12dz Chapter 756 Su Wuming 55
Chapter 756 Su Wuming 55
Lu Lingfeng stamped his feet impatiently: "I say, can you two stop being so annoying? How can you flirt everywhere?!" He rolled his eyes, as if he saw something eye-catching.
"If you don't know, you would think we are here for an outing!"
Chu Hua burst out laughing, let go of Su Wuming's hand, and walked to Lu Lingfeng: "General Lu, I'm just afraid of the cold, so I'd like to ask Mr. Su to warm my hands."
As she spoke, she deliberately cast a coquettish glance at Su Wuming, causing Su Wuming's ears to slightly redden.
"I'm hungry. Bring me some wine and food!" Lu Lingfeng looked at the postman.
"The three of you will wait a moment..." The postman smiled sinisterly. The dim candlelight cast a strange shadow on his face, making him look like a clown on the stage, indescribably funny and creepy.
He drawled out his words, turned around and disappeared deep into the back hall, leaving the three of them staring at each other in the empty hall.
Chu Huan took out a purse with exquisite embroidery from her bag, shook it gently, and a few delicate and small cakes rolled into her fair palm.
Peach blossom cakes, hibiscus cakes, osmanthus cakes... colorful and fragrant, forming a sharp contrast with the gloomy environment.
"Come, come, try my cooking." Chu Hua handed the pastries to Su Wuming and Lu Lingfeng with a smile.
"Although it's not as good as the imperial chefs, it can at least fill my stomach."
Su Wuming looked at the cakes in her hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "When did you make these?"
He remembered that they rushed all the way and had no time to stop and rest.
Chu Hua blinked and smiled mysteriously: "Secret."
She would never tell him that she took these pastries out of the snack bag in Space Modern.
Su Wuming took a piece of peach cake and took a bite. It was soft, sweet and melted in the mouth. It was indeed a top-grade cake. He nodded in appreciation: "It tastes good."
Lu Lingfeng grabbed a piece of lotus cake, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's not bad, much better than the rotten rice in this shabby post station."
He said, reaching for another piece.
Chu Huan smiled and slapped his hand away: "Hey, hey, hey, don't fight over it, everyone has a share." She shared the remaining cakes between the two of them, and picked up a piece of osmanthus cake to taste slowly.
The three were eating when they suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the door, as if something was crawling.
Lu Lingfeng stood up alertly: "Who?!"
Lu Lingfeng opened the door abruptly, but found nothing except a flashing black shadow. The night was dark, and the wind was howling, making the broken door of the post station creak, adding a bit of gloom.
"What is that?" Chu Huan poked her head out curiously, but saw only darkness.
"Maybe it's a wild cat..." Su Wuming said lightly, but his eyes were scanning the door sharply.
"In this remote place, anything is possible."
Lu Lingfeng closed the door half-believingly, muttering, "This damn place, even the cats are evil..."
Before he finished speaking, the postman in the back hall came out with food, with a flattering smile on his face: "Three, thank you for waiting for a long time, please enjoy your meal."
It was called a meal, but in fact it was just a few wild vegetable dumplings and a bowl of soup with vegetable leaves floating in it without any oil or water.
The wild vegetable dumplings were dark in color, like dough that had been kneaded too much, and had no appetite at all. The soup was even clearer, with a few isolated vegetable leaves swirling in the soup, as if silently protesting against this tragic fate.
Lu Lingfeng widened his eyes, pointed at the bowl of soup, and asked in disbelief: "This... is this the wine and food you mentioned? Are you sending away beggars?!"
The postman grinned, looking like a hungry ghost crawling out of the underworld.
"Shangguan, you are joking. This place is simple and we only have these simple meals. I hope you three will not mind."
"Simple meals?" Lu Lingfeng sneered.
He poked the wild vegetable dumpling with chopsticks in disgust. The dumpling was soft and had no elasticity at all.
When Lu Lingfeng turned around, he found Su Wuming sitting upright, eating the wild vegetable dumplings in front of him slowly, as if he was tasting some delicacies from the mountains and the sea.
He even scooped up a few leaves with a spoon and chewed them carefully, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Chu Hua watched Su Wuming eat seriously, so she also picked up a wild vegetable dumpling and took a small bite carefully.
A faint bitterness spreads across the tip of the tongue, with the unique fragrance of wild vegetables.
To be honest, the taste is not that great, but compared to being hungry, it is already a delicious meal.
While trying to swallow, she secretly observed Su Wuming. This man was really calm even when faced with a huge disaster. He could taste the delicacies of mountains and seas even when eating wild vegetable dumplings.
"Su Wuming, what do you think of this dish?" Chu Hua couldn't help but ask, with a hint of teasing in her tone.
Su Wuming put down the wild vegetable dumpling in his hand, wiped his mouth elegantly with a handkerchief, and said seriously: "It's light and refreshing, with a unique flavor."
"Why are you two still eating?" Lu Lingfeng looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.
"After you finish your meal, go to the first room on the right wing to rest. That room is big, and a wandering monk stayed here last month. It's more lively..." The postman named Liu Shiba smiled sinisterly, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth, just like the legendary mandrill that sucks people's essence.
"Don't you have any rooms in your inn?" Lu Lingfeng curled his lips in disdain, as if the wild vegetable dumplings were poison.
"What's wrong with the inn having two rooms upstairs?" Liu Shiba turned his head and looked at Lu Lingfeng.
"Since there is an upper room, why don't you let us live there? Didn't you see the woman there?" Lu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, his tone full of displeasure, as if he had been greatly insulted.
"The upper right room, that's where I was talking about the unclean posthouse. Does Sima Su dare to live there?"
Chu Hua was quick to move and grabbed Lu Lingfeng's finger that was about to point at Liu Shiba's nose. She lowered her voice and said, "It's better to have less trouble than more. We still have to travel tomorrow."
She gave Lu Lingfeng a look that said "I understand you", then turned to the postman and gave him a sweet smile: "Then I'll have to trouble you, little brother. We've got the first room on the right wing."
Su Wuming also put down the wild vegetable dumpling in his hand at the right time, and said to Lu Lingfeng in a gentle voice: "Lu Lingfeng, don't be impulsive. Since you are here, you should make the best of it. Rest for a night first, and make plans tomorrow."
Although Lu Lingfeng was dissatisfied, he could not get angry anymore since Su Wuming and Chu Hua said so. He could only glare at the postman fiercely, sat down angrily, and continued to argue with the bowl of bland soup.
Su Wuming calmly withdrew his gaze, hiding the flash of disappointment in his eyes. The wild vegetable dumplings suddenly became tasteless, like chewing wax.
He didn't understand why Huan'er wanted to hold Lu Lingfeng's hand? Could it be that she was...
He secretly glanced at Chu Hua opposite him, and Su Wuming's heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible hand, making him feel indescribably bitter.
He tried hard to control his emotions and look normal. He picked up the soup spoon and gently stirred the leaves in the bowl, but his mind had already drifted away.
Seeing Lu Lingfeng's stubborn look, Chu Hua knew that he would not eat the wild vegetable dumplings made by Liu Shiba, so she threw the purse to him: "Come on, don't be so hard on your stomach. Take it."
When Lu Lingfeng opened it, he saw several exquisite snacks inside, emitting an enticing sweet fragrance.
Su Wuming watched the two interacting, his eyes dimmed. He silently finished the remaining wild vegetable dumplings, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
"Su Wuming, don't you want some snacks?" Chu Hua noticed Su Wuming's actions and asked with concern.
Su Wuming shook his head and forced a smile: "I'm not hungry. Huan'er, you are weak, eat more."
Chu Hua felt warm in her heart. Su Wuming was really considerate.
After dinner, they went to the right wing to rest. In view of the difference between men and women, Su Wuming took the initiative to suggest: "Lu Lingfeng, why don't you and I sleep on the floor tonight."
Lu Lingfeng hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay, that's fine."
Su Wuming cautiously locked the door and checked the window carefully. After making sure it was closed tightly, he walked gently to the bed and began to make it.
"Su Wuming, although you have solved many cases, you are just a scholar after all, and you are really timid." Lu Lingfeng looked at Su Wuming's series of actions and felt that he was making a fuss out of nothing.
"There's a ghost in this inn!" Su Wuming lowered his voice, his expression solemn.
Lu Lingfeng sneered and patted Su Wuming's shoulder nonchalantly: "Su Wuming, are you crazy from solving cases? There are no ghosts in this world. I think you are scared by Liu Shiba's lies."
"That Liu Shiba told us that the main hall had been locked for several years. But when we were having dinner, I found that the table was very clean and dust-free. If it wasn't cleaned by a person, then it could only be... a ghost..."
Chu Hua was frightened by Su Wuming's words, and goose bumps instantly covered her arms.
After all, she was from the 21st century. Although she had written many mystery novels about ghosts and gods, she still felt a little nervous when she really had to face these things.
She subconsciously hugged the quilt in her arms tightly, and said calmly, "Su Wuming, you... don't scare me. There are no ghosts in this world. I think you are thinking too much."
Seeing Chu Huan was scared, Su Wuming quickly softened his voice and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Huan'er. I'm just speculating. Don't take it seriously. But it's better to be safe than sorry. We should be cautious."
"I have magic to protect me, so I'm not afraid!" Chu Hua puffed out her chest with a proud look on her face, as if she could conjure up something magical in the next second.
Her appearance actually eased the tense atmosphere. Su Wuming looked at her, a hint of helpless smile flashing in his eyes.
"Huan'er is right, I was worrying too much." Su Wuming coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.
"Huan'er has great magical powers, so there is no need to worry about these villains." He said this, but he was still worried. After all, no one can say for sure whether there are ghosts in this world.