So the two of them crossed more than a dozen streets from the North District all the way to the north side on their feet, and finally came to the South District when the lights were bright in the city, and found the willow leaf lane mentioned in the letter.

Standing at the corner of Liuye Lane, Liu Wenchuan's face turned green, and he stared at the old man Yu beside him with murderous eyes.

He really wanted to scold, Lao Yu, you bastard, this south and north districts are the streets away from before. And the two of them could have reached Liuye Lane with a cup of tea, but they went around half the city.

Old Yu clicked his lips, "The result is always good." Look, isn't that the Zhang family's tailor shop? Let's go, hurry. I'm going to starve to death. ”

Liu Wenchuan rolled his eyes and stood behind Lao Yu with his teeth and claws.

In Willow Leaf Lane, there are two-story small buildings on the left and right, and one shop is next to another. Zhang's tailor shop is on the fifth room on the left, which is easy to find. It's just that it's late at night, and the shops on the whole street have closed.

Lao Yu could only knock on the door for a while, not to mention, there were really people inside. After a while, the shop was lit up, and the young boy should be a shopkeeper, standing in the door and asking impatiently, "Who, in the middle of the night, are you in a hurry to make shrouds?" ”

Lao Yu was choked enough, but he still had an apologetic smile on his face, after all, he disturbed other people's dreams.

"Young man, is Shopkeeper Zhang at home? We came from Lingxu Mountain! ”

Hearing Lingxu Mountain, the voice inside suddenly disappeared, and no one replied after waiting for a long time. Liu Wenchuan and Lao Yu looked at each other, what is the situation? It won't be the old Taoist priest who asked them to collect debts, right?

Hurried footsteps came from inside, and soon the door of the store was opened, and a middle-aged man and a white-faced student appeared in front of them. The middle-aged man's voice was a little urgent: "Dare to ask, but the two of you are from Lingxu Mountain on the southwest coast?" ”

Old man Yu clenched his fists, "Exactly." Lower than true! ”

"It turns out that you are Yu... Mr. Yu. Hurry inside please, hurry inside please. ”

The middle-aged man with a simple and simple face in the national character excitedly got out of the way, and the words that he had just almost blurted out were the secret words of the school captain. It was stopped by the old man's eyes, so he hurriedly changed his words.

Liu Wenchuan looked confused, and he didn't know what this uncle was excited about. One thing is for sure, this uncle is not the kind of person who owes money and does not pay it back.

Well, the old Taoist priest didn't seem to say that he owed money.

"Xiaobai, go and prepare something to eat for the two distinguished guests. Mr. Yu, you and this son must not have eaten yet. Old man Yu looked around at the tailor's shop.

The tailor's shop was not very large, and it was surrounded by hangers full of clothes of all styles and men. There is a staircase on the right that leads to the upper floor, and on the side of the counter there is a door to the back of the shop.

"Well, just get some food. I forgot to introduce to you, this is my young master, Liu Wenchuan. ”

"It turned out to be Liu Gongzi, who really looks dignified and has the demeanor of a general." When Tailor Zhang said this sentence on his honest face, it was really from the heart, not some flattering words.

But in Liu Wenchuan's ears, I don't think so, where is my tanned face? I thought it was a simple uncle, but it turned out to be a person who could only slap horses. He nodded symbolically to the man, then turned his head and pursed his lips.

After the two sat down, Tailor Zhang began to be busy serving tea and pouring water. Occasionally, I asked the old man how the old Taoist priest on the mountain was, and he was doing well recently.

Liu Wenchuan didn't pay much attention to it, with a small calculation in his heart, looking at the clothes of different styles hanging around, he was wondering whether he wanted a black or white set? If you carry a knife, black may be a little more stylish.

After a while, the young white-faced boy walked over from the back kitchen with a large tray. Two large bowls of noodles were steaming hot, and a pot of warm wine and a plate of beef were placed next to it.

Seeing the noodles and beef, Liu Wenchuan became interested. Anyway, he was really hungry for a long time, and saliva was about to run down his mouth.

"Lord Yu, Childe. You two, please! ”

White-faced Xiaosheng, with tender cheeks, and even fairer hands like a little girl.

Dressed in white, his handsome appearance looks like he is sixteen or seventeen years old, and he is about the same height as Liu Wenchuan. put the noodles in front of Liu Wenchuan and the others, and then timidly retreated to Tailor Zhang's side, didn't dare to sit, just stood quietly.

Tailor Zhang smiled and made a gesture of invitation to the two, and introduced by the way: "This is my dog, Zhang Xiaobai." Xiaobai, this is Yu Senior, this is Young Master Liu, and he will be called Young Master in the future. ”

Zhang Xiaobai stepped forward very obediently and looked at Old Man Yu and Liu Wenchuan.

While Liu Wenchuan and the others were eating noodles, Zhang Xiaobai went upstairs in the backyard to clean up two rooms for them. It was not too early to eat the noodles, and the old man Yu didn't say anything to the tailor Zhang, and after asking Liu Wenchuan to hand over the letter to the tailor Zhang, the two followed Zhang Xiaobai to the backyard together.

Tailor Zhang was alone in the shop, slowly opening the letter, with only two dozen words on it. He sat there alone and watched it a dozen times, although his heart was a little entangled, but when he thought of the one-armed old man, he was quickly relieved.

Got up and blew out the candles, and the figure flickered and disappeared into the shop.

Day 2.

After breakfast, the tailor shop opened. Zhang Xiaobai sorted out the clothes that he was going to send to various places in the city today, and when he was about to go out, Old Man Yu said to Liu Wenchuan beside him: "Young master, I see that you have nothing to do when you are idle, so let's go around with Xiaobai." ”

Liu Wenchuan also happened to want to go out for a walk, so he left the tailor shop with Zhang Xiaobai with a knife on his back.

Not long after the two left, four people walked in one after another, and Tailor Zhang warmly entertained the four of them and tailored them with a ruler.

Old man Yu took a sip of wine, got up and walked towards the backyard.

After making eye contact with the seemingly unfamiliar four, Tailor Zhang nodded to them. Three men and one woman got up and walked into the backyard. In the backyard, Old Man Yu sat on the threshold, holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking leisurely. After the four of them walked in, they lined up and knelt directly on one knee.

"Subordinate Xia Zhengxin, see Lord Captain."

"Gao Xuan of the attack battalion, participate in the captain."

"Sun Jianyuan of the Shouzi Battalion, see Lord Captain."

"Shen Li of the Hidden Word Battalion, see Lord Captain."

"Get up and talk." Old man Yu raised his hand to the four of them, and his true qi came out lightly, holding up the bodies of the four people.

"I didn't expect that in this Bajun City, we could gather our Qi Yuwei four-character camp."

Attack, defend, hidden, dark.

In the Great Qi Dynasty, the royal forbidden army was divided into eight guards. Each guard will correspond to a prince who will become a dead soldier who will follow him for life. Qi Yuwei is divided into four character battalions.

The attacking battalion, mainly attacking, rushed to the forefront when fleeing from Pingyao that year, and suffered heavy casualties; The Shouzi Battalion is mainly defense-oriented, and the body is the strongest shield of His Royal Highness the Prince.

The Hidden Word Battalion, which was mainly based on assassination, survived the most that year, and its overall strength was stronger than that of the Attack Word Battalion.

Finally, there is the Cipher Battalion, which is mainly responsible for wandering reconnaissance and serves as the eyes of the entire team. Old man Yu is the captain of the Cipher Word Battalion.

After escaping from Pingyao, the old eunuch, who was the commander of Qi Yuwei, in order to preserve Qi Yuwei's strength more, reduced the entire team to zero. The people went their separate ways and fled.

For so many years, Kowloon has blossomed everywhere, and occasionally someone will be inexplicably exposed, and then a bloody battle will be staged in the rivers and lakes. If it weren't for these dead soldiers, the small fishing village would not have been able to live quietly for fifteen years.

The old man sighed in his heart, thinking back to the past and feeling sad in his heart.

"Xia Zhengxin, what is the current situation in Ba County?"

"Back to my lord, Bajun is no different. But some time ago, Mr. Zhuge summoned us to prepare to evacuate Ba County at any time. ”

"Zhuge embroidery? Isn't that old guy dead? Old man Yu smiled with relief, with that old guy here, it means that Ba County is also in danger.

"Yes, Mr. Zhuge said, maybe the heavenly secret has been leaked." This sentence is completely the deep meaning that Xia Zhengxin understood from the flying pigeon's message. There are three people who fled from Henglian Mountain, although this road is the most inconspicuous, but it may not be a trick!

For fifteen years, the Xuantian Sword Sect has never given up the pursuit of the last prince of the Great Qi Dynasty for fifteen years. How could the old Taoist priest and the commander be lax.

The other two roads, one is led by the commander, and the other is led by the old Taoist. Although they are in the open, they are not necessarily not true.

The clouds are foggy, and this game is a game. It is a competition between the old Taoist priest and the one-armed old eunuch and the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Ghost Valley. Two open chess, one dark chess. It seems that there is a difference between light and dark, but in fact there is no difference.

"Well, it seems that my old body is still running for life after all. Don't think about being a fish that slips through the net, just go back and prepare. Shen Li, you secretly follow the young master. As for the true identity of the young master, you don't have to guess. ”

"Yes!" The four of them responded in unison, saluted and exited the backyard.

The old man Yu took a sip of wine gourd and poured wine, these four people have been hidden in Ba County for many years, and the letters exchanged from all over the country are through their hands. The conversation that seemed to be a question and answer just now was hidden in it.

Although the other three were silent all the time, the three knives were already hanging above their heads. As long as their breath and eyes are slightly different, Old Man Yu will decisively punch and kill.

As for Xia Zhengxin, he was originally a person from his secret word camp, and his level of trust was definitely higher than that of the three of them.

The reason why the name Zhuge embroidery is mentioned is also to test the other three. Happily, they all passed, including Tailor Zhang, who had been cutting cloth in the shop.

When the fake is true, it is also false, and when it is true, it is also false.

The last move to capture the old man and let Shen Li secretly protect Liu Wenchuan was also the last step of suspicion planted by the old man. I just want to let no one know whether Liu Wenchuan is real or fake.

Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, fifteen years, who knows whose heart will change?