On the noisy street, a young man wearing a long shirt with red edges on a black background was hurrying towards the direction of the treasure gate. He looked flustered, and he didn't know how many innocent pedestrians he bumped into along the way. But the cheerful and easy-going teenager in the past is uncharacteristically pretending to be deaf and dumb today. He just walked with his head bowed to himself, holding his stomach with his hands in his hands, and kept muttering in his mouth:

"It's almost there...... It's almost ......."

Yes, he is Bai Xiaoyi, the storyteller under the banyan tree. At this moment, he can't wait to have his wings and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. The young man who has been in the market for so many years is 100% sure that as long as he delays for a few more hours, his little life will definitely be sent to the Lord Hades to report. If you want to ask why, you have to blame the wooden box that is lying quietly in your arms at this moment.

Just in front of a stick of incense, the young man who was originally telling a story under the tree kindly rescued a pair of poor beggar brothers and sisters from a galloping war horse. He also witnessed a close master duel by the way, and the surging energy and splashed blood scared this teenager who had only seen street fights at most so much that he almost didn't fly out.

And then the sudden appearance of the dense fog and the immortals falling from the sky made this hairy boy who was mixed in the bottom of the market fly out of the sky. In the chaos, the young man who was huddled in the corner with his head in his arms suddenly felt something roll into his arms. Bai Xiaoyi, who was a little confused, just took the square thing into his arms like this, and then ran out of the crowd like a thief.

But it wasn't until the boy came back to his senses that he realized how much trouble he had caused. Those few masters of the rivers and lakes who can kill themselves with a single breath seem to be fighting just to grab this thing in their arms. But now it's good that this baby bump that can kill people has fallen into his hands. Is this the smoke coming out of the ancestral grave of one's own family, or is it retribution for doing too many sins?

"I'm an orphan, where did I get my ancestral grave?"

The young man with cranky thoughts in his head rushed to the city gate like a headless fly. But when he saw the heavily guarded guards, the little liver, which was not very strong, began to twitch violently again.

This time is very different from his previous little deeds of stealing chickens and dogs, usually stealing something, at most he will be beaten, and he will go to the prison for a few days after he has been in prison. But this time is different, a little carelessness is a big deal that loses your head in minutes. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, the rogue boy calmed down his nervous demeanor, suppressed the fear in his heart, and walked towards several city guards in a relaxed manner.

On duty today is a military commander surnamed Zhao. On weekdays, everyone is used to calling him Zhao Touer. For Bai Xiaoyi, a homeless child who has been in the market all year round, it is a compulsory course to have a good relationship with these officials and masters. After squeezing out a smile, the young man bowed respectfully towards several officials.

"Zhao Tou'er! This is noon, a few masters have worked hard!"

Pecking off the peanut shell in his mouth, Zhao Wuchang, who was bare-chested and exposed, glanced at the young man in front of him with a frown.

"Yo, who should I be, it turned out to be Xiao Yi. Seeing his acquaintance, Zhao Wuchang put on a happy look, and asked without words: "What's the matter? Are you out of the city so early today?"

Bai Xiaoyi replied respectfully:

"Where, isn't it too hot today, and there are few people who come to listen to the book, so I closed the stall early. ”

The probe looked into the distance of the street, and Zhao Wuchang asked curiously:

"Eh, I said Xiao Yi, I just heard that something was going on on in Guyu Street, did you see it?"

Hearing this, Bai Xiaoyi chuckled in his heart. He cheered up, pretended to be alarmed, and said:

"Mess...... Don't you see...... Boy...... There are several masters over there!"

"Oh, someone dares to do something in Yingtian City, who is it?"

Bai Xiaoyi squeezed out a wry smile and muttered:

"I said Zhao Tou'er, I'm just a little gangster, how dare I get closer. As soon as I started there, I was so scared that I ran out. ”

Looking at the young man's submissive appearance, Zhao Wuchang scolded with a smile:

"Get out, get out, look like you're out of nowhere. ”

As soon as he heard that he could go, the nervous teenager finally breathed a sigh of relief. But as soon as he took four or five steps, he heard the man behind him shout loudly:

"Stop!"

Bai Xiaoyi shivered smartly, and turned around a little stiffly. But I saw the disheveled doorman shaking the fan, and commanded very casually:

"I heard that the sour plum soup sold in your wine shop is very delicious, so I will send us a bucket tomorrow, on this hot day, my brothers really can't stand it. ”

The young man who thought he was in a gang quickly nodded yes, and then slipped back in the direction of Bao'en Temple without looking back. Not long after he left the city gate, the brocade guards of the brigade rushed to the city gate, and in a burst of beatings and noise, several city gates of Yingtianfu were firmly sealed.

Looking at the slowly closing city gate in the distance, Bai Xiaoyi finally let out a long breath and sat down under a willow tree on the side of the road. He gasped for air, a buzzing buzz in his head. In just half an hour, this young man in the market who had no skills actually wandered back and forth several times before the ghost gate closed. This kind of intense and exciting experience is something he has never experienced in his age.

The young man, who had finally regained some senses, looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that no one around him was paying attention to him, he carefully put his hand into his arms and touched the delicate wooden box. He shook it slightly, judging by the touch coming from his hand, the wooden box seemed to contain a round thing. The young man, who had never seen much of the world, immediately guessed:

"Could it be a pearl of the night? It doesn't seem to be young, how can such a thing be sold...... This thing must not see the light, once it is taken out in Yingtianfu, it will definitely be a dead word. But what if you take it somewhere else and sell it, or simply take the fat brother and sister-in-law to move together......"

After thinking about it for a while, the young man who really couldn't think of the result simply didn't think about it. He stood up and patted his buttocks, and ran back towards the Bao'en Temple two miles away, and those messy things will be talked about when he gets home. At the very least, you have to open the box to see what is inside.

Running all the way back to Bao'en Temple, the scoundrel boy rushed to the well first, and suppressed the heat and the pounding heart with a big mouthful of sweet and refreshing mountain spring. Sitting on the steps under the eaves for a while, Bai Xiaoyi was suddenly frightened by the sound of a series of horses' hooves outside the courtyard wall.

He scurried to the door and peeked out through the crack. I saw a fast horse from the post station running in the direction of Yingtian City, and the young man who was scared out of a cold sweat in vain slammed the heavy temple door. He turned, his back against the sturdy wooden door, his eyes vigilantly scanning the dilapidated courtyard of a hundred zhang square.

After holding his breath and concentrating for half a pillar of incense, Bai Xiaoyi relaxed the nerves that were about to collapse. But he was still not very relieved, and the scoundrel boy hurriedly ran to the main hall that was usually used to live in people, and after tossing inside and out for a long time, he hid the delicate wooden box in the secret compartment under the Buddha statue.

After settling down the things, Bai Xiaoyi, who still didn't feel very safe, turned out large bundles of twine and bells, and arranged more than a dozen early warning mechanisms on the three outer floors around the main hall, and then lay on the straw mat in front of the offering table, gasping for breath. The young man raised his eyes and looked directly at the Buddha statue above his head with lowered eyebrows, and his heart finally settled down.

Looking at the sunset outside, Bai Xiaoyi, who had been tossing for most of the day, finally couldn't resist the fatigue that came from the continuous attack, and closed his eyes groggyly. In a trance, he returned to Guyu Street again, and the terrible neighing of war horses and the terrified shouts of the people around him kept echoing in his ears. In front of him, two people who couldn't see clearly were fighting for their lives, and large swaths of blood were pouring towards him with waves of qi. Suddenly, he felt that his foot and neck were grabbed by someone, and the young man, who was a little unknown, looked down and saw a smashed bloody corpse, clutching his ankle, and the face that had collapsed half of it let out a moan like a moan from the Nine Hidden Mansions:

"Hand it over...... Hand over the stuff......"

Mom, the boy turned over and sat up, only to find that he had just had a nightmare. The bright moonlight shone through the cracks in the doors and windows, vaguely illuminating the outline of the hall. He rubbed his eyes, and finally got used to the darkness of the night, but he always felt that there was something strange in the room.

After painstaking identification, he noticed that under the pillar not far away, there seemed to be a person standing. The young man's heart, which had finally recovered with great difficulty, beat uncontrollably again. He boldly asked:

"What...... What a person!3...... ...... in the middle of the night Running into someone else's house...... Want...... What are you going to do!"

As he questioned, the man hiding in the shadows slowly walked out. Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the young man finally saw clearly, it was a Taoist wearing a bright yellow robe. His face was grim, and he was staring at himself with an unkind gaze. The Taoist shook the dust in his hand lightly and asked straight to the point:

"Something, you took it?"

The young man, who immediately realized the meaning of his words, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he forced himself to mutter:

"What...... What is it...... This Taoist ...... What did you say...... Why can't the little ones understand?"

The yellow-robed Taoist looked cold, and said in an unkind tone:

"I'm dying, and I'm still pretending to be confused. It seems that you don't need some means, you won't tell the truth!"

After saying that, I saw the dust in the Taoist's hand flick violently, and the fine silk thread was like a spiritual snake that instantly wrapped around Bai Xiaoyi's neck. Immediately after that, a strong force struck, pulling the young man in front of the Taoist at once. As the silk thread continued to tighten, the young man suddenly felt breathless, and a fire seemed to be burning in his chest and lungs, and he was not uncomfortable.

The yellow-robed Taoist held him up in the air and asked sharply:

"Where's the thing?"

Seeing that his life was in danger, the young man used all his strength and pointed to the pedestal under the Buddha statue. In the next second, I saw the Taoist's left hand forming a claw, grabbing it lightly towards the Buddha statue.

There was a rumbling sound, and the stone statue weighing more than 1,000 catties was easily crushed by this person. In the midst of the smoke and debris, a delicately crafted wooden box flew into the hands of the Taoist. But seeing the yellow-robed Taoist smiling and looking at the wooden box in his hand, his left hand screamed.

Click!

The finely crafted wooden box cracked in half in response, and a night pearl the size of a duck's egg appeared in the Taoist's hand. Under the illumination of the moonlight, a cloud of purple gas floated around the beads, and a hazy colorful glow also loomed as if breathing.

The yellow-robed Taoist looked at the bead in his hand with satisfaction, and then turned his head to look at Bai Xiaoyi, who was about to be strangled, and he said with a cruel smile:

"Boy, don't you like this baby?

As he spoke, the yellow-robed Taoist priest slammed the bead into the young man's mouth, and then blocked his mouth with his hand. The huge bead was suddenly stuck in Bai Xiaoyi's throat, and the suffocating feeling of suffocation immediately spread throughout his body, and the young man was hanging in the air, his hands and feet twitched uncontrollably, and tears and snot also gushed out.

"Ah!!h

With a heart-rending scream, the sweaty boy woke up again.