Lin Ji was running in the huge Zhongjing City, and he had never felt that Zhongjing City was so huge and dangerous. The street, which normally accommodates six carriages walking side by side, is now crowded with people, and the sound of swords colliding is endless.

It was already dark, but no one dared to open the door, and most of them hid behind the cracks in the doors or windows to observe the situation on the street. The shouts had been so loud that they couldn't sleep the previous night, but none of them dared to move around at will, for the smell of blood wafting into the house from the air, and the occasional blood seeping through the cracks in the door, had already made them tremble, and they had no courage to do anything else.

The people who were a little more bold also pushed open half of the window at most, looked at the distance and the place where the battle was fighting, and scolded in pieces, "These days, traitors have been killed, and they are so bold that they dare to kill our Zhongjing City, and Your Majesty will not let him go around without food." ”

The battle in Zhongjing City has not stopped, but it has changed from a street battle between a group of people against a group of people into a chase battle between a group of people and a person. There seems to be nowhere to escape.

Lin Ji ran into a small uninhabited courtyard, but because there were really too many enemies, he was easily found in the next moment.

"Come on, he's hiding here. As the shouts of the Imperial Forester sounded, countless soldiers rushed in, filling the small courtyard in an instant, and the small courtyard, which had been empty just now, suddenly became extremely crowded.

Lin Ji, who had just gotten a moment of respite, breathed a sigh of relief, and had no choice but to break through the window, and what was waiting for him was still the countless Han Imperial Forest Army. Like a flat boat on the sea, it may perish at any time. Lin Ji relied on the breath in his heart and mouth, and he has persevered until now.

Lin Ji jumped above the crowd, most of the buildings in Zhongjing City are two-story buildings, so this can not only avoid encountering the Royal Forest Army on the ground, but also see the road in front of him, the gray-white city wall is in front of him, but Lin Ji stopped moving forward with interest, because countless archers have already pulled out the bows and arrows in their hands, there is no doubt that as soon as they approach, they will immediately shoot themselves into a hornet's nest.

At this moment, the window of the second-story wooden building where he stayed suddenly opened a gap, and a pair of old hands pulled his shoulders, without much strength, but Lin Ji felt the kindness from those hands, so Lin Ji did not hesitate to get into the gap left by the window.

"Plop" Lin Ji's shoulder slammed into the ground, making a creepy sound, and countless wounds erupted at this moment, oozing blood, and the wooden floor under him was wet in an instant.

The old man did not rush to help him up, but knelt down with great difficulty, and shouted tremblingly: "Shizi." ”

Lin Ji's head was a little dizzy, and even his eyes were a little red when he looked at the old man, but when he heard the word Shizi, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then fainted.

The old man was very calm, and his body that looked extremely weak was indeed a lot more fierce at the moment, he quickly changed the bloody clothes on Lin Ji's body, and then wiped his body with a cotton cloth temporarily, and immediately changed into his own clothes, and then dragged him to the only small bamboo bed in the house.

He wiped the pile of blood stains under Lin Ji's body, put the bloodstained clothes into a huge sack, stuffed them into the corner under the bed, and then pushed the gap in the window wider, after doing this, he gasped for breath, sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and then walked down the wooden building.

The first floor is a paper shop that buys rice paper, obviously the door is not big, but the business is probably okay, because although some places are full of dust, but the rice paper on the countertop where the rice paper is placed is stacked neatly, without a trace of dust, the main door handle on the first floor is also a little old, and the mahogany paint painted on it has also fallen off most of it, but it is obvious that the old man does not want to repair it, because he knows that he may not have the long life of this handle, so what is the toss.

As usual, he began to fetch water and clean up the counter, then he looked up at the blood seeping through the crack in the door, and silently walked over and began to wipe the already sticky blood.

"Knock knock. Anyone?" There was a quick knock on the door, and then a particularly quick inquiry, the old man threw down the rag in his hand, pulled the lock on the door, and several guards stood in the doorway, startled by the old face that greeted him.

The old man's calm disappeared immediately, and his face turned into a face full of panic, his hands trembling a little because of the blood stained between the cracks in the door, and he was even more frightened when he saw the Imperial Forest Army holding weapons at this time.

When the Guards saw this, their tone immediately softened.

"Old man, we're hunting down a traitor, did you just see someone break into your house?"

"No, no, I just laid paper on the second floor, and then I went to the first floor, cleaned it, and I really didn't see any strangers. There was some fear in the old man's tone, but he was very frank, looking at the chill in their cold armor, and his face couldn't hide his fear.

The Forester who spoke looked inside the house, and after making sure that there was no problem, he left with his companion, and did not forget to tell the old man to tell them as soon as he found any suspicious person.

The wooden door was closed again.

The old man's face was calm again.

He squatted down with great difficulty, and then carefully wiped the blood from the board, not sparing a bit.

The commotion outside gradually subsided, and the blood stains on his door were wiped away. Washing the rag with his hand, he didn't plan to open the door, but dragged out a medicine box at the bottom of the counter, the box had obviously not been touched for a long time, and it was covered with a thick layer of dust, the old man pushed open the lid of the medicine box, and after taking a look at the cloth and hemostatic medicine inside, there seemed to be no problem with it, and a hint of happiness flashed in his eyes.

He slung the pillbox over his shoulders and climbed up to the second floor again.

The person on the bed was still unconscious, but the wound on his body had penetrated the cotton cloth he had wrapped for him just now, and the old man carefully uncovered the cotton cloth on his body for him, looking at the shocking wounds, the emotions in his eyes gradually became complicated.

His son is a spy in Canghai City, in the earth-shattering battle last night, he may have died under the city gate, he remembers his son's last look when he left the paper shop, but at this moment he has no regret in his heart. Because he knew that his son had done something he should do, the old man who was supposed to enjoy Qingfu in Canghai City couldn't resist the longing for his son and didn't want to destroy the deployment of Canghai City, so he accompanied his son to disguise himself in Zhongjing, but like all the spies in Canghai City, they were all out-and-out Canghai people, and all they had on them were the blood of Canghai City.

He never thought that he could be so close to Shizi, except for receiving the gift from Shizi himself a few years ago, he almost never saw Shizi again, but he remembered Shizi's beautiful appearance and remembered Shizi's appearance in his heart.

But after all, he is still a child who is not as weak as the crown. After being injured, there is not much difference from ordinary people.

If the old man had a standing medicine for the Lin family's army to march, it would help the wound to stop bleeding and recover, and a whole small jar of medicine was almost sprinkled on Lin Ji's body, wrapping Lin Ji into a medicine man, and then the old man carefully wrapped a cloth to stop bleeding on him.

After doing this, the old man sat on the edge of the bed with peace of mind, panting heavily. It seems that a big thing has been accomplished.

At noon, there were many fewer Imperial Forest Army on the street, and the carpet search had been carried out back and forth several times, but the person who was about to die was not found, even if he died, there should be a corpse, but among so many corpses of the Lin Family, there was still no one who belonged to him, so the emperor was very worried.

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