Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

61-2

Xue Yu ran out of the inn in a fit of excitement.

The noise of the explosion was too loud to suppress. The uninformed people on both sides of the street were also infected by fear. They couldn't hide, so they stood at the wall holding the basket, praying that Xue Yu would not get close to them.

It seemed that there was a plague in the small county.

The source was a mermaid.

Xue Yu's mind was blank. No matter where he went, he was surrounded by the sound of panic running and overturning baskets.

Is it that scary? He couldn't empathize.

Xue Yu went all the way south. It was unknown how many hours had passed before the chaotic turmoil began. Looking up, he arrived at a small village with people. Maybe it wasn't a village. There were only a few thatched houses standing there quietly.

The breath he had been holding finally relaxed, and he felt his knees go weak, beads of sweat formed on his cheeks, and he was a little hungry.

There were small stalls selling things nearby, and he couldn't go back to the county, so there seemed to be no other way except to starve.

Xue Yu thought pessimistically that he might not eat tonight. As soon as this thought came out, the system voice rang in his mind: [Go knock on the door, take the silver Yunkang gave you, and exchange it with them for food.]

"Well, I almost forgot..."

He forgot that Yunkang packed him a money bag before he left, which was bulging and heavy, and probably had a lot of money.

Thinking of Yunkang, Xue Yu pursed his lips.

Yunkang should have had some reaction when he saw that he was gone. He would probably feel that the merman he had spent a lot of money to raise had just run away, and he would be furious for a while.

He should be the one who should be worried. He couldn't go back to the capital, so he had to think of other ways to get closer to Cen Guixuan.

After filling his stomach, Xue Yu went to a thatched house and knocked on the door. After a while, an old man with a headscarf came out to open the door. The older generation was superstitious. Seeing Xue Yu's kind face, the old man's vigilance was much less.

"Are you lost?" Seeing Xue Yu's bright clothes, he guessed that he was lost and came to seek help.

Xue Yu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'm not lost. I separated from my friend. He has something very important to me. I want to stay here for a few days to look for him. Grandpa, if it's convenient, can you take me in for one night? I can pay for it."

"Of course, I can. There are often passers-by who want to stay here," said the old man, "but I'm an old man and my house is dirty and messy. I'm not sure if you can get used to it."

Xue Yu has so many delicate problems, so he nodded and said he didn't mind.

The thatched house was not too cramped. The old man prepared a quilt and a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The food was light with a little meat. While eating, Xue Yu thought about going to the county to buy some dry food early tomorrow morning and asking for the fare back to the capital. A horse carriage would be good, but if there was one, a mule cart or a donkey cart would also work.

Xue Yu didn't recognize the bed, and he fell asleep as soon as he lay on it for so long.

On the second day, he borrowed a hat from the old grandfather, took a mule cart, and went to the county.