In the dark night, the capital is surging with waves, and it is not calm.

The soldiers on the night patrol were one after another, and as long as they found someone wandering in the streets, they would take it down immediately, regardless of their identity.

For a while, the gangsters were almost caught.

After dawn, the soldiers changed, and people from each fang city searched house to house.

"Look at this portrait. Have you ever met this person?"

On the portrait, it is a tall and heroic young man with a cold gaze.

The people who were questioned trembled and tried to make out with their eyes wide open, and then shook their heads again and again: "I haven't seen it."

The soldier said in a deep voice, "This person's name is Murong Shen, and he is a thief. If you see this man, you will immediately go to the yamen and report the news, and reward you with a thousand taels of silver."

"Also, if you encounter a few strong men gathered in one place, you should also report it."

After one house is searched, the next one.

There are more than 50 squares in the capital, each of which has 2,000 households, and the total population is about 200,000. Such a one-by-one search is extremely vast and cumbersome.

The prince of Dingguo was also a ruthless man, leaving 40,000 elite soldiers to guard the palace, and the rest were all sent out except for those who were injured and could not move, about 3,000 people. These more than 3,000 soldiers were distributed to each fang city, and there were more than 60 people in each fang city. These more than 60 soldiers, divided into ten teams, each responsible for several streets, kept searching back and forth.

This is not looking for a needle in a haystack, but a huge net is sprinkled and "salvaged" over and over again.

That night, Murong Shen, who was covered in wounds, fled under the cover of more than a dozen personal soldiers. I don't know where to hide.

However, one thing is certain, Murong Shen is still in the capital. Because when the prince of Dingguo led his troops into the city gate, he ordered the city gate to be blocked. Not to mention that Murong Shen was not lightly injured, even if he was decent, he couldn't fly out of the capital.

searched for several days, although Murong Shen's whereabouts had not been found. However, the people of the entire capital already knew what Murong Shen, the rebel who forced the palace to rebel, looked like.

If it goes on like this, it will be a matter of time before Murong Shen is caught.

An inconspicuous house was knocked on the door.

An old woman of mediocre appearance opened the door in a trembling manner, followed by her son, daughter-in-law, and grandson, who was six or seven years old. A family of four, it seems, are all good people. When he saw the officers and soldiers, he didn't dare to raise his head, and he didn't even speak very well.

The soldiers searched carefully, and Murong Shen's portrait was revealed as usual: "Have you seen this person?"

The family of four shook their heads, and the six or seven-year-old boy suddenly shouted.

The soldier frowned. The old woman was so frightened that she knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly: "The official spares his life! This kid can't speak since he was a child, and his brain is confused."

The child, shouting and drooling, was a fool.

The soldiers didn't see anything wrong, looked at each other, and left.

As soon as the door was closed, the old woman let out a long sigh of relief, stretched out her hand and screwed the child fiercely, and said angrily, "If you dare to hum nonsense, I will strangle you."

The boy cried in pain.

The son was silent, and the daughter-in-law felt sorry for the child, choking up and pleading: "He doesn't understand anything, mother-in-law don't beat him."

The old woman's eyes looked fierce and she said coldly, "You have watched him closely. The next time someone comes, don't let him shout."

The daughter-in-law was busy wiping away tears.

The old woman turned around and went to the kitchen, put a bowl of porridge, took more than ten steamed buns and stuffed them into the food box, thought about it, and put two large pieces of beef.

It was a very ordinary room, with a shabby bed, a table and chairs, and two chests. The old woman groped for a long time on the pillar beside the bed, and suddenly the wooden couch moved three feet away silently, revealing a narrow tunnel.

The old woman carried the food box into the tunnel, bent down and walked more than twenty steps, the secret passage turned a corner, and the secret passage began to go down. Finally, we finally arrived at the secret room.

There were three secret rooms, the first and second with four people each, and the last room with only one person.

This man, covered in blood, was lying on the bed, with a handsome face and a portrait

It's the same.

It was Murong Shen.

Murong Shen had a total of nine injuries all over his body, the remaining seven were minor injuries, and the two most serious were his left arm and waist and abdomen.

His left arm was almost severed and barely bandaged. As for the waist and abdomen, he was stabbed in half by a knife, fortunately he didn't hurt his internal organs, otherwise, this knife would have killed Murong Shen.

Murong Yao died in the palace, and more than 30 men from the Murong clan died in the palace. Murong Shen was able to escape from the palace because of his extraordinary bravery and familiarity with the terrain in the palace.

After escaping from the palace, Murong Shen has been hiding in this secret room.

This old woman is also a dead soldier raised by the Murong family, and she knows some medical skills. Murong Shen was seriously injured, and it was the old woman's work to be able to save a life.

All eight of his own soldiers were also slightly or seriously wounded. There were five who could move, three were seriously injured, and one of them had air intake but no air out, and he was dying.

The old woman brought in the steamed beef, and the soldiers who could move silently took two and ate them. The old woman personally served Murong Shen to drink porridge.

Murong Shen moved slightly, and his whole body was in severe pain. Especially in the left arm and waist and abdomen, the pain is so painful that people want to faint immediately.

Murong Shen gritted his teeth and endured it, and slowly drank half a bowl of white porridge.

The old woman whispered, "My lord, before a stick of incense, a group of soldiers came to search. A portrait of Childe was also shown. The slave has dealt with it."

"The wind is so tight, Childe must not show his face, rest assured that he is here to recuperate!"

The soldiers of the Iron Guard Battalion could not stay in the capital all the time.

Such rumors were arrested all over the city, and at most they lasted until the end of the funeral.

Murong Shen nodded slowly.

With this move, the sharp pain in the body hit unceremoniously. The pain was so painful that Murong Shen almost fainted on the spot.

The old woman hurriedly took the medicine box, took out the golden needle, and gave Murong Shen the needle to relieve the pain.

Murong Shen was drenched in cold sweat, and his face was distorted by pain. It took a long time to breathe a sigh of relief. Thinking of the current situation, Rao is Murong Shen is resolute and a little desperate.

The Murong clan is finished!

The Murong clan is finished, and the dead soldiers who have been secretly raised for more than ten years are almost dead, and there are still a few left. He was seriously wounded and fled to hide here because the old woman was a skilled doctor.

Actually, it's not safe. It's too close to Miyagi, and it's the focus of the search. At least two or three groups of people come to search every day.

The old woman had to prepare the food for so many of them, and the rice was consumed quickly, and sooner or later it would attract attention.

Also, when he came that night, the silly boy was awakened and saw his face.

It's a pity that now you have to hide your whereabouts and not kill people.

"Don't worry," the old woman, who was also ruthless, whispered, "When this rumor passes, I will dispose of the child."