That night, I did the last bad thing in my life - stole one of the jade bells he had with me.

At that time, I didn't know how important this exquisite little artifact was, but I simply wanted to leave a thought, so that there was still a trace of warmth in the center of the lonely and long years to come, and I was worthy of going through the next world, and the ups and downs were like drinking fine wine.

It wasn't until later when he traveled around the city that he inadvertently found a high reward posted on the head of the city, and he suddenly realized that this was his unique token as the heir of the Tibetan Sword Ye family, one of the four great families.

Boundless remorse and pain swept me away, but at that time I had become a prominent figure in the beggar gang, if I went thousands of miles to throw myself into the net and take my life, it would be nothing, the two factions would inevitably have a gap of suspicion, and then cause disputes, I would become a sinner through the ages, and the beggar gang might also collapse and disappear forever. So what should the thousands of children who have no food and clothing do? But if I don't go, what will he do? If he has any advantages and two shortcomings because of my mistakes, I will definitely bear the unbearable pain of life and die depressed.

In the end, I couldn't resist the self-blame and apology in my heart, so I rushed non-stop to sneak into Yangzhou for ten days and ten nights. After a few days of lurking, the Tibetan Sword Villa was brightly lit and heavily guarded day and night, and there were patrolling escorts around it from time to time. Yangzhou was silent, and people were panicked all day long.

After a few days of planning, I secretly placed Yulingluo in the grass beside a small lake, and at noon, a crazy, unkempt old woman appeared by the lake, picked up the shining Lingluo and walked towards the villa. After observing for so many days, she was the only outsider who could approach the villa, and the guards who guarded the palace were ordered to give her some food every day. At that time, the guards will definitely be able to find the Jade Lingluo in her hand, and since both sides are perfect, I can leave with peace of mind.

I followed all the way, and finally saw the guards take the utensils in the hands of the old woman and someone quickly returned to the villa to report. My depressed heart was finally relieved, and I quietly got up and prepared to leave, not wanting a group of guards to quickly assemble and search in all directions. And the old woman actually raised a pair of eyes that were originally covered by emanation, but were actually shining, and threw them straight in my direction, and cold sweat broke out all over my body, and without further ado, I pulled out my legs and ran.

Fortunately, I know the surrounding terrain well, the eaves walk the wall, the horns are so drilled, thousands of miles of desperate escape did not call the guards to catch, only the "old woman" is still persevering closely behind her, has been chasing from Yangzhou to Baling, seeing that the base camp is approaching and can not go back, I naturally have a little urgency in my heart, fortunately the situation is in my favor, I continued to run on the surface and privately began to arrange manpower, and finally succeeded in ending this great chase with a very similar corpse. As soon as he returned to the camp, he was like having a serious illness, and the whole person was close to collapse, and it took two months to recuperate. I had to abandon the original simple idea of "as long as the things are returned, it will be over", and all the affairs around Yangzhou were pushed away, but the heart would still have a dull pain in some silent nights, and then the pain was so painful that the whole body convulsed, and the root of the disease fell.

I guess you must hate me so much, otherwise how would you have orchestrated this drama and waited for me to be caught.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I said I'm sorry, did you hear that?

Ye Shuyun, now that you are standing in front of me, do you know that every weak tear of mine is the blood dripping from the heart of many sleepless nights. If killing me makes you happy, then come, please don't be angry with my homeland, the homeless children who are guarding behind me......