The man wearing a long gauze and cloud hat is naturally particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

The shouting on the street came one after another, and a hurried person came to meet him, and somehow he rubbed shoulders with the man, and the other party had strong bones and almost knocked the food box in his hand out. I saw him tightly protect the food box with both hands, and a slightly nasal voice came out from the clouds, "Brother Tai, you?"

"Which one doesn't hit me with long eyes?" How do you know that someone will preemptively strike, and the handsome face is about to make a fierce and vicious spirit, and it is that Lu Zhizhi.

"I... The man seemed to be frightened, and his words paused.

Gentle, born with a look of waiting to be calculated.

Lu Shiyi squinted his eyes, and glanced at Mo Huaigu, who was still hiding in the crowd: I'll try him.

"Hey, hey, my old waist, no, no, no, I have to lie down for a while. So saying, he put his arm on his waist and lay down at the man's feet.

One elbow against his head and looked up: "Look at your bang, my bones are about to fall apart." Without further ado, let's see how much you can lose. ”

People often slander people, so everyone wants to be lively, and they all stop and watch with a smile.

The man's face hidden behind the long veil was faint, and he couldn't see it really, so he heard his voice full of embarrassment, "Brother Tai, I'm a poor and sour teacher, and I only have one or two left in my purse, or you can take it to the doctor first--"

"One or two? This is looking down on me! No matter, let's take you to the official. ”

Mo Huaigu deliberately cooperated in the crowd, lowered his voice and shouted, "See the official!"

Some people who didn't know the truth also coaxed, and the man looked left and right, and asked in a hesitant tone, "What do you see?"

"I can't get up without ten taels. Lu Shizhi pretended to be addicted, and he said without guilt.

The crowd laughed again, and the man was even more embarrassed to stay in place.

Usually at this time, someone needs to stand up and speak up.

"Yo, Xiaodao Fang clearly saw that it was you who knocked people into a fight, why are five big and three thick men embarrassed to rely on a weak gentleman?

Zhou Xuanqing and Liu Yanshu came over just right. I thought that the two demons would follow them without a trace, but it turned out to be a blatant temptation.

The man had already turned to look at Zhou Xuanqing, but his face had been hidden in the veil, and he didn't know what his expression was.

Lu Shiyi raised his eyebrows and sighed softly, just about to have a seizure, but when he saw Hou Ye's fingers under his sleeves curl slightly, he made a gesture.

This means that he should follow the routine.

So he frowned a little and groaned, and Lu Shiyi cooperated and shouted, "Yo, where did you come from, Aunt Dao, dare to meddle with Uncle Ben's affairs!"

Zhou Xuanqing didn't know that Liu Yanshu had made a small move, and thought that Lu Shiyi's big rooster had opened his mind. His eyes were withdrawn from the man's cloud hat, and he smiled lightly and scolded the people on the ground seriously: "Xiaodao came down from Niutou Mountain, and when you encounter injustice, you naturally have to talk about it." It's not far from the county government here, so do you think it's going to be public or private?"

If it weren't for the group, Lu Shiyi would have applauded Zhou Xuanqing. He slowly sat up and knocked on his waist: "What's public and private, Uncle Ben feels much better now, so he won't worry about a teaching gentleman." ”

The crowd of onlookers was a little regretful, and they slowly dispersed after seeing the excitement.

"Mr. Kong, it's okay. Zhou Xuanqing stepped towards the man, approached and sniffed carefully. It's a pity that the demon king's breath has been dissipated, leaving only a trace of the smell of rouge that seems to be nothing. This rouge tastes wrong and melts into the flattery.

Secretly wondered: Didn't this teacher roll on the banshee?

Mr. Kong had just gotten out of trouble, and before he could thank him, he asked in surprise, "Nuguan, do you know me?"

Zhou Xuanqing touched his nose and said, "We were in the inn just now, and when we checked out, we heard the shopkeeper call you that." ”

There is only one teacher surnamed Kong in Datong Town, Zhou Xuanqing doesn't know him, but his sister Xiu'er has met once, and after returning to the mountain, he also gave her a comparison: What a clear and elegant, erudite and economical... It's the first time I've seen Xiu'er judging a man.

The person in front of him deliberately concealed his appearance, and it was really difficult to compare with the appearance described by Xiu'er.

Mr. Kong then nodded his head, and gently brushed a corner of the cloud hat with the long veil.

This time, Zhou Xuanqing saw his appearance clearly: his face was upright and plain, except for the deep sunken eye sockets, a circle of black green, and he lived like a short life.

In this case, most of the time there is a lack of essence, coupled with a faint bewitching aura on his body. Zhou Xuanqing was determined: There must be a banshee hidden next to this gentleman.

Mr. Kong no longer seemed willing to talk, and looked anxious to leave. He said to Zhou Xuanqing, "Pingshui meets, thank you for the rescue of the female crown today, Xiaosheng is not grateful." ”

Just as he was about to leave, Zhou Xuanqing took out a yellow paper talisman and handed it over, "There is fate, Xiaodao looks at Mr. Kindness, and I will give you a life-saving charm and a disaster amulet, you remember to put it on your body." ”

Mr. Kong seemed to stare at it for a while before tucking the talisman into his sleeve, nodded and thanked him vaguely, and walked to the other end of the long street.

The figure walked away, Liu Yanshu blinked his eyelashes, and looked at Zhou Xuanqing with deep eyes: "You don't suspect that he has something to do with the demon king, why did you give him a talisman to defend himself?"

Zhou Xuanqing didn't hide or look back, "Master Hou, I just figured out one thing. You said that the demon king escaped from the mountain, is he going to find a place to hide first, or will he go to find out the person who distributed the messenger to take revenge?"

The time has passed, and the backlight casts a round of brilliance from the top of his head, which makes Liu Yanshu's peach eyes bent slightly, and his thin lips bloom with a smile, and he looks at Zhou Xuanqing with deep meaning. "In this way, Xiaodao Chief, you are confident, and that talisman was given to him on purpose. ”

Zhou Xuanqing doesn't like to speak thoroughly, not in a pretentious gesture, but so that he won't be too embarrassed when something goes wrong. She scratched her forehead and said, "I think we need to stay in town for one night and wait for the investigation before we can act." ”

Mr. Kong, who was carrying the food box, quickened his pace, and he didn't know whether he was tired or hot, and he was a little weak. He squeezed through the bustling market, turned a corner, and walked into an alley.

The gray and white stone walls here are not high, and there is a row of simple houses every five or six zhang apart. He stopped under one of the eaves and pushed open two worn, exposed, wooden doors.

After the small courtyard, there is still a pair of paper-cut happy words pasted on the pane of the main house, but the color is a little lighter. He let out a low sigh, lightened his footsteps, and as he entered the house, he turned and quickly closed the door.

Lu Shiyi and Mo Huaigu followed here, standing outside the house silently. They thought about how to get in.

Piercing walls, stealth, or slamming doors?

Inside the house, the doors and windows are tightly closed, airtight, slightly cramped, and the atmosphere is depressing.

"Lang Jun, are you back?" the woman's face was charming, and her voice was slightly hoarse. Looking at the figure, it was a white-skinned fox.

The white-skinned fox with a beautiful face is tightly wrapped by a thin silk, hanging on the beam of the house with its arms hanging and its toes desperately against the ground.