In the evening of the next day, outside the north gate of Chongyi City, which is more than 500 miles north of the main city of Qingzhou, because of the recent wind and snow, there are few pedestrians entering and exiting the city gate, and there may not be a person entering or leaving the city for a long time.

The four gatekeepers shrank and hid in the hole in the gate, still stomping their feet and rubbing their hands, and the spears of the four iron poles were leaned against the wall behind them, and if no one came, they would not have held the cold thing in their hands.

"Hurry up! Let's hurry up......"

The youngest of the four gatekeepers stomped his feet and rubbed his hands together as he muttered the same sentence.

The other person, who was only slightly older than him, glanced at him and joked, "You're so boring!" Every day at this time, you chant such a sentence like a monk chanting a scripture, are you annoyed? No idea at all? ”

"Wang Sheng! Are you sick? Do you care if I read it or not? What do I say, and what does it matter to you? ”

The young gatekeeper couldn't stand the man's jokes, and blushed a little.

"You annoy me, of course it's my business!"

The young city gate soldier who was called Wang Sheng was much stronger than the man, so he didn't care if the young city gate guard was angry or not. Even, when he saw this guy angry, he would feel a sense of smugness in his heart, and the smile on his face would be thicker.

The two are like two little roosters who are about to fight.

"Someone seems to be coming up ahead......"

The middle-aged man, who was second only to the other old city gatekeeper, looked at the wilderness outside the city with his eyes half-squinted, and in the field of vision, in the distance of the snow-white snowfield, a small black dot seemed to gradually become larger, like a pedestrian walking in this direction.

Hearing this, the eyes of the other three people all looked over.

"Huh? It seems to be! ”

The youngest gatekeeper looked at it carefully, and guessed with suspicion.

"What a look! Is this still doubtful? It was clearly a pedestrian walking this way! Wang Sheng despised the youngest city gatekeeper as if he had formed a habit, and he wanted to sarcastically say something to him when he opened his mouth.

"Don't talk! They all hugged the guy who ate in their arms. ”

The oldest gatekeeper finally spoke.

The old city gatekeeper commanded the three men, and he himself had already taken the first step to pick up a wooden spear, straighten his military posture, and stand there with his legs straightened decently.

The other three were reminded, and they also grabbed their wooden guns and stood in the gate in an orderly manner like the old city gatekeepers.

……

It was in this atmosphere and gaze that Yang Zhen, who was dressed in wind and snow and a black windbreaker, came to the front from a distance, he hadn't trimmed his hair and beard for so long, his hair had condensed into strands and strands, his face was full of wind and frost, and his hard stubble was more than an inch long, looking like a wanderer.

"Cut! It turned out to be a poor ghost......"

Seeing Yang Zhen's appearance clearly, the youngest city gate guard sighed in disappointment, he was still thinking about how to cheat a little more money just now, and after the city gate was closed, he would go to drink.

But it's hard to say whether this homeless guy has anything of value on him.

"Shut up! Don't want to die? ”

The oldest gatekeeper had the most eyesight, and as soon as he heard the young pawn's muttering, he immediately glared at him quickly, and lowered his voice to reprimand him harshly.

The pawn was so frightened that he immediately shut up.

A tael of silver was thrown into the arms of the old city gatekeeper, and Yang Zhen entered the city with a smile on his face.

The black gold mask on the face had long been thrown away.

This time he entered the city, but it was his true face.

On such a cold day, with so few pedestrians outside, no one should recognize me......

Before entering the city, Yang Zhen thought so in his heart.

……

Wait for Yang Zhen to go far.

The little city gate guard asked the old man carefully.

"Uncle Li, do you recognize that homeless man just now?"

The other two gatekeepers also pricked up their ears at this time.

Their curiosity had been aroused, but it was a pity that the old city gatekeeper actually said to them: "You guys, don't be so curious!" Okay, it's not early, it's getting dark, everyone hurry up and close the city gates, go home, go out and be chic! ”

"Oops! Uncle Li! You're bored like this! Who the hell was that guy just now? Say it quickly! ”

Wang Sheng persevered.

The youngest and the only middle-aged man also smiled at this time, urging Li Lao to quickly tell the identity of the person just now.

But today, this Lao Li didn't know what was going on, no matter how the three of them asked, he just didn't say anything, but his eyes still fell on Yang Zhen's back from afar.

……

About half an hour later, in the lobby of an inn called "Good Again" near the North City Gate, Yang Zhen ordered a table full of nine dishes and one soup, and began to pour himself a drink, munching on his desk.

In the ice and snow, after such a long retreat, he has not been able to eat a bite of food, and his heart has long been hungry.

This behavior, coupled with the impression he made on everyone in the lobby when he entered the door just now, made people feel more and more sideways.

The image of a vagabond.

When he entered the door just now, if he hadn't casually thrown a piece of broken silver into the little second-hand at the door, then Xiao Er probably wouldn't even let him enter the door of the inn.

"Hey! Look, doesn't that guy over there look like a beggar? ”

"Hey......

"! He's a pig, huh? Eating alone, you actually ordered so many dishes? ”

"Alas, such garbage, the little second who greeted him at the door actually let him in? Is there a mistake? ”

"Hey! The boss pays the bill......"

"Hey! Boss, get that guy out of here! Don't disturb our appetites! ”

……

Yang Zhen, who hadn't eaten a good meal for more than two months, sat alone at a table in the far corner, and when he was munching on the desk, those people pointed at him, as if he had suddenly become the big villain that Qianfu pointed out.

The whispers of those people are loud and quiet.

Most of them thought that it was impossible for Yang Zhen to hear it, but they didn't know that all their words, whether loud or small, fell on Yang Zhen's ears.

Yang Zhen was still just gulping down the food in front of him, and he was not interested in listening to the nonsense of those people at all.

"I'm sorry for this guest officer, can you go to another house to eat? The cost of this meal, our restaurant is not only free, but also comes with you five taels of silver, I'm really sorry! ”

The shopkeeper really came to Yang Zhen's table and drove Yang Zhen out.

"Bang!"

Yang Zhen didn't raise his head, and continued to eat the food in a big gulp, just slapped his palm on the edge of the table.

After a slap, his palm was withdrawn.

The five-tael piece of broken silver had been completely smashed into the wooden board on the table. The face of the fat innkeeper changed greatly, and he subconsciously took three steps back.

"You use it slowly, you use it slowly!"

The shopkeeper's face was pale, wiping the cold sweat that suddenly oozed from his forehead, and hurriedly left the vicinity of Yang Zhen's body.

"Hiss......"

Seeing this scene, many people around gasped.

The discussion suddenly became more than half smaller.

"Hey! Have you noticed that he seems to be the Aotian Demon God......"

"Hey, don't say it, it's really like, it can't really be him, right?"

"Shhhh Be quiet! I want to sell this news out and don't alarm that guy. ”

Yang Zhen, who had already eaten more than half of the dishes on the table, finally showed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth when he heard these whispered words.

Someone finally found out that he was the Aotian Demon God, and he was planning to betray the news to his enemies.