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There is a narrow alley, although it is deep and long, but at the end, it is a high wall. This alley clearly has only one exit. On both sides of the alley, there are also high walls.

There are trees in the wall, I don't know what kind of species, and they have a large white flower.

There were long, oblique branches, with tiny flowers, sticking out from the top of the wall.

Innocent looked up, his jaw tightened.

He had just waited at the entrance of the alley, but he didn't hear any noise.

No one moved, no one screamed, and no one struggled.

His ears, even if they are extremely sensitive, are also good at hearing because of his many years of martial arts. If something bad happened in the alley, he wouldn't be unaware of it.

The heart in the innocent chest rose to the throat.

Hell yes.

How is it so good, a big living person is gone.

He stepped back sharply, his eyes fixed on the wall for a moment.

The top is full of potholes, which are the traces left by the rain after years of blowing, but other than that, there is not the slightest trace of blood.

On the ground, it's the same.

There was no blood, no stumps and broken arms.

It doesn't look like there's been a murder.

It's just that the person is gone.

Innocent took off the longbow on his back, grasped it tightly in his hand, and turned back on the road.

Although he has always seemed to be a good child, he rarely makes mistakes, and mistakes like this have never happened.

The master ordered him to send people back to Jingningbo's Mansion and leave, but he lost people halfway......

Innocent carried a heart, and hurried towards Xue Huaijian with his footsteps.

The twilight is getting worse, and the night is coming.

The heat in the air caused the wind to blow away and gather in the setting sun.

There was no one in the narrow alley, and the silence was as late as night.

A gust of wind came, and flowers fell from the trees, like a thin snow in the middle of winter.

At this time, the people who were too micro were already a few long streets away.

It's just two walls, and they can't stop her at all.

In the eyes of innocence, she was just a delicate young lady of the family, and he was completely defenseless, so he gave her a chance.

Taiwei untied the sandbag on her leg, tore it open, tore it, and threw it in an inconspicuous corner, and then stomped her foot, only to feel as light as a swallow, as if she could fly with her legs.

She scurried out and ran into the distance.

The actions of the Restoration Army today and the words that Emperor Shouchun told her earlier were combined, and the clues became clear.

She didn't realize that the snitch who broke into the National Teacher's Mansion that night to steal was most likely someone from the Restoration Army. Until Emperor Shouchun, he talked about the sixth prince Yang Jue.

What kind of thief, even Yang Jue cares?

That night, Xue Huaijian and Huo Linchun appeared together in Wanfu Lane, not just to catch the "thief".

Why would a person who can restore the national army take the risk of infiltrating the National Teacher's Mansion?

The mansion of the national teacher Jiao Xuan is already a tiger's den in Longtan for ordinary people, and it is a fatal place for the Restoration Army.

What they want, how important it is, can make them not even care about their lives.

I can't think of it.

She is a person who cherishes her life.

There is really no way to live, if there is, she will not look back, and she will not hesitate to go to the way of life.

She walked quickly, getting closer and closer to her destination.

Suddenly, there was a pause at his feet, and he stopped slightly.

She turned her head to look at the few little beggars gathered in the corner.

The gray sunset fell on them, illuminating them more and more gray.

Taiwei picked up the path all the way, and the more he walked, the more he walked, the more he walked here, and finally saw the figure.

She stopped and pulled the purse from her body.

Miss Saga doesn't carry these with her when she goes out.

Wherever they went, they were followed by maids and maids, and trivial tasks such as paying money did not require the master to do it himself. But it's too little, and when he has no money, he doesn't even want to go out of the door.

She has been used to living alone, and there are some habits that she can't change if she wants to change them now.

Put the money bag in the palm of his left hand and checked it, Taiwei took out another copper plate with his right hand, threw it up, and caught it.

Positive is a good sign.

The corners of Taiwei's mouth lifted slightly, and she took out two pieces of loose silver from her money bag.

"The one with the big head, come here. ”

Taiwei pinched a piece of silver with two fingers, and beckoned into the corner with the other hand.

She stood in the backlight, deliberately lowering her voice to speak, sounding like a teenager who had just changed her voice.

The expression on her face was obscure, but the silver in her hand was shining in the twilight.

The little beggars had never seen so much money.

One of the children reached out and pushed the tiger head on the side, and the boy wearing a small broken hat said, "Erbao!

The child, named Erbao, wiped his nose with the back of his hand, got up from the ground, and muttered, "My head is not big." ”

But as he said this, his steps still came in the direction of Taiwei.

In the summer, everyone is thinly dressed, and the little beggar is even more so.

A group of children all looked thin and thin-skinned.

Only this two treasures, tiger head and tiger brain, born with a very strong appearance.

When he arrived at Taiwei's side, about two steps away, he couldn't stand, and looked up at Taiwei: "Childe has an errand for the little one?"

He didn't stumble at all when he spoke, his voice was steady, full of neutrality, and there was no fear at all.

He's a bold man.

It's probably not the first time he's encountered something like this.

Taiwei knew that she hadn't looked away, so she was happy and squatted down on the spot.

The child in front of him was only seven or eight years old, about the same age as Xiao Qi.

She held the silver and handed it over, and smiled, "You come over a little more." ”

Erbao took a step forward, looking at her with wary eyes.

Taiwei asked, "Do you know the corpse at the city gate?"

Erbao nodded, the small hat on his head slipped down, and he reached out and pressed it on his head: "If you worship the corpse, I won't do it." ”

The little beggars are well-informed, no less than Taiwei knows.

Emperor Jianyang has an order, and those who worship and collect the mortuary will be killed, and of course he knows it.

Taiwei threw the silver in his hand to him: "No need to worship. ”

"Oh, I'm not going to do it. Erbao said solemnly.

Tai smiled: "No, you just have to go and take a sneak peek, the corpse is still there, and then come back and tell me, and I will give you another piece of silver." ”

Erbao looked incredulous: "Really?"

Tai Wei bowed: "Really, this piece is a deposit." ”

Erbao sniffed, got closer, stuffed the silver given by Taiwei into his mouth and bit it hard.

Tai Wei said: "But it's fast, and if it's late, you won't count." ”

"Where am I going to find you?" Erbao asked.

Taiwei stretched out his hand and pointed to a tree not far away: "I'm just waiting there, before dark, can you come back?"

Erbao looked up at the sky: "You really don't know! I'll be back in a blink of an eye!"

Taiwei: "......"