Xin Ji half-squinted, staring at the shopkeeper - from the moment he appeared on the second floor until he disappeared behind the door.

After a deep groan, he asked the people around him: "Is the shopkeeper another one?"

Inappropriate.

He felt that something was wrong.

The entourage Meng Hanfei sat on the right side of Xin Ji, with a dignified body. Compared with Xin Ji's sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the gods are cool and handsome, Meng Hanfei is slightly rough.

The place where he sat was closer to the "Yangtze River" private room.

It's a pity that between the lobby and the private room on the second floor, there is a row of tulle screens.

"The subordinates are also ...... I can't really see it. Meng Hanfei frowned and shook his head helplessly. Every time, the second boy in the shop who goes to pass the food is vaguely not the same.

He cautiously asked, "Second Hall Master, do you want to send someone to follow?"

Xin Ji was silent in thought.

Including Meng Hanfei, the three entourages all had tense faces, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

In the Fujiang Building, there is a lively noise and laughter everywhere.

This table is filled with a cold atmosphere.

After a long time, the tea in the cup was cooled, and the shopkeeper came out of the private room.

"Second Hall Master?"

Meng Hanfei asked again.

It's just a dish, and it's been a long time......

Suspicious.

There must be something suspicious!

Xin Ji didn't know.

But......

A musician who plays strings, a geisha who sings, a dancer...... There is also An Guohou.

Exactly four.

If you send someone to follow the shopkeeper, what if you ......?

Xin Jijian's eyebrows tightened, he took a deep breath, slowly put down the wine glass, and said to Meng Hanfei: "You, go and follow." ”

Meng Hanfei immediately got up and was about to follow the shopkeeper downstairs.

- "Squeak".

It was the ebony door that was pushed open.

The dancers, wearing thin silk veils, were the first to come out.

Between the screens, the vermilion figure flashed quickly. The dancer's embroidered shoes are tied with red tassels and two silver bells. With every step she took, the bell rang endlessly.

"Slow!"

Xin Ji blocked Meng Hanfei and said, "Follow the dancer." ”

Meng Hanfei nodded solemnly and kept a distance of four or five zhang from the dancer.

- "Squeak".

This time, the musician came out with the geisha.

The musician holds the strings upright, just to cover his face.

The geisha walked beside the musician, and from Xin Ji's point of view, they happened to be unable to see their faces.

The corners of Xin Ji's eyes tightened, and he said to the remaining two entourages: "You, one follows the other." ”

The two took the order and left.

- "Squeak".

The last person who came out of the private room, wearing a felt hat with a round top and a rolled edge, and the collar of the white fox cloak on his body was raised high to cover his face, and walked out unhurriedly.

Xin Ji's handsome face stiffened slightly, and a bundle of muscles in his jaw twitched faintly.

Stalking the person in front of you?

Still is...... Shop for the second?

When he hesitated, the plain figure suddenly quickened his pace and walked farther and farther.

Xin Ji gritted his teeth, stood up, and followed closely.

……

- "Bell Bell Bell" ...... "Bell Bell Bell......

Shuiyi Street is sparsely populated, and the rapid sound of bells is even more harsh.

"The Dancer" probably found herself being followed.

The trot gradually turned into a wild run.

Meng Hanfei secretly said that it was not good, and sped up his pace.

The physical strength of the "dancer" is not like that of ordinary women, Meng Hanfei tried his best to chase it, but he almost couldn't catch up.

"An Guohou!"

Steadied his breathing, and in desperation, he called out loudly.

When the "dancer" heard this, she immediately stopped, panting and slowly turning her head.

The veil has long been lost when it runs.

The man's face came into his eyes, Meng Hanfei took a breath, and his face turned pale in an instant, without a trace of blood because of shock.

"She" is indeed not a woman.

However, this man with a scumbag face, one-line eyebrows and triangular eyes ......

Meng Hanfei's nostrils widened, and he asked unceremoniously, "Which one are you?"

"Official, official spare life!"

The man was immediately taken aback when he saw that Meng Han Feiniu was tall and big, and his fierce voice was vicious, and he knelt on the ground with a "poof", and said tremblingly: "The small, the small one is a player who plays the strings." ”

"And what are you going to do when you stop?"

fell short, and Meng Hanfei was so angry that he kicked him.

"Yes, yes...... It was said by the distinguished guest of the court, and he, he said, "If, if someone calls me 'Marquis Anguo,' he will stop." ”

"Bastard!"

Meng Han couldn't be angry, and with his anger at Le Lang, he fought on this musician's body.

He kicked hard and cursed, "You bastard!

I didn't kick a few feet, and suddenly there was a smoke whistle in the sky.

"You're in luck!"

Meng Hanfei stopped his movements, took a sip unwillingly, turned around and sprinted in the direction of the smoke whistle.

……

In front of the stables in the alleys of Xiqu.

Meng Hanfei came panting, and the other three had been waiting for a moment.

"The 'dancer' is a musician?"

Xin Ji raised her eyebrows and asked knowingly.

Meng Hanfei straightened his breath, nodded, and asked the other two: "What about you?"

"'Musician' is the last shopkeeper to pass the food. ”

"'Geisha' are dancers. ”

The two men replied one after another.

Meng Hanfei let out a long sigh, looked at Xin Ji, and asked verifiably: "Then, the second hall master, are you following ......?"

"Geisha. ”

Xin Ji tugged at the corners of his mouth and replied.

"Hahahaha!"

Meng Hanfei laughed angrily: "He switched with the shopkeeper who served the food earlier in the morning?"

"Hmm. Xin Ji bowed slightly.

"Second Hall Master, what should I do now?" Meng Hanfei asked.

Taking a deep breath, Xin Ji said: "It is precisely because we are following him that we will lose it." ”

Meng Hanfei looked at him blankly, raised his thick eyebrows, and asked, "What do you mean by what the second hall master said?"

Tracking, not following behind, is it difficult to follow ahead?

Xin Ji didn't answer him, and said to himself: "He is going to leave the city after all, and the four of us will each go in one direction," he methodically assigned the task: "I go east, you go west, you, south, you go north, hurry up and go to the city gate to guard the ......"

However, at this moment, it has been delayed for half an hour, and maybe Le Lang has already run away. Xin Ji felt that this matter was in suspense, so he smiled bitterly: "Everyone, do your best." ”

"Subordinates take orders!"

The three of them answered in unison, and they were about to go in the direction of the manger.

A nameless wind blew.

Xin Ji felt a chill to his bones, a cold on his neck, and a touch of inspiration.

"Slow!"

Meng Hanfei stopped, turned around and asked, "What do the second hall masters command?"

Xin Ji didn't answer him, but completely fell into deep thought, muttering to himself: "Bianjing, Chen Liu, Zhengzhou...... Longde Mansion, Daimyo Mansion, Xingzhou ......"

The deep black eyes suddenly became shiny.

"He's heading north!"

Xin Ji's chest pounded, and he bit his lip to restrain the excitement that was faintly beating in his hidden blood.

"Go to the north gate. ”

"What?"

Meng Hanfei was puzzled.

"Too late to explain!"

Xin Ji stepped forward with an arrow, neatly turned over the horse, pulled the reins and rode the horse, turned the horse's head around, and galloped towards the north city gate: "Quick, keep up!"

……

Bianjing.

Suzaku Street.

One sunny day, the snow was gradually melting.

Le Lin hummed a little tune and paced leisurely, thinking about going to the Babao Tea House to inspect it, and then went home for dinner.

- "An Guohou!"

Coldly, an unfamiliar voice called out loudly.

She turned her head sideways and couldn't help but be puzzled when she saw the "rare guest" who was calling.

"Lord Ge?"

……