all wearing blue tray collars. This kind of clothes were wide robes, which were not very convenient for movement than clothes and pants. It seemed that they were very confident.
The face that was talking in the middle was covered with a layer of gauze scarf, and neither of the other two were covered.
It's over!Zhang Ning suddenly knew that the process was easier because he fell asleep, but the result should be that it was almost the same as whether he was sleeping or not.
The woman wearing a scarf looked at Zhang Ning with a smile, and shook off the fan in her hand with a jingle. The sound of metal was the skeleton of the fan was iron, and it was probably the weapon she used.
As soon as the fan opened, the whole fan was painted with peach blossoms.
Wait for death?
Zhang Ning slept for a while and his mind became much more flexible. He glanced at the kitchen knife at the foot of the bed from the outskirts, which was still there.
He closed his eyes gently, imagined the fierceness of the tiger's teeth and claws. He bit his teeth, suddenly opened his murderous eyes, jumped out of bed, bent down and picked up the kitchen knife and rushed towards the man in the middle, and slashed towards him with a head-on knife.
With a click, the woman put the fan on the wooden handle of the kitchen knife, then smiled and pushed Zhang Ning's body with her chest, lifting him softly. The movement was simple but the body was very fast.
Don't!Mr. Ping'an is a good scholar, and he looks... He has red lips and white teeth. Why do you learn from others to fight and kill?I came here to see you specifically to see what you look like.
The woman wearing a scarf said with a smile.
The strength of both sides is not the same level...
Zhang Ning once again confirmed that he was dead, and he had no room for resistance.
He was not wearing shoes, the coldness of the floor penetrated through his feet, and a kind of fear came to his heart. The light of death and the panic gradually dissipated like dust appeared in his mind.
Not only are there inns in the market, but the business is pretty good.
On the post road from Nanjing to Beijing, the two stations are hundreds of miles apart, and there are many merchants and tourists. Most people cannot go on a journey day and night like a messenger. Staying overnight in an inn at such a market can be both resting and safe, so Longjing City is dusty and chaotic but the market is prosperous.
In fact, there are very few black shops on the post road, especially in the Taiping area where agriculture is developed, such as Jiangsu, where black shops have long been destroyed by officers and soldiers.
Unless it is a kind of mountainous area or desert wilderness, if there is a sudden inn, a fool will know that it is not safe.
Then Zhang Ning sent the Yima and rewarded the waiter with copper coins, asking him to boil medicine quickly, and asked him to ask for some dry rice paper and a basin of hot water.
Zhang Ning bolted the door and saw Luo Mo Niang on the bed with her eyes closed, so she took off her wet clothes. She was so worried about the defense of men and women. She was about to finish her life and she was still wrapped in a wet clothes.
He pulled open his belt and was about to lift his clothes when Luo Mo Niang suddenly grabbed his hand.
He stopped and asked: Can you change your clothes by yourself?
Luo Mo's mother opened her mouth, and Zhang Ning hurriedly went over and heard her say: You spend money to invite a woman to take care of me, and then leave quickly.
Zhang Ning was silent for a while without saying a word. She said it was quite reasonable. It was much better to go to the market now than to throw her on the roadside.
But this is not safe. If people in such strange places don’t have any friendship, will they run away from work without any money?
Second, Zhou Ne's people are very likely to kill her. Zhang Ning doesn't believe that life is at stake. It is easy to die from a serious illness when dealing with a person who is seriously ill, especially those who die in a foreign land. If Luo Mo Niang is left behind by Zhang Ning and dies, she is the daughter of Yang Shiqi, the bureaucrat of the Eastern Palace. How can he survive in the future?
What made him unable to make up his mind to leave was that he suddenly remembered the drowning of his sister in his previous life.
Am I really a person who is afraid of death, and would rather watch the people around me die than jump out of the water?Do I want the tragedy to happen again?Can I just feel guilty?!
Isn’t it just a life, it’s earned anyway.
Anger and determination emerged from Zhang Ning's eyes. He took a deep breath and said slowly: Let's go together, drown together.
Luo Mo Niang looked at his face blankly, and after a moment, she turned her head away, but grabbed Zhang Ning's hand tightly.
Zhang Ning asked again: Can you change your own clothes?
She shook her head.
Zhang Ning then used one hand to lift her coat, which was also a red silk bellyband inside. It turned out that there was no underwear when she changed clothes at Guanglingyi that day. She had been wearing her own wet piece. She probably had to dry it all day and night on the road. It rained again last night, so it was still wet now. At this time, she was already in a state of venting her coat.
Zhang Ning then pulled out her bellyband, and a pair of white plump and softness came into view. Because Luo Mo Niang lies on her back, they naturally spread out on her chest. The size is quite large, but the two red beans are not big, but the bright red color does not darken at all, and the two circles of redness around them are also shallow.
She didn't say a word, and Zhang Ning took off her pants again. The black color contrast between her slender white legs was obviously very conspicuous.
Zhang Ning threw away the wet rice paper stained with blood, took a towel and wet it with hot water to wipe her body. When she wiped it there, her legs were tightly closed, and her face was flushed red.
Zhang Ning broke it roughly, then wiped it with a towel dipped in water and finally wiped it dry.
After working hard, he took new rice paper to mat her, put on her old clothes she bought, and then pulled the quilt to cover her.
The two of them were speechless, one was lying down and the other was sitting. Zhang Ning was waiting for the waiter to deliver medicine, while thinking about the current situation.
I asked the officers in charge of public security in the market for help, saying that someone wanted to kill me and quickly transfer the army to protect me?
It's totally nonsense. The one who is in charge of the market is not the administrative yamen, but the military officer. Don't mention what you are the head of the Ministry of Rites...
Even if the head of the Ministry of Rites goes there personally, they will not buy it. The Ministry of Rites does not control the local military commander, so you have no right to mobilize them. They have no other possibility except to make excuses to shirk them.
If you go like Zhang Ning, there is only a piece of paper stamped by Yu Qian. No one is chasing him with a knife, so you probably will be killed.
After a while, the waiter brought the medicine, and Zhang Ning gave him another string of copper coins: Help buy some fruits, and the remaining money will belong to you.Then send some light rice porridge, pickles, etc. and keep it in the account of the room money.
The waiter went there happily. He was lucky today and got a lot of tips.
Zhang Ning Xinsi took Luo Moniang to the village to find a farmer's house to hide, but soon felt that it was useless.
If Zhou Ne's people find clues in this market but don't find anyone, they must search around. It's a matter of whether to hide or not.
The only possibility of luck is that after all, the road between the two capitals is more than 2,000 miles long, and the person who is looking for a needle in a haystack may not find clues.
After thinking about it, he planned not to go anywhere and tried to erase clues of his whereabouts.
He fed Luo Mo's mother a medicine, then changed into old clothes and hid the letter's messenger's outfits.
I went out for a while and bought a kitchen knife. I thought that the two horses were Yima, and the ones with brand on the horse were considered a clue, but if they were difficult to deal with and kill, the horse's corpse would attract attention.
So he returned to the inn and fed Luo Mo's mother some porridge, and also had a hot meal, so he stayed in the guest room to accompany him.
As the saying goes, you are lazy and hungry. Zhang Ning feels sleepy when he is full. He has never closed his eyes for two days and two nights, and he wants to sleep even if he holds a knife around his neck.
But he was afraid that he would not wake up after falling asleep, so he took the kitchen knife and gestured and danced in the room a few times.
Luo Moniang turned her head and looked at him like that, and she couldn't help but smile. Zhang Ning's sword-making posture was indeed very sloping, and he was holding...
A kitchen knife!
I feel dizzy and want to sleep.
Zhang Ning stood like a chicken for a while, then held the kitchen knife in one hand and held the palm around his waist with the other, stepped on a horse stance in the middle of the house, calmed down and closed his eyes.
He thought about the fierceness of the tiger's fangs and claws in his mind, and then suddenly opened his eyes and tried his best to stare at the door with murderous aura, waved the kitchen knife and took a step and slashed into the air!
Ha... Cough cough cough... Luo Mo Niang laughed out loud, and coughed while laughing. The quilt was coughing up and down. You... Cough cough... What are you doing?
Zhang Ning said seriously: Riding alone through a thousand miles, killing one person with ten steps!Don’t laugh, I can’t expel my murderous aura. Martial arts are the path, murderous aura is the king... If you have a 47-7, it is the king of the king.
Peace, come here.
Luo Mo Niang's voice was very small, but the noise outside was not loud when the window was closed, so her voice could be heard clearly.
Zhang Ning walked over, put the kitchen knife at the foot of the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Luo Moniang said again: Come up and hug me.
Zhang Ning was stunned for a moment, took off his shoes and climbed up to lift the quilt to hug her. It was indeed very comfortable to hold the woman's body softly.
He hugged him properly for a while, but he still couldn't hold on and put his hand in the other person's clothes and held the soft ball with his palm. Luo Mo Niang did not express any objection and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
Zhang Ning remembered that the night she got off the boat, she accidentally grabbed her breasts and was slapped when she got ashore; and after just two days and two nights, her breasts could be played with at will, and the world was full of various variables.
Luo Moniang whispered again: Do whatever you want...
Zhang Ning immediately swallowed and thought to himself: What can I do? Your cycle is time. Besides, you can't even walk the path when you are sick, so what can I do?
He thought about what else he could take advantage of, so he leaned his mouth towards her lips.
Luo Mo Niang closed her eyes, pursed her dry lips and moistened it with saliva, but her lips were still white.
Zhang Ning didn't care much, so he kissed her, and pushed her teeth open with his tongue, put them on her chest with one hand, and kissed her for a long time...
The touch is OK, the feeling on the mouth is not very good, and the smell of medicine is full of kissing.
He let go of Luo Mo Niang's mouth, lay beside her, and slowly tasted her body with his hands. The quilt was very warm and Luo Mo Niang's body was very beautiful. He almost forgot the crisis, as if his whole body was soaked in warm water, relaxed fatigue, warmth in his whole body...
……
Zhang Ning felt someone pinched him and suddenly woke up.
My mind was blank, and gradually a large amount of information came back and forth, and finally I realized where I was.
Why did you fall asleep just now?
He sat up all of a sudden and suddenly found that there were a few more guests in the room.The light around was hazy, and the hazy light was emitted by a candle, it was already evening!
Be calm and don't be impatient, Mr. Ping An.
A deep voice came from the middle of the room. Just listening to the sound was not a good woman, a fairy-like tone.
Zhang Ning took a look and saw three people standing in the room, all of whom were women, all wearing blue tray collars. This kind of clothes were wide robes, which were not very convenient for movement than clothes and pants. It seemed that they were very confident.
The face that was talking in the middle was covered with a layer of gauze scarf, and neither of the other two were covered.
It's over!Zhang Ning suddenly knew that the process was easier because he fell asleep, but the result should be that it was almost the same as whether he was sleeping or not.
The woman wearing a scarf looked at Zhang Ning with a smile, and shook off the fan in her hand with a jingle. The sound of metal was the skeleton of the fan was iron, and it was probably the weapon she used.
As soon as the fan opened, the whole fan was painted with peach blossoms.
Wait for death?
Zhang Ning slept for a while and his mind became much more flexible. He glanced at the kitchen knife at the foot of the bed from the outskirts, which was still there.
He closed his eyes gently, imagined the fierceness of the tiger's teeth and claws. He bit his teeth, suddenly opened his murderous eyes, jumped out of bed, bent down and picked up the kitchen knife and rushed towards the man in the middle, and slashed towards him with a head-on knife.
With a click, the woman put the fan on the wooden handle of the kitchen knife, then smiled and pushed Zhang Ning's body with her chest, lifting him softly. The movement was simple but the body was very fast.
Don't!Mr. Ping'an is a good scholar, and he looks... He has red lips and white teeth. Why do you learn from others to fight and kill?I came here to see you specifically to see what you look like.
The woman wearing a scarf said with a smile.
The strength of both sides is not the same level...
Zhang Ning once again confirmed that he was dead, and he had no room for resistance.
He was not wearing shoes, the coldness of the floor penetrated through his feet, and a kind of fear came to his heart. The light of death and the panic gradually dissipated like dust appeared in his mind.
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