Behind the setting sun.

All people and things have returned to peace. As always, everyone is preparing their own lives.

It's just that the guards of the Aotian Pavilion are much stricter than before. Unidentified people were scattered across the nearby streets, scanning the surroundings with suspicious and vicious eyes. The blood ghosts and night owls that Qin Xiao was holding in the palm of his hand almost poured out. Li Luo must have been on full guard.

Xie Junhe was bored. It's a pity that there are no decent taverns nearby where he can spend his time.

The long streets are no longer as familiar and comfortable as they used to be.

Xue Hai just made a fuss behind him, bouncing on the ground, as if the troubles of the rivers and lakes would never interfere with her happy little mood. Xie Junhe felt more and more that it was a big mistake for Chu Tao to let her follow. But it seems that Chu Tao is always reluctant to talk more about his arrangements. Of course, Xie Junhe would never ask more about his family affairs. It's just that he brought Chu Xuehai and asked Xie Junhe to help watch the child, what is this?

"Jun and Big Brother!"

"When you're hungry, buy food, and when you're thirsty, buy water!"

"Nasty!"

Silent. Xie Junhe was silent in front of Xuehai, unwilling to say anything.

So when he was silent, Xue Hai didn't dare to bother him much, just took care of himself and was naughty three steps away.

As a result, when Xie Jun and Leng Buding stopped, Chu Xuehai was confused and hit a black head: "Ouch!"

Xie Junhe was serious, staring intently at the distance ahead. A short figure emerged from the narrow alley, peering around a few times, and casually disappearing into the bustling flow of people. A blink of an eye. Xie Junhe's relaxed senses tensed in an instant.

He knew the alley well—it was a dead end, just a partition between two courtyards. There were no doors, no windows, just two gables that were so high that they would cover the sky. How could anyone come out of there?!

"What?" Xue Hai immediately noticed a subtle change.

"Something is wrong. He said. If you don't go through the gate of the avenue, you have to go over the wall and make holes, and there will be something unspeakable. Chu Xuehai immediately nodded in response. However, Xie Junhe suddenly grabbed her shoulders with a pair of big hands and turned her to a food stall: "How about you please eat sugar gourds?"

"It's a sugar gourd again!Why are you like my brother!" Xue Hai pursed his lips and glanced at him, and looked at it fixedly, but his gaze could no longer be removed:

Rows of syrup-coated hawthorn strings on the shelves shimmered amber. What's even more bizarre is that on the board, the vendor is drizzling syrup on strings of fuchsia agate-like hawthorns. The rich, mellow scent spreads through the air, and the hot juice condenses into amber as soon as it is dripped, steaming with fresh heat. The shiny white sesame seeds rolled in a circle, and immediately dotted with stars, exuding a sweet smell. The elderly dealer shook the fan and pulled his throat: "Freshly baked sugar gourd!"

"Hee-hee!" she smirked at Xie Junhe.

"Don't eat?"

"Eat!" said Xue Hai loudly.

The old man babbled and solicited business: "The girl is really a good eye! I listen to the accent of a southerner! The sugar gourd can taste the taste of the northern real estate! I have to taste the taste of the northern real estate with this sugar gourd string! I have no semicolon on the north shore alone! The fragrance is as sweet as honey, sour and rich, which girl on this street has never tasted this delicacy!"

Xie Junhe was most afraid of being verbose, so he threw a few copper plates at the vendor and said, "Two strings!"