Luo Ying, who got out of the grass, tightened the straw rope around his waist, tightened the torn cotton jacket on his body, held a thin wooden stick in his right hand, and carried a dung basket in his left hand on the avenue. This is the only way to Ranzhuang, you can walk two carriages side by side, it will not be long before the day dawns, there are no people on the avenue, and the Zhuang family gets up early to pick up dung, so Luo Ying, who is carrying a dung basket, is not very conspicuous.

Yesterday, Chen Dayong led Yu Dazhi to look at the periphery of Ranzhuang with a telescope in the distance, probably because the weather was too cold, the puppet army stationed in Ranzhuang did not set up a horse-rejecting guard outside Zhuangzi, except for a few puppet soldiers when the carriage transporting stones entered Zhuangzi, Yu Dazhi never saw the puppet army appear. After thinking about it, Zhao Zhi decided to let Luo Ying disguise himself as a dung picker to go to Ranzhuang to reconnoitre, these days there are a lot of carriages entering Ranzhuang, and someone on the avenue picking up dung should not attract the attention of the puppet army.

Luo Ying, who eats and drinks well in Shanghai, is white and fat, and has become black and thin a lot from Sichuan all the way over the mountains and mountains, and has changed into a torn cotton jacket that he turned over in Chenjiagou, and his hair is like a chicken nest, and at first glance he is a stupid boy in the villager's house. After following Zhao Zhi through Xiao Zhangzhuang, Luo Ying was no longer the ignorant boy he used to be, along the way, Zhao Zhi and the mercenaries also taught him a lot of housekeeping skills, as long as he was not beaten by the crowd, three or two puppet soldiers should not be his opponents.

This is Luo Ying's first time acting alone, and the timidity in his heart has long been replaced by excitement, besides, Ye Kong is lurking in the grass nest of the avenue with a few snipers, as long as he is careful not to show his feet, there is no problem in entering and exiting Ranzhuang. Looking left and right, Luo Ying picked up a piece of horse manure with a wooden stick and put it in the small basket, Mo Lun, who is good at disguise, said that what he pretends to be like something, he is now a stupid boy who picks up dung early, if there is no dung in the small basket, then what is it called picking up dung.

While paying attention to the movements around him, while looking down for the dung on the road, Luo Ying walked towards Ranzhuang. Luo Ying's speed was not very fast, and it took him almost half an hour to get only a few hundred meters away from Zhuangkou. It's not that Luo Ying is afraid to go in, but when he was leaving, Zhao Zhi specifically instructed him to carefully observe whether there was a hidden castle set up by the army at Zhuangkou, Zhao Zhi didn't believe that Ranzhuang was undefended.

Taking the opportunity of bending down to pick up dung, Luo Ying took a clear look at Zhuangkou, not only did he not find that there were defensive facilities like rejecting horses, but he also did not see the puppet army standing guard. Turning his head to look at the few pieces of dung in his collapsed small basket, Luo Ying pouted and slowly entered Ranzhuang, Chen Dayong said that this Ranzhuang is a miscellaneous surname to beat Zhuangzi, plus there are many relatives and friends who have fled, and the personnel are relatively mixed, so he doesn't have to worry about being recognized as someone who is not Ranzhuang.

"Whose child is this, so early in the morning to pick up dung, in the future will be a good hand" The village gets up very early, even in the cold winter, there are few people who sleep lazy. When Luo Ying carried the dung basket into Zhuangzi, there were already people cleaning up their own courtyards, and some diligent women even cleaned the place in front of their doors, and Luo Ying, who was carrying the dung basket, naturally became the topic of their chat, but Luo Ying didn't know that his attention was on observing the surrounding environment.

Ranzhuang is not big, but it is not small, Luo Ying took three hours to walk through Ranzhuang. Ranzhuang is not as boxy as Xiushui Town, Ranzhuang is built on the mountain, the houses are one east and one west, and the other that connects them are curved alleys except for the two main streets. There was a white cloth and a candle in Luo Ying's dung basket, Zhao Zhi didn't need Luo Ying to mark all the roads in Ranzhuang on the black cloth, he just needed to find out where the puppet army was stationed. The sketches drawn on the white cloth with candles are not visible, and only after the white cloth is smeared with grass juice, the marks will appear where the candles have been crossed, which is the method that Zhao Zhi came up with from tie-dyeing.

"Do you know, those guys with Luo Quan's legs all live in the house of the rich man Zhao, and I heard that he also gave his third aunt and a few maids to those soldiers" Luo Ying squatted on the corner of the street and listened to the people's gossip, what they said about the rich man Zhao's house, Luo Ying has found it, and there are two imperial allies standing at the door, but it is difficult to see it. After obtaining the garrison of the puppet army, Luo Ying was not in a hurry to leave, he also wanted to find out how many army and imperial army there were in Ranzhuang.

"Rich Lord Zhao is going to accompany the blood capital this time, and I heard those who fled that those soldiers are all guys who kill people without blinking. As long as one is not careful, he will use a machine gun to surprise you, don't look at the rich man Zhao sent women to them, if you really provoke these guys, you will end up with a ruined family" A man with caged hands looked at no one around, lowered his voice and chatted with the idlers squatting next to him, Luo Ying, who was squatting on the corner of the street, had been automatically filtered into irrelevant objects by him.

"But no, I heard that the good-looking maids in the rich man Zhao's house have all run away, and the slower ones have been tied up by the rich man Zhao and sent to the kang heads of those soldiers, what a sin" A slightly older man smoked a dry tobacco pouch, and was extremely dissatisfied with the rich man Zhao between his words. The people next to him agreed in unison with his words, but they were all unarmed villagers, so what could they do if they were angry, and they just squatted together in the sun and muttered a few words.

Luo Ying carried the dung basket and listened, and slowly moved to the chattering people, but those men saw that Luo Ying was a fresh face, and they all left one after another, leaving only a few old men basking in the sun who were still squatting in the corner and did not leave. Seeing this, Luo Ying pursed his lips, carried his dung basket and walked all the way down the main street, like the Xiushui Zhang family, the rich Zhao family that the men said just now also lived in a big mansion at the end of the main street of Ranzhuang. The house is quite big, Luo Ying estimated that it should be a three-way house, and there might be a garden or something in the back.

Luo Ying didn't dare to stay long, just squatted outside the gate of Rich Zhao's house for a while to look at the puppet soldiers and the family members of Rich Zhao's house, and then walked along the wall of Rich Zhao's house, and then slowly walked out of Ranzhuang before lunch. Luo Ying walked unfast, silently remembering the location of Zhao's rich man's house and the time and number of imperial troops patrolling in Ranzhuang from time to time. These are the main pieces of information, and he doesn't dare to forget that this is the first time he has come out alone, and he doesn't want to embarrass his own husband.