For those who go out late at night, the night has to be careful.

Because those martial marquis who patrol the night have always been strict. Especially after the recent rumors that there are still monsters infested, these Wuhou patrols have become more frequent. Some street corners and alleys where no one passes by on weekdays actually have Wu Hou stepping in. In the early stage, several famous thieves in the capital were wiped out by the Shendu Mansion. For a time, many nocturnal walkers hid.

Hou Ping is a well-known drunkard in the neighborhood, and he doesn't have any legitimate livelihood, that is, when the market is busy on weekdays, he works as a handyman for some shopkeepers. It was just a meager amount of silver that he earned, and he was soon drunk as wine. is nearly thirty years old, and he hasn't asked for a daughter-in-law yet.

It was really difficult to sleep tonight, and the wine worm in Hou Ping's stomach was hooked again. He tossed and turned, but unfortunately the whole house was surrounded by walls. Not to mention alcohol, even if you have little money left to buy alcohol.

Hou Ping couldn't help it, he finally got up, ready to get some back.

There is a restaurant not far from Hou Ping's house, Hou Ping has already seen it during the day, and a jar of good wine is placed in the backyard. Although the front of the restaurant is built in a decent way, the backyard is very low, and there are a lot of sundries piled up next to the courtyard wall, which is more convenient for people to climb over.

Maybe even the people in the restaurant can't imagine that someone would move the idea of these drinks.

It's no wonder, after all, if you want to steal something, most people will choose something that is easy to carry and easy to carry, and no one will touch a pot of wine. Not to mention that it is inconvenient to carry, you can't make a few dollars at a time.

Hou Ping is a broken household, and he is not afraid of being caught. It's not stealing anything valuable, it's a big deal to get caught, and I'll eat in Jin Wuwei's prison.

Hou Ping was addicted to alcohol, and he didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he first leaned on the crack of the door and looked at it for a while, and heard that the patrolling Wuhou had left, so he quietly opened the door and went out directly.

Hou Ping covered his face with a black cloth, and the whole person melted into the darkness, generally speaking, if you didn't get closer and take a closer look, it would be difficult to find that he was here.

Hou Ping has traveled all the roads around here since he was a child, and even in the dark, he still knows the road clearly. He quietly came to the backyard of the restaurant, it was late at night, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant did not rest here, leaving only a guy here to watch the store.

He used the excuse to chat during the day, and he already knew that the guy was going to Nanshi to be happy tonight, and now the entire restaurant was probably empty.

The fence of the backyard was the same as he thought, stepping on the debris, Hou Ping entered the backyard smoothly.

Many swarthy jars were piled up here, and when the mud seal was lifted, an intoxicating aroma of wine came to the nostrils. Hou Ping scooped water from the side, took a sip from the jar, and couldn't help but drink wildly.

On weekdays, because of the shyness of the pocket, I can't buy much alcohol, and maybe there is some moderation. Now there is alcohol everywhere, so naturally it is open to drinking.

Hou Ping couldn't help but smile, put the water scoop aside, burped, and a strong smell of wine went up. Hou Ping knew that he couldn't drink anymore, otherwise it would be difficult to even walk back. With so much wine, he kept picking the innermost wine jar and resealing the mouth of the jar. In this way, it will take a while for the restaurant to find out that some wine jars have been stolen. At that time, the restaurant will not report the case because of a jar, and the county government will not bother to accept such a bad thing.

Hou Ping climbed over the wall, and his steps were already a little erratic. He forcibly cheered up, if he was caught by Wuhou at this time, it would be too much of a loss.

In the dark, everything is judged by familiar memories and sounds in the mind.

On this street, there was no Wuhou passing by, and everything was shrouded in silence.

But just then, suddenly, he heard the sound of clattering footsteps.

There is a Wuhou here.

Hou Ping hurriedly stepped back, although he could return home through this street, it was not a wise choice to meet Wu Hou. He wanted to go back to the backyard and hide again, but he had to give up because of the clutter piled up by the wall. Most of those clutters are rotten wooden planks, and it is easy to make a sound when stepped on, and these Wuhou ears are fine.

Hou Ping was going to take a detour and go home in a different direction.

The fang where he is located is Shangshanfang, which is next to the imperial city, and most of the mansions of dignitaries and nobles are also located here.

Compared with the dark market, the light on Tianmen Street is brighter, and some courtyards are constantly lit even at this time. Most of the people who can settle down here are the big members of the court, the royal family, and the mansions are spacious.

It is also because of this that if the family members of these big families usually go out to do something while it is dark, Wuhou will turn a blind eye and pass over. If you really catch one, it is often a big family behind it, and in the end, it is often gone.

Therefore, there are very few martial marquis here. These mansions have never lacked guards, and there is no need for those Jin Wuwei to guard the mansion.

Hou Ping was going to go here quietly, but he had to walk a little longer, but it was safer.

In the dark, something was glowing strangely.

Hou Ping was very curious, it happened that there was no one in the vicinity, and the wine made him ignore many potential dangers, so he walked over with courage, approached closer, and picked up the shiny things on the ground.

It feels cold to the touch.

Hou Ping brought his eyes closer and looked at it for a long time before he judged that this was a silver ingot.

With the faint light emanating from the nearby house, Hou Ping could see that the silver ingot was still engraved with words, and he didn't recognize the words, but it was silver that could not be wrong. Looking at this weight, it should be five taels of silver.

For a while, Hou Ping felt a hot current coming from the back of his head, his head buzzed, and the wine woke up halfway.

With these five taels of silver, he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking for a month.

Hou Ping looked left and right, saw that there was no one, and excitedly kicked the silver into his arms. He took a few steps forward, and suddenly saw a familiar glow.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, and the bright light reflected by the silver ingots fell into Hou Ping's eyes, and at this moment, his eyes were filled with silver.

He hurriedly picked it up, only to find that not far away, there was an identical silver ingot waiting for him.

Hou Ping's blood was boiling all over his body, and the wine had already begun to spur, and in his eyes now, only the silver ingot was shining.

He picked one up, and another.

The silver ingots seemed to have been inadvertently scattered, and they were lined up on the ground.

Hou Ping picked them up one by one, and when his pockets were full, he picked them up with his hands. His heart was full of joy, and the silver he picked up today was enough for him to live in style for a long time.

"Today is definitely Lao Tzu's time!"

Hou Ping tried his best to calm down his agitated mood, the silver ingot in front of him was suddenly gone, he looked around, and there was indeed no silver ingot.

The silver ingot disappeared in front of the door of a house.

There was a wide door plaque on the gate of the house, on which there were three gilded characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, he didn't recognize the words, and he didn't know what those three words meant, but looking at the magnificent appearance, it should be a mansion.

In front of the house, the torches are lit.

Several of the guards guarding the door had already drawn their knives and walked towards him with gloomy faces.