Xiao Ling'er's wonton stall was slowly supported with the help of everyone. Because the weather was a little cold, Xiao Ling'er had just lifted the lid of the pot, and a white mist rose.

However, the white mist was followed by a very fresh aroma.

Mu Xiaojiu took a hard breath, and then stood by with a smile and watched Xiao Ling'er serve wontons to those uncles and aunts, thinking in his heart whether to bring a bowl back for Mu Duan later.

Sheng passed one by one, and finally it was Mu Xiaojiu's turn. After taking the bowl, Mu Xiaojiu first took a big sip of soup, feeling the still slightly hot wonton soup slowly sliding down his throat, and then let out a long breath, sat down next to those uncles, aunts and uncles, picked up the chopsticks in the chopstick cage and ate them.

Looking at the people who were happy to eat, Xiao Ling'er smiled happily.

While eating, Mu Xiaojiu looked at the empty street, and suddenly asked, "Huh?" Girl, it's breakfast, but aren't you a little too early? At this hour, I guess there are no people. ”

Xiao Ling'er listened to Mu Xiaojiu's question, and the smile on her face suddenly sank.

An uncle next to him opened his mouth and scolded, "Hi! Don't mention it! Xiao Ling'er is coming out now just to give us a few breakfasts, don't open any pot in your next life. ”

The old lady next to the uncle patted the old man on the back, signaled him to be smooth, and then said, "Young man, my old man has a bad temper, don't mind." Listen to your accent, you are also Han. It's nothing to talk about, the key is that Xiao Ling'er is like us, both of whom are Han. Wasn't there going to be a war during this time, so those Qing soldiers didn't allow the Han people to buy things. Not to mention setting up stalls, even restaurants have been closed several times. ”

Next to him, the uncle who had spoken to Mu Xiaojiu before also sighed, "Don't say anything else, just yesterday, Xiao Ling'er came over and was arrested by a few Qing soldiers, and he almost didn't run away, if it weren't for the fact that many people nearby came out, those Qing soldiers would have taken Xiao Ling'er away." Oh, young man, look at the bucket, look at the sunken ground? That's what I got yesterday. ”

Mu Xiaojiu looked at it according to his words, and sure enough, there was a recessed place on the bucket containing the wontons.

"We told Xiao Ling'er not to come today, but this girl is disobedient and has to come." The uncle shook his head, and then looked at the sky, "Little Ling'er, it's almost time, you can leave quickly, those Qing soldiers are estimated to come over today." ”

Xiao Ling'er smiled shyly, "It's okay Uncle Yang, I'll stay for a while, you definitely won't have enough to eat a bowl of wontons, I'll serve you another bowl later, and then I'll leave." Anyway, I should leave in two days, and I don't want this wonton stand. ”

Except for Mu Xiaojiu, everyone knew Xiao Ling'er's temper, so they didn't persuade him anymore. Mu Xiaojiu frowned, and then suddenly smiled with relief.

"Miss Ling'er, can you give me the spoon?" Mu Xiaojiu finished eating the bowl in his hand with five by two, and then came to Xiao Ling'er, and said before everyone was angry: "This little effort, this stall is too late to collect, you go to the side alley to hide first, someone is coming, it should be an officer and soldier." ”

As soon as he heard that it was an officer and soldier, the old man who scolded Mu Xiaojiu first gently put the porcelain bowl on the ground, and then slapped it on his leg, "These bitches are not finished raising yet, right?" What's wrong with the Han people! The old man gave up his life today, and he has to fight with them! ”

The old lady next to him tugged at his sleeve, pulled the old man up, and then said with some worry, "Young man, what kind of wontons are you eating, come with us quickly." ”

Mu Xiaojiu took the spoon from Xiao Ling'er, scooped a large spoonful of wontons into the bowl, and then sat down with the wontons, "Uncle and aunt, you don't have to worry about me, I'm worried about killing people for no reason, these Qing soldiers sent to the door, just what I want." Hurry up, and you'll be able to collect your things in a moment. ”

When these people arrived here, they also heard that Mu Xiaojiu was not an ordinary person, but a martial arts person, so when they heard this, they didn't say anything, and ran to the alley next to them with Xiaoling.

As soon as everyone got into the alley with their front feet, they heard shouts from outside, "It's this wonton stall again!" Let's go! ”

Hearing this, many people couldn't help but stick their heads out and take a sneak peek.

"! It's late! People are gone! Huh? Boy, what about the people who sell ravioli? ”

A total of more than a dozen Qing soldiers came, and it was one of them who spoke.

Mu Xiaojiu didn't answer, but continued to eat wontons there quietly.

"Hey! What the hell is this guy going to do! The uncle said anxiously.

"You didn't hear me, did you?" The Qing soldier who spoke was a little angry, and stepped forward and was about to poke Mu Xiaojiu's back with a scabbard. But Mu Xiaojiu suddenly raised his hand, and the wonton soup in the porcelain bowl in his hand suddenly splashed on this person's face.

If it is a wonton that has just come out of the pot, I am afraid that this time I can call this Qingbing mother, but at this time, the wonton has cooled a lot after all, although there is still residual temperature, but in fact, it is not much hotter.

"What the are you doing!" The Qing soldiers in the back surrounded one after another.

Mu Xiaojiu put the porcelain bowl in his hand on the small table, and then took off the hat and said with some regret: "I'm blind to this bowl of wontons." ”

Seven words, Mu Xiaojiu only said these seven words. Seven words later, he put the hat on the table, and the red-clothed knife in his sleeve slipped into his hand.

"When the court fights, what does it matter to the civilians?" Mu Xiaojiu frowned, "In my Central Plains, I don't know how many of your people and merchants in the Qing Dynasty, but as long as it doesn't involve the transmission of information, you will be a traitor." How you live on weekdays, how you live now. ”

"Immortals fighting? Mortal suffering? In that case, let you suffer too. ”

As he spoke, the red-clothed knife in Mu Xiaojiu's hand suddenly came out of its sheath!

Although it was daytime, the sun had not yet fully risen, and it could not shine here. But for some reason, Mu Xiaojiu's knife brought out a dazzling sword light, which directly attracted the attention of several Qing soldiers.

Then, Mu Xiaojiu moved.

With a slip of his feet, Mu Xiaojiu's body suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already behind these dozen Qing soldiers.

The red-clothed knife was still in Mu Xiaojiu's hand, and the blood was not stained, as if Mu Xiaojiu had simply run from there to this side, but the trace of blood on the throats of those Qing soldiers proved that they were all dead at this time and could no longer die.

"It's okay, let's all come out."

Mu Xiaojiu retracted the red-clothed knife into the scabbard, and then turned around, "It's okay, let's come out." ”

In fact, Mu Xiaojiu originally wanted to keep a living, but after thinking about it, he still felt that there was no need to put these people in danger.

After a while, everyone walked out of the alley where they were hiding and looked at Mu Xiaojiu with awe in their eyes.

Mu Xiaojiu didn't care at all, but just said: "This city is about to be peaceful, everyone pay attention to protect yourself, if you should give me out, just give me out." If any officers and soldiers ask about what happened today, you can just say that you don't need to protect me. ”

"In addition, I didn't know that the Han people were in the Qing Dynasty, but now this is the case. Don't worry, I will find someone to declare this matter to Your Majesty, so that the imperial court can put pressure on the Qing Dynasty. ”

"You, are you a hero or an official?" The old lady asked with some trepidation.

Mu Xiaojiu smiled gently, "It's just a person from the rivers and lakes, but there is indeed an official and a half-position in the imperial court." ”

"Then, can we go back to the Central Plains?" The other man spoke. To be honest, if it had been before, they might have thought that it didn't matter whether they were in the Qing Dynasty or in the Central Plains, but as soon as the war began, they suddenly found that it would be great if they could return to the Central Plains.

Mu Xiaojiu nodded, "Maybe not before, but soon, they will." ”

In fact, although the Qing Dynasty has a bad attitude towards the Han people now, they dare not kill people on a large scale. Because the Han people in the Qing Dynasty were far less numerous than the Qing people in the Central Plains.

Therefore, Mu Xiaojiu dared to let go.

After giving this affirmative reply, Mu Xiaojiu waved his hand and left the wonton stall directly, and he didn't put the hat back on his head anymore.

But after he left, Xiao Ling'er bit her lip and took Mu Xiaojiu's hat to the small cart.

……

Mu Xiaojiu went back to the inn first, and when he arrived at the inn, Mu Duan had already packed up everything and everything.

"Mu Xuan, are you ready to kill?"

Mu Duan nodded, without the slightest hesitation in his eyes.

Last night, Mu Xiaojiu thought about it, and after many side knocks and side inquiries, he finally confirmed with the innkeeper that unless Wan Yankang had a brain disease, he would never take this road. In fact, this is normal, because the battlefield between the Qing Dynasty and the Central Plains is not the official road on the border. It's also a border, but to be honest, even if that place is defeated, it's actually useless.

Therefore, the place where the two sides are fighting is actually in another city, and it is not close to this place.

In this case, this city can also be used by Mu Xiaojiu and them as a tactic for doubtful soldiers.

They can sprinkle the fog along the way, and at the same time inquire about Yan Kang's whereabouts, switch identities a few more times, and keep them can confuse those Qing soldiers to a great extent.

Therefore, the two of them had already discussed last night that they wanted to go out and kill.

As a result, he didn't expect that Mu Xiaojiu just went out for a break in the morning, but found a reason that could make his killing intent skyrocket. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Mu Duan this sentence as soon as he returned to the inn.

Seeing Mu Duan nodding, Mu Xiaojiu gently patted Mu Duan's shoulder, "Since that's the case, then, let's go, let's go to the yamen first." ”10