Under the enthusiastic and flattering guidance of the shop guy, Gu Juan slowly walked into the restaurant and sat down at a table in the corner.

He kept silent, just because the guy in this shop sounded very strange when he spoke, and it was quite different from the official dialect of the Great Wei, and it sounded like an ancient person who didn't know how long ago.

But what's even more strange is that he can basically understand it, and it seems that he can say a few words in the same way.

Thinking about it, there is only one situation that can explain it.

It was during the time of memory loss that he learned this "local language" and has preserved it ever since.

Gu Juan silently stared at the smiling faces of the shop guys, but he felt a trace of weirdness from them.

What's more, the word "old place" appeared in the "welcome speech" of the guy in the store, does this mean that he has eaten at least one meal in this restaurant, so he was recognized by the other party as soon as he came over today?

It's no wonder that I was so hungry that I was so hungry that I pressed my chest against my back before I entered the town, but now it didn't worsen my hunger, because I had eaten in the restaurant last night.

It's just that he is a little puzzled, is he really so reckless, the situation is not clear, and he has just entered such a strange and strange realm, so he threw off his arms, let go of his hands and feet, and began to eat and drink?

Or did the shop come in for a meal after a thorough investigation of its own and making sure there were no problems?

Gu Juan thinks that with his own degree of caution, there should be a high probability that it is the second situation, which means that there is no danger in this restaurant, and he can rest assured that he can eat boldly.

However, due to memory loss, he still left a little careful, and after sitting down at the corner table, he ordered a few vegetable platters, marinated sauce and meat, and asked for wine and noodle soup, so he just closed his eyes and sat there motionless.

The restaurant served the food quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the guy squeezed over with a wine jug in one hand and a plate in the other, and poured the wine neatly with his hands and feet.

In the process of busy work, his mouth did not stop, "The guest officer looks much better today, did he go to find Su Shengshou yesterday to see if he is sick?"

Su Shengshou ......

Gu Juan was silent on his face, but his heart jumped suddenly, and he suddenly sketched out a few speculative trajectory clues.

He had dinner here last night, and then it was the shopkeeper who felt that he had a physical problem and recommended him a doctor named Su Shengshou......

Then he really went to find the house of the Holy Hand Su Luo, although I don't know if the other party treated him, but it is generally certain that he will not leave when he enters Su's house, and he will kill the surnamed Su with an axe, and he will sleep in the bedroom until he is awakened by the blazing sun......

Facing the shopkeeper's diligent inquiry, Gu Juan quickly came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and put on a cold posture that was obviously unwilling to say more.

Seeing this situation, the shopkeeper was also interested, and did not dwell too much, only smiled and said that the guest officer was slow, and then bowed and left quickly.

Although it is just a small restaurant, the table of wine and food they make looks really high-grade.

Not only does it look delicate and beautiful, but more importantly, it is the fragrance that comes to the face, and it can make people intoxicated and swallow their tongues when they smell it.

So, did he eat here last night?

Are there any dangers in these delicious wines and delicacies that are simply "seductive"?

Gu Juan took a deep sniff of the aroma of the food again, and was extremely entangled and hesitant, when his eyes suddenly fell on the bowl of noodles that existed as a staple food.

He looked at the bowl of noodle soup in a daze, and suddenly there were a few more fragments of memories about eating noodles in the depths of his mind.

"I'll give you ...... below"

Who's going to feed him?

No, that's not the point.

The point is that in the memory fragment that he suddenly remembered, the taste of that bite of noodles was simply a delicacy that would make people go to heaven and earth.

So, did he really eat the food here yesterday?

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately took the chopsticks and couldn't wait to put them down, but at the last moment, he stopped his movements with great perseverance.

No, the aroma of this bowl of noodles seems to be slightly different from the memory fragments of my own.

Compared with the fragrance in my memory, the noodle soup in front of me is missing something, and it is a very key condiment.

Gu Juan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slowly put the chopsticks on the table, and looked around.

So, he actually went to the wrong hotel?

The restaurant I ate at last night shouldn't be this one.

The various familiar words of the shopkeeper just now may also be because he has attracted too many customers, so he recognized the wrong person.

In such a strange and strange place, for the sake of safety, he still can't covet a momentary appetite, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Although the plan had been decided, Gu Juan did not get up and leave immediately, but pretended to eat and drink, stirring the food on the plate, so that after the tea time, he put down the bamboo chopsticks and prepared to get up.

Then he discovered another rather serious problem.

He doesn't seem to have any money with him.

Why did you only think about changing your clothes when you came out of that courtyard, and didn't scavenge some money to get out?

Thinking of this, Gu Juan felt a moment of hesitation, and even the food in front of him didn't seem to be as fragrant as the one he smelled before.

Touching around, he took out the wide clothes with a high crown and a wide belt on his body, but he didn't find even a single copper out.

Forget it, let's eat first, it's just a bully meal, I think he didn't pay for eating in a restaurant as big as a superb Beijing flavor, this is just a roadside restaurant, what can you do if you eat him for nothing?

After figuring it out, he sat upright again, taking in the positions of the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, looking for the best time to slip away.

Suddenly, he heard a very low voice from across a table.

"The sacrifices have been prepared, the days have been counted, and at last the time is approaching for the angel to come. ”

Gu Juan suddenly held his breath and looked over to see a middle-aged man with a rickety figure and a dark robe, talking in a low voice with the person in the same costume opposite.

Angel?

He was slightly stunned, this statement is a little strange.

Could it be that in such a strange and strange place, there is also the existence of the imperial court?

For the word angel, he would not think of the kind of birdman with white wings, but should be the messenger of the Son of Heaven, or lean on the side of the myth, which can also be understood as a messenger sent by the gods, but whether it is the Son of Heaven or the gods, it is not so coordinated to appear in this kind of place.

Gu Juan still wanted to hear a little more news, but he didn't expect that after the middle-aged man in the dark robe said such a thing coldly, he never talked about angels-related aspects again, and it sounded like trivial things that were useless.

He put his mind to himself, and he was bent on how to sneak away without being discovered.

After almost a tea time, he finally saw the opportunity, got up silently, and quietly disappeared into the back door of the corner wall of the restaurant.

It is impossible to go to the front door, because there is always a shopkeeper who is ushering in the delivery, that is, only by walking through the back door can you confidently and secretly escape the order, instead of eating a meal to the point of showing the axe and fighting.