But the notice was very strange. There was nothing below the portrait except for a simple description of appearance characteristics and age. Even the person in this portrait had committed no reason. Why did he search everywhere without saying anything, and he only said that this person was very dangerous. If he saw it, he must notify the government to capture it alive and not act rashly.

Jiang Shining and the others looked at each other, stunned for a while, then lowered their heads and studied the portraits again-

"The eyes are smaller than the master." Shi Tou Zhang held it in for a long time, and he said, trying to find other differences in the portrait. After pausing for a while, he found that the portrait's eyebrows were poked like a mainland and said, "Look carefully, there is a small mole here. The master has no mole here, and the bridge of his nose is slightly collapsed than that of the master."

Xue Xian glanced at the so-called small mole at the end of his eyebrows. To be honest, it might be that the person who was painting the portrait shook his hands.

However, Jiang Shining lit the text under the portrait and said, "Don't just stare at the painting, look here. I emphasized it here that this monk has a high cheekbones and a slightly hooked nose."

As soon as he finished speaking, his four eyes stared at Xuan Min's cheekbones and the tip of his nose.

Xuan Min: "…"

He was not used to such unrestrained gazes, and he frowned slightly, and with his cold face, he seemed increasingly difficult to get close to.

Jiang Shining and the others looked back embarrassedly. Xue Xian, who was not afraid of Xuan Min, directly took his hand and pushed Xuan Min's face to the other side so that he could see the side more clearly. "The tip of this nose is not hooked at all."

Xuan Min lined up his lawless claws and still frowned and stared at the portrait.

"If you don't say anything else, it just depends on the expression of the master, and it doesn't look like the person you are looking for. If you really make a mistake, you can be like this unknowing? That's so good!" Shi Tou Zhang's position among the people in this group is at the bottom, so once you catch a chance, you start to flatter. "Besides, although the people in this portrait are a little similar to the master, they look fiercer than the master. Look at the eyebrows and eyes, they are not as good as the master's decent-"

He dragged his throat and did not dare to really reach out to point Xuan Min's face. He just raised his finger carefully and said, "Just look at this face, how could he be a very vicious person."

When he explained, Xue Xian snorted in his heart: This bald donkey looks unaware of it, and there is no need to act. With his fault of losing memory after disagreement, even if he really did something, he might have forgotten it all. Of course, he doesn't know why he was caught. But...

The hooked nose and high cheekbones are indeed incompatible. The portrait only has a positive face and cannot express these two points.

He was thinking and muttering in his heart, and a table of people almost whispered in a low voice not far away poured into his ears. Xue Xian glanced quietly.

"Does this monk look a bit like the person on the notice?" One of them glanced at Xuan Min and whispered in the ear of the other.

But Xue Xian was so powerful that he could hear the whisper clearly.

"I've been staring at him just now, but definitely not." Another man replied in a low voice, "Our county is closest to the ferry, and people come and go every day. How many monks who pass by are sent to the government office have not been seen, but the day before yesterday, it's almost the same one that was painted. The government office has rejected it, and the cheekbones of the people you are looking for must be higher--"

The man curled his lips slightly at Xuan Min, "This cheekbones are not as tall as yesterday, so there is no need to think about it. Besides, the monk who was really suspicious was caught by the guards at the city gate. How could he wait until this time? Didn't my brother-in-law work as a servant in the yamen? I heard that the person above added some other descriptions, and the notice will have to be replaced with a new one in two days."

"Switch again?! This notice has been changed three times in the past half month. Is there anyone who can change? Who can still change as they grow up?"

"Who knows!" the man shook his head and said, "The first few days the people in the county have to look at the monks more often. After changing them twice, how many people are still in charge of this nostalgic business now?"

After reading the notice and listening to what the two of them said, Xue Xian understood why the guards at the city gate had stared at Xuan Min for a few more times, and finally waved their hands to let them go.

If someone who doesn't know Xuan Min, just the points that those people talk about and the portraits that are different from Xuan Min are enough to eliminate Xuan Min. After all, his temperament is really a bit out of the world. Most people will be fooled by his temperament at first sight and then notice his appearance. People with this temperament do not seem to be traitorous or evil.

But Xue Xian is different from those strangers. He also knows the other side of Xuan Min - his magic is unfathomable and his memory is incomplete.

People who only look slightly similar to the portrait and have many details are often inclined to be not the same person.

But if a person not only looks a little similar to the portrait, he is also unknown, unfathomable, has strange problems, and forgets the past for some reasons... Can so many things happen to be a person? Can he explain it by just a coincidence of looking a little like?

Tsk—Is that right?

Xue Xian narrowed his eyes, took a sip of hot tea, and stared at Xuan Min. However, Xuan Min himself kept looking at the portrait and never paid attention to his gaze.

"Customer, your food is here-" The waiters in this shop have all practiced it. They can serve four dishes on one hand and can't even sprinkle the soup at all.

But the waiter who came to deliver food to Xue Xian and the others was not the same as the one who came to pour them some tea and refreshments. Generally, there are some unwritten rules in the store. He always greeted the customer at the table. He rarely changed people in the middle, because if he met a generous master, he would be very sloppy and sweet in his service, and he might be able to collect some errands for running errands.

"Hmm? Where is that guy just now?" Shi Tou Zhang was so idle that he had to worry about everything. Seeing that the waiter served food on the table, he asked.

The waiter smiled and said, "Oh, Qijin was burned by a clay pot when he was serving dishes in the kitchen. He was afraid that he would not be attentive to serve him, so he asked me to replace him. The steamed pork noodles were just out of the pot and it was a bit hot. The customer was careful."

He said "use it slowly" and smiled and bowed his waist.

Everyone on the table didn't think much about it. Besides, I had been hungry for a day and didn't see food. As soon as the hot dish was served, the aroma mixed with the foggy heat came to my face. All the greed that had been holding it for a day was hooked up and was ready to move. Who had the brain to think about something else?

Because of Xuan Min's trick, all the dishes this time were ordered by Xue Xian in person.

Steamed meat with glutinous and crispy rice, the chicken soup in the clay pot is rich, the stewed mountain flour is neat, and it is full of pieces. When the mountain mushroom tofu soup is served, it is still steaming hot when it is served, and the beef buns with golden bottoms are boiling with a bite of hot soup...

Shi Tou Zhang, who was almost starving, felt so happy that he was almost fainting, and even Lu Erqi couldn't help swallowing.

"Why do you know which one has any signature dish?" Jiang Shining was a wild ghost, sitting in the darkest corner, unable to eat another chopstick. Looking at the hot food, he felt quite resentful and could only squeeze Xue Xian half-heartedly.

"Don't show off your face to visit the grave." Xue Xian picked his chin, "Just... smell the smell."

When he used to be good, although he didn't like to stay in the market for a long time, he was still familiar with restaurants and restaurants everywhere. Every time he did something, he could go from south to north and east to west with his footsteps. However, he was in a hurry to go, but he never rushed back. He always liked to pick some county towns along the way and eat some unknown delicacies.

Even after becoming half paralyzed in the past six months, he has never treated himself badly. He tried every means to ask someone to get him some famous signature food. As a result... Since he met Xuan Min, he has been living a life of two or three days to have a good meal. Who can I ask for?

Thinking of this, he became a little angry and the chopsticks moved more frequently, as if he was about to eat back the missing circle.

Xuan Min was still thinking about the notice, but the ancestor next to him had too many moves, and he didn't stop after chopsticks, which made him unable to continue thinking, so he had to fold the notice and put it away first.

The store is very real. Each dish gives a lot of portions, a large pot of steamed pork, and the mountain mushroom tofu soup is like bringing all the pots.

Xuan Min glanced at it briefly and felt that she had to eat several times after eating the whole table.

He had always eaten very little, so he scooped a small bowl of tofu soup and ate it slowly spoonful, which was contrasted with Xue Xian next to him.

After Xuan Min finished eating the small cup of tofu soup, she put down the spoon.

"Are you eating cat food? Can you fill up with just two bites of food?" Xue Xian asked.

Xuan Min glanced at his table - meat and chicken bones were almost piled up, and the ancestor was not honest at all. He probably felt that it was a bit too much for him to vomit so many bones by himself. He even used the other end of the chopsticks to push it in the direction of Xuan Min, pretending that they were two piles.

Xuan Min: "…"

Have you ever seen a monk who can spit out chicken bones and meat bones?

Shi Touzhang and the others watched Xue Xian sucking the crispy meat from a chicken bone, and while Xuan Min turned his head, he placed it inadvertently on the pile that was leaning towards Xuan Min.

When Xuan Min glanced at him again, she found that this pile was far more than another pile.

It seems that someone will believe it if he is stupid...

Jiang Shining bowed to Xue Xian, "I admire him."

Xue Xian ignored him.

No matter how hungry the rest of the people are, they eat only the ordinary people's appetite, so as Xuan Min expected, they couldn't stand it after half of the dishes on this table. However, Xue Xian never stopped chopsticks.

He looked good at eating. He looked at it without any rush. He was lazy and lazy. With his face, he could be considered pleasing to the eye. But...

This ancestor ate so much!

Not only did he eat this table cleanly, he also ordered an extra stewed chicken from the store, and then finished it slowly.

Xuan Min frowned and watched him finish the last bit of food, and couldn't help but say, "Can you still stand up straight?" The implication is... Are you very good at eating?

"Anyway, I'm not walking straight, so you might as well worry if your hand is strong enough." Xue Xian got carried away on the way and was often caught, and he was already broken into a jar. "Besides, this thing is just a taste. If you really want to talk about it, just pack ten pieces into a cage, I can swallow all of them. I'm already restrained, do you understand?"

While he said, he gestured at Xuan Min's size and cage. The fingers stained with oily juice barely passed by Xuan Min several times.

"..." Xuan Min picked up the hot cloth towel on the table with no expression, wrapped it on the claws, pressed it back on the table, and said, "Wipe it clean and move."

Xue Xian said angrily: "You are the ones who have a lot to do..."

The snow will not stop at night, and the rented carriage will not be driven by tomorrow morning. They booked a few rooms in the inn and planned to rest here for a night. They set off for Qingping County after dawn. They first went to find Jiang Shining's elder sister, saved her parents, and then followed Lu Erqi's Busan to find the person who had tied the stones.

When the few people went upstairs, Xue Xian glanced and saw a person standing at the corner behind the stairs leading to the kitchen.

When Xue Xian saw his bandaged fingers, he remembered that this was the waiter who first greeted them, what was his name...

Oh, by the way, it seems to be called Qijin. I guess I used the birth weight as a nickname to make it easy to support.

The waiter looked at Xue Xian and was stunned at first, then nodded in a restrained manner, and hurriedly turned around and turned into the kitchen.

Xue Xian didn't take it seriously. He was thinking about another thing - because he was inconvenient in his legs and feet, and if he had to get up at night, Xuan Min and him were in the same room to take care of him. This happened just so he was about to ask Xuan Min about his amnesia, so as to find out if the person the government was going to catch was this bald donkey.

When they went upstairs and settled in the room, the waiter named Qijin in the corner of the kitchen was touching his scalded fingers and talking to the black-skinned waiter who replaced him.

"Are you sure?" Hei-skinned waiter asked in a low voice.

"I've seen it once..." Qi Jin hesitated for a while and said, "Besides, the national master of Hui Yu Tian was wearing a mask, and he couldn't see his face at all, but only his eyes were exposed. I stood in front of me, and I was pushed again and almost hit the team of the Tian Tian. The national master... The national master glanced at me and was so scared that I didn't dare to move. What do you say?

He gestured with some embarrassment: "You will probably never forget those eyes when you look at you in your life. I was sweating coldly at that time. When the guest glanced at me just now, I felt the same, and my calves were soft."

"But--" The black-skinned waiter was still a little bit skeptical.

"Although I have never seen the appearance of the national master, I have stared at the back. I can't forget the scene, that way. The guest just now, whether it was back or walking posture, was exactly the same as the one I saw!"

"It makes no sense. Can the national master come to our place? Besides, aren't it said that the national master went to seclusion?"

"You said that the notices on the streets have been looking for a monk recently. They look a bit like the guest just now. Will it be..."

The black-skinned waiter thought for a while and said, "Forget it, why don't we wait for the store to close, let's just go to the yamen?"
Chapter completed!