Volume 2: A sudden change in the prison, a red-clothed man goes out to find a thief Chapter 210: Storytelling requires summarization and generalization
Judging from what he had just seen, Yan Ziqing seemed to be an acquaintance of Zhang Susu. However, Li Si was not interested in this matter. After knowing her identity and name, he did not ask any more questions. After all, this was someone else 's acquaintance, not his, so why did he ask so many questions?
For a while, Zuo Liangping asked Ning Caihe several more questions in an indirect way, as if he wanted to find out Li Si's flaws through him. But Ning Caihe was naive, not stupid. After several questions, he vaguely guessed Zuo Liangping's purpose, and quickly found an excuse that he was busy and got up and left. Xiao Cao also had his own things to do, and soon left the table.
In a blink of an eye, no one spoke anymore. Zuo Liangping was not embarrassed at all. He continued to sit at the table, drinking water slowly, while quietly observing Li Si's behavior and actions.
He knew that he had to find some evidence to hand over to Yan Tingzhi, otherwise he would not be able to dispatch the Six Gates with his status. And it was absolutely impossible for him and the officers and soldiers in Mingzhou City to catch Li Si, so he could only wait.
However, what he didn't know was that even if he found evidence, Yan Tingzhi would basically not take action. People's hearts are always difficult to guess. As a young captain, Zuo Liangping is still too young.
After sitting there for another afternoon, he still gained nothing. Zuo Liangping left in silence, eating the dry biscuits he brought with him.
Oh, I don't know where he got such a thick skin. He came to the restaurant and only ordered water, and brought his own food. The salary of the Six Gates is not small, could it be that Yan Tingzhi deducted it from him?
I watched Zuo Liangping disappear into the street outside the door. It was dusk and most of the guests had left.
Li Si served the last side dish to everyone and then sat down at the long table at the door to rest.
At this moment, Xiao Cao suddenly came up to him, chuckled flatteringly, and whispered.
"Um, Brother Si~"
"Ah~" Li Si was frightened by the sudden sound and shivered, getting goosebumps all over his body. He immediately moved away a little and asked.
"What are you doing? "
"Hehe." Xiao Cao's eyes were curved and his smile was as big as a crescent moon. At the same time, he sat down at the table nimbly and said.
"Well, what was that battle at Changfeng Tower that Captain Zuo was talking about today?"
She had been thinking about this matter for a whole day. As she was fond of snooping on gossip, she naturally would not miss such a story. Moreover, Li Si, the person involved, was present and would definitely tell it in more detail than others.
So as soon as Zuo Liangping left, she couldn't help but run over to find out what was going on.
"Hmm?" Li Si was stunned at first, then he glanced at her thoughtfully.
"You want to hear it?"
"I want to listen!" Xiao Cao smiled ingratiatingly and nodded repeatedly. While speaking, he had already poured a bowl of water for Li Si.
"Oh." Li Si suddenly looked embarrassed. He moved his shoulders and neck and said in a pretentious manner.
"But I've been working for a whole day and I just feel uncomfortable all over. I really don't have the interest to do this."
"Don't worry, I'll rub it for you right away."
Who is Xiao Cao? Having been in the restaurant for so many years, he has already mastered the skill of observing people's words and expressions. Seeing Li Si say this, how could he not know what he meant? He immediately walked behind Li Si and gently pinched his shoulders.
"Ah~" Li Si felt his body soften and he fell on the table: "Comfortable."
"Then Brother Si, can you tell me about it?"
"Well, you can, but when I tell a story, I always like to put something in my mouth. Otherwise, you know, it won't have the same flavor."
"Hiss!" Xiao Cao grinned and took a breath of cold air. Looking at Li Si's smiling face, his expression unconsciously became ferocious and the strength in his hands increased.
She knew that Li Si was just trying to take advantage of the situation.
But who could have told her that she really wanted to hear it? She cursed the old thief in her heart, but on her face, Xiao Cao still forced a smile and said.
"Okay, wait for me."
As she said that, she picked up her clothes and ran to the backyard. Not long after, she ran back with a small bag of melon seeds in her hand.
This is hard currency among the guys, and most of the time it is more useful than copper coins.
"Yes." Xiao Cao opened the melon seeds and placed them in front of Li Si, and asked with a smile through gritted teeth.
"Can you tell me now?"
"Well, since you are so sincere, I will tell you about it."
Li Sixie smiled, picked up a melon seed with two fingers, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
Well, not bad, A-grade product.
Seeing that Li Si was finally willing to talk, Xiao Cao's expression immediately relaxed. He sat aside with great interest, waiting for this man to speak.
This is the past of the Thief King, and he can tell it himself. Apart from himself, even those people in the martial arts world probably don't have such an honor.
"If we really want to talk about the incident at Chang Feng Tower, it was not thirteen years ago, but fourteen years ago. Because right now, another year has passed."
Putting down the melon seeds in his hand, Li Si spoke with a sigh.
"That year, a demon named Yin Wuli escaped from the imperial palace prison because of me and murdered the common people everywhere. So I found him and killed him with my sword in Changfeng Tower."
After saying this, Li Si raised his eyebrows, as if he had finished speaking, and did not speak again.
Xiao Cao sat at the table in a daze, not coming back to her senses for a long time. It was only after a long time that she asked stupidly.
"that's all?"
"That's it, what else do you want?" Li Si looked at her as a matter of course.
"What about the grudges in the martial arts world, the movements of the various factions, why did this devil kill people, and what about the wind and clouds that Captain Zuo mentioned?"
Xiao Cao was dumbfounded. Where was the Immortal Sword? Where was the fame in the world? Why was this story just one sentence?
"Hey, Jianghu affairs are not as complicated as you think. Wind and cloud and so on are just exaggerations by Jianghu people. A demon appeared, and then I killed him. In the end, the matter was over. That's how it was. There is no so much mess."
Li Si waved his hand casually, stood up from the table, and put the bag of melon seeds into his arms without blushing or breathing heavily.
Regardless of whether Xiao Cao's trip was worth the price of the ticket, he was ready to leave, lest the little girl would realize her mistake and come after him.
As to whether this matter is really as ordinary as he said, perhaps only he himself who did it personally at the time knows.
No matter what, Yin Wuli was the first person he killed.
"I'm going to see how Xiaohe's martial arts training is going." Li Si made up a casual excuse and prepared to slip away to the backyard.
But by this time, Xiao Cao had come back to his senses.
"No, Li Si! Give me back my melon seeds!"
"Hey, you gave it to me yourself, why are you trying to take it back?"
"Don't run!"
"Swoosh, whoosh!" Banjiexian, who was sweeping the floor in the shop, only felt two gusts of wind passing by behind him, and then two figures ran away.
He glanced sideways at Li Si who was running in front of him, shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly.
This person is just like before, not good at speaking his mind.
Just as he always laughed before, just as he was teasing Xiao Cao now.
Behind the laughter, there is often an indescribable feeling.
He didn't want others to know what he was thinking.
Oh, this is really not a good habit. I don’t know when he can change it.
Thinking of this, Banjiexian continued to sweep the floor with his head down.
To be honest, he has never seen Li Si's true face.
Just ten years ago, he happened to pass by the temple in Jinshan. When he went in to visit, the old monk inside told him about it.
Li Si was a ghost, a wandering ghost, and the old monk had been chanting sutras for him for seventeen years.
