Chapter 850: Disaster Imperial Capital 20

How to digest this information, naturally it takes time, Yang Chen only wants to deal with Qingyangmen at this time, and also asks the family, since the two families have always had grudges, they naturally want to take advantage of it.

In the dark night, according to the information obtained, Yang Chen came to a short distance from the residence of Qingyangmen, and determined a mansion where the family asked.

It was a bit far from Qingyangmen, and there was also a stronghold around Qingyangmen, so he walked back and forth twice to determine his planned route.

However, in order to implement his own plan, he needs to have a further understanding of the stronghold of the Wenjia family and the stronghold of Qingyangmen.

It is relatively easy to understand this stronghold of the asking family, but after the destruction of the stronghold of Qingyangmen, the security measures have been greatly strengthened, which is a bit difficult, and Yang Chen is looking for a breakthrough.

After a detailed understanding of the Wenjia's stronghold, Yang Chen decided to start after careful planning.

Of course, tonight's will not be like this, there will be no matter, he is familiar with the general distribution of the imperial capital according to the strategy of the imperial capital on the street, and this time it is conducive to what he will do in the future.

You can't be reckless as soon as you come to a strange city, and you must be cautious and cautious in doing things now.

The brightly lit streets, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, and occasionally a few people seem to be drunk and staggering, and life is all kinds of things, which will be staged at this time of every night.

Of course, there are also people who are struggling for life, and there are also people who indulge in alcohol and indulge in a luxurious and lascivious life, unfairness, in every place, is a common topic.

"Hahaha...... Drink again and go!"

"Let's go, go to Lichun Tower!"

"Yes, Nizi there, it's really seductive!"

The cold wind on the street, blowing gently, Yang Chen looked at the city like a ghost.

"Hey, that kid, where are you going, can you have a glass of wine with my brother?"

A few drunks were crooked, as if they wanted to stop Yang Chen, Yang Chen squinted at him, didn't bother to pay attention, turned the corner of the street, and disappeared.

He didn't want to meet these people in general, and he didn't want to make any noise, so he didn't care.

Passing through an alley, Yang Chen was basically lost, and there was another street in front of him, this street seemed to be a little more crowded, brightly lit, and there were pedestrians on the street.

Looking at the scenery on both sides of the street, this is the night market of Zhenzong, of course, the night market here is a small business done by ordinary people, it is not very expensive, but it is also a feature.

Most of them are in the city, but these locations are still a certain distance from the real city center.

He found an unmanned stall and sat down, and ordered something casually, he liked the feeling.

In the sense, there are indeed not a few monks here who have built more than the foundation to consume this kind of consumption, and he is quite strange.

It's really not a high-grade place, it should be a slum street in the city.

There are beggars here, more than one, when they saw someone eating, they stepped forward to pay for it, Yang Chen gave some cheap things, anyway, it doesn't matter, at this time, being able to look at these calmly, perhaps, is also a kind of practice.

Now there are three beggars who ask Yang Chen for money, and it seems that here, if you don't know how to refuse, it's really a bit troublesome.

A beggar came to his side, Yang Chen smiled helplessly, and took out a spirit stone.

The beggar looked at the spirit stone in a daze, and after being stunned for a moment, he did not take the spirit stone, but rolled his eyes and looked at the food on the table.

Dirty long hair, dirty tunics, dirty shirtless, dirty shorts, all the characteristics of a beggar.

"Sit down!"

Seeing that Yang Chen actually asked a beggar to sit down, the shopkeeper was suddenly unhappy, and immediately spoke;

"Let's go, come every day, are you annoyed?"

The beggar seemed to be a little scared and was leaving, but he didn't refute, he was a beggar, and everything he did had to look at the faces of others.

"It's okay!"

Yang Chen stopped him, but the boss was still unwilling, with a look of disgust, which affected his business too much.

"But ......"

"Some more food, a little better!"

Yang Chen directly paid five spirit stones first, and he couldn't make any money in business for a few days at this price, so he didn't know what mood he was in, so he accepted the spirit stones and prepared some food.

"Sit down!"

The beggar didn't feel real, but under Yang Chen's signal, he still sat down.

Trembling, it seems that there is some conspiracy.

Yang Chen didn't care about his thoughts, he didn't want to eat, so he picked up the wine jug and took a sip.

The stall owner frowned, and there was a stinky beggar sitting opposite him, Yang Chen, who was not too dirty, and drank alcohol, and occasionally ate a little something.

The beggar began to eat, slowly, but after a few bites, he lowered his head and gobbled it up as he watched it come up.

Many things were eaten up by him, and the amount of food was indeed very large, Yang Chen saw that Te didn't seem to be full, so he asked the boss to serve some more.

While the beggar was eating, he secretly glanced at Yang Chen, who was leaning back in his chair, looking at the starry sky, drinking a little wine, and seemed to have forgotten the existence of such a person on the other side.

The beggar kept eating while quietly looking at Yang Chen, and the light atmosphere on Yang Chen's face made him seem to experience a warmth that he had never experienced after a long time in this strange place.

After wandering for many years, suddenly at a certain moment, the numb heart will melt inadvertently, pain inadvertently, and tremble in some moments.

Why did it come to such a day? I never thought of the result, but I thought it was the most unlikely to happen in this life, but in the end I ended up like this, complaining about the sky, or is it especially human?

Eating in a big gulp, when, tears burst out of his eyes, and a big dripping was on the plate, and then he was swallowed by himself.

Looking at the beggar in front of him, Yang Chen frowned slightly, picked up a bowl, poured a full bowl of wine, handed it to him, and said nothing.

The beggar was a little stunned, taking a big mouthful of food, and looked at Yang Chen in a daze.

Yang Chen looked up to the sky and took a sip of wine, and a wine jug engraved with an ordinary pattern blocked the beggar's sight, and he couldn't see Yang Chen's expression clearly.