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Seeing the young man in cloth coming, Wu Shu's eyes became strict, but he didn't say anything, just arched his hand at the person, and then walked away from the table and walked in the direction where the person came.

His back quickly left the range that the lights of the breakfast stall could illuminate, and disappeared into the boundless darkness on the eve of the end of the night, and the young man in cloth who had seen him leave lowered his hand and turned his face to look at Mo Ye.

Mo Ye faintly felt that at this time, Wu Shu was leaving, and no one seemed to be able to stop him, and it was even more delusional for him to want to do this. So she could only keep her eyes on his figure, hoping to look at him a few more times.

For some reason, although the young man who came behind had a cold look, he did not contain the slightest hostility, but when Mo Ye saw Wu Shu walking away, he always had a feeling in his heart that he would not have any chance to see him in the future.

It seems that tonight's book theft has finally leaked his tracks, and Wu Shu will definitely be punished for this, and this punishment may not hurt his life, but it will be difficult for him to have the opportunity to meet with him in the future, this qiē is only because, the reason why he broke the rules tonight, the culprit is really herself.

Mo Ye's speculation was quickly confirmed.

When Wu Shu left, he didn't look back at her and say goodbye to her as Mo Ye expected. He walked straight into the darkness, his gray back blending into the deep night.

At the end of the gathering, Mo Ye let out a sigh of silence, and when he was about to turn his eyes to look at the strange young man, he suddenly found that the other party had already walked within three steps of his side. The lightness of his steps made her feel a little frightened.

Mo Ye subconsciously took a step back, didn't check for a while, and his back was against the edge of the long table, causing a muffled sound on the long table.

The shopkeeper who was still standing next to the board in the store kneading dough had already noticed that there was an extra customer under the cloth shed outside the store, and he didn't immediately come over and greet him with a smile like Mo Ye and Wu Shu did when they were seated just now, because he knew that he was probably a practitioner. And the intention is unknown, and he is a small business and does not want to cause trouble.

At this time, he saw that the young man who came later seemed to be persecuting the child at the table, and he was a little unbearable, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes again. However, after struggling with his eyes for a while, he finally chose to close his mouth, withdraw his gaze, and continue to knead his dough with his eyes down. Despite this, the movement of his hands kneading the dough had begun to be slightly messy, and the slap marks on the dough became deeper and lighter.

The store has a seven-year-old child. Later, he'd get up and help the shop with some of the work at the breakfast stall. Because there is a child at home who is close to the age of the lonely little customer at the long table, the store will naturally be more concerned about her safety at this time. However. It is precisely because he also has a wife and children to support, and in the face of many things, he must choose patience and indifference.

In the face of the responsibility and pressure of survival, the shopkeeper can only pray in his heart, even at this hour. The curfew is about to be lifted, but if you can run into the city patrol team, at least don't let this kid suffer too much!

The slight rise and fall on the shopkeeper's face did not escape the young man's attention, but he did not explain anything. When a person's identity reaches a certain level, there is a sense of self-confidence that there is no need to explain some details to others.

The strange young man only sighed when he approached Mo Ye's side: "I'm afraid that the fifth child will be grounded this time." He looked at Mo Ye with his hands behind his back, acting like an elder. But he is not pedantic, which may have something to do with his tall and thin body and natural posture.

Seeing that Mo Ye, who looked a little panicked, hit the edge of the table with his back. She couldn't help frowning, his face softened, and his tone was gentle, but it was a little like he was talking to himself, and said: "According to common sense, you are not even afraid of the fifth child, how can you be afraid of me?" ”

Only then did Mo Ye realize that he was facing this young man who was likely to be 'walking' with Wu Shu. The reaction table was a little intense, after a dry cough. She said with some difficulty: "I...... I recognize ......"

As soon as she said this, she didn't even believe herself.

"Actually, we've met before, but although I still remember you, you quickly forgot about me." The young man moved his hand behind his back to his side, but pressed two copper coins on the long table, and deliberately knocked out a sound to prompt the shopkeeper to settle the bill.

Lowering his hand to his side, the young man said again: "The fifth child is not worried that you will go back alone, so I will give you a ride, let's go." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man no longer cared about how Mo Ye felt, he had already walked outside the early shop.

Alone, doing their own thing, a group of people really have a similar style of behavior. Mo Ye watched the young man's unquestionable behavior, and she muttered to herself, but she was no longer as afraid of him as she was just now.

The young man said "go", and he really used "go" along the way. Mo Ye followed him unhurriedly, at first she felt a little uncomfortable, after walking for a while, she gradually got used to this strange face walking in front of her to lead the way, and at the same time she gradually realized a problem, if this person also carried him to the wall like Wu Shu, she really had to feel embarrassed!

Only two people walked out of one street, and at the intersection of the other street, they were blocked by a team of city patrol soldiers. To be precise, it was the young man who was stopped by the commander of the patrol group. Before the two of them could get closer, the young man had turned back to signal Mo Ye to stand still, and the captain of the city patrol in light armor didn't let his team follow too closely.

At this time, the sky was slightly dark, and Mo Ye could clearly see the equipment of the team members. Thirty percent of the team members wore light armor and armed with tasselless spears, while seventy percent of the team members wore tightly tailored uniforms with wide knives diagonally across their waists. Except for the fact that she couldn't remember their faces clearly, this group of people was basically the same as the group of city patrol soldiers she had met when she first came to Kyoto.

Mo Ye breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she turned her eyes to look at the captain and the young man in cloth who were approaching each other, and secretly wondered: both of them should belong to the official office, and they should be fine if they meet.

Although Mo Ye's speculation is biased, it is probably correct.

In terms of official rank, the young man in cloth is like Wu Shu, and he does not have the official title specified in the text. However, the commander of the city patrol team is in an important position among the military generals of Kyoto Prefecture, and it is now a time period of transition between night patrol and day patrol, so he will lead the team.

Still, the commander could not despise the young man in cloth who did not have any rank. In other words, there is now a group of people with glorious positions in Beijing, such people often walk between different countries, rarely stay in one place for a long time, and generally do not deal with the official office, but occasionally can secretly meet the emperor, but all bureaucrats with a certain status in Beijing know that this kind of people do not move, of course, their own self-discipline is also very good.

The commander of the city patrol team was not familiar with the young man in cloth, but when the other party walked calmly and slowly, the commander was already faintly aware of a problem in his heart.

Mo Ye, who was standing still, stared closely at the two people who were approaching each other more than a dozen steps away, and saw that the two stood three steps apart.

The cloth-clothed young man first arched his hand to the captain of the city, and then took something out of his sleeve and held it in the palm of his hand, and spread it out in front of the captain. The captain's eyes drooped for a moment, and his face suddenly became stern, and he let go of the hand that had been bent and clenched on the hilt of the saber at his waist, and raised his hands to clench his fists at the cloth-clothed young man.

The two chatted briefly with each other, then smiled at each other, and soon gave up their hands at the same time, but they were saying goodbye. Then the captain turned and left with his men. The cloth-clothed young man stood in place and watched the group walk away, before he turned his head and beckoned to Mo Ye.

Mo Ye walked closer quickly and asked casually, "What happened?" ”

The cloth-clothed young man shook his head slightly and said, "A small misunderstanding." ”

"That sir... It didn't seem very kind at first. Mo Ye followed a few steps faster, and did not rest behind the young man, but walked beside him, hesitated slightly, and then asked, "It can't be that you are also in trouble, right?" ”

Hearing this, the young man turned his face to Mo Ye and smiled indifferently: "Trouble? If what happened just now is troublesome, then it's the trouble you caused me. ”

Mo Ye couldn't help but be stunned, his pace suddenly slowed down, and he quickly fell a few steps behind.

The young man realized this, so he had no choice but to stop and turn around, looked at Mo Ye and said gently, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the owner of the early shop just now treated me as a human trafficker and reported it to the night patrol captain who happened to pass by there shortly after we left." ”

"I'm not really a human trafficker, so it's okay to report it a few more times. But then again, I'm glad to see that the security in Kyoto is getting better and better, and maybe when I need to retire, I won't leave here. The young man stretched out a finger and scraped his eyebrow bone, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, and there was a hint of yearning in his eyes.

After a slight pause, he beckoned to Mo Ye: "Come on!" ”

"Oh." Mo Ye quickened his pace again and kept up with the young man, because of his words, Mo Ye remembered that Wu Shu had said that his house was robbed outside the city, and she couldn't help but ask: "I heard Uncle Wu say that in the past, even in Kyoto at the feet of the Son of Heaven, thieves were rampant, and the law was chaotic. ”

The young man sighed and said, "No, at that time, there were two worlds inside and outside the city. Lao Wu's family just wanted to go out to play, but they were robbed by mountain bandits on the way, not only their property was robbed, but more than a dozen members of Lao Wu's family were also killed. Lao Wu only mentioned this matter once to a few brothers a few years ago, but as soon as we saw Lao Wu's face, we felt that this past seemed to be what Lao Wu had only said yesterday. ”

It seemed that it felt that just walking silently along the way would be a little boring, and the young man chatted with Mo Ye without a clue.