Chapter 17 Meat Tickets
"It's just simple!"
"The key is not this, the key is that since he has been 'dead' here; for three years, why did he lead us here?" Huamei planned to be Kudo Shinichi today. Wenjiu, wine and chicken are enjoyable, so she planned to cooperate.
"Talking about Mei, you want to say that since he wants us to discover something, why haven't we made any noise in the past few days!"
Huamei glanced at her and felt that she had already made the move.
"When it comes to my analysis, he has something to say to us! As for what he hasn't said so far, there are definitely three reasons!" Wen Jiujiu threw down the chicken bone in his hand, attacking the only remaining chicken legs, ignoring Huahua's slightly protesting eyes.
"The first thing is that he wants to say it, but he doesn't have the chance to say it, such as the flies, mosquitoes around us, so that he can't say it!"
Young Master Ye Xiao, who was far away in the inn, sneezes very unrealistically.
"The second thing is that he didn't intend to say that his purpose was to lead us here!" Huamei and Huahua were silent. Doesn't this mean that the road ahead is very dangerous?!
"What's the third one... is... um..." Hua Mei looked up and was surprised that this woman could still chew chicken legs with relish, and she was so invisible.
"It's... he was 'clicked';" Wen Jiujiu said, grinning and raising his hand and crossing his neck, staring at him and said, "You can't say anything anymore..." As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the courtyard was "clang" and a very tough man came in. The man held a letter in his hand, his eyes were like a knife. He first looked at Huahua, then looked at Huamei, who was on guard all over, and finally landed on Wen Jiujiu, who was still crossing his hand and holding chicken legs in his mouth. He paused a little, then took two steps forward, and handed the letter in his hand to Wen Jiujiu.
"Ha?" Wen Jiujiu has foreign objects in his mouth and his pronunciation is vague.
"Two young men asked me to go down the mountain to send a letter!" Wen Jiujiu took it suspiciously, but saw that the envelope was not signed, so he spit out the chicken legs and asked politely:
"Dare you ask if this elder brother is from Longhu Village on the mountain?" As soon as Wen Jiujiu finished speaking, Huamei wanted to whip her, but Wen Jiujiu held her down.
"That's right!" The man stared at Hua Mei, and his unkind face turned. Wen Jiujiujiu looked around and asked again:
"The letter is not signed. I wonder how this elder brother gave it to me?"
The man replied impatiently: "The little face who asked me to send the letter said: Biquan Village, a woman from other places, the one who is the one who is not the most honest! Isn't it you!"
Wenjiujiu:╥﹏╥
Huamei:("▔□▔)
Huahua:(⊙o⊙)
Spring, autumn, moon (invisible state): so sharp!
Seeing that the letter had been delivered, the man turned around and left. Huamei, Jiujiu and Huahua squeezed into a ball, and his three heads pressed together to read Wenjiujiu and opened the letter with greasy fingers:
Little wine, showcase letters.
Yu and I were trapped in Longhu Village, and brought 4,000 taels of silver bills to the mountain to redeem people. Speed!
Oh my god, I knew it was Feng Xing! Wen Jiujiu held the letter angrily, greeted the ancestors of the Feng family one by one in his heart, and then looked at Huamei sadly:
"Talking about plum, are we enough money?"
"Not enough!" Huamei was determined.
"How much is it?" Huamei stretched out four fingers.
"It's still four hundred taels away? It's easy to say, I'll borrow it from Ye Xiao!" Wen Jiujiu patted his heart.
"Not it's still bad! It's only!"
Wenjiujiu:( ̄kou ̄)...(To be continued)
Chapter completed!