Chapter 7: The Capital in Distress
Think about my father and mother, they have been gone for a few days, and they have been walking for a long time, looking at the neat long row of brewed glass bottles and jars under the wall, and the small bamboo basket full of preserved flowers......
"It's so boring, Ah Wu has always liked to sleep since autumn came, and he can't go to him..."
Playing with flowers and plants along the way, running and jumping, he soon arrived at the Peerless Capital. Look left and right, although I have been here once, but seeing the prosperity and liveliness of this street, I still can't help but want to take a few more looks, I don't know what the capital is like at night, it must be also brightly lit, and Fanchang is extraordinary.
I was in a good mood with water, and suddenly forgot that I came to the capital to exchange the osmanthus dew for silver, lingering on the stalls on the street, looking at the newly baked big buns drooling, and after a while, I walked to the craft stall and looked at the exquisite gadgets, and then went to the refreshments to hear the storyteller's ancient wonders......
In the blink of an eye, it is getting late, the lights of the capital are gradually lit up, and the lively night market is about to begin. But Daishui panicked, and muttered in his heart: "It's bad, the rise of play has forgotten the time, and it will take a few hours to run back to Agarwood Valley from the capital...", Daishui turned and looked up at the sky, "But the day has gone dark, and I am really a little scared to go back alone."
Just when Daishui was worried about this matter, she suddenly had a light on her back, and a gust of wind accompanied by a quick step passed by Daishui, and Daishui came back to her senses, this is someone who robbed her bag! Without thinking about it, he turned around and chased in the direction where the man was running.
A man dressed in a purple black satin brocade on the side of the street glanced back at the two figures who ran away, and said to the two people who followed behind: "Xipan, you go and have a look." The brown-clothed man behind him immediately understood, and in the blink of an eye, only the man remained in place.
With water continued to chase the thief in front, a crimson appeared on his fair little face, and beads of sweat the size of beans floated on his forehead, but seeing the distance between the person in front of him and himself gradually widening, his heart became more and more unwilling, and he bent down and grabbed a few pieces of gravel, and threw it at the back knee of the thief with all his strength.
The so-called tricks are not too many, and the enemy can be controlled. The thief was afraid that he was also tired of running, and the stones happened to hit the cartilage of his knees, and he fell to the ground. Catch up with the water and catch up, and take the lost package on the ground into your arms to escape.
The strange thing is that as soon as the thief's hand touched the leg with water, his hand was stung by something, and he hesitated the slightest bit, which reduced the strength of the leg that fell on the leg a lot.
But the severe pain still came from the calf, fell to the ground with water, and did not forget to hold the package in his arms, and laughed at himself in his heart: "I gave my life for a few bottles of osmanthus dew, and it is not bad to make a tea anecdote in the city tomorrow." The thief's palm changed again, ready to strike at the hose again......
On the roof, Xipan, who had been here for a long time, looked at it without saying a word. The rivers and lakes are unpredictable, and the deaths and injuries of others have long had nothing to do with him, since the year of the hanging sideburns, he has followed the young master, what children's love and Kuang Shi Jishi have long been left behind, and nothing is as important as the life of the young master.
At this time, a dart flew from the corner, so fast that Daishui didn't see it at all, but only heard a heart-rending scream from the thief in front of him, and the dart in the right hand of the murderer, blood kept flowing down his hand. Only the Sipan on the roof knows that it is the young master. This Xuanbu dart is the young master's unique secret weapon, and there are few people in the world who can do this with this strength and decisiveness.
In the dark corner of the corner, the two walked slowly, and the young man's face became clearer and clearer, and he was overjoyed: "It's you."