Chapter 15 "Master Zuo, Master Zuo, come and save me, Master Zuo, please help me."
Deng Si'er trembled when he heard the deep voice of the middle-aged man in front of him, and immediately looked up to the second floor and shouted regardless.
The middle-aged man was startled by Deng Si'er's sudden shout.
He involuntarily relaxed his grip, but still held on to Deng Si'er's wrist.
Deng Si'er was struggling and shouting.
In the whole inn, the people eating on the first floor all looked over curiously.
They saw the middle-aged man looking at Sven, but he just grabbed his wrist and didn't do anything to him.
No.
It was clear what this young man was shouting.
When Zuo Chi heard Deng Si'er's shout, he immediately opened his eyes and got out of bed.
When he opened the door and came out, he saw many people in other rooms coming out to watch the fun.
He couldn't help but become confused and slowed down.
Deng Si'er's shouting never stopped.
When the middle-aged man saw that everyone around him was looking towards them, he had no choice but to approach Deng Si'er and said threateningly: "Stop shouting, if you shout again I will break your wrist."
Upon hearing this, Deng Si'er hurriedly shut up, turned to the middle-aged man and shook his head vigorously, like a child playing with a rattle, and looked at him with eyes begging for mercy.
"Sit down obediently, I won't do anything to you."
The middle-aged man grabbed Deng Si'er, pushed him down on the stool where he was before, and said with a smile.
After Deng Si'er sat down, he looked at him warily while his eyes wandered around looking for Zuo Chi.
It wasn't until he saw the familiar black figure that Deng Si'er breathed a sigh of relief and his expression became normal.
The middle-aged man saw the change in Deng Si'er's expression and knew that it was time for the famous master catcher to arrive, so he followed Deng Si'er's gaze.
As expected, Zuo Chi stood at the top of the stairs and watched them.
The middle-aged man smiled at Zuo Chi, extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, then sat down and poured tea into the cup.
Although Zuo Chi didn't know what the middle-aged man wanted, he was cautious in his heart, so he habitually put his hand on the hilt of the sword to prevent Deng Si'er from making any mistakes if the man suddenly attacked.
"It's you."
Zuo Chi came over but did not sit down.
He looked at the middle-aged man and asked in a deep voice.
"Master Zuo, I haven't seen you for two days.
How are you?"
The middle-aged man placed the poured tea on the corner of the table in front of Zuo Chi and looked at Zuo Chi and said, but he did not stand up.
Deng Si'er saw the two of them looking at each other without saying a word, and saw that the middle-aged man just poured Zuo Chi a cup of tea.
He felt that he had been ignored, and Deng Si'er had not drank since he went downstairs to eat.
After passing the water, I felt very thirsty, so I quietly reached out my hand to bring Zuo Chi's cup of tea.
"Oh, why did you burn me to death?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Deng Si'er's outstretched hand touched the tea cup, the middle-aged man quickly picked up a chopstick on the table and hit Deng Si'er on the back of his hand with a snap.
Deng Si'er's hand shook in pain, and the tea that had just been served spilled out.
The water that had just been poured was very hot.
Deng Si'er covered the back of his hand and looked at the middle-aged man while gnashing his teeth and getting angry.
Being interrupted by Deng Si'er, Zuo Chi lost interest in the comparison and sat down.
It turned out that the stares between Zuo Chi and the middle-aged man were actually a secret competition, neither one wanted to lose to the other in terms of momentum.
When the middle-aged man saw Zuo Chi sitting down, he picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Zuo Chi.
He pushed it in front of Zuo Chi and said: "Master Zuo, please use it."
Zuo Chi looked at the light tea in the cup, which still had some residue, and frowned.
"It's no wonder why Mr.
Zuo doesn't like the tea here.
As Mr.
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Zuo, I must have never drank such low-grade tea."
The middle-aged man picked up his cup and drank slowly.
While drinking, he looked up at Zuo Chi and said.
Zuo Chi had indeed never drunk such low-quality tea.
Seeing that the middle-aged man's tone seemed to be sarcastic, he also tried to pick up the cup of tea in front of him and was about to drink it.
"Hey, you're still giving me some tea.
I'm so thirsty."
Deng Si'er stepped in, snatched the tea cup from Zuo Chi's hand, drank the water in the cup in two gulps, and licked his lips after drinking, looking satisfied.
Looking at the middle-aged man's meaningful smile, Deng Si'er snorted nonchalantly.
Deng Si'er saw that the middle-aged man had a sarcastic look on his face, and saw that Zuo Chi was really in trouble.
He just didn't want to watch the middle-aged man embarrass Zuo Chi, so he snatched Zuo Chi's tea cup.
However, Zuo Chi couldn't understand Deng Si'er's inner intention, and he didn't realize it.
Unexpectedly, this person saw it clearly.
"Uncle, you've had your tea, can you tell me who you are?"
Seeing that the middle-aged man was still staring at him, Deng Si'er asked first.
"Don't be so nervous.
I thought you would be happy to see me."
"We don't know you, why should we be happy to see you?"
Deng Si'er made a sound, rolled his eyes and said.
"Why are you staying in this inn?
Aren't you waiting for me?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Zuo Chi, turned back to Deng Si'er and said with a faint smile.
Deng Si'er was startled and quickly looked at Zuo Chi.
As soon as Zuo Chi saw Deng Si'er's panicked expression, he knew that their intentions had been exposed, so he sighed secretly and asked the middle-aged man straight to the point: "Yes, in that case, there is no need to hide it.
Who are you?
Why do you want to follow us and why do you deliberately attract our attention?"
The middle-aged man was still a little surprised when he heard this.
He didn't expect that he deliberately led Zuo Chi to follow him that night, but Zuo Chi found out, so he didn't beat around the bush with them and said bluntly: "I am not a person, and I have no other intentions.
It just happens that I am interested in the case of the seventeen bones."
Zuo Chi nodded after hearing this and asked again: "You are actually interested in the bones that have been buried in the soil for more than ten years.
Do you know the inside story?"
"I'm not going to hide this from you, I know a little bit about it."
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man picked up the tea cup again and shook it gently in his hand.
He controlled the strength well and did not let any tea in the cup spill out.
Zuo Chi and Deng Si'er looked at each other, then turned around and continued to ask the middle-aged man: "Do you think we will believe what you say?"
The middle-aged man seemed to have expected that Zuo Chi and Deng Si'er would have such thoughts.
After Zuo Chi finished speaking, he immediately stretched out his hand with the missing ring finger in front of Zuo Chi and Deng Si'er.
Wave slowly.
I just heard the middle-aged man say with a smile: "What, can you trust me?"
Zuo Chi narrowed his eyes and held Deng Si'er down to prevent him from speaking.
It was not until a while later that he asked: "How long has your finger been broken?
It's just a broken finger.
You can judge whether you believe it or not."
"Oh, my finger didn't last long after it was broken, just fifteen years."
The middle-aged man took his hand back and put it under his eyes, looking at it and talking.
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This time, Zuo Chi smiled lightly and said: "What a coincidence.
In that case, you can always tell us who you are now, right?"
The middle-aged man drank the tea, looked at Deng Si'er, then at Zuo Chi, and said slowly: "Chu Jing."
"Uh-huh," There was just a soft sound, and before Deng Si'er could see clearly, Zuo Chi had already pulled out the Qingfeng Sword and put it on the middle-aged man's neck.
Chu Jing The brother of the current emperor and uncle of Zuo Chi.
He was also one of the three kings who rebelled sixteen years ago.
Zuo Chi didn't expect it, but he was extremely shocked.
Chu Jing, the king of Yue at that time, and his uncle, did not die: