Approaching the end of the New Year, whether they have thin assets or shy pockets, people are taking to the streets to buy New Year's goods.

Tea stalls, butchers, wine shops, pawnshops, every place is crowded with people.

The stall selling meat steamed buns at the intersection took advantage of the location, and those who had some extra money in their pockets would spend three cents to buy a steaming meat steamed bun to fill their stomachs.

The smell of meat steamed buns spread far and wide, attracting a group of little beggars to circle around the stall, but they didn't dare to get too close.

Aunt Wang, who sells meat steamed buns, is not easy to mess with, and will use a kitchen knife to cut people.

A tea stall selling coarse tea, the stools are full of people.

Two men with ordinary faces drank tea silently, and the corner of their eyes occasionally swept from somewhere.

They are the people of the five masters.

Three days ago, their people were staying here, and they would change a few new faces every day, not only for the traitor Pingli who hid in that house, but also for the forces that assassinated the Liuqing County Order.

The fifth master said that you should not act rashly, and it is the purpose of the Metropolitan Governor to bring out that force.

The dragons and snakes here are mixed, people come and go, if Pingli does not appear, there is no way to find that person.

But Pingli's patience is too good, and he hasn't been out of the door for three days

According to the first group of brothers who came with him, Pingli had only bought six meat steamed buns three days ago.

Thinking of meat steamed buns, a man quietly swept the stall selling meat steamed buns not far away.

The steaming meat steamed bun can only be seen before the task is completed.

There was snow at the base of the wall, the ground was muddy, and a few idlers were bored and playing with mud on their toes.

Such idlers can be seen everywhere in Dongcheng, or a certain unsuccessful boy who is familiar to the neighbors, or a foreigner who has wandered here, and no one takes a second look.

The idlers' eyes flickered, looking for a target everywhere, if they met someone who was easy to bully at a glance, or found an opportunity to find a thing, the day's food and drink were over.

When the picture of an idler is to eat and drink, he has not dared to do such a majestic thing as robbing a house, so he can only quietly look forward to it.

One of the idlers is Zhang Sheng's face, and his dress and demeanor are no different from those of other idlers, even the greedy and impetuous eyes are the same, only occasionally his eyes will sweep somewhere, and a sharp light flashes under his eyes.

There is a fortune teller stall next to the tea stall, and the blind fortune teller never opens, and spends most of his time lazily basking in the sun.

Those cloudy and unfocused eyes occasionally look in a certain direction, sometimes they are meat steamed bun shops, sometimes they are dilapidated houses, and sometimes they are tea stalls and wall roots.

Several people waited silently, invisibly competing for patience.

Hirari stood quietly behind the dilapidated door for a moment before reaching out and placing his hand on the deadbolt.

He hadn't hesitated for a long time.

Maybe it was because of years of pampering, he thought he could be comfortable in such a situation, but in fact it was not.

Worried, frightened, suspicious...... All kinds of emotions accumulated in his heart, making him undecided.

By this time, he had to admit that he had long lost the courage to fight for a meat steamed bun many years ago.

The deadbolt is a piece of horizontal wood, thin and fragile, and like this dilapidated wooden door, it can't actually stop anything.

Hirari pulled the deadbolt out and pulled the door open.

If the stepfather or the other party found his traces, a broken door would be blocked.

Outside the door, the snow on the opposite eaves glistens in the sun, which is a bit dazzling.

Pingli squinted, and was a little uncomfortable for a while.

He didn't dare to stop at the door for too long, that would be too strange.

Pingli cleaned up his mind and walked out with a calm expression.

Glancing around, the merchant carrying the burden, the old man pushing the wheelbarrow, and the peasant woman carrying a basket to sell chickens...... There is order in the chaos.

Pingli's heart settled down a little, and he walked quickly to the meat steamed bun shop.

The two Jin Linwei at the tea stall glanced at each other, but instead of moving, they refilled another cup of tea, but their eyes were more excited.

It's not in vain, I'm going to have a stomach trouble after drinking so much coarse tea in the cold wind.

It happened that a person walked in front of the fortune-telling booth and asked the blind fortune teller to touch the bones and tell the fortune.

The fortune teller looked indifferent, but scolded in his heart: Damn, I haven't had a serious fortune teller for three days, but I came at this time.

This face was light and fell lightly in the eyes of the people who came, but he became a master, so he didn't leave.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

The idler leaning against the wall reached into his torn jacket and pulled out a crossbow.

Before the other idlers could notice, an arrow flew out and went straight to Pingli's heart.

The two Jinlin guards moved.

They did not run towards Pingli, but in the direction where the cold arrow was fired.

The fortune teller raised his hand, and the stone hit the knee socket of the two Jinlin guards.

The two Jinlin guards fell to the ground with weak legs, and watched the idler run away.

A Jinlin guard said angrily: "He still has companions! ”

In the confusion, it was impossible to tell which direction the stones came from.

Another Jinlinwei hurriedly said: "Catch Pingli first." ”

The big fish they wanted to catch ran away, and if they ran away again, most of them would definitely skin them when they returned.

Fortunately, they also have companions, so that they don't let Pingli escape while they fight the big fish.

The two who got up immediately ran to the stall selling meat steamed buns.

Pingli was already vigilant, and when the dark arrow hit, he heard the sound of breaking the air and hurriedly dodged to the side.

The sharp cold arrow sank into his shoulder, and the sharp pain came.

The screams came and went, and the scene immediately became extremely chaotic.

Pingli didn't care about pulling out the arrow, so he ran away.

He had seen two men running towards him.

He didn't know those two people, but the feeling he gave him was familiar, they were Jin Linwei's people.

Hirari immediately ran in the opposite direction.

In the opposite direction, there were also people coming up.

Pingli's complexion changed slightly, and he ran in another direction, but suddenly a wave of dizziness hit, and his speed slowed down unconsciously.

Not good, the arrow is poisonous!

This thought flashed in his heart, and Pingli's eyes went dark.

Several Jinlin guards quickly surrounded him and pressed down Pingli, who fell to the ground and was convulsing.

"Take it away!"

Jin Linwei quickly took Pingli away, leaving behind a group of people who were frightened and the fire of gossip was boiling.

What's going on, is the master here to catch the thief?

In front of the fortune-telling booth, the man who came to tell the fortune was dumbfounded, pointed to the fortune teller's hand and said tremblingly: "I, I have seen it all!" ”

The blind fortune teller grabbed two stones and threw them out, knocking down the two people who were drinking tea.

The stones are obviously used to suppress the dirty gossip map......

The man felt completely unable to accept the fact of seeing.

The fortune teller looked in the direction of the man with a pair of cloudy eyes, and asked impatiently, "Does it count?" Just talk to you! ”

"No, don't forget it!" The man ran away.

The fortune teller raised his hand, his cloudy eyes returned to clarity, and he pouted: "Tsk, it's unlucky to go to the hexagram stall, and make a fuss." ”