The sky was still dark, and the prosperous and lively Linchuan City during the day was like a dormant giant beast at this time, silent in the silent night.

At this time, it was only a moment before the gates of the city were opened.

Because it was still early, there was no one at the gate of the city for the time being, only a few soldiers guarded, and it seemed a little deserted.

It's winter, and it's cold. Even though they were dressed thickly and stood in front of the city gate, the cold wind was biting, and the soldiers guarding the gate couldn't help but shrink their necks.

"Damn! It's really cold! One of them scolded with a hand.

The other short man couldn't help but stomp his foot a few times, "yes! On this kind of day, nesting in your own room, baking a fire, and drinking a few glasses of wine with your brothers, that is called a comfortable! ”

"Don't mention it......"

"Meow!" A terrible cat meow came from nowhere, and then a black shadow quickly emerged from the grass.

"This cat, barking so badly, it seems that it's time to come into heat again."

"Hey, hey."

The short one smiled meaninglessly, "Brother, let's go out for a few drinks tomorrow....."

With that, he poked the man next to him with his elbow.

Seeing this, the person next to him coaxed, "Lao Liu, it seems that you can't hold it back...... Let's hurry up and marry a mother-in-law! ”

"I have to marry a mother-in-law."

"They all say that wives, children, and hot kang heads ......"

"Hahahaha....." A few people laughed, but it also dispelled a bit of the winter coldness.

On the empty streets, the cold wind whirled and shook the branches of the trees on the side of the road.

Not far away, an ox cart creaked across the stone road and slowly drove towards the city gate.

The ox cart was carrying a large vat, and it looked so full that even the old ox pulling the cart had to exert all his strength.

As the ox cart got closer and closer, an indescribable smell followed.

The soldier guarding the gate looked at the ox cart in front of him, couldn't help but hide his nose, and frowned: "Go, go!" ”

The leaner sat on the ox cart, dressed in old gray cotton clothes, his hands wrapped in his sleeves, and the reins of the ox cart were pinched in his sleeves.

Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said, "Today is a few days of little brother on duty, it's hard work." ”

It was cold in winter, and when he opened his mouth to speak, a cloud of mist came out.

The soldier who covered his nose said in a muffled voice: "It's all like this, Lao Zhao, hurry up!" Smoked panic. ”

The leaner laughed: "Gotcha! ”

After that, he pulled his hand out of his sleeve and gently whipped it, and the legs and feet of the old scalper who pulled the cart were a little faster.

The oxen cart, loaded with several barrels, staggered past the city gate and went out of the city.

When the ox cart was far away, the doorkeeper put down his hand and took a deep breath, the cold air of winter entered his throat, and his whole body was cold, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Silence gradually returned to the city gates, and it was still early in the morning, and there was no one coming. A few of the guards at the gate leaned on the gate and dozed off.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from far and near, rushing from the official road towards the city gate.

The soldier guarding the door quickly straightened up and looked in the direction he came.

There was still a little mist at the dawn of winter, and in the gray sky, a man and a horse came in front of him, and soon arrived at the city.

"Stop! Dismount and check! The soldier who guarded the gate stretched out his spear and stopped the man.

"Shhh Hearing only the sound of a high-pitched neighing horse, the man grabbed the reins and stopped abruptly.

He took out the token in his arms and lit it up: "I am from the He family in the city, and I am in a hurry to return to the city." ”

It's the He family, the soldiers looked at the intricate patterns, then withdrew their spears and let people go.

The man raised his whip, and the man and the horse hurried into the city, and broke into the dawn farther and farther away, except for the clatter of horses' hooves echoing through the silent streets.

I don't know what's going on.

As soon as the thought passed through the mind, the soldiers leaned up to the gate and began their unfinished sleep.

Linchuan County is a large county under the rule of Jiangzhou, and the official roads outside the city are also neat and flat.

Lao Zhao drove the ox cart and walked leisurely, but he didn't have to worry about spilling the contents of the bucket.

The contents of this bucket, although filthy, are good things for farming manure. It was harvested from the city, dried in the sun, and transported to the village villages, where it was sold to those peasant households, which also made a lot of money.

Lao Zhao now relies on this to support his family.

Others thought it was dirty, and it stinked all day long, but he didn't dislike it.

Anything that can make money is a good thing. Where did they come from?

What's more, compared to farming, the footman can make a lot of profits. Previously, there were people who did not hesitate to fight in order to compete for the territory of the night incense.

Because of the different groups of people living in different areas of the city, the quality of the night incense produced is also rated as 369 and so on. The higher the selling price of higher quality, the more people will compete, and the more fierce the competition will be.

Lao Zhao is mainly responsible for the west of the city, and the people living in the west of the city are all ordinary traffickers, but even so, this job is earned by their family's brains.

I heard that there was a person named Luo Hui in the previous dynasty who made this a business, and he had a huge fortune. He Lao Zhao doesn't want to be rich, but he also wants to earn a foreign master.

The ox cart walked along the official road, walked out of the road for more than ten miles, turned a corner, and entered the trail, this road is not as spacious as the official road, Lao Zhao's hand holding the reins moved slightly, and the ox cart followed and slowed down.

All the way past the road is a forest of weeds, and the cold wind blows, and the dead grass rattled.

This path is not far from Luoshan, he walks every day, he is very familiar, and Lao Zhao is not afraid.

Gollum......

At this moment, the stomach turned upside down.

Lao Zhao secretly snorted: It's really not the right time.

In this winter, when I took off my pants and squatted in the wasteland, most of my butt was not going to be numb.

He scolded his mother, but he stopped the ox cart, removed the dry grass, found a clearing in the woods, picked up his cotton clothes and squatted down.

As soon as the cold wind blew, Lao Zhao instantly felt that half of his ass was unconscious. He just wanted to solve it quickly, but his stomach was rumbling and making trouble.

Lao Zhao scolded again, it's really not timely!

A rustling sound came from behind him.

Is there still a rabbit in this winter? Lao Zhao turned his head.

The sky was already dark, because it was winter, and there was still a faint mist in the forest, and at this time I could see faintly.

I saw that on the flat ground about two feet away, a small dirt bag slowly bulged, and with the sound of fine rustling, the soil kept shaking down.

Ho! Lao Zhao was overjoyed, I'm afraid it's not a rabbit making a hole, right?

It is said that the three holes of the cunning rabbit, it is winter at this time, and there is a hare that wants to dig a few more holes, so that he can escape at any time.

If that's the case, we can add some game today.

Lao Zhao couldn't help rubbing his hands, which were a little stiff in the cold wind.

He was afraid that the rabbit would run away, and at this time, he didn't care about his belly, which was still turning over the river, so he hurriedly vented, lifted his pants, and walked lightly towards the small mound of dirt that was still rising.

The hare is particularly flexible, and Lao Zhao's footsteps are extremely light, and even his breathing can't help but be a little lighter.

When I got closer, I saw that the small mound of dirt was rising higher and higher, and the debris was still falling.

The surrounding ground was not frozen like the rest of the world, but rather a little loose, as the rabbit had picked it up.

Lao Zhao was thinking about digging the rabbit hole, when he saw a touch of plain white suddenly appeared below.

Yo, it seems to be a white-haired rabbit, which is rare in the wild.

Lao Zhao picked up a dead branch from the side, got closer, and leaned down to dig out the rabbit.

Then he saw that the plain white was more and more exposed, and then a hand was stretched out of the earth. That hand was pale, wasn't it the white rabbit he thought he had before?

The pale palm moved as it reached out of the mound, shaking off the dirt that covered it, and then a forearm was exposed.

The mud-stained forearm waved, as if groping for something.

Then the whole area around the small mound of dirt moved, and the earth began to fall from the ground.

Lao Zhao's mind was blank, and he was stunned for a moment before he screamed: "Ghost—"

He ran away.

All that remained was the heart-rending shouts echoing through the empty woods.