"Get on the horse." She said again.

The old man of the shop did not hesitate to walk to his granddaughter's side and turn over the horse.

The woman urged her horse to stand in front of them, and said, "Go."

The horse neighed, and the old man galloped forward, and when he looked back, he saw that the woman had not moved, and her figure was in the wind and snow.

"Dare to ask the knight—name—" shouted the old shopkeeper.

The wind and snow sent a woman's voice, fluttering softly: "Seven stars."

Seven stars, the old man of the shopkeeper thought silently in his heart, the horse's hooves galloped, and then watched the sword light shine, the horse shed collapsed, the horses neighed, and the horses of the officers and soldiers galloped in all directions.

The whole world was filled with snowflakes and plunged into chaos.

But when I hit the knife, the snow on my face no longer stings sharply, only cold.

The four of them swung their swords out of the chaotic fog, looking at the vast expanse ahead, with horses galloping everywhere, and they couldn't tell where people were going.

One of them waved his sword angrily, "Call the horses back."

Then one of them raised his hand and whistled at his lips.

The other two hurriedly turned around: "Come and see Zhang and join the army."

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A few pieces of charcoal were thrown into the brazier, and Zhang Yuan held the fire tongs and played with it, splashing ashes.

The officer standing next to him covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve: "Chief, don't touch it, it's not a good thing."

"Charcoal is good charcoal." Zhang Yuan said, "What is bad is people's hearts."

He threw the fire tongs down.

"I didn't expect to give us *** in the brazier."

Generally, it is formless and colorless, and it is thrown into food and water, but many are afraid of fire.

"This thief has a bit of a skill, he can do this kind of ***."

The officer covered his nose and buzzed, "Don't boast, you fell to the ground and hit the threshold, and you were almost knocked to death."

These words reminded Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan reached out and touched the back of his head, hissed twice, and glared at the officer: "Don't cover it, *** is gone."

He looked around again, and the guards had already recovered, some were arranging their clothes, some were examining their fallen and bumped injuries, and some were whispering that this medicine was not poisonous, but it only made people faint, and they woke up after being poured cold water.

Fortunately, he was already wary of things like incense, so the four people hiding in the prisoner car kept their mouths and noses covered, waiting for the thief to give a fatal blow when he thought he had come forward.

Zhang Yuan looked at the four people.

These four people are not his subordinates, but the masters found by the Tuoheng City Mansion.

"The old and the young still ran away?" Zhang Yuan asked.

Although there is no incense, the faces of the four people are not very good, and it is really a shame that the four of them joined forces and were escaped from the hands of an old and a young.

"Master Zhang." They bowed their heads, "I'm ashamed."

Zhang Yuan didn't care, and waved his hand: "Since you are here, you must be fully prepared, and it is not strange to escape." Then he asked, "How many of them came?"

"Not much." One said, "The old and the young are not our opponents, but just as we were about to catch them, another one came."

Zhang Yuan asked, "Alone?"

"At that time, the wind and snow were too strong, and the man was tightly wrapped, so he couldn't see his appearance or distinguish between men and women." The other replied.

"This man wields a sword." Another said, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's so powerful, we were forced back before we even touched his sword." ….

Zhang Yuan is not interested in this person's swordsmanship, he was born as an officer and soldier, and he never talks about fighting alone, only arranging troops, no matter how good a person is, it is difficult to become a forest alone.

He looked at the wind and snow that was gradually dissipating and sneered: "There are still a lot of chickens and dogs that have been provoked, you are prepared, but the official is not?"

Then he turned his head and called the guards.

"This bait has been used, and then the team will move forward."

"Let's see how capable Momen is."

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The wind and snow stopped at night, and someone was there

Sweep the snow, so as not to freeze the next day walking inconveniently, some people take advantage of the wind and snow to stop to buy, so as not to be frozen early the next morning, and some people are bored at home for a day, taking advantage of the wind and snow to stop running out to escape.

Although Rencheng is not big, the winter night is also very lively, there are people walking around the street, the restaurant and tea shop are warm, and the inn is also crowded with people who have broken through the wind and snow to stay, and they will not leave anything tonight.

"Do you see? The officers and soldiers braved the snow and went out."

"I heard there's a fight outside."

"There are robbers."

"What robbers are running to us?"

Even the heavy wind and snow can't hide some fresh news circulating, and the shopkeeper holds a teapot to fill the tea for the guests, while listening to the excitement.

"Did you fight?" "Did you fight hard?" "How many people died?"

Just as I was listening to the excitement, another guest walked in and called the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper hurriedly turned his head in response, and saw that the newcomer was unpacking his hood in the hall, although there was still a thick scarf wrapped around half of his neck and face, but the high bun, white forehead, willow eyebrows, and clear eyes let people know that this was a woman.

The woman carried a long and large burden behind her, which made her body thinner and thinner.

"Does the girl want to eat or stay?" The shopkeeper hurriedly asked.

"Stay." The woman said, "The horses have been handed over to the fellows, and they want a room."

The shopkeeper shouted hello and personally led the woman inside: "There is hot water and hot kang in the backyard, can the girl ask for something to eat?" We have both northern and southern flavors in our store."

The woman said, "A bowl of clear noodle soup and a stack of pickles will do." Take out a few money and hand it to the shopkeeper, "Brother Hard, bring me a room."

This money can't be used up for a bowl of noodles, and the rest is naturally the errand fee, a generous customer, and the shop guy happily took the money: "Okay, I'll send it to you personally, make sure it's clean."

When he came over and knocked on the door with his food, the woman opened the door again, and had already unpacked her bags.

"Girl, your face." The shopkeeper said.

The woman reached out to take it, and the shopkeeper looked inside over her, and saw that there was a shelf in the room, which looked a little strange.

"It's an embroidery frame." The woman said, smiling slightly.

It turned out to be an embroiderer, and the workers were not allowed to rest day and night, and the shopkeeper nodded sympathetically: "I'll ask someone to bring you an extra lamp."

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Qixing picked out the lamp with a long needle, and then placed the bronze mirror in front of the lamp, and the room became brighter.

It wasn't a rolling dragon in the prisoner car, but it was not surprising that the government already knew the identity of the rolling dragon, and it must be on guard against the Momen comrades.

Fortunately, it came in time, otherwise the two grandparents would have died.

Now that the two grandparents have survived, the news will inevitably be sent, and others can also be warned to avoid being tricked. ….

Now the most critical question is, where is the Rolling Dragon?

She looked at the embroidery frame, her fingers tracing lightly on the satin, and the oil lamp jumped, casting shadows on her face.

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After a snowstorm, the next few days were good, and the snow on the road melted.

Although there is no snow like a knife, the roads are muddy, making it difficult for people to hurry, and even those with cars can't walk so fast.

It didn't take long to see a car stuck in a mud puddle.

It was a chariot and horse guarded by officials.

The car fell into a mud puddle, two officials pushed back, two officials pulled forward, with a few shouts, the car was finally pulled out, and the shoes and robes of the four people were also covered with muddy water.

"How can the road be broken like this?" An official raised his foot to shake off the muddy water, and shouted angrily, "This is the official road leading to the capital, can't you see the official mansion below?"

"Say less." Another official glared at him, "It's not our business, be careful to punish you to build roads."

He accentuated his tone on us, where would an errand from the lower government be

cares about the quality of the official road, and will not complain about himself.

The official subconsciously looked around, and saw that because they were pushing carts and pulling carts, horses' hooves were trampling, and muddy water was splashed, and other pedestrians avoided them.

"I don't mean anything else." He raised his voice and said, "Isn't it that I'm afraid that the escort lady will walk slowly and the adults will worry at home."

An old woman's voice came from inside the car: "Then stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

The official looked so dumbfounded that he didn't dare to say more, so the coachman sat down in front of the chariot and drove forward.

Pedestrians on the road avoided the mud puddles and continued to walk, chattering.

"Where's the madame?"

"You can use official escorts, and your position is not low."

"That's not high, it's only four people."

However, this is all unrelated, and it is also common for officials to escort the female scrolls of officials, and the pedestrians dissipate after a few words.

One of the pedestrians, carrying a basket on his back, raised his hat, looked at the distant carriage and horses ahead, and quickened his pace to keep up.

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The knife stabbed in, but there was no blood, only straw scattered out.

"It's fake." The official shouted, and then looked into the small window to the side, "Fooled!"

A few people inside the room haven't spoken yet, and the people who are still watching the excitement outside the door laughed: "It's laughing to death, what kind of trick is this?"

The official in the room looked embarrassed, turned around and ran out with a knife: "Who are you! Isn't it a fellow bandit!"

The man was not afraid at all, and stretched his neck over: "Come, kill me, and ask me who I am, dignified and filial, I want to ask you who you are, in the middle of the night, men pretend to be women—come on—there are bandits who are pretending to be officials—"

In the middle of the night, the station became noisy.

In the midst of the noise and noise, someone walked out of the post station, looked back again, spit out a straw in his mouth, and walked away, quickly disappearing into the night.

In the bright days of the town, the street vendors shout loudly and have utensils for eating and drinking.

"Shoe repair." There was a hawker carrying a burden and shouting, and on the load hung swaying straw sandals, "cloth shoes, fur shoes, straw sandals."

Shoes are also tinkered with can be worn, the shoemaker's business is very good, not long after walking on the street to meet a customer, the shoemaker put down the pick, put a basket upside down for the guest to sit, and sit on the other basket, holding a big needle, neatly pulled the straw rope, on the guest handed the shoes to repair and wind.

"This is a trap." The guest whispered, cross-legged and looking at the pedestrians on the street, "Don't come."

The cobbler sighed: "Got it, it's sturdy, try it, guest officer." By bowing his head and exerting force, he asked in a low voice, "Thank you for the journey, what do you call it?"

The guest took the straw sandals handed by the shoemaker and put them on, lowered his head and patted the robe for arrangement, and said, "Nantang Mengxi Chang." Looking at the shoemaker again, he smiled, "No thanks, if you want to thank you, I should also thank the old man of Dongtang Tea, he reminded me that there is a trap, so I will use the straw man to walk the way, otherwise I will be the one who lives in the golden wire mesh that locks the soul into the bone."

The shoemaker rubbed the big array in front of him, and smiled: "Hello, I'm good."

Meng Xi smiled, threw down a piece of money, and strode away.

It's all good, but it's not all good right now.

Unable to save people, they keep exposing their whereabouts, and this matter becomes more troublesome.

Meng Xi's brows furrowed.

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