Whoosh!

Before he could move, several people couldn't hold it back, and ran into Chaotian Street at a high speed.

For a while, several black shadows scattered from all over the alley, trying to run to the other side.

Then, the castle tower rattled several times, and it seemed that something flew towards these people.

Some of the black shadows were hit, and they fell down immediately, without even having a chance to suffer pain.

I ...... This little brother is so breathless!

Yue Guanchao was shocked, he had just stepped out of one foot and immediately retracted, if he had left early, then he would have been on the road by now.

The defense of the dynasty is terrifying!

He looked into the distance, and there was a black shadow that was not bad, but it was only good enough to dodge the bow and arrow, and he probably realized that he couldn't move forward, so he did a somersault and fled towards the alley.

Yue Guanchao looked ahead, the bow and arrow had already flew, if he hit this person, he would definitely die on the spot.

He picked up the stone from the ground and threw it at his bow with the force of his wrist.

When!

The stone arrows collided and bounced off immediately.

The man in black glanced back at him, whispered a thank you, and disappeared into the darkness without knowing the direction.

Yue Guanchao didn't want to save him, but this person dared to break into the court at night and was a hero.

Since ancient times, heroes and former heroes, he can't see death without saving.

In this way, he could only cancel the plan to visit the court at night, originally the night visit to the court was to familiarize himself with the direction, and now it is important to save his life.

Yue Daring picked up his tail and returned to the inn, Song Siyuan saw him coming back, and asked aloud:

"How? Did you get in? ”

He shook his head, a sad look on his face:

"Go in and fart, several dudes died in front of me, and I even had my feet sticking out."

"Huh? You didn't even touch the door. ”

Song Siyuan was dumbfounded.

Yue Guanchao lay on the bed with his legs crossed:

"What's more, you can't even cross a hundred-meter-wide street."

Song Siyuan sighed:

"I kind of understand the purpose of building a hundred-meter-wide street for the family, this is a thunder pool, warn some people, dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool, and they will definitely die."

Unable to visit the palace at night, or through the window, they had to go home.

Yue Guanchao returned to the hall, remembering the juggling team, and asked Song Siyuan to go back to the small courtyard alone, he crept up the high wall and looked at the courtyard.

The people in the juggling team were practicing, and the young man in the red coat sat in the vinegar jar, his expression was extremely painful, and beads of sweat came out of his head.

As I expected, this guy in the red coat is a man-made "wizard", and they must be from outside the border.

This large group of people, from inside the customs to outside the customs, is it just for the performance of juggling?

Moreover, when he approached the man in black, he could clearly smell the faint acetic acid that was deliberately concealed by the spices!

Yue Guanchao figured it out in his heart, and went down the courtyard wall and returned to the small building.

……

The next morning, it was bright and bright.

Yue Guanchao heard that the owner of the building said that he was going to the court to send the costumes to the court, and he couldn't help but be happy, he and Song Siyuan pretended to be maids and ran to the hall, and followed more than a dozen carriages and horses to salute and walk to Chaotian Street.

Chaotian Street in the day is completely different from the chaos and horror at night.

The whole street runs from the east of the town to the west of the town, and on both sides of the rammed earth stone road, dense ancient trees are towering like clouds.

The hundred-meter-wide street has been occupied by street vendors, three religions and nine streams, all kinds of people, three hundred and sixty lines gathered in front of the door, walking the streets and alleys under the guise of a pretense, pushing carts and pulling horses, and pinching their throats with heavy makeup, they frequently beckoned, throwing their eyebrows at the peddlers' pawns.

All the businessmen are noisy and enthusiastic, and there are nearly 10,000 people inside and outside.

It's just that this prosperous market seems to be coerced, and automatically vacates the road in front of the door.

Yue Guanchao was wearing a short dozen and looked up, and there were several bamboo cages on the towering city wall, which were full of people in black clothes and black coats.

It is expected that these people are all here to visit the palace at night, so who would dare to go to the palace gate with such a warning.

The carriage crossed the broad street and finally came to the front of the court.

Everyone was suppressed by the grandeur of the court, and they couldn't help but shout.

The green tile and red lacquer archway are in front, the lanterns are colorful, the lanterns are hung high, and the four words of the courtyard of the court are extravagant.

In front of him, even if it is the Tang Mansion, he will fall on his head.

Passing through the archway, the main gate of the court has the specifications of the palace, the wide beam opening, the triple porch, the high-rise eaves are towering and powerful.

There are bluestone steps sandwiched between the horse slopes on both sides, and there are many luxury cars and horses tied to a row of horse stones.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

On both sides of the porch, the guards stopped them.

"Little brother, please report to the concierge and say that the Fengtian Futang Opera Troupe is here to send the first face."

"Wait, don't come close."

The nurse in black clothes and black coats spoke coldly, without a good face, and looked at the other runners quite angrily.

"What's the spirit, there is not even a general at home, dare to be so pompous."

"I don't even know the Futang opera troupe, there is a soil bun."

They wanted to continue muttering, but when they saw Lou Wenliang casting a blaming look, they immediately silenced their mouths.

"They are thousand-year-old gate valves, and the emperor of flowing water probably can't say anything, don't talk nonsense, lest trouble come out of your mouth."

"Oh, it turned out to be the owner of the building, disrespectful, disrespectful, and disrespectful."

The door on the three sides of the mansion opened, and an old man in a melon hat and horse coat walked out from inside, and he saw the owner of the building and complimented him.

"Hurry up and open the Guangliang door and let the people of the building owner come in, a group of things that have no eyesight."