Although entering and leaving the city needs to be reviewed, not everyone needs to be reviewed, for example, the one who pulls the goods here gave half a piece of silver to the soldiers who changed the guard, and they were directly released.

This is the case in Burma.

As long as you have enough pockets, it doesn't hurt to kill people and set fires.

Not far away, under the big locust tree, a little girl looked intently at the city gate, taking in everything.

The other girl was looking anxiously from side to side.

"Let's go." The junior stood up and pulled the junior four.

"Sister, Jade ...... Sister Jade hasn't come back yet! ”

Xiao San glanced at the slightly deserted street that had not yet fully opened, retracted his gaze and glanced at the guards who were almost over the changing of the guard, gritted his teeth and said: "Sister Yu said, the guards will leave when the guard is changed, and you don't have to wait for her!" ”

"Sister......

"Are you leaving?" Xiao San hugged the little baggage, lowered his eyes and touched the tablet inside through the fabric, turned around and walked over.

"Sister...... Sister? Xiao Si looked at the street again, bit his lip and turned to follow.

"Stop, stop, whose baby? Hurry back and go back, what's the mess here? The soldier used his spear to stop the little three and four behind a middle-aged couple.

was found in a daze, Xiao Si's frightened face turned white, and she tightly grabbed Xiao Si's back shirt.

Xiao San is much calmer.

Since others can give money to buy a road, she can naturally do it too.

She was very smart, and she didn't directly take out a whole piece of silver, she touched everywhere, grinding and chirping, took out the scattered copper coins that Ning Yu gave her, and put them in the hands of the guards on tiptoe.

"Uncle...... Uncle, all I have is this money, I'll give it to you, please let me out of the city......"

The soldier was a little speechless with a small amount of copper coins, "Okay, okay, hurry home, uncle doesn't have time to play with you." ”

Speaking of home, Xiao San cried "wow", "There is no home!" My sister and I don't have a home......"

Xiao Si also cried.

The two cried deeply. They really don't have a home. Changjun suffered, his parents didn't want them anymore, and his sister died of illness on the way. No matter how good Ning Yu is to them, she is not the sister who has taken care of them since she was a child.

Xiao San cried and hiccuped, but he didn't forget to continue to make up the story that should be made, "Sister...... My sister is asleep! We can't wake her up, she ...... She said last night...... Say let me and my sister ...... this morning Go out of the city and go to the uncle's house in the countryside......"

"Can't wake up? I'm afraid I'm not dead, right? ”

"Right?"

"How can a good man die? Sick to death? ”

"The adults in the family haven't found out yet?"

"Looking at it like this, I'm afraid there are only three sisters in the family......"

There was a whisper of whispering all around.

"My sister said that she would rather die than go to the palace......" Xiao San interjected at the right time. Although Ning Yu drove the two out later, she still heard something in front of her, what kind of master Wang wanted to bully Sister Yu.

Xiao San put the pot on the head of the old man without any burden.

I see, I see.

The people around him knew it.

Master Wang is lustful and likes to rob people's daughters, which is well known to the people of Burma.

I'm afraid my sister committed suicide because she didn't want to lose her virginity.

Before leaving, he also arranged his sister's retreat.

What a good sister.

It's a pity that good people don't live long.

Alas, alas!

The people around may have a cold gaze that has nothing to do with them, but more people are sympathetic.

They sympathized with the sister, but they sympathized with the two little girls even more.

The dead are gone, and the living are like this.

Such a young child is going to be sent to the fence.

I don't know if her uncle is willing to raise two girls for nothing, if not, alas......

Someone really sympathized with the little girl's plight, walked forward with red eyes, and discussed: "Zhou Lingwei, do you see enough money for the little girl?" Not enough for me to add more. ”

Zhou Lingwei lowered his eyes, swept the copper coin in his hand, got out of the way, and waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, I'm bad luck today, let's go." ”

"Thank you, uncle." Xiao San wiped away his tears, bowed to Zhou Lingwei, and then turned around and bowed to the people around him, "Thank you, uncles, aunts, uncles and aunts." ”

After thanking him, Xiao San touched the little burden, led Xiao Si, and walked out of the city gate step by step.

……

……

"Quick! This way! ”

"Over there! Pursue! ”

A group of guards rushed forward along the alleyway.

The footsteps faded away.

Until the figure disappeared around the corner, in the vat at the entrance of the dyeing house, a head with a wooden cover was exposed, and its big wet eyes flickered.

"Hoo ......"

Scared her to death.

Ning Yu breathed a sigh of relief, held on to the edge of the cylinder, and jumped out of the cylinder.

She was wet, and the water was dripping to the ground, forming a stream at her feet.

Ning Yu looked at the surface of the water and picked up a handful of water to wash away the blood stains on his face that had not been washed off.

Well.

That's beautiful.

Ning Yu looked at the water, looked left and right, nodded in satisfaction, and groaned with a smile.

So now the question arises.

How was she supposed to get out of town?

They looked like someone had seen her. Although she was covered with blood and blood, she couldn't describe it, but her body would not change, especially her tattered clothes.

Ning Yu crossed her hands on her hips, her eyes wandered, and she looked at the dyeing workshop, the corners of her lips hooked.

Then steal again before you go out of town.

Ning Yu quietly slipped into the dyeing workshop.

Colorful cloths were drying on the erected bamboo poles, and Ning Yu walked through them, and soon walked into the inner courtyard.

It was still early, and there was no one in the dye shop.

Ning Yu listened to the corner of the wall, found a room where there was no movement, went in, rummaged through, found a linen dress to change into, twisted his hair with a handkerchief, and touched a comb to comb through the messy hair. Because of long-term malnutrition, the original shiny black hair became like hay. Ning Yu pouted and braided it into a big braid and hung it down.

After cleaning up, Ning Yu bent down and looked at the bronze mirror next to the low cabinet, she puffed out her cheeks, pouted again, and finally smiled crookedly.

The man in the mirror laughed along with her.

Alas, how can I be so good-looking.

After looking in the mirror, Ning Yu went out satisfied, and threw her tattered dress into the big dye vat.

Walking to the door, Ning Yu took a few steps back, raised his hand to take off a not-so-beautiful hat hanging on the deadbolt, and buckled it on his head.

On the way to escape, she pasted a bloody letter next to the drum at the entrance of the prefect's office, and another next to the largest restaurant in the city. Now she had one left. Ning Yu thought about it for a while, and decided to bring this blood book to the royal city, and if he could, hand it to Taihua Mansion, go up to the heavens, and publicize the crimes of these two people to the world.

Ning Yu was in high spirits and strode towards the north of the city.

The death of the prefect has obviously not yet been reported, and the streets are bustling.

Ning Yu smiled knowingly.

There's still plenty of time.

She took out three copper plates, bought a sugar gourd, laughed and feasted while eating and jumping, occasionally glancing at the gadgets displayed on the street, and the girl's posture was fully displayed. No one would have thought that this person would kill eight people in one night.

Although Ning Yu was strolling around, his pace was not slow. For more than half an hour, she had already reached the north gate.

Holding Yan Zhizhai's dim sum in one hand, the rouge of Tang Xuefang, and some messy gadgets. In the other hand, he also pinched a chicken leg.

She was lining up and nibbling on chicken legs.

There were not many people at this time, and they soon reached the north of the city.