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Chapter 816 The Arrival of the Angel

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    Under the enthusiastic and flattering guidance of the shop assistant, Gu Juan walked into the restaurant slowly and sat down at a table in the corner.

    He kept silent all the time, just because the shop guy's speech sounded very strange, which was quite different from the official dialect of Dawei. If he listened carefully, it sounded like an ancient man who didn't know how long ago.

    But what is even more strange is that he can basically understand it, and seems to be able to say a few words in the same way.

    After thinking about it, there is only one situation that can explain it.

    That is, during the period of memory loss, he learned this "local language" and kept it.

    Gu Juan silently watched the smiling faces of the store clerk, but felt a little bit of a strange feeling from it.

    What's more, the word "old place" appeared in the "welcome speech" of the shop assistant. Does this mean that he had eaten at least one meal in this restaurant before, so he was given a slap in the face by the other party when he came here today?  Recognized?

    No wonder I was already so hungry that my chest was on my back before I entered the town, but now my hunger didn't increase. It turned out that it was because I had a big meal in the restaurant last night.

    It's just that he is a little puzzled, is he really so reckless, the situation is unknown, he is so determined, and just entered such a weird and weird place, he threw away his arms, let go of his hands and feet, and started eating and drinking?

    Or is it that this store has already gone through its own detailed inspection, and only came in for a meal after confirming that there were no problems?

    Gu Juan believes that with his level of caution, there should be a high probability that it is the second situation, which means that this restaurant is not dangerous, so you can rest assured to eat boldly.

    However, due to lack of memory, he still remained a little cautious. After sitting down at the corner table, he followed the crowd and ordered a few vegetable platters, stewed pork in sauce, and wine.  He closed his eyes and said nothing, just sat there motionless.

    The store served the food very quickly. In less than a quarter of an hour, the waiter squeezed over with the jug in one hand and the plate in the other, serving the wine with swift hands and feet.

    During the busy process, his mouth did not stop, "Guest guest looks much better today, did you go to see Su Shengshou yesterday?"

    Su Sheng's hands

    Gu Juan kept his expression on the face, but his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately sketched out a few guessing clues.

    He ate here last night, and the waiter at the shop felt that something was wrong with him, and recommended him a doctor named Su Shengshou

    Then he really went to find Su Luo's home. Although he didn't know if the other party had treated him, it was generally certain that he would not leave after entering Su's house, and killed that man with an axe.  The one surnamed Su slept in the bedroom until he was woken up by the blazing sun on his buttocks

    Facing the waiter's attentive inquiries, Gu Juan quickly came to his senses, coughed lightly in noncommittal, and put on a high-cold stance that was obviously unwilling to say more.

    ? Seeing this situation, the waiter in the shop was also very knowledgeable, so he didn't get too entangled. He just smiled and said, "Please take care of the guest officer," then bowed and left quickly.

    Although it is just a small restaurant, the table of wine and food they made looks really high-end.

    Not only does it look exquisite and beautiful, but more importantly, it is the scent that hits the face. It can make people feel drunk just by smelling it, and swallow their tongues.

    So, did he eat here last night?

    Is there any danger in these delicacies that are almost "soul-wrenching"?

    Gu Juan once again took a deep breath of the aroma of the food. While hesitating and hesitating, his eyes suddenly fell on the bowl of noodles that existed as a staple food.

    He stared blankly at the bowl of noodle soup, and suddenly there were some memory fragments about eating noodles in the back of his mind.

    "I'll give you something to eat next"

    Who is going to feed him next?

    No, that's not the point.

    The point is that in the memory fragment that he suddenly remembered, the taste of that mouthful of noodles was simply delicious.

    So, did he really eat the food here yesterday?

    Thinking of this, he immediately took the chopsticks and was about to put them down impatiently, but at the last moment he stopped his movements abruptly with great perseverance.

    No, the aroma of this bowl of noodles seems to be slightly different from the one in my memory.

    Compared with the aroma in memory, there is something missing in the noodle soup in front of me, and it is very important.? Condiments.

    Gu Juan gulped down a mouthful of saliva, slowly put the chopsticks on the table, and looked around.

    So, he actually went to the wrong hotel?

    The restaurant I ate at last night should not be this one.

    All the familiar words of the shop waiter just now may be because he has attracted too many customers, so he has admitted the wrong person.

    In such a weird and weird place, for the sake of safety, he still can't covet the momentary appetite, so as not to cause unnecessary disasters.

    Although the plan had been made, Gu Juan did not get up and leave immediately, but pretended to be eating and drinking, and stirred the food on the plate, so that after the tea time passed, he put down the bamboo chopsticks and prepared to get up.

    Then he discovered another rather serious problem.

    He does not appear to have any money with him.

    Why did he only think about changing clothes when he came out of that yard instead of finding some money?

    Thinking of this, Gu Juan felt hesitant for a while, and even the table of food in front of him seemed not as fragrant as it was before.

    Feeling around, he took out the loose clothes with Gao Guanbo all over his body, but he didn't find even a copper coin.

    Forget it, let¡¯s eat first, let¡¯s talk about it, it¡¯s just an overlord¡¯s meal. Back then, he didn¡¯t pay for eating in a restaurant as big as Jue Pin Beijing Wei. This is just a small roadside restaurant.  how?

    After he figured it out, he sat upright again, taking a panoramic view of the positions and movements of the shop assistants and shopkeepers, looking for the best time to slip away.

    Suddenly, he heard a very low voice coming from a table away.

    "The sacrifices have been prepared, and counting the days, it is finally time for the angels to descend."

    Gu Juan immediately held his breath and focused his attention. He followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man with a stooped figure and wearing a black robe, talking in a low voice with a person in the same dress on the opposite side.

    Angel?

    He was slightly taken aback, this statement is a bit strange.

    Could it be said that there is an imperial court in such a strange and weird place?

    For the word angel, he would not think of the birdman with white wings, but should be the messenger of the emperor, or leaning on the myth, it can also be understood as the messenger sent by the god, but whether it is  The emperor is still a god, and it is not so harmonious to appear in this kind of place.

    Gu Juan still wanted to find out more news, but he didn't expect that after the middle-aged man in the black robe made such a sudden remark, he never brought up the topic related to angels again.  Trivial chores of no use.

    He stopped his thoughts and concentrated on thinking about how to sneak away without being discovered.

    After almost tea time, he finally saw the opportunity, stood up silently, and quietly entered the back door on the corner wall of the restaurant.

    It is impossible to go through the front door, because there is always a shop waiter there to welcome and see you off, that is, only by walking through the back door can you sneak away from the order with confidence, instead of showing your ax to fight after a meal  situation.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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