It is the time of evening food, and the people in Xu Ji Restaurant are very lively.

Yao Qi lowered his head, walked into the restaurant with his arm in hand, and just sat down in the corner when a guy from the hall came over with a menu.

Under the cover of the menu, the two pretended to be ordering, whispering one sentence after another.

"Guest, what would you like to eat? Little Liuzi still went to you? ”

"Steamed goose breast, eight-treasure vegetables, golden silk jujube soup, lotus seed crisp. Yes, two hours later, you go to change the little six sons. ”

"Eh, okay, Yao joined the army, why don't you look good?"

"Isn't it good?" Yao Qi subconsciously touched her face, and as soon as she let go, the burning pain in her arm hit again, and she hurriedly covered it tightly.

"It's no different from a dead man." The guy who ran the hall dropped a sentence in a low voice, held the menu card, and went to the door of the restaurant to pick up the food while singing.

Yao Ji was stunned for a moment, let go of his hand, reluctantly took out a small palm-sized mirror from his belt, and whispered in surprise: "Ouch, I'll go, why is my face several shades white." ”

The burning pain on her arm came like a tide again, she trembled and clenched her arm, and shouted weakly: "Xiao Er, have another cup of black chicken yam soup." ”

The steamed dishes are prepared in advance and placed in the large vat at the door, and the serving speed is extremely fast, almost as soon as the diners finish ordering, the running hall guy wears a special thick gauntlet, takes out the corresponding dishes from the vat at the door, puts them on the tray, and sends them to the dining table.

When Yao Ji caught a thief a few years ago, she found this restaurant by the way, and when she first tasted the food, she almost thought that she had met a fellow countryman, and the taste of this dish was exactly the same as the small bowl of steamed vegetables that were everywhere in the streets and alleys in her previous life.

After several inquiries, she found that she had eaten and then thought too much, this is an ancestral craft, and she has to pass the word "delicious" given by the emperor.

Since then, she has become a regular customer of this store, using the taste of this hometown to comfort her wandering heart.

But this time when she came to eat at the restaurant, her mood was completely different, this restaurant turned out to be one of the secret piles of the Internal Health Division, and her homesickness was fed to the dog.

As soon as she thought of this, she couldn't swallow it when she looked at the steamed vegetables in front of her.

She was picking up vegetables all the time, and her arm hurt so much that she couldn't hold the bamboo chopstick.

She rolled up her sleeves and looked at it, and her whole arm was not red or swollen, but there were bursts of pain like ten thousand insects gnawing.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his arm, and the flesh swelled.

As if she had seen a ghost, she reached out and pressed her arm, which surged again as if in response to her.

The surging was like the wriggling of some kind of mollusc reptile, and her hairs stood on end, and cold sweat soaked through her clothes in an instant.

Now she could confirm that there was something in her arm.

The word "parasite" suddenly came to her mind.

Before she could recover from the shock, she saw that the arm had dried up as quickly as the naked eye could see, like a thin layer of skin under the head, and in an instant, the layer of flesh had been sucked clean by something.

Her face turned pale, and she suddenly pushed away the food table, covered her arms and ran outside.

Seeing this, the guy who ran the hall hurriedly chased him out and shouted loudly: "Hey, eat white food, hey, you haven't given the silver yet, hey, you stinky shameless, don't let Lao Tzu see you next time." ”

Yao Qi's body was stunned, barely stabilizing his uncontrolled body, enduring the pain, and turned around and whispered tremblingly: "Go and see, go to the adult, go, go to Pingkangfang, help, me." ”

After speaking, her whole person was like a gust of wind, through the faint twilight, she ran extremely fast, and her figure shook out the afterimage.

The guy who ran the hall threw the sweat towel to his shoulder, scolded and entered the restaurant, and turned around in the back kitchen, and after a while, a man with an ordinary face walked out of the restaurant and hurried to the internal health department.

It was very fast to get dark, and in an instant, the ink rippled in the sky, swallowing up the streamer, and the whole city was swallowed into the night, and the undulating eaves and cascading walls added a bit of calmness.

There was a curfew everywhere, and the horsemen roamed the streets and alleys, and the shopkeepers carried their lamps and inspected the closed alleys.

Turning the corner, he walked to the middle of the winding alley, next to which was the brightly lit and smiling workshop, and the young man suddenly stumbled and threw himself forward.

The older man grabbed the young man by the clothes, and finally grabbed him, and he didn't fall face down.

The lanterns in the hands of the two of them flickered, illuminating the ground.

There was a man lying on the ground, looking skinny, with a very faint rise and fall of his back.

The young man kicked the man angrily and scolded: "This unlucky guy is lying here, almost tripping me over." ”

The man was kicked, but he remained motionless, not even snorting.

The elder Fang Ding said: "We are Pingkangfang, and there are people who have drunk too much." ”

The young man stepped over the man with his foot and spat out, "Bah, damn drunkard. ”

The elder Fang Ding shook his head and smiled, walked past the man, swept his eyes, and his body suddenly stopped, frowning slightly, "No." ”

The young Fang Ding was stunned and said, "What's the matter, Master." ”

The elder man retreated to the man's side, squatted down, looked up, and said, "Put the lamp closer." ”

The dim light was lowered and enveloped the man.

The elder man pointed to the man's hair and said, "Look, this is the girl's dress. ”

The young man also saw that something was wrong, a young girl was lying on her stomach in Pingkangfang, motionless and not knowing whether she was alive or dead, no matter how she looked at it, it didn't look like a good thing.

He licked his dry lips: "Master, she, no, it's dead." ”

The elder Fang Ding stretched out his hand and pressed it on the man's neck, shook his head and said, "There is still gas, but on such a cold day, lying here all night, if you have gas, you will become out of breath." ”

He felt compassion and said, "Let's turn it over first and see whose family it is." ”

As he spoke, the young man put the lantern on the ground, and together with the older man, turned over the girl lying on the ground, which was not tight, and scared the two of them, and the two sat directly on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The girl had a miserable white face, even her lips were white and bloodless, her eyes were closed, and her circles were light blue, and she was a dead face.

The young Fang Ding tightened the sleeves of the older Fang Ding, and said tremblingly: "Master, Master, she, she, isn't this just dead, dead?" ”

The elder Fang Ding shook his hand and put it under the girl's nose, tried her breath, and saw that there was no blood and wounds on her body, so he took a deep breath and said: "It's okay, it's okay, it's still alive, I guess it's very cold." ”

The young man also breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the girl, and he sighed softly.

The place was just far away from the lights in front of the workshop, and it was as dark as ink, and only by the dark moonlight, it was impossible to see the girl's face clearly.

He felt that this girl was very similar to the person in his impression, but he felt that he was wrong, that girl was so fierce, how could she be so unlucky and lying here half-dead.

He thought about it, but brought the lantern over, and the light of the fire illuminated the girl's face.

His pale face was a withered yellow color, lifeless.

Now he finally saw it clearly, and threw the lantern aside with a cry.

The candle was crooked, and the flame burned through the paper lampshade in an instant, and in a few breaths, the lantern burned to ashes.

The elder Fang Ding was so frightened by his cry that he staggered, slapped him on the back of the head, and scolded: "What is it called, Lao Tzu's soul is about to be scared away by you." ”

The young man stumbled and said, "No, no, Master, this person, this person is the official of Jingzhao Mansion, Jingzhao Mansion." ”

"The official of Jingzhao Mansion, what an official." The elder Fang Ding twitched the corners of his mouth, lifted another lantern and looked at it carefully: "It looks a little familiar." ”

"It's not like, it's just." The young man got up and pointed to the miserable white face: "I recognize her, a while ago she came to investigate the case of Fengheyuan, I saw with my own eyes that she beat the nursing home that didn't tell the truth, such a strong nursing home, she whipped it off, her skin was open, and she couldn't get up." ”

The elder Fang Ding's face changed, seeing that the girl's face was getting whiter and whiter, and her breathing was getting weaker and weaker, he shouted loudly: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up, hurry up and set up the car, and send her back to Jingzhao Mansion, if you delay any longer, she will die, and Lord Yin of Nafu will tear us both alive." ”

The young man answered, and trotted to find the lieutenant.

The elder man took off his lambskin jacket, put it on the girl, and kept by her side and thought: "My lord, if you survive, you don't need to think about the good of our master and apprentice, but if you are unlucky to die, don't come to us both, it's all fate." ”

After a while, the lieutenant personally drove the carriage over, carefully identified the girl's appearance, and looked through the pouch in her waist, and sure enough, he found a dark iron brand, his face changed greatly, and he sent the girl to the car, left a sentence to guard the door, and left.

The two watched the carriage go away, closed the door, and just breathed a sigh of relief against the wall, the door was slammed vigorously.

The young man scolded impatiently: "It's curfew, smash what, get away." ”

An extremely cold and deep voice came from outside the door: "The Internal Health Department investigates the case and opens the door." ”

The young man jumped to his feet and scolded: "You said that you are the Department of Internal Guard, you are the Department of Internal Security, and Lao Tzu also said that Lao Tzu is the elder of the pavilion." ”

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

The young Fang Ding raised his eyebrows triumphantly at the older Fang Ding: "Master, you said, why are there so many impostors." ”

Before the words fell, a loud rumbling sound was heard outside, like thunder in the dark night.

The wooden latch creaked, and suddenly broke in two, jagged and uneven.