Unless it is a festival celebration in Jinling, there is a curfew at night.

"Yun Xian, aren't you going back, why haven't your two fathers come yet?" asked the last child to leave.

Yun casually just shook his head: "I don't know." ”

In the end, she was the only one leaning against the old crooked-necked tree at the mouth of the alley, waiting for the master with her eyes blank, boringly buttoning the bark, and sighing.

As twilight approached, the streets gradually quieted down. The smell of food wafted from the alley, and she couldn't help but smack her lips. At last even the watchman came out, and shouted in a long voice on the street while beating his gong: "On the first watch, the weather is dry, be careful of the candles-"

Although the man passed by the mouth of the alley, Yun's casual figure was small and completely hidden behind the tree, so he naturally didn't notice it. She didn't want other strangers to find out about her, but when she heard "A Shift in the Hour", she looked at the mouth of the alley with her eyes wide open, and the street was empty, and there was nothing.

The shadow of the old crooked-necked tree on the ground was mottled, like some kind of monster with teeth and claws. She boredly scratched her toes across the shadows. But something seemed to grow out of the shadow, like a human head suddenly popping out of the tree behind him. But before Yun could turn his head at will, his heart suddenly beat violently, and he felt that his mind was dizzy and his body was paralyzed.

Some people in Jinling are wealthy, and there are many natural people who are prosperous, so there are more traffickers who follow them. In recent years, there have been many people who have reported to the government that their children are missing. It's just that Jinling is so big that it's not easy to catch the scurrying traffickers, so this kind of thing can't be solved. What's more, Yun casually stood alone in the dim alley, clearly telling them "Come and arrest me", and they were so easily targeted.

The thief-eyed man put her in a sack and hurried back like a bag of potatoes. He walked around, only to see that the people around him were gradually becoming scarcer, and there were more and more shadows of the black trees. The thief actually took her out of Jinling City and went up the mountain.

But he didn't notice that in the darkness there was a thousand paper cranes, flapping its wings and quietly following crookedly from the perched branches.

Most of the little girls like Yun Qian are used as child daughters in other big families, sold to Qinglou as girls or directly to the dead sons of which families are used as wives for the dead. Such a little girl is worthless in her own home, and it is also a joke if she is stolen by thieves.

The thief walked as fast as he could, but there were many bumps along the way, which woke her up. At first, she thought that the master was carrying her, but then she felt that something was wrong, and she broke out in a cold sweat. She listened to the movement around her, but heard nothing. Only opened her big eyes in the dark, and didn't dare to move much.

Her hands and feet were tied with hemp rope, and she was carried down all the way and just wanted to vomit, and her internal organs were extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she silently recited something, and a small red paper figure crawled out of her pocket. The paper man moved his limbs and twisted his waist, and then began to slowly draw the hemp rope with his scissor-like hands, so slow that he was afraid that the thief had reached his destination and had not made a cut.

Suddenly, the thief stopped, shook the paper man a few times, and began to crawl into her pockets with his hands and feet, revealing only a pair of eyes cut out of paper to look out.

After a long pause, he began to walk again, but this time he walked faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally began to run wildly, and the cloud could hear his heavy and chaotic breathing in the sack. She was tossed almost unconscious, followed by a scream of despair that pierced the night sky and nearly deafened her ears. She was thrown off her shoulders and slammed straight to the ground, her head buzzing with pain. Before she could scream or close her eyes, she saw a blue-black face suddenly appear in front of her, and before the claws could be extended, she was able to stop.

"Sister Shen?!"

Shen Qianqian tilted her head slowly, her eyes full of woodenness. She stood there for a moment, slowly squatted down, and reached out to help Yun untie the hemp rope at will.

"Sister Shen! Sister Shen?"

Yun casually didn't care about himself, and immediately yelled at her. But no matter how she shouted, Shen Qianqian had an empty expression. She didn't seem to know what she was doing, only her instinctive hatred for men. It wasn't until Yun casually and vigorously tugged at her sleeve that Shen Qianqian lowered her head and looked at her coldly.

"Cloud ...... Let's go—"

Before Dao Chang and Ronghe had time to reach the mouth of the alley, they were shocked to find that the position of the thousand paper cranes was slowly changing, and they were flying towards the array eye on the mountain step by step. He was in a hurry, for fear that his apprentice would have another accident when he met Shen Qianqian, so he forcibly pulled Rong He and flew over after a few steps.

But the eye was broken at this time.