The thirtieth day of the lunar month, Chinese New Year's Eve.

Even the poor would take out some hard-won savings and buy some wine and meat to celebrate the reunion.

Although the New Year in Tibet is not as lively and prosperous as the Central Plains, it also has a festive taste.

It was getting late, the night was getting darker, and the night sky on the plateau seemed to be close at hand.

The sky is full of stars and shining. I don't know when, scattered light snow fell from the night sky, accompanied by the hustle and bustle that gradually died down, as if to bustle the city all night, covering a layer of tranquility and peace, accompanying the people in the city into a deep sleep one after another.

When I wake up tomorrow, it's a new year.

There are more than 30 inns of all sizes in the city, one of which is the "Baozhu Inn", which is second to none here.

Tonight, the Baozhu Inn closed its doors to thank guests, just because it welcomed an extremely distinguished guest, one of the eight kings of Tubo, "King Wen" Pingza.

Pingzha boasted of being the reincarnation of 'Manjushri Bodhisattva', occupying the western part of Tibet all the year round and winning the hearts of the people. Among the eight kings of Tibet, he is the oldest, the most senior, and the most prestigious. Therefore, among the eight kings, except for Tsodan, the rest of the people all respected Pingzha to show the respect and humility of the younger generations to the elders.

Every year on the pilgrimage, Pinza would come to the city of Raksah one day earlier and stay at the Orb Inn, which has become a custom. Therefore, at the end of each year, the Baozhu Inn will be whitewashed and repaired, sweeping the bed and waiting, waiting for King Wen.

Under the moonlit night, two black shadows silently appeared in the dark alley opposite the Orb Inn.

The street was quiet, there was no one around, and the two of them flew up to the roof of the inn.

"Tang Cong, I've worked hard for you tonight, and this is the last one. ”

Liu Xunyi lay motionless on the roof, and carefully told Tang Cong, who was covering his face with a black scarf beside him: "It is reported that Pingza's subordinates have chartered this inn, and you must be extremely cautious to avoid being imprisoned." ”

"The owner of the door can rest assured. Tang Cong smiled and said lightly, "These Tibetan guards are all wine bags and rice bags, they are extremely dull, and they don't pose a threat to me at all." ”

"It's not that they're stupid, they're overconfident. Liu Xunyi smiled bitterly, "I am confident that no one in Luoqi City will dare to fight their ideas, and I am confident that they can run rampant in Tubo." ”

"What are the reincarnations of the Eight Great Bodhisattvas? Tang Cong pouted and said, "If it is a true god, how can it be that even me, a little thief, can't find out?" In my opinion, they are almost the reincarnation of mud bodhisattvas." ”

"Hugh is going to be verbose, go and come back quickly. Liu Xunyi said, "As before, I am here to sweep the battle for you, once the matter is revealed, you just have to get out on your own, and I will stop the pursuit." ”

"Actually, you should sleep in the bed, why come out with me to suffer cold?" Tang Cong was full of confidence and jokingly said, "I am enough to deal with these fools." ”

"Now that the hour has passed, the day will dawn, and we need to fight quickly so as not to show our feet. ”

"In previous years, on Chinese New Year's Eve, I was lively with my brothers in the mansion and got drunk. Tang Cong recalled, "But on Chinese New Year's Eve this year, I was stealing in a foreign land thousands of miles away. In the past, when I was a thief, there was an unwritten rule that you could not shoot on the New Year's Day, Qingming, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Chongyang Festival, so as not to attract the wrath of the heavens and people's resentment. I broke the rules tonight, and I don't know if I will be punished......?

Although Tang Cong's words were playful, Liu Xunyi heard a hint of worry from his pretended unruly tone. From ancient times to the present, there are many superstitions in the lower ninth-rate industries, and Tang Cong was born as a thief, so it is difficult to avoid vulgarity.

"If it weren't for a reason, I wouldn't let you go back to your old business and go astray again. Liu Xunyi comforted, "The sky is thundering, I'll carry it for you." ”

"The master of the door is going to swear a lot of money. Tang Cong looked furious and said with a serious face, "Although thieves are a ninth-rate business, the ancestor once set the rule of 'thieves also have a way', and our juniors naturally can't be disobedient." What's more......" As for this, Tang Cong couldn't help but roll his eyes and said jokingly, "This is Tubo, and it is not subject to the rules of the Central Plains." Hey hey ......"

After that, Tang Cong no longer hesitated, nodded slightly at Liu Xunyi, and then turned over and jumped off the roof of the building, disappearing into the night silently.

Turning into the inn, Tang Cong twisted his waist and walked against the wall, and the guest rooms he passed along the way would be carefully peeked at by him.

After a while, Tang Cong came to the A-shaped room in the middle of the second floor.

He gently poked the paper window with his fingers, and saw an old man with a big waist on the couch who was sleeping soundly. In addition to him, there were four burly guards with knives at their waists, sitting around the table, drowsy and dozing.

Seeing the splendid daqi stacked next to the bed, Tang Cong concluded that this person was the last prey he was looking for, "King Wen" Pingza.

He took out the incense from his bosom and quietly blew it into the room along the hole. In an instant, four drowsy guards fell on the table one after another, and after a while, they were already snoring, dreaming of Zhou Gong.

Seeing that the time had come, Tang Cong inserted the dagger into the crack of the door, picked the door latch with ease, rolled forward and burrowed into the guest room, and quickly closed the two doors gently.

The whole set of actions is smooth, in one go, and it seems to be very skillful.

In the dimly lit room, Tang Cong's bright eyes flashed with a ghostly light. He slipped to the edge of the bed, groped around Pinza with both hands, and finally pulled a palm-sized bag off Pinza's belt.

The bag was embroidered with a golden swastika, exactly the same as the few bags he had stolen before.

Easy to get it, almost effortlessly, Tang Cong couldn't help but be satisfied, and his eyebrows danced. He looked at the sleeping Pinza, snorted contemptuously, and walked briskly towards the window.

"Squeak!"

"Bell bell bell ......"

However, just as Tang Cong was complacent and about to jump out of the window to escape, a crisp and sharp bell suddenly sounded in the guest room, which was extremely harsh and loud in the silent night.

"What's going on?"

As soon as this sound came out, Tang Cong was shocked, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe it off the edge of the window, and suddenly felt that there was something entangled in the window frame.

"Damn! The window was actually secretly marked!" Tang Cong, who has been in the rivers and lakes all the year round, naturally understood the role of this fishing line, and he knew everything in an instant, and he couldn't help but feel remorseful, and blamed himself again and again, "Get carried away! Get carried away! It's really a boat capsized in the gutter, and he was careless for a while, and he even neglected such a trivial matter." It should be fought!

"Oooo

It's too late, it's too soon. Just as Tang Cong forcibly cut the fishing line and was about to escape, the closed door had been brutely knocked open. Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen Tibetan warriors shouted and poured into the guest room, brandishing Tibetan knives and rushing straight at Tang Cong.

"Save me!"

In order to avoid extraneous branches, Tang Cong did not entangle with the guards at all. He jumped out of the window without hesitation, and at the same time shouted for help to Liu Xunyi, but he flew towards the end of the night without looking back.

"Tang Cong, don't panic, you go first, I'll break it later. ”

With a cold drink, the black-clothed and masked Liu Xunyi suddenly fell from the sky, blocked the window sideways, and then shot like lightning, and the sword shadow was heavy, forcing the Tubo warriors who wanted to pursue them back to the room.

At this moment, not only was the Baozhu Inn brightly lit and the figures were longing, but there were also ventilated messengers rushing onto the streets, beating gongs and drums, waking up the people in the city and attracting the attention of the Tsodan League.

After all, the city of Raksha is the territory of the king of Zao, and now that there are people making trouble in his territory, Tsoden will not ignore it.

In less than a cup of tea, the empty and lonely streets are already full of traffic and people. A large number of guards led by Ban Sang, armed with swords and swords, came quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the water surrounding the Orb Inn was impassable.

Tang Cong, who was in no danger, never expected that things would be so big, in order to hide people's eyes, he could only walk carefully between the roofs, flying up and down, flying eaves and ridges, and sneaking back to the mansion in the west of the city unconsciously.

Boren had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, when he suddenly heard the noise in the city and the hurried footsteps in the street, and he was even more restless and at a loss.

Seeing Tang Cong coming, Bo Ren suddenly showed joy, quickly stepped forward, and asked urgently, "How is it?

"It's a success, but it's just ......"

Tang Cong wanted to speak and stopped, his face was embarrassed, and the thoughtful Bo Ren couldn't help but change his eyes, and glanced at the gate of the mansion suspiciously, so he dragged Tang Cong to the depths of the courtyard, and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that something happened to the Treasure Bead Inn?"

"How do you know it's the Orb Inn?" Tang Cong said in surprise.

"The outsiders are noisy, and it seems to mention the Orb Inn. Boren explained, "The city of Logos is no more than the size of a palm, but it can be said that there are many responses. No matter where there is a disturbance, Tsodan's subordinates can rush to deal with it within a cup of tea. As soon as I heard the noise outside, a sense of foreboding rose in my heart. ”

"Then what should I do?" Tang Cong was in a foreign land, and he was somewhat of a master of the six gods, panicked, and hurriedly said, "Will they come to the door?"

"If we really wait for them to come to the door, you and I will definitely not be able to fly. Boren sighed, "Once you are caught by Tsodan, you will be tortured, and life is worse than death." ”

"Brother Ren, what should be done about this matter?" The noise outside the mansion gate made Tang Cong completely confused, his face was like ashes, his lips were like white ash, and he comforted himself tremblingly, "There is a door master to cover for me, I should ...... It's going to be fine, right?"

"Brother Keliu has not returned yet, and it is expected that nine times out of ten they have fallen into the hands of Cuodan. Bo Ren's expression was solemn, and he slowly shook his head and said, "This person is not only brutal, but also cunning, Brother Liu is new to life, and it will be difficult to get out." It's a matter of life and death, and we'd rather believe what we have than what we don't!"

"What are we going to do?"

"Let's go!" Bo Ren grabbed Tang Cong's arm and said, "Thirty-six strategies, go is the best policy! For today's plan, we can only take the lead in escaping from Luo Qi City before Cuo Dan kills us, so that we can have a glimmer of life." ”

"Let's go?" Tang Cong was stunned for a moment, then struggled to shake Boren's hand away, and said angrily, "The life and death of the door master is unknown, how can we just leave?"

"Brother Tang, please forgive me. Now that our plan has been revealed, if we don't go now, we will end up in a dead end!" Boren persuaded bitterly, "You don't know Tsodan, his cruelty and cruelty, his cruelty and cruelty, far from your imagination......"

"Then I can't just leave and abandon the master!" Tang Cong said righteously, "If it's a big deal, why are you afraid?"

"I'm most afraid that you won't be able to survive when the time comes, and you won't be able to die. Boren said in despair, "Brother Liu may have been captured or fought his way out, but no matter what his situation is, it is not the best thing for you and me to insist on staying here." ”

"In case the sect master is safe and sound, but we run for our lives in a panic, won't we call ourselves?" Tang Cong hesitated, "It's better to wait......

"What should we do if Brother Liu doesn't wait, but waits for Cuodan's men and horses? Bo Ren was anxious, gritted his teeth and encouraged, "To put it mildly, Brother Liu, it is better for him to die alone than to die together!"

"But ......"

"Bang, bang!"

Before Tang Cong could speak, there was a sudden knock on the closed door of the mansion.

The sudden knock on the door, like a death knell in hell, made the souls of Boren and Tang Cong fly out of the sky and scatter into the sky.

"Who...... Who?"

Tang Cong was worried in his heart, and his voice trembled. He was so nervous that he forgot that it was Tibet, and that he spoke Chinese. By the time Boren realized it, it was too late to regret it.

The arms of the two were subconsciously clasped together, staring at the door of the mansion in fear. At this time, their hearts have risen to their throats.

After a long silence, a deep voice quietly sounded outside the door.

"It's me, Liu Xunyi!"

......