Duanmu Wing is still not missing. After the announcement of the Song City Lord to the Song monarch was sent, there was still no response. During this time, Ankang could only wait except to ask his father to continue to persuade the city lord of Song to inform the city residents as soon as possible to prepare for fleeing out of the city.

After coming out of the temple, Ankang did not go home directly, but walked around the street.

Since coming to this city, Ankang has not been in the city early in the morning.

It was dawning, and the people who were rushing to the morning market had already arrived in the streets. Shops and stalls on the street are already filled with a wide variety of goods and food.

The city is full of vitality and vitality, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, stability and peace. No one knew that they would soon face a catastrophe that would destroy their lives and their families.

Suddenly, Ankang felt the feeling of being watched again.

And this time it's stronger than ever. It was as if someone was clinging to him, and that person's snort had blown to the back of his neck.

Ankang resisted the urge to turn back quickly, slowed down, pretended to look at the signs of the shops around him, and turned around naturally, and then quickly swept the entire street with his gaze to see everything.

In this process, An Kang's left hand was opened, and his right hand naturally extended his index finger, and at the same time he was ready to defend and attack.

There was no one behind him, the shops were still those shops, the people were still those people, there was nothing suspicious. Even if the person closest to him had been standing close to him just now, it would have been impossible for him to hide so far in such a short time.

Ankang heard the sound of his own heartbeat, "Plop-p-" His heart beat very fast.

An Kang walked to a baked cake stall with a natural expression and natural steps, pretending to bend down to pick up the baked cakes, but the rest of the eyes were observing the surroundings.

At this time, being spied on is not as strong as it was just now, but the feeling is still there.

Ankang has no way to locate the source of the peeping. When he felt it the most intense just now, the source of the peeping was in the back of his head, and now the direction of this source is always wandering irregularly.

An Kang could only feel that the distance between the people who peeped at him was the same, about three zhang away, as if he was circling in an irregular circle.

But apart from the seller and the buyer, there was no one else within three feet.

Ankang left the baked cake stall, walked into a porridge shop, asked for a bowl of lotus seed porridge, and sat on a table facing the street to sip it while looking at the street outside.

The sense of peeping is still there, but it is much weaker than on the street.

Ankang changed the table in the middle again. The sense of peeping is weaker.

When Ankang finished drinking the porridge and walked from the porridge shop to the street, the sense of peeping became stronger again.

Who the hell is so elusive?

An Kang suddenly thought of Xiao Liu.

Of course, the person who peeps at himself is not Xiao Liu, but this person must have the same [invisible] skills as Xiao Liu. He can get close to people and see him up close, but people can't see his form.

However, Ankang had just come to this conclusion and immediately denied it.

Since the other party will be [invisible], why not follow indoors?

In such an early morning, there are not many customers in the porridge shop. Thinking about it from another perspective, if Ankang himself could be [invisible], he would definitely follow him to the porridge shop and sit on a stool to peek closely. No one can see him anyway, and no one will touch him.

An even more important evidence of Ankang's denial of this peeping person's [invisible] skill is that in the underwater dungeon of Gushan City, Ankang also used to feel like being spied on. Even if that person can [invisibly], can he still follow him to the underwater underground palace full of dangers?

Of course not.

But how can this be so strange?

Ankang couldn't comprehend the situation he was encountering. If he could guess the possibilities of the other mysteries he encountered, he couldn't guess why it was like to be watched.

Such a peep is really incredible!

Ankang walked back to the stall selling the biscuits, picked up a biscuit, and said to the short vendor, "Da Lang, wrap it for me." ”

After thinking about it, Ankang picked up two more and said, "Let's wrap the three cakes together." ”

The vendor wrapped the three pancakes in lotus leaves and handed them to Ankang.

An Kang had just taken the lotus leaf over, and suddenly someone rushed towards him.

Pounce!

Ankang quickly turned around and faced the comer, ready to enter the battle.

The man who raided was very burly and fierce. However, his goal was not to be well-being, but to the peddler.

He rushed up and kicked the vendor's biscuit stall down. Then he kicked the vendor to the ground.

"Da Lang, did you eat bear heart leopard gall?" The man shouted.

This seller of baked cakes is really called Da Lang?

"Fourth master, where did the little one offend the fourth master? I also hope that the fourth master will say it clearly. ”

"You stole something, and you dare to say that you didn't offend me?"

The short peddler clutched his stomach, struggled to sit up from the ground, and said, "Fourth master, I have never stolen anything from you." ”

"You didn't steal? So what is this? The fourth master reached into the peddler's bag containing money and touched it, and found a piece of jade. It wasn't an ordinary piece of jade, but a more expensive one.

"Fourth master, fourth master. This thing...... This is the first time I've seen it. I don't know why it's in my purse. ”

An Kang watched from the side and sneered. Isn't this obviously a planting?

The man named Si Ye said: "This is a priceless piece of jade, something that came out of the palace. You dare to steal this? Now you will go with me to the magistrate. Even if you are not convicted of murder, you will be sentenced to exile. ”

The peddler was frightened, lying on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly: "Fourth master, spare me." I really didn't steal it. The title deed I got back yesterday will be given to you, I don't want it. Please let the fourth master let me go. ”

It turned out to be a trick to grab a land deed.

The scene was familiar to Ankang, as he remembered an unpleasant experience that had happened to him before.

It was when he was in junior high school, and he was once blocked on the way home by a few thugs outside the school. The thugs put a motorcycle down in front of Ankang, saying that Ankang had broken the motorcycle and snatched the tablet in his bag in broad daylight.

At that time, Ankang was so weak and helpless.

Ankang had fantasized countless times that one day he would become strong enough.

Wait until the day I become strong, I can ......

"Title deeds!" The fourth master shouted angrily, interrupting An Kang's memories.

The peddler got up from the ground and said to the fourth master tremblingly: "The title deed is in my house." Please come with me to the house to get it. ”

Wait until the day I become strong, I can ...... I'm going to rob someone else's stuff.

At this time, Ankang was strong enough, strong enough to rob this dwarf peddler.

Yes, he's going to rob this weak and helpless peddler now.

Bullying a weak person is such a pleasure.

An Kang smiled happily, took a bite of the baked cake in his hand, and then threw it on the baked cake stand and said, "Da Lang." I ate a fly in your pancakes. What do you think is going to do? ”

"Huh? Guest, it's absolutely impossible for the baked cakes I make to have flies. I ......"

"Less nonsense, lose money!"

"I'm ......" The peddler looked at the fourth master with an impatient expression, and had to say, "Okay, I'll give you back the money you paid for the baked cakes." ”

Saying that the peddler was looking for money from the money bag.

"Just pay it back?"

"That'...... Guest officer, you see......"

Ankang said, "Don't you have a land deed? Just give me the title deed. ”

"Huh? If you eat a fly, you have to pay for the title deed? The peddler was shocked.

"If I eat a fly, I might be poisoned. If you poison someone, even if you are not convicted of killing your head, you will be exiled. ”

The peddler listened to Ankang's nonsensical explanation and was speechless: "How can eating a fly poison a person?" ”

An Kang smiled: "What if there is such a possibility? ”

"This ...... You're blackmailing! The peddler was so angry that his face turned green.

Ankang impatiently kicked the baked cake stall: "Go back and get the title deed!" Uncle, I still have important things to do. ”

"This ......" the peddler looked at the fourth master helplessly.