At first glance, the street is bustling with pedestrians such as hawkers, farmers, and more. Xiaodao's eyes narrowed, and the secret path was wrong. I saw a farmer, walking slowly through the streets, squeezing through the crowd, looking left and right.

If you take a closer look, there is a problem. This pedestrian road force is on the forefoot, and the heel is stepped on, which is clearly the posture of basic light work. It is by no means a farmer in the mountains, and when he looks at it again, it is not right, it is said that ordinary people go to the market, and it is normal to look left and right. But the old peasant's eyes swept back and forth, left and right.

Xiaodao didn't care at first, presumably hidden in the city, and it was not surprising that one or two people practiced martial arts, and then swept the crowd, Xiaodao sighed psychologically. There are porters on the road, and a few hawkers who carry burdens, all of whom are disguised as people from the rivers and lakes.

The trail is a little interesting, and I wanted to go around again, but I didn't have to. simply squinted, found the store to refill the bowl of tea, and continued to watch. After a few moments, a few more disguised Jianghu people appeared, looking uneasy, still looking around, only to see that the upper body shook slightly, and the flat shoulder swayed lightly ———— empty.

The "old man" Xiaodao took out two copper coins from his clothes, pointed to the street, and asked the shopkeeper, "Poor Dao has just arrived, has this market always been so lively?" ”

"Hey, hey, hey" The old man accepted the copper coin and said with a smile, "I don't know what the Taoist is, this Fengzhou, it has been lively, especially in the past few days, there are a lot of fresh faces, and the business of the neighbors in the Quartet is very good" Then he pointed to the roadside performers on the cross street, "See, this is also new, this person is interesting, it's been a few days, I'm in a good mood, I'm in a good mood, I'm sitting there, I'm not happy with more money, I'm not sad with less money, tsk, you talk about it, and there are people who sell rice noodles, just the day before yesterday, I passed by this shop, A few maids took a young lady to pass by and eat his noodles, hey, guess what's wrong with him, there are more people who don't sell it. ”

Xiaodao listened and laughed without talking. The heart said, what force is so big, it is estimated that there are hundreds of fake people in this city, and I don't know what to find.

After staying in the store for a long time, I bought a coarse cloth blue coat, replaced the robe, and it was getting late. It's a coincidence, but I heard that there is a lantern festival today, and since I have nothing to do, I went for a turn.

This street was originally four or five zhang wide, the porcelain shop tailor cloth shop is all available, the shop door is hung with colorful lights, the roadside stalls are crowded with stalls, and the street is forced to be squeezed into two zhang wide, there are many stalls, and there are more pedestrians. The streets are full of people. The hawker shouted. The sound of hawking, laughter, chit-chatter was mixed, and laughter rang out in one place.

The trail just squeezed out the lantern festival after a watch, and the sky was dark. Bypassing a few alleys, just about to go back to the store, a person secretly rushed out of a thin monkey-like person and bumped over, the trail was knocked aside, only to see that the person laughed and said, "Sorry Shaoxia, sorry Shaoxia, the light is dark and clumsy, forgive the sin............" This person is estimated to be in his twenties, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, triangular eyes and a pointed chin, obviously an apologetic look, but when it is revealed on this face, it gives people a feeling of ill will.

Xiaodao is eyes and ears, others don't understand that he can see clearly, the moment of the collision, this person's hand into his arms, although the whole action is fleeting, this technique is fast, but it is still seen by Xiaodao, but if another person is stolen, it will really be successful. Xiaodao was lucky, and his left hand clasped the man's vein, and the man was startled.

"Alas, alas! What are you doing, beating people, come and see! Why hit you and hit someone!" The people around are scattered around, all come to join in the fun.

Xiaodao was happy, "You thief shouting to catch thieves, I see what you deny" said a little thief's wrist, "hiss............" took a long breath. I clearly saw that the thief stole the purse with his right hand, and with a flip of his wrist, the purse disappeared!

"Huh?" Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, and with a "whew" sound, he locked the thief's left hand and turned over the vein, but there was still nothing.

Xiaodao was dumbfounded, and the people around him began to mumble and talk. I saw that Xiaodao's face was red, and it was red all the way down his neck to his heels.

The thief rolled his eyes, took out a red silk package from his chest like a trick, raised his voice a little, and said word by word: "Hey, Shaoxia, I'm blind, I shouldn't have stolen your big things, I'll send it back to you, you have to put it away." Xiaodao was stunned when he saw the red silk bag, and before he could open it to see if his purse was in it, he felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, the thief Hu Wei had already disappeared. After a moment of untying the burden, I felt that something was wrong, hissed, gasped, I don't know when a group of thugs came around, and the people who were disguised as ordinary people were the ones who looked like them.

The big black man at the head took out a pair of meridian mandarin ducks from the flat arm. The minions in the back also showed their guys, ho, long knives, short knives, firewood knives***, long axes, short axes, and wooden axes, and the trail was surrounded by water in a moment.

The big black man came up and opened his mouth to shout, "Give it to your grandfather!" Xiaodao didn't think much about it, and hurriedly delivered the package. As soon as the silk cloth was opened, it was shaken, and when I looked at it, "...... hiss" gasped, and there were a few pieces of yellow paper and a stone scattered in it. Just look at the big man's face is green. Xiao Dao grinned, only feeling his braincase buzzing.

On the other side, Hu Wei stepped across the stall and squeezed through the neighborhood, and turned his head suddenly, heh!! Still chasing!! Fortunately, this Hu Wei has a good foot, this gray-clothed city is like a gray mouse, thinking about it, no, you have to be fast, you can't get rid of it.

Hu Wei walked around a few alleys, stepped on the swill bucket on the side of the road, jumped up, picked up the eaves of the house with one hand, turned over the body with his hand, and flipped to the roof in three or two steps like a cat.

Hu Wei fights, don't look at it, his skills are not bad, he is an abandoned baby in the market, the size is a few thieves pulling the big one, to be a thief, to be skillful and fast, to worship the hundred masters of the hundred arts. That hand is fast and light, and it is really a good material to be a thief, running the street, climbing over the wall and tiles, and it is only faster than a cat. can steal and run, can also hit stones, the forest can fight birds, and those little tricks that can not be counted, he is famous in the rivers and lakes at a young age, and is called "cloud stealer". I've been arrested twice in 20 years, and coincidentally, it's all this month, hey, why are you so unlucky.

Also, Hu Wei thought to himself, this is no wonder to others, this bad luck is bad luck in this business. The thief does not steal the neighbors, he has to be tactful, otherwise the official will arrest you quickly, and you can let people give you a few steamed buns for this meal. The official can't steal, it's nothing to steal a few businessmen and a few outsiders, and a few catchers in the county government know each other and usually do a little bit of work, as long as they don't show their feet, they will turn a blind eye, don't make trouble for the errand person. Sometimes the bookkeeper does the accounting, and the silver is almost not counted, hey, then it is said that the "cloud thief" stole it. Although he has been a thief, he has been safe for more than 20 years.

A few days before the bad luck, I saw a fifty or sixty-year-old face on the street, well-dressed, silk and brocade, white muslin shirt with round neck and big sleeves. I was in a hurry, sweating profusely, and Hu Weiyi totaled the wine money for the past two months. To be a thief, you have to be able to observe words and looks, and at a glance, you can see that it is not a rich man or a helper, and it is not in the way. Just do it, touch it, apologize, simply and neatly, wrap it in red silk in a square square, turn a few streets to find a corner where no one squats, and untie it. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. I saw a few gold leaves in this bag. A few golden melon seeds. It's broken, I'm afraid it's not going to cause trouble. The fire paint seal was sealed, and there was no signature when the letter was opened.

Originally, I threw away the letter and took the gold away, and I didn't have to be a thief in my life. But as soon as I opened the letter, I regretted it even more It was written, "Don't clear the traitor Fang La, the general only needs to besiege him, ask him for compensation, and wait for me to enlighten the saint, saying that the former enemy is unstoppable, and intercepted my army's food and salary, and you and I will rely on Fang La for wealth and wealth."

Tsk, trouble. Ah, no wonder you can't find people in the rivers and lakes, cronies are afraid of interception when they send letters, it's not safe, and the court still has eyes and ears, so it's inconvenient to act. The senior officials have built several Jianghu sects by themselves, on the one hand, they secretly cultivate their own elite soldiers, and on the other hand, they send secrets, reliability and security. It's not uncommon, the people understand that the people themselves understand, and the only one who doesn't understand may be the old faint gentleman in the court.

This great sect of rivers and lakes can be roughly divided into three sects, the righteous school headed by Quanzhen Shaolin, and the disciples go down the mountain to experience and transform their fate. Don't collect money in vain, kill a thief and catch a thief, and relieve the people's worries. There is no price for money, you can look at it, you can give as much as you want, and you don't want to give money when you meet poor people, just want fame and fate. Even in the famine years, people can arrange a porridge shed to give alms, and the reputation is excellent. The second is the evil sect, to put it bluntly, it is a group of outlaws who get together, rob houses, burn, kill, and plunder. The third is the sect supported by the official eunuchs, specializing in some unsightly secret things, or sending letters and goods, and assassinating political enemies. This river and lake is very chaotic.

What should I do with this letter, throw it away? No, it's a matter of state. Although he is usually a thief who steals chickens and dogs, he can't be confused about the right and wrong. To the county magistrate? Don't make trouble, people are already annoying about the Jianghu case, so if you can cover it up, tell people that my letter is related to the minister of the court? My head is not far from moving, and it doesn't taste good to eat without a head.

Let's hide it for now. This paper can't hold the fire, just see that there are more outsiders in this city for a few days, and they asked, looking for me. Also, if you lose something in Fengzhou, it's normal to be the first to catch the "cloud stealer". They all know that the "cloud stealing hand" on the rivers and lakes is miraculous, and it has the name of stealing saints. Who knows, if you can't catch it, it's because it's good to catch the neighborhood quickly. The reputation is blowing, and today is a trouble.