Author: Yao Jishan

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, her already unexpected expression added to her frost and asked coldly: "Did you lose something?"

She knew very well that these so-called beggars were indeed beggars begging for food wherever they could see, but in the places where they could not see, they were cheating and unrepentant people. If they just pity them, they would be their way.

Jiang Shun knew the tricks here even more clearly than Jiang, and immediately said respectfully: "Madam, don't worry, that old beggar didn't get close to our carriages and horses at all. The horse was also shocked by the swords of several stooges, and then he neighed."

"That's all." Jiang's face cleared a little, he raised his head and looked at the sky, waved his hand: "Let's go quickly, the time is coming."

Jiang Shun quickly bent down and turned around to lead the way. A group of servants surrounded him and protected the Jiang mother and daughter out of the mansion and boarded the car.

The escort hired by Jiang this time came from the Zhenbei Escort Agency, the largest escort agency in Zhending Prefecture. Ding Lei, the chief disciple of the chief escort leader, was personally appointed as the head of the guard.

Ding Lei made some names in the two roads in Hebei, and he was nicknamed "Xiao Canglong Sword". When the thirty-six roads of Canglong Sword Technique was used, ordinary martial arts were not close to him. This time, he brought a total of six bodyguards and more than ten hand-in-hand darts to protect him.

The escort business has always been the rules of the escort business. Since the carriage and horses left the city, the flag of the escort business in Zhenbei was only half opened. From a distance, I could only see a big word "Zhen" in the air, fluttering in the wind under the autumn sun.

In the corner of the street, a man with a slightly yellow face and a brown dress mixed in a group of idle men, quietly looking at the red dart flag, and heard a speech beside him:

"It seems that Mrs. Cheng is going back to the capital. Oh, the road is very long."

"This Cheng family lady is so pretty, she is so white and greasy. Everyone has seen it just now, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Children are really rare. What do women and women have to pay attention to? The girl from the Cheng family is Shui Ling, and the Hongniang of Baihualou can't compare to it."

A group of idle men couldn't spit out ivory, and they were commenting on each other and talking nonsense, but they didn't dare to let go of their voices and only dared to whisper.

Cheng Wei, the Cheng family's master, was once a parent, and was promoted to a high-ranking official in the capital. Even the current county magistrate of Zhending County is here, so he should be polite to the Cheng family's mother and daughter. These villains are not even qualified to live in front of others, so they can only say a few nonsense in the distance to relieve boredom.

Just when the train and horses turned out of the alley, the dust disappeared, and there was no trace of it again. The idle men did not disperse, and they were still talking in a panic, but the topic changed from the Cheng family to the flower building, and rated the flower girl's advocacy.

The man in brown seemed a little bored to hear it, opened his mouth and yawned a big yawn, revealing a yellow teeth, then swayed his shoulders and left the crowd with one step and three shaking.

Today is the county market. After two intersections, there is a lively market. Farmers outside the city carry fresh fruits, melons, vegetables, cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, and shout at the market. Various omnivorous snacks are gathered here. The market is crowded with people, which is very lively.

The man in brown seemed to be doing nothing, just wandering around the street, sometimes stopping to eat some fruit, or taking advantage of the crowd to go with the items on the stalls, or staring at the big girl and his wife with his eyes straight, looking stunning.

One hour later, the man in brown walked through the market and turned into an alley.

On the other end of this alley are shops facing the street, and the houses in the alley are mostly backyards with those shops. Therefore, it is the time to sit in the room, so there are not many people in the alley, which makes it look a bit deserted.

The man in brown hummed a little song that could not be heard, and walked forward leisurely. Suddenly, his feet slipped, his body tilted, and he fell a big fuck.

He grinned in pain, and after a while he got up cursing, bent down and slapped the floating ash on his body, but his eyes buried in his hair were alertly aiming behind him:

The back door of a shop was half open, and a man who looked like a manager stood at the door, shouting loudly at a young man dressed in a guy who kept bent down and smirking;

A little further away, a thin woman was struggling to hold a basin of water and slowly walked towards the ditches, as if she was about to pour out the sewage in the basin;

Five or six steps away from the woman was a farmer couple carrying a load. They looked like they were going to the market to sell things. The baskets at both ends of the shoulder pole contained a lot of melons and vegetables. The couple walked heavily and their faces were sweating all over their faces;

There was also an old woman with gray hair. She set up a small stall selling noodle soup at the entrance of the alley from afar. There were several men who looked like porters scattered around her, lying on the noodles there.

After glanced at me, the man in brown quickly withdrew his gaze and hummed an untuned little song again, and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

When passing by the backyard of a shop, he even clumsily pulled up to the wall and looked inside. He looked like he was looking in, as if he wanted to turn in and steal something.

At this moment, he seemed to have not realized that the peasant couple behind him had already put down the basket. The man silently pulled out a long and narrow sword from the shoulder pole, and the woman untied the soft whip wrapped around her waist;

The coolies at the entrance of the alley also stood up at the same time and quickly spread out. Two of them pulled out their swords and rushed into the alley, while the rest all went around the other end.

There was also the woman who poured water. At this time, she had gently placed the basin on the ground, raised her hand and took off the wig on her head, and showed a naked head, but it turned out to be a monk pretending to be.

I saw the monk stepping across the step, his five fingers were like hooks, and he reached out to the ditch and a crescent shovel appeared in his palm. The tip of the iron shovel was shining coldly, piercing the eyes.

The manager and the mate who were scolding him saw this scene was so scared that his face turned pale. He rolled and crawled into the yard, and closed the yard gate with a "bang".

The alley was silent, and the sound of the door became clearer.

At this moment, the man in brown shouted suddenly, his arms were bulging, and he reached out and pressed his hands heavily on the wall. His body flew out like a rabbit and rushed straight to the end of the alley.

"Stop him!"

The man pretending to be a farmer seemed to be the first of his trip. Seeing this, he immediately raised a loud voice and shouted loudly. He waved his sword in his palm, and the green light broke through the air. His body and sword were united, and he rushed to the back of the man in brown clothes.

The man in brown seemed to have eyes behind him, and he didn't even look at him, and he turned his back hand.

"bite--"
Chapter completed!