Let me walk on the streets of Hangzhou, the feeling of vicissitudes of life poured into my heart, the high-rise buildings of the past life, and the prosperity of the ancient charm of the present world, each has its own merits.

In this era, the city has a state of savage growth, the streets are not like the horizontal and vertical vertical of later generations, but crooked, and even the street occupation is very serious, the juggling is directly in the middle of the road, and the street stalls also occupy a small half of the road.

Ren Wuxing finally understood that this TV series is all deceptive, and in the TV series, there are stalls on both sides, each in order, but in reality, it is messy, even more chaotic than the vegetable market in the previous life.

"Winning cake, winning cake."

"Let's have a bowl of lotus root noodles."

"Wine-brewed balls."

"Wontons, wontons with thin skin and big filling."

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Looking at this shout, I felt a little strange and familiar, and I felt like I was in this world, and I became a prisoner in this environment.

"Old beggar, stay away from me." Suddenly, I felt that one person pushed me, and I turned my head to look, but it was at the door of a steamed bun shop, and Xiao Er was holding a bamboo pole and looking at himself vigilantly.

He couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he was covered in dirt, full of people to avoid, and he dared to go to the market? Shook his head, turned around and left, there is already a plan to find a stand-in, then go directly to the beggar, the beggar is worried about three meals a day all day, then exchange it for freedom, as for this outfit for so long, there will be no discomfort at all, and even quite satisfied.

Because everyone wants to hide away when they see themselves, even the beggars hide from themselves with disgust on their faces, so that no one will touch them, and they will save themselves from causing trouble, although I know that this kind of psychology of escaping from the world is wrong, but I am powerless to change it.

"Forget it, I'll clean myself up after I find the stand-in." Let me do it and limit myself, which is a mental anchor, which is the solution to my psychological problems, that is, to establish small goals that can be achieved by ordinary efforts.

In addition to finding a stand-in, another task of Ren Xing is to remove the shackles of his hands and feet, and he is still a prisoner, and he can't show his face, let alone show his face in Hangzhou, just silently looking for a blacksmith shop, quietly writing it down, and waiting until the evening to try it himself.

He is dressed in this dress, and it is still a little inconvenient to go to a place where normal people go, but it is also beneficial, there are places to settle down everywhere, and the broken temples outside the city sleep at will, no one cares about you at all, and he doesn't say a word, he is a member of the beggar gang.

Even others didn't know if he was a member of the beggar gang, they all regarded him as a member of the beggar gang, and no one would say anything when he mixed in with the beggars.

Looking at this bustling street, there is a large open space in front of it, which is where the yamen is, but it is quite cold, just about to go there to enjoy the cleanliness, suddenly feel a commotion around, quite a feeling of chickens flying and dogs jumping.

"Could it be that the chengguan is here?" Let me do it, thinking nonsensically in my heart.

But I heard a burst of presumptuous and playful laughter, "Hahahaha." ”

Ren Wuxing also stopped, looking in the direction of chaos, only to see a person riding a tall horse, galloping on the street, I couldn't help but look cold, and the situation before I crossed appeared in front of me, "The city is galloping, I have to give you a retribution, and let you fall and become a joke." ”

The surrounding crowds avoided both sides of the road, and a few stalls were not so lucky, and were directly knocked over by horses.

"Isn't this scourge coming back tomorrow?" Some of those who had already ducked to the side whispered.

"Who knows, maybe you'll come to die."

"You don't want to live anymore? Dare to say the third young master? ”

"There is a prefect here, how dare he?"

"That's Wang Bancheng's son."

"I'm still the apprentice of the leader of the Haisha Gang."

"The prefect is not always there."

"yes, I want to think about it back then..."

"Shhhh

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A low curse came into the ears of Ren Wuxing, but the third young master was even more presumptuous, and even whipped the horse's buttocks, and drove towards the juggler who was packing his bags at the corner of the street, looking about to collide, but he pulled the reins and narrowly avoided it.

"The young master is good at riding." A few people followed behind, but instead of riding a horse, they ran out of breath, and they didn't forget to praise them.

"Good martial arts are forged in killing, and good riding skills are achieved in the city." The third young master snorted his whip and said proudly, and the horse did not stop, but walked a few steps at a gallop.

The third young master saw that there was still a beggar in the middle of the road and did not move, a trace of tyranny flashed in his eyes, and he whipped it, but the speed became faster.

Let me look at it and be about to hit my BMW, but I remembered the scene before I crossed over, and my heart was even more mixed, at this moment, just like that moment.

The third young master's horse jumped over the beggar's head in one fell swoop, and a whip shadow struck at the top of his head.

Looking at the operation of the third young master, Ren Wuxing forcibly suppressed the thought of wanting to smash the eldest young master, and directly avoided it sideways, and constantly comforted himself in his heart, "Ren Yingying is still in the Black Wood Cliff, although I am not the original Ren Yingying, but I don't care about Ren Yingying, what if something goes wrong?" I've taken away other people's bodies, and then destroyed them, isn't this even inhumanity? And will the original master's soul in the memory world change because of this type of thing? ”

But the third young master has already been sentenced in his own eyes, "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and hell has no way to surrender, and I haven't given you retribution yet, so you actually gave me one first." ”

"How dare you hide?" The third young master looked at the old beggar opposite with disgust, the smell of oil was disgusting, and he couldn't help but be glad that he didn't hit this person, otherwise his favorite whip would have been thrown away.

Let me do it, a finger wind hit the third young master's heart, and silently took a few steps back.

The third young master only felt that his heart was slightly numb, and he didn't care, but waved his hand behind him and said, "This old guy is too disgusting, it affects the appearance of the city, chop him up for me and feed it to the dog." ”

A few people behind the young man, panting, hurriedly surrounded me and let me go, but the surroundings were immediately emptied, the bustling street just now had been cleaned, and a child stood stupidly in the distance and watched, and let his mother carry him back and close the doors and windows.

Let me do it at this time, I calmed down, I can't raise my godfather's fault, I originally planned to let you suffer a little bit alone, but now it seems that it can't be good.

With this episode, the surrounding pedestrians and small traders and vendors have all avoided and watched secretly in the dark.

The young man looked at the empty streets, and he was also bored, and said indifferently: "Deal with it cleanly." ”

Suddenly, a few people suddenly came out of the yamen and walked towards him, and the young man frowned when he looked at these people, and then waved his horsewhip and walked away.