Jing'an Fang, the fire in the pavilion flickered.

More than a dozen Wuhou and bad people were crowded in the small hall, the fire was rising, the copper kettle was full of wine, and the surrounding lotus leaves were full of beef and roast chicken.

"Come, drink this cup to the brim!"

"Although this liquor spring is cheap, the wine is very strong, and it is just right to ward off the cold..."

"Haha, we can't afford to drink it."

A group of people drank and chatted, which made these leaky pavilions look a little stuffy.

Of course, there are also people with sad faces, "Let's watch and drink at night, and we won't be punished." ”

"I'm afraid of a bird!"

The leader of the Wuhou with a meaty face sneered: "It's a cold day, and we are still tossing us, even if we catch the thief, the credit is not the old man." ”

"It's just such a little silver, and it's still in arrears for several months, so we have to work hard and think beautifully!"

"It's a big deal, let's stop doing it, and then introduce the brothers to the incense party, and eat fragrant and drink spicy food together..."

"Phew, that's it!"

Someone hurriedly agreed, and then asked in a low voice: "Master Lu, you are well-informed, do you know why Jingzhao Mansion didn't send us money?" ”

The man with a meaty face took a sip of wine, and the mockery in his eyes was undisguised, "I can't collect the money." ”

"The officials and gentry from all over the country encroach on the farmland, up and down, and all of them don't pay taxes, how many can the poor ghosts and ordinary people collect?"

"The saint still wants to build a new palace, and the household department has no choice but to pick on us."

", I can't do this job!"

"Gotta find a way to get the money..."

"Hey, have you heard, there are haunting ghosts outside the city, and several people have died."

", I think it's a poor ghost robbery."

"It's true, I've heard..."

A group of people were discussing hotly, and under the wall not far away, several six-door catchers all had ugly faces.

"Damn, these oilers are too much!"

"Go to Jingzhao Mansion tomorrow and sue them!"

"Liu Tou, what should I do?"

The catchers asked.

The bronze medal catcher headed by him is a middle-aged man, tall and straight, but his facial features look a little wooden.

He was silent for a long time, and was about to speak, but suddenly turned his head and looked at the dark night rain alley, and his eyes became sharp.

Without talking nonsense with everyone, he walked out quickly, and a pair of judge's pens suddenly appeared in his hands.

The figure broke through the rain, stepped on the wall and the tree, jumped back and forth, rose into the air, and landed on the wall...

A series of actions, flowing smoothly.

The catchers below also drew their knives and shouted, "Head, is there a situation?" ”

The head catcher frowned and looked around, "Just... Something seems to be heard. ”

The trappers walked around and found no anomalies.

"Head, no one."

"Maybe it's a wild cat."

"Maybe..."

After the middle-aged head catcher glanced around again, he jumped off the wall and led his men in other directions.

Jing'an Fang, under the arch of a restaurant, Zhang Biao slowly exposed half of his body and landed softly, without a sound.

Looking at the direction in which the catcher left, Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, "This guy is really hidden." ”

The middle-aged head catcher is the person who Wang Xin and Tie Shouming temporarily followed two days ago, named Liu Changkong.

This person is not good at words, his temperament is a little dull, and his reputation is not obvious among the seventy-two bronze medal catchers.

But Zhang Biao knew that if he talked about his skills, before he cultivated the Three Yang Sutra, he was really not this person's opponent.

For this guy, he didn't want to provoke him, but if he wanted to find Xiao San, he had to come to Jing'anfang.

Without daring to delay time, Zhang Biao immediately dodged and quickly wandered among the shadows of the staggered roofs.

Sometimes he takes off in the air, and sometimes he rolls over and jumps over the high wall, like a ghostly night shuttle.

Soon, a Taoist temple appeared in front of me.

On the front door of the Taoist temple, the plaque is gilded on a blue background, and the three big characters of "Changchun View" are written.

Zhang Biao's eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.

Huo Feng asked him to pay attention to the details of the Taoist temples in a few squares near An Zhenfang.

He was not familiar with those Taoist monasteries, but he only knew that there were monks and Taoists on the rivers and lakes, as well as fragrant soup kitchens, and they were running a money lending business.

But this Changchun temple in Liu Changkong's jurisdiction, he has long admired the name.

Who would have thought that in addition to the secret agents of the imperial court in Yujing City, the most well-informed people in the rivers and lakes are these Taoist priests.

Walking in the rivers and lakes, snakes and rats have their own ways.

After all, it is a group of people who do not produce and wander in the gray field, and no matter how big their reputation is, they always have to eat.

Some people have become local tycoons, running manors, colluding with the government, monopolizing tea, medicinal materials, docks, salt transportation and other industries, making a lot of money...

Someone has hard work, or runs a dart game, or becomes the caretaker of a wealthy mansion...

Others have a heart in their hearts, pin their heads to the waistband of their trousers, and start the business of robbing homes and houses...

Of course, the most is to learn a craft, travel all over the world, known as the Eight Gates.

Booklets, selling secret medicine formulas, obscene books, spring palace pictures, inscriptions, calligraphy and paintings, fake antiques...

Huomen is playing alchemy, serving stones, and performing the art of the house, and fooling the rich with the name of fake qigong...

Most of the floating doors are scavengers and prodigals, and their mouths are slipping one by one, and those who set up stalls to tell stories are also classified among them...

The wind gate is a feng shui master and a tomb robber...

The door is to measure the words and look at the appearance, scare the people, catch ghosts and recite scriptures...

Juemen takes the route of the imperial court, acts as a white glove, is a master, and makes a teahouse to match all parties......

Tired is a traveling doctor, selling fake medicines...

The key door is a beggar, divided into good and evil...

In short, there is no serious business, either cheating, or committing adultery.

Compared with those who rely on kung fu to eat, the Eight Gates are naturally slightly inferior, and they are not immune to bullying, so they huddle together and set up an organization, called Tiandimen.

Of course, the door rules are relatively loose, although they meet with the right code, they will be commensurate with the same brothers, but they are not soft on each other.

This heaven and earth gate is responsible for mediation, and if there is a fight between the people inside, the leaders of each gate will sit down to drink tea and negotiate.

The second is to hold a group, if anyone is bullied, it is a matter of life and death, and the eight gates will work together and unanimously to the outside world.

It can also be regarded as a well-known force in the rivers and lakes.

Of course, mixing rivers and lakes is nothing more than seeking money.

The disciples of Tiandimen have traveled all over the world, from the court to the market, from the city to the countryside, they are almost everywhere, and the news is naturally well-informed.

Therefore, Tiandimen is mainly engaged in intelligence trading.

This Changchun view, ordinary people think that it is just a place to burn incense and worship the Tao, but in fact, it is the gate of heaven and earth at the entrance of the hall of Yujing City.

Six Doors has its own secret agents, but the transfer of access to information must be approved by the head of the headquarters to issue tokens.

Xiao San infiltrated Tuwan Village to harm people, and must have left the Li Mansion.

Yujing City has a population of one million, and Xiao San is an old fritter in the workshop, if he intends to hide, it is really difficult to find.

Zhang Biao has no time to waste, so he can only find the gate of heaven and earth.

……

The view of Changchun in the rainy night is even more silent.

The raindrops hit the ancient bricks and tiles, and the pine and cypress trees made a rustling sound.

The attics of the palaces were hidden in the dense forest, and there were only a few lights in the darkness, and it was obvious that most of the people had fallen asleep.

It may seem defenseless, but it is not to be taken lightly.

Having tasted the lesson of being forced by force, Tiandimen has cultivated a group of good hands, plus the mechanism of the wind gate, the illusion of the shocking door, and the poison of the tired door... It's a bit tricky.

In the past, even if Zhang Biao was proficient, he would not want to come to the capital to take risks, but now, he can give it a try.

Having made up his mind, he ran as fast as he could in the shadows of the corner, and soon made a large circle to the side door.

Different from the front door, it is connected to the square in front of the empty hall, and the side gate is deep, next to the cloister and rockery garden, which is the most suitable for sneaking in.

After all, the side door is a place for dignitaries and nobles to communicate with colleagues in the rivers and lakes, and sometimes they buy and sell information and do some personal things, and they always have to hide people's eyes and ears.

"Woohoo!"

But before they got closer, the dog barked in the darkness.

Zhang Biao was taken aback and hurriedly hid in the dark alley on the opposite side.

Soon, several figures appeared on the wall, although they were all dressed as Taoists, but they were all holding long swords, their temples were slightly bulging, and their eyes were sharp, and they were obviously all good hands.

At the same time, the red lacquered wooden door slowly opened, and two half-human-tall lion-headed vicious dogs roared out and swooped towards the dark alley.

"Woohoo!"

With the sound of a dull dog barking, the Taoists also jumped over the wall one after another, and rushed into the dark alley with a long sword.

However, the alley is a dead end, empty.

"Where did the people go?"

"Could it be a feral cat?"

"Impossible, these two mountain dogs were brought by Uncle Li from Langya Mountain, and they are very sensitive, and cats and dogs don't bother to pay attention to them."

"I guess it's a thief peeping."

"Let's go, don't fall for the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, wake up tonight."

The Taoist priests were experienced and did not scatter in pursuit, but quickly returned to the Taoist temple.

In the darkness, a clicker sounded under the low wall near the garden, apparently setting up some kind of trap.

Behind the roof in the distance, Zhang Biao frowned slightly and looked at the ecstasy mirror on his waist.

With his footsteps and the cover of a rainy night, it is naturally impossible to be discovered from such a distance.

The only possibility is that the aura of the Ecstasy Mirror has alarmed the two beasts with extraordinary spiritual senses.

I wanted to sneak in with this, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating...

Squeak!

The wooden door opens again.

Conversations could be heard in the darkness.

"Uncle Cui, where are you going so late?"

"Yo, one by one, you have a long ability, and you still take care of me, I watched the sky at night, and found that the demon in Beicheng was angry, can I go to subdue the demon and enchant it?"

"Uncle Shi, don't get me wrong, it's just that..."

"Less nonsense, stay away!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw an old Taoist dodge out of the wooden door, holding a lantern and an umbrella.

This person is thin and thin, with deep facial features, white hair and long beard, and has a sense of fairy wind and bones.

But drunk and hazy, full of alcohol, obviously not a serious Taoist, one step at a time, into the rain alley.

After he left, several young Taoists were dissatisfied.

"This old whore, what kind of demon subjugation, is clearly drunk and lustful, and he wants to go to Taipingfang to be happy..."

"Don't say it, this old thing is abducted and deceived, and he has no ability, but his identity is not low, let him go."

When Zhang Biao heard this, his heart moved and he disappeared into the darkness.

…………

In the rain alley of Jing'anfang, the lanterns and candles are shaking.

"Hibiscus is newly falling in the autumn of jade, Jinhua has passed but I am sad..."Cui Laodao hummed an obscene song in his mouth, swaying, showing that it was very comfortable.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the door, a figure suddenly flashed in the dark alley, it was Zhang Biao.

"What people!"

Lao Dao was full of excitement, and suddenly woke up, his wide robe flicked, and it seemed to be to the left, but his hind legs were kicked out from the right side like a poisonous snake.

"Skirt legs?"

Zhang Biao was a little surprised.

This kung fu is not unusual, it is very yin, it specializes in sultry people's yin, and women in the rivers and lakes often learn to protect themselves.

I didn't expect this old way to be good at this trick.

But against him, it is far from it.

Zhang Biao dodged with a sliding step, grabbed the Taoist robe with his left hand, and clasped his right hand like a palm like a claw, and then covered the old Taoist head and entered the dark alley.

"A good man spares his life..."

Seeing the demon mask, I was so old that I was almost scared to pee, but just when I asked for mercy, I saw a bronze mirror appear in front of me, and then the chill enveloped me, and my head became numb.

Seeing that Lao Dao's eyes became sluggish, Zhang Biao slowly let go of his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

The Ecstasy Mirror is easy to use, as long as it is not the kind of person with a firm mind, it can be easily confused.

"Your name..."

However, as soon as Zhang Biao asked half a sentence, he saw that Cui Laodao's eyes suddenly became smart, and he spread his feet and ran out of the alley......