When Qi Yu returned to the street, the wings of Corbett, which were like a canopy, had not been lowered, and the closed city gate was clearly visible behind the lights of the city guards, who were a few more people walking around in front of the guards than in the daytime.

As we passed the restaurant, the grimacing man was already clearing the rubble. The embers were still warm, and Qi Yu's mood was just as difficult to contain. There is no doubt that the fat worm is indeed the murderer, but whether it is for the little guy or himself, the two fathers and sons are inseparable from this unwarranted disaster, and the implication of innocence is enough to make Qi Yu feel guilty.

When the city gate passed the guard, Qi Yu was stopped by the battlefield guards who had added the guard, and although he was already considered his own person, he was still closely searched. The eyes of the battlefield guards holding the disciple type one were a little tight, and Qi Yu was not let go of his whole body.

Maybe Qi Yu's silence had the opposite effect, the janissary had to take the helmet away in the end, but fortunately there were comrades who were with him during the meal, and Qi Yu moved out of Old Qilun, so the janissary gave up holding the helmet stupidly. Qi Yu, who escaped the catastrophe and was physically and mentally exhausted, under the guidance of his comrades, touched back to the black-lit blind bedroom, and casually found an uncovered bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, before Qi Yu woke up, the captain's uncle Kazan came over, and brought two Huzma to Qi Yu, Qi Yu took a burst of munching without thanks, and then the hungry Qi Yu was conquered by the food that old Qilun loved.

"Qi, you did a good job last night, rules are rules, I didn't misread you." Uncle Kazan was very pleased, looked at Qi Yu who was gobbling up, as kind as looking at his own nephew, and took out the tobacco bag again, and while rubbing up the cigarette roll, he told Qi Yu about the way of the city guards.

The city guard is very marginal in the royal city guard sequence, and cooperates with the inner city guard and the battlefield guard, especially the city guard and the three guards are not considered half army and half civilian, and there are two first-class and second-class in the entire city guard team, serving as the captain of the city guard guard and the captain of the city guard guard, each in charge of military affairs and guard affairs.

Compared with the formal guards, the third-class city guards have more than double the duty time and less than a quarter of the post attendance fee, making this post the bottom of the bottom of the guard.

Of course, the benefits are not without it: you don't have to participate in daily school training, you can go back to bed, and you can stay and stay as you please. It's just that this treatment and entry into the post need to be guaranteed with a clean net, so that the city guards have been looking for dissatisfied people, even if they recruit people to do it soon and leave, they really become temporary workers.

Qi Yu didn't care about this. In the world before coming to Qi Yu, there were people in all walks of life who were far more humble than third-class guards. There are many people who can get ahead in these positions, and there are all kinds of factors, and the only thing that will not be there is slackness and resignation. What's more, Qi Yu now has other ideas, and the treatment is not considered at all.

Moreover, the current captain Kazan is good at Qi Yu, and the other comrades do not show obvious hostility. At least here, Qi Yu doesn't have to worry about complicated infighting. As for the reason for the preferential treatment of himself, it is because Kazan himself wants to be motivated.

Not to mention anything else, Qi Yu's third-class city guard actually brought his own guard to the post. Xiao Young may go up one day, and it will be a surprise if he can be promoted to the treatment of the team, not to mention the glory of his subordinates to get ahead. Although Kazan himself has never deliberately gone up, he can't stop it when luck comes.

Kazan and Qi Yu smoked together for a while, and left without saying a word, he didn't listen carefully to the report of the fire, and the inspection of the battlefield guards came down that night, the cause was the disrepair of the building, and it was not interesting for Kazan to delve into it. As for Qi Yu's conclusion, there is no place for extraneous branches, which is good.

After the captain left, Qi Yu didn't care about freshening up, so he cleaned up the barracks. When he got up, Qi Yu found that a clear human figure was directly printed in the thick dust on the bed board. There was no one around, Qi Yu simply did it himself, tied his mouth and nose with strips of linen, and found a bucket and bamboo broom to get busy.

Qi Yu, who was working hard, didn't pay attention at all, and a group of unscrupulous people came from outside the camp. There was a sound of treading water, and Qi Yu, who was finishing with his head down, saw several pairs of iron boots stained with yellow mud and water, and the juice was dripping with a few footprints on the undried ground. Before Qi Yu could get angry, he felt a light on his head, and his helmet was taken off.

A somewhat familiar voice came: "Chief, look, this is the helmet I am talking about, is it very similar to that of old Chilun." Qi Yu raised his head, just in time to meet the flattering, cunning, cold and senseless eyes of the owner of the voice, it was not the battlefield guard who sampled his own last night.

Looking at Qi Yu, the man handed the helmet in his hand to another tall man with black beard and no armor next to him, and then the words in his mouth made Qi Yu's blood a little cold: "There are thieves in this city guard, it seems that Kazan is not doing well." Chief, why don't you arrest this person here, there must be other accomplices in the guards of this city, maybe Kazan will also ......"

This was a blatant frame-up, and Qi Yu ignored it. The people who started talking were all small minions, and the leaders present had not yet spoken, and Qi Yu had to wait a little longer.

The man who seemed to be the leader did not hurry to make a sound, and played with the helmet in his hand for a while before he said slowly: "This helmet is indeed the helmet of the three hundred warriors of the Battle of Amuza that year, and it is said that there are all kinds of miracles. I've only seen it in old Chilun's hands. As for whether it's the old Chilun's top. I'll ask him, maybe not. ”

"Look at this little third-class janissary, what ability does it have to make old Chilun look at him differently and give him a helmet? How could someone who could wear this helmet come here to be a third-class janissary? ”

"This helmet is clearly something that this person got without hard work, as for where it came from, I will find out and return it, and I will not ask you to check it."

"You have to interrogate these three classes well, and if there is really a problem, send it to Pei Wang Dashang, and you are worthy of his good appearance." After saying that, the man's evil eyes greedily scraped Qi Yu, and he took off the silk scarf that wrapped his neat hair, wrapped his helmet and turned around to come out.

The helmet-snatching guard, led a few war slaves who had been standing up, bowed towards the man, and hit the safety bolt of the disciple in his hand, and pointed the disciple at Qi Yu, but did not continue to move, signaled several war slaves to tie Qi Yu up, and immediately smashed Qi Yu with the disciple's handle.

The warmth of blood seeped from Qi Yu's dense black head, and then fell from his forehead to the water-stained ground. Qi Yu didn't seem to have received any influence, under the coercion of a few disciples, whether he resisted, or looked for an opportunity to take Tu Fan in the thick ash on the bed, it was not a good choice, but he suppressed his mood, looked at the guard coldly with his eyes, and let the war slaves tie their hands to the back.

The janissary guard didn't say anything, so the war slave tore a big piece of Qi Yu's shirt, wrapped Qi Yu's head, and took Qi Yu to find Pei Wang. The camp was left with empty ground, fallen clean slabs and uncurdled bloodstains.

In addition to these, there is also a line of footprints that come and go, appearing and disappearing in the mess of muddy water.