While speaking, the cat turned its head, and it was indeed a dying appearance, and its weak cry was still delicate, no wonder it was the favorite of the city lord's wife. It kept squinting, and when it barely opened it, the little beggar noticed that one of its glassy eyes was yellow, and the other blue.

He swallowed and picked up the cat.

"This cat is said to be very spiritual. The soldier rubbed the little beggar's hair, "It's yours." ”

He sighed again: "Such a big event happened in Yicheng, and Lord Yin was so anxious that he didn't dare to close his eyes from last night to today. I heard that a big man is coming soon, and we are all trembling, but it is not as easy as your life. Then he turned and left.

Before nightfall, the little beggar exchanged the copper plate for two coarse steamed buns, ate them with the well water, and bought a small sugar man, and played with them for a long time before eating.

Then he walked to the old inn. There are not many shelters in this city, and every piece has an owner, and illegal invasion is the first to stir up trouble.

Even if it is a small town, there are rules that ordinary people can't see.

But what about this cat? As long as you take it into the post station, I'm afraid it will be snatched and eaten by others before dawn, right?

As he walked, he figured it out, not noticing that he was walking through the last part of the market.

This is the closest part of the market to the river, and there are usually few stalls, but when the sun goes down, there is no one here.

The city defenders had just patrolled here, so it should be safe, right?

The little beggar immediately knew that it was not good, and was about to turn around and run away, but was grabbed by the back collar and lifted it directly.

The other party also covered his mouth tightly, and then casually found a shop to cut the latch, threw him in with his backhand, and then asked viciously: "Where is the thing?"

Although murderous, he lowered his voice.

The white cat fell to the ground, so weak that he couldn't get up, so he had to meow twice. The other party was careful and moved it into the shop so as not to attract the attention of passers-by.

It's a ready-to-wear store, unattended.

Now there are two people standing in front of the little beggar, their appearance and clothing are just ordinary, and they belong to the category that can no longer be found if they are thrown into the sea of people.

The little beggar tilted his head sideways, his face blank, but countless thoughts turned in his heart.

"Zhu Jian of the City Lord's Mansion gave you something yesterday, where did you hide it?"

The little beggar's mind was racing, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction, and said "ah" twice.

The two men also knew that the dumb man could not speak, so they had to say, "Take us there." ”

He cautiously walked around the two of them, and was about to walk out, when one of them suddenly grabbed his hand and put a red cinnabar mark on his palm.

"Don't try to run away. The man sneered, "With this guiding spell, even if you slip to the ends of the earth, we won't lose it." ”

"It's a good thing. A voice sounded from behind him, ethereal, crisp, pleasant, but abruptly in the cold night. "Bring it to me and play with it. ”

The two turned around and saw a woman in red standing against the door. One of them didn't have time to see what she looked like, so he reached out and grabbed the little beggar:

This boy sprang to the door, and if he ran away, they would be in big trouble.

But before he could grasp the boy's thin arm, the girl by the door came first, and her snow-white and soft little hand pressed heavily on his chest, and then—

Wear it through!

There was no blood splattered during the whole process.

If the two people in the room knew yin and yang, they would see that the unlucky soul's soul was directly pushed out of her body, and she was floating in the air at a loss.

The little beggar didn't look back, but seized the opportunity to slip out of the shop, and did not forget to close the door.

After a few breaths, he heard a strange noise coming from the shop, crisp and urgent, like bamboo being cut down.

And then there was peace.

The little beggar cautiously hid in the night, motionless, ready to run at any moment.

But then a female voice snorted in his ear: "Little conscienceless!"

As soon as he turned around, he found that the woman in red had slipped out of the shop at some point, standing beside him. "I ran away alone and closed the door! What if I didn't have those two opponents?"

The little beggar spread out his hand, and a bamboo whistle lay in his palm.

He bought it at a stall during the day, and blew it hard as soon as he was in danger in the city. In Yicheng, where the grass and trees are full of soldiers at the moment, as long as he survives for dozens of breaths, the city defenders must come very fast.

The bazaar fell silent again. The woman in red suddenly grabbed his hand, her red lips leaned closer, and she blew into his palm.

The bright red sigil imprinted on his palm turned into powder, and when she blew it, it flew out of her palm and quickly dissipated into the air.

"Well, they can't track you down. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the little beggar withdrew his hand with all his might, as fast as if he had been burned.

The beautiful phoenix's eyes suddenly widened: "I'm afraid of a P, am I the one who suffers?" He thought she liked to touch a dirty, stinky person who asked for food? "I'll remove the tracking mark for you, understand?"

In the eyes of those who know the goods, this is a good skill. But the little beggar ignored it, looked left and right, and then re-entered the bunk, and found the two men who had attacked him lying on the ground, breathless. One had his head twisted at an unnatural angle, apparently with his neck broken, and the other, unscarred, wondered how the Lady in Red had killed him.

"This is the accomplice in the City Lord's Mansion extermination case last night. The woman in red dusted off her skirt, "I'm just looking for you now, my hands and feet are really slow." ”

It was this kid who was fast, he was reaching out and searching around the two men in black, and soon found two gold leaves, a few ingots of broken silver, two masks, two tokens, a hook and a rope, a hidden weapon, and a few medicine bottles.

The rest are things that don't have a purpose.

For the fortune of the dead, the little beggar has no psychological burden. He quickly collected the money, and faced the rest of the things with difficulty:

There are too many chops to collect. The two of them used to carry things were all fine deerskin bags, and if he dared to wear a beggar on him, I am afraid that the government would arrest him and enter the class room tomorrow morning.

"That's it, I'll help you keep it first. The woman in red reached out and stroked the object, and as if she were playing a trick, everything on the ground was gone.

The little beggar was surprised, and his eyes widened and looked into her sleeve.

Finally a child. She bent down to stroke the white cat on the ground. The cat was seriously injured in the City Lord's Mansion first, and then it was shackled to the ground again, and at this time, it was more out of breath and less in and in, obviously it couldn't be saved.

"There are all laypeople in that house, but this cat has some spirituality, and it's a pity that he died like this. ”

The cat seemed to understand her, and struggled to meow at her, full of pleading.