Chapter 41: The Yellow Sparrow Follows

The charcoal ash was light and fine, like an unairy net around Song Yi's body, falling on her snow muscles like a layer of rouge, and she hurriedly held her breath, but the dirt still got a little into her nose, causing her to cough violently. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Xie An disappeared into the night like a little beast running away from a hunter, Song Yi glanced at the silver hairpin that fell to the ground with charcoal ash, and remembered the little girl she saw on the boat during the day, it seemed that this silver hairpin had been inserted in her hair.

"You keep calling me stupid, it turns out that I'm really stupid, even a child can lie to me."

She didn't catch up, just stared at the night in a daze, her eyes were bright and watery, and then she hugged her naked and hot body, laughing at herself.

Xie Anxin jumped out of the shack like thunder, the night breeze blew away the sweat stains on his body, and his left shoulder seemed to be injured when he hit the door, but the pain was a small matter, and running for his life was a big thing.

He ran according to the displaced area where there were many forks in the road, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment, he was really bold enough, and he was aggrieved enough in the past few days, so that he didn't have time to wait for Xie Shang to do it.

I knew that there would be today, and I should have practiced martial arts with Huan Wen more in the past.

His footsteps resounded softly on the yellow mud and stone road, and there were very few residents in the homeless area who lit the lights at night, but it was also convenient for him to go to the bright city.

Guangling is the poetry of later generations, the salt industry of Yangzhou, is now a military town, the city wall is continuous, the number of homeless people to accept, and the troubled times of the homeless people either enlist in the army, or become slaves, or they will form gangs to do robbers, groups of beggars are even worse.

Xie An had never been in contact with so many homeless people even in Yan County in the past, because Yan County belonged to the three counties of Wudi, and the homeless people who could settle down under the noses of the Jiangnan Shi clan were also poor at the least.

But this is a different area in Guangling County, this is Jiangbei, where civilians live more poor than tenants.

When passing by some shacks, Xie An could faintly hear the crying and scolding in the house, which made his heart beat and he was uneasy.

The place he was going to was the docks, where his cousin's boat was supposed to be. The waterway from Guazhou to Guangling is the Hangou Canal built in the Spring and Autumn Period, but Guangling was the place where Sun Cao fought for the Three Kingdoms, and the river was not smooth, and now in the early years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the national industry was not stable, and this section of the canal did not have any excess financial resources to maintain.

In fact, if Guangling's geographical location is complete, it can completely connect the north and the south to become an economic hub, so that the displaced people can have more livelihoods and do not have to flee south.

But the development of the economy still depends on the stability of the country, so this is why Wang Dao did not help the generals who stayed in the north to resist the Hu people during the reign of the first emperor?

Xie An admired that he still had the leisure to think about this at this juncture, if Song Yi didn't want to die naked, he would run out to chase him...... Maybe she'll really dare to do it.

In fact, he gave Song Yi cold food and scattered food, which was equivalent to drugging her, which was a third-rate method, but he didn't feel guilty at all after doing such things.

It's just that the next incident told him that for the first time in his life, he really did something bad, and he always had to be punished.

Before he left the exile area, Xie An realized that he was lost.

This time, he could finally scold himself for "waste wood", touching his shriveled stomach, he found a place to sit down at the base of the wall, took out the dough hidden in his arms with body temperature, took a small bite, and chewed slowly.

Tonight is cloudy and moonless, night insects chirp and disappear, rats squeak across the street, if Xie An is really a nine-year-old child in the face of this miserable situation, he really is not.

The dough slowly melted in his mouth, and he had time to check the injury on his left shoulder, which was swollen like a steamed bun, and he slowly rubbed the affected area, the bruise medicine should be available on his cousin's boat, as long as he saw his cousin, the rest would be left to Xie Shang to deal with.

Regardless of whether you get lost or not, if you encounter a road, you can walk, the streets and alleys are tortuous but the alleys are connected, and you will always find an exit.

He was about to get to his feet when he suddenly noticed that someone was watching him in the darkness, and his gasps were loud all the way before, and his thunderous heartbeat as he escaped, enough to ignore the footsteps he was tracking.

The only weapon on his body was a burning stick that had been walking on the ground as he ran, and he held on to it and danced around him with cholera.

The darkness is frightening, maybe he thinks too much about it? Xie An didn't know the bottom of his heart, he clenched his stick and continued to walk forward, the road was not smooth, and he would kick the stones and stumble as he walked.

The night in the homeless area is very quiet, there is no nightlife in the small town, and the biggest movement at night is the sound of the main street, there are no dogs in this vicinity...... Because the dog will be fed by the homeless gangsters.

Now it should be sub-time.

Xie An hadn't eaten or slept well in the past few days, his spirit was always tense, and he walked quietly for a while, and even his hearing became keen, and he could faintly hear small steps quietly following him.

It was supposed to be the sound of unshoed feet stepping on hard dirt, only a little louder than the sound of a cat's pad on the ground.

Xie An thought in his mind about the method of exhaling qi and calming down the whole person, the highest realm should be to merge with this wind and night, but unfortunately he can't do it yet.

Just as he adjusted his breathing, ready to use the sound of the wind to survey the people who were following him around him...... It was found that sharpening the spear in battle may not work, and Xuan Xiu, a technique that urgently needs talent and exercise time, can only be forced to interrupt in the face of the siege of black fists and sticks.

Because the people who were following him became more and more arrogant, they didn't even bother to hide the sound of footsteps, they kept accelerating, and the sound of the stick breaking the wind was almost loud enough to make a person like Xie An, who had been cultivating for four years, hear its direction clearly, and follow the sound to dodge.

However, as soon as Xie An flashed away, he immediately noticed that there was not only one stick besieging him, but also four directions, and four wind-breaking sounds were rushing towards him like night bats in the darkness.

Stuffy sticks and black fists greeted in silence.

In an instant, the mantras in Xie An's head fell down one by one like neatly arranged dominoes, and he could only wave the burning stick to block with his sense of crisis and survival.

Bang bang!

As soon as he blocked the two sticks, he noticed that someone was bending over and rushing towards him, grabbed his legs, and then threw himself back hard.

Xie An lost his center of gravity for a while, his legs were hugged to death, and his left shoulder was injured, and now only his right hand can come in handy, but this is the right hand used to practice calligraphy!

He had never experienced a fight in the market, but now it seemed that this kind of fight, which relied on the number of people and brute force, was very effective against a child like Xie An, who had not grown up.

He was thrown to the ground, crushed by the convex stones on the ground, and his lower back ached.

It seems that the other party should be at least five people, Xie An thought he was unlucky, gave up the struggle, and said in a low voice: "Stop!" Don't fight! ”

This scoundrel has many enemies and few enemies!

Although he admitted defeat and surrendered, the other party's remaining two uncaught sticks still fell, but the black light was blinding, one stick was slightly deviated and hit Xie An's shoulder, and the other stick hit their own people.

A grumbling sounded, "Wow! Be careful! It's really stupid to hit the master's head again! ”

Xie An endured the pain, listening to the voice that was said by the person holding his thigh, and the voice seemed to be still in the stage of voice change, a little immature and hoarse.

The person who hit his teammate by mistake whispered: "Dog, I'm sorry, I just swung the stick too hard, and I almost didn't hold it and flew out......"

There was actually a little girl's voice.

"Ah, it turned out to be Xiao Finch, I don't blame you, if you want to blame this kid for being so clever, I saw that he was dressed as Xiao Langjun of a fallen family, but I didn't think he could block a few sticks."

The little boy called the dog baby saw that Xie An was lying peacefully, and couldn't help but kick him.

Xie An pursed his lips and shouted weakly, "Ah, the strong man spares his life." ”

The dog baby was immediately happy, and said to his hand quite proudly: "I just said that he can't stand being beaten by a pampered family like Xiaolangjun, now it's okay, you can bring him back without much effort, and Xiao Qi'er's task this month can finally be completed." ”

The rest of the children let out a long sigh of joy.

Only the girl named Xiao Qi'er grabbed the stick and whispered to Xie An in the dark: "I'm sorry Xiao Langjun." ”

It is definitely a gangster who specializes in robbery, and from the information they learned from their words, it seems that when he and Song Yi entered the city, they should have been targeted by the homeless gangsters in Guangling City, and it seems that there is a special organization, otherwise a few children will not wait carefully and patiently until the evening to do it.

Song Yi looks so outstanding, it is definitely her fault!

Even if Xie An gave this pot to Song Yi's back, Song Yi's current situation seemed to be even more difficult than him.

Because now when she was lying naked on a broken mat, sweating profusely, tossing and turning from the heat and poison, a group of people had been dormant around for a long time, and at this time they secretly came outside the house, ready to attack her.

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