Chapter 168 Immersion

Now it's not right to go to Shuixie Pavilion. Besides, the level of mysterious people helping themselves is very large, but it can't be ruled out. This is Wu Song fishing, and we still have to wait. Wait until the evening. At that time, I can go to Rouge Lane. I can have many reasons to go there to play. Anyway, in the past, I was also a regular visitor there. Ximen Qing thought to himself, and then he said to the other three people, "It's okay. Let's go back."

Three people nodded together, four people and four horses, running north. I was in a hurry. It wasn't long before I went to the West Street. At this time, the sun is falling and it is almost dark. Before the Ximen Pharmacy, Ximen Qing stopped the horse and greeted Wang An: "Wang An, you take the horse and the rest of the people back first. I have something else to deal with."

Wang An nodded intently: "Don't worry, my owner."

After saying that, Ximen Qing turned over and disembeded his horse, handed over the reins to Wang An, and watched the three continue to go west. Ximenqing looked at the sun again. It is still not appropriate to go to Rouge Lane. There are still few guests at this time, and you need to find another place to spend some time. While thinking about it, my stomach suddenly felt hungry.

Ximenqing has something to do these days, and he has dealt with things when eating. If he doesn't go out of the house, he can't feel the consumption, but the toss of riding in the afternoon is very expensive, which makes Ximenqing a little unable to bear it. Or do you want to find a place to eat something? Where to go? Ximenqing stood on the street and looked carefully on both sides, and his eyes fell on the plaque of Xijiang Tea House.

The last time I was here, I harvested 30,000 taels of silver. Although I was also in trouble, after all, the omen was not bad. Today, I ate something here. When I saw those who opposed Wu Song, I could also chat a few words by the way. Maybe I could get some clues. Yes, that's it. Ximen Qing thought of this and walked into the Xijiang Tea House.

The clerk of the teahouse greeted him with a smile: "Ximen official, please sit here."

Ximen Qing was stunned and looked up. The guy was still a new face. The last time I came here, these guys didn't use respect. Why do they know the rules so well today? This made Ximen Qing feel a little flattered. But he didn't show it on his face, just nodded slightly: "Well, here it comes."

The clerk hurriedly wiped the table. Ximenqing didn't order anything, and the snacks and fruits had already been placed, which made Ximenqing a little embarrassed. He originally came here to have a simple bite, but there was still a topic in the evening. It was a little stingy to eat simply.

"Man, I have something to do at night. I'll just eat and leave. I don't need to do this." Ximen Qing thought about such words in his head. Xijiang Tea House is a very friendly place for himself, and he can't make this friendship into life.

"Ximen official, what are you talking about? To be honest, the woman who chartered here last time has completely coiled down the Xijiang Tea House. Now this is her property. She has specially told us that if you come here, you must be well treated, not neglect, and all expenses are free. When the guy is talking, he winked his eyebrows, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Don't mention how awkward it is in Ximenqing's heart. Xijiang Tea House is very close to the Ximen Pharmacy. When the woman coiled down the store, she could say that she had formed a surveillance on herself. It was clear that she wanted to watch herself fight with Wu Song and fight to death. Since this kind of surveillance has become so clear, it seems that you don't have to cover it up. It's good to eat for nothing.

"Then pick up the dishes that the kitchen is good at. I have something to do later, so hurry up." Ximenqing no longer had any worries, but said in a heroic tone. Anyway, it is also monitored, and it is useless to pinch. No, wait." Ximenqing suddenly remembered that if he allowed the other party to serve the dishes, it was likely to be very complicated, which would deviate from his original intention. Just like last time, a plate of beef, a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge are fine. I have a bad stomach recently. It's best to eat these.

"This is the same as your own restaurant. You don't have to be so simple, Ximen." The man said tentatively.

"Why...no?" Ximenqing asked back.

"Yes." The man nodded in a hurry: "Wait a minute, I'm coming."

After a while, the meat, steamed bread and porridge were ready. When Ximen Qing saw what he ate, he knew how hungry he was. At this time, he didn't care about the shelf in front of outsiders and shook off his cheeks to eat and drink desperately. This action was very similar to the Liba on the street that Ximen Qing usually saw. It seemed that the appearance of eating and drinking was related to the person himself. It's not big, but it has something to do with mentality. Those Liba are worried about their livelihood every day. For them, eating is a kind of running. If they run slowly, it will be difficult to survive. For Ximenqing now, eating is really a kind of running. If you are full, you can't find clues. If you can't find clues, you can only die.

These thoughts flashed through Ximen Qing's mind, and then there was only the aroma of beef, the softness of steamed buns and the lingering of rice porridge in his mind. This meal was extremely enjoyable. After the wind and clouds, Ximenqing had a happy hiccup, but after this hiccup, the mood of escape just now surged up in an instant.

What should I do? Where should I go now? It's almost time. Now I'm going to Rouge Lane in a sedan chair. It should be just when the brothel began to come, and I sneaked into the pavilion. Wait, what am I doing in the pavilion? I have never seen the woman who writes on the saddle. I don't know what she looks like, so how can I find her? No, no, I shouldn't have to worry about this. In the afternoon, she came to see me. When I went to Shuixie Pavilion, she should also take the initiative to appear and approach me. However, when she came to me, it was afternoon. I didn't go there directly, but took a big circle. When I was almost home, I turned back. I guess it had already exceeded the time range imagined by the girl. Alas, I'm really stupid. Just now, a good clue was placed in front of me, and I didn't have the courage to go to Rouge Lane during the day.

Ximenqing, Ximenqing, you are indecisive, have no ink in your chest, and have a mediocre IQ. What on earth do you take to fight with Wu Song? How can mortals win when they fight against the gods? It's just to add a little joke for others, and you can only become the most disgraceful clown among the jokes.

When Ximenqing thought of this, he became more and more irritable. He had the intention to eat something more to drive away these negative emotions, but his stomach was full and he was already full. At this time, even if he ate delicious food, he was afraid he would not have that good mood. Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "I've eaten well. Don't I have to pay the bill?"

The guy immediately ran over with a smile on his face. Yes, yes, there is no need to pay the bill. Look at my memory, I almost forgot the big thing.

"What's the big deal?" Ximenqing felt awe. Is it because I haven't made any obvious moves during this period? The lady has been waiting impatiently and told her buddy not to go out when I come to Xijiang Tea House again and kill me directly? Let me have a meal before, so that I won't be a starving ghost. It seems that the woman is quite thoughtful. It's okay. Instead of pursuing illusory clues, it's better to die in the sorrow after happiness. The exhausted Ximen Qing thought very openly. An open-minded emotion appeared in his mind for the first time, which was a feeling that he had never appeared before when he had grown up.

"It's my wife who asked me to give you something. Wait a minute." After saying that, the man ignored Simon Qing and ran straight back.

Ximenqing looked at the door of Xijiang Tea House and was still hidden. As long as he stood up and gently pushed the door, he could walk to the West Street. Out of the control of Xijiang Tea House, at least there is a chance to escape. Who knows if the guy brought up some hanging rope or a wine bottle containing poisoned wine. It's better to die than to live and continue to live. Anyway, there is hope. Maybe after I join the army, I can really get ahead.

Ximenqing almost stood up, but he never took that step. He felt that he had escaped too much. He felt that he was too afraid. Thirty thousand taels of silver, but she didn't move a penny. If the woman really wants to take her life, just return the silver to her, plus the store. What's more, that woman should also be a person who does great things. How can she kill herself at such a moment? Is it true that your brain has blown out of the wind all day? Ximen Qing, who turned his mind, thought of his childishness and ridiculousness. This feeling of owed something to others is really uncomfortable, especially when it is a huge sum of money or a life.

The footsteps of the clerk running interrupted Ximen Qing's wild thoughts. Ximen Qing raised his head and saw the clerk holding a tray in his hand, which seemed to have a small bag on it. Bag? What is that? Ximen Qing couldn't figure out what it would be. The man walked quickly and took a few steps closer to Ximen Qing and put the tray on the table: "Ximen official, this is what my wife asked me to pass on to you."

"What is this?" Ximenqing asked puzzledly. He didn't touch it with his hand. Who knew what was strange about the bag.

"My wife didn't say anything. He just told me that this thing would be helpful to the current investigation of the Ximen official, and his wife also said that if the Ximen official really wanted to do it, he should be able to understand the meaning of his wife to send this bag, and he didn't tell the little one anything else. Now the small one has brought everything and messages to complete his duties. You can leave now, or you can choose to refer to the bag here. The man bowed slightly, then removed the bowls and chopsticks, replaced them with tea, and retreated.

Ximen Qing took the bag in his hand and watched it carefully. This bag is palm-sized, square and flat, and looks more like a dough cake than a cloth bag. The interface is sewn with fine stitches, and the stitching method is exquisite and amazing. The bag has no mouth, it is sealed, and there is something in it. Pinch it with your fingers and feel that the contents are powdery. Ximen Qing put it in his hand and patted it, trying to shoot some powder to see what was inside. However, the fabric of the sewing bag is tight. No matter how Ximenqing slaps it, nothing leaks out, which makes Ximenqing a little frustrated.

What is this thing? No, things are not the most important thing, what matters is what is in the bag. But the bag is sewn so tightly that it is clear that you don't want me to open the bag, but it is a bag. What does it mean? If that woman found out something, just tell me directly. I'm also working for her now, and it's really boring to guess this kind of riddle. Ximen Qing dropped the bag on the table, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. Although I drank porridge just now, the rice porridge is very thick, far less comfortable and thirsty than drinking water like this.

With a cup of tea under his belly, Ximenqing's mind calmed down a lot. This woman had a purpose to guess the riddle for herself, and Ximen Qing came back. If you can guess this puzzle, it means that you are not stupid. In addition to saying those bold slogans, it also has some practical effect on the woman. But on the contrary, if you can't guess this puzzle, you can prove from one aspect that you are just a person who can speak empty words, and there is no need to exist at all. Maybe that's the time to erase yourself. Although it may not be so serious, if you can't even guess a puzzle, it's too far from defeating Wu Song.

Anyway, since it is a puzzle, there will definitely be an answer. If I, Ximen Qing, can't even understand such a small bag, I can't move to the mountain of Wusong.

Ximenqing got excited and put the bag in his hand again to play with, watching and touching it from almost every angle. The fabric of the sewing bag has no pattern and is the same all around. And the density of the pins is exactly the same, and it should not be used to convey any information. Anyway, the things in the bag must be crucial. Open it first. Anyway, the woman didn't say that she couldn't open the bag.

Ximenqing thought of this, picked up the bag and tore it with his hand. He tore it a few times. I don't know whether his hand strength was too small or the bag was too strong. There is no damage to the fabric or the pins. Ximen Qing wanted to borrow scissors from the clerk, but he thought that his embarrassment would be relayed to the woman by the clerk, which made Ximen Qing a little unwilling. The correct way to solve the puzzle must not be cut with scissors. If it is cut with scissors, the clerk will definitely bring scissors for himself, which makes a point.

But the guy didn't give me anything, not even the key to solve the puzzle, which makes people think in what direction. Ximenqing was angry. He grabbed the cup next to him and poured it into his mouth. At this time, he found that the tea in the cup had already been drunk by him.

Wait, it's not that I didn't get anything. I didn't ask for tea? This tea was brought to me by my buddy on his own initiative, and it was served after tearing off the bowl and plate. I just drank porridge. Even if I don't drink tea, there is nothing wrong with it. Besides, I also explained that don't give me anything else. That is to say, tea is likely to be the key to solving the problem. But... how to solve the problem with tea?

According to the idea of cutting the bag with scissors, should you use tea to wet the bag? Yes, it should be so, which is reasonable. The bag is sewn with cloth. If the woman doesn't want me to wet him with water, she can sew the bag with impenetrable cowhide. The cowhide bag also allows me to touch the inside from the outside. For a woman who can easily take out 30,000 taels of silver, it is not difficult to find a cowhide to sew a bag. In this way, cloth and water should have this only one explanation.

Ximenqing thought repeatedly and was more sure of his judgment. He put the bag flat on the table, pressed the powder in the bag as evenly as possible with his fingers, then picked up the teapot and poured a little water on the bag. He didn't pour too much at a time, because wouldn't the last deep plate be more reasonable if the woman wanted to soak the bag completely with water? Moreover, if you pour less, you can continue to pour water, but if you pour more water, it is impossible to take it back.

The tea was soaked in the upper right corner of the bag, and the cloth seemed to be magical. As soon as he saw the tea, he sucked it clean, as if Ximen Qing had never poured it on. Even so, after Ximen Qing poured some down, he put down the teapot and stared straight at the bag. In his mind, he thought that maybe some powder would be washed out by the water, and then he could know what was in the bag.

Ximenqing looked at the time of the fragrance. There was no change in the bag. Although a little tea oozed from the edge of the bag, there was no powder in the water. Think about it, those dry powders can't be penetrated from the cloth. The fabric that is wet with water naturally has stronger filtration.

It seems that I'm wrong. The key to solving the problem is not tea. Fortunately, I just wet it a little. Now there should be a chance to remedy it. I can refer to it again. The more wrong routes I think about, the closer I am to the right one. Ximen Qing encouraged himself and then reached out to grab the bag. He saw the lanterns around him. Maybe he had to put the bag on the candle to roast it to know what was inside. Yes, it must be so, otherwise there would be no other explanation.

But the moment Ximenqing's finger touched the bag, he was stunned. A burning sensation came clearly from his fingers. There had just not been any strange bag, but now it has become extremely hot. Ximen Qing could hardly grasp it and threw it on the table again.

Fever? What's going on? Ximen Qing's mind is puzzled. Wait, it's not hot just now. It doesn't get hot until I add water. It will heat up when I add water... The inside of the bag is... lime.