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December 23rd, daytime, light snow.

Lin'an City, South Gate.

A group of people from Dazhao who lined up to enter the city were all shivering due to the cold temperature. Sometimes they rubbed their hands together, sometimes they raised their hands to breathe in to keep warm.

Because the waiting time was too long, few people looked at the left aisle with envy.

In the spacious passage, horses and carriages carrying people and goods passed quickly.

The majority of the barbarians entered the city without even being interrogated, while the few Da Zhao people only stopped for a moment before entering, which was far more than the long queue on the right.

call--

Gusts of cold wind blew past the city gate, picking up tiny snowflakes and taking away the warmth from many people.

Seeing that the team was moving slowly, many people couldn't help but complain softly.

Among them are several young people with decent family backgrounds and a hint of literati.

"It's such a cold day that we still need to check, and the check is so slow, it's my mother's fault!"

"When I came here last month, it was not so strict."

"Who says it's not the case? It was just a casual question at that time, and it wouldn't be as detailed as it is now."

"Speaking of which, this is actually related to one thing."

"Oh, Brother Deng, can you tell us more about it?"

"This is something I accidentally overheard from some distinguished people at the next table while I was having a drink. I can't guarantee whether it's true or not."

"It doesn't matter, just say it."

"This matter cannot be spread randomly, as it may lead to disaster. You all should join in."

"Say it quickly, say it quickly."

"In the past month, weird and bizarre incidents have occurred in more than a dozen counties. Demons have used forbidden evil methods to desecrate corpses and manipulate them to attack people they meet along the way. It is said that no less than 100,000 people have been killed."

"Evil way? Forbidden evil method? No less than 100,000 people were killed?"

"Brother Deng, do you think you can make up a story to tease me because we are so cold?"

"I knew a few of my friends wouldn't believe it, but these were the words I heard, and they were even more exaggerated than I was."

"Brother Deng, are you sure you're not being tricked?"

"I couldn't believe it at first, but their topic also included the encirclement and suppression of Taoism. Over the past few days, I saw several Taoist priests in Taoist temples. Regardless of their background, their homes were confiscated and imprisoned. The entire Taoist temple also followed suit.

Set the fire on fire.”

"If that's the case, maybe it's really possible."

"I don't believe it unless I see it with my own eyes."

"Whatever you think about these things has nothing to do with us anyway... It's time for me to wait, so don't talk anymore."

Several people immediately stopped communicating and moved away from each other.

When the last person stepped back, he looked at the old man and the young man behind him with emotion, and immediately covered his nose in dissatisfaction.

Born into a wealthy family, he didn't want such a peasant to get close to him, so he turned around and walked forward.

"Hypocritical."

The old man among the two farmers couldn't help but chuckle in his heart when he saw the scholar in front of him pulling away.

Of course, he is not a real farmer, but Jiang Ren in disguise, and the boy with him is also Wan Jinghao in disguise.

"I have never pretended to be a Taoist priest in the past month. There must be someone behind this matter who is adding fuel to the flames."

"But it's hard to say whether this is because of personal hatred, religious disputes, or simply wanting to find a scapegoat."

Jiang Ren did not completely believe the words of the previous scholars.

He also has no sympathy for the Taoist temples that were destroyed.

Since you have accepted foreign rule, no matter what the reason is, you can only blame yourself for misfortune.

At this time, a snowflake hung on his eyebrow.

"Don't tell me, this human skin mask is of pretty good quality."

Jiang Ren raised his hand to shake off the snowflakes, and slowly traced his fingertips across his face.

Although I couldn't feel a trace of touch, the skin was extremely real and elastic. Even if I got close, I couldn't see anything unusual.

Not to mention that no one would discover that the body under this mask is actually a skeleton without flesh and skin.

[Item: Human Skin Mask]

[Introduction: If you own it, you will have a new identity]

[Remarks: The master of human skin mask production used medicine to feed a living person for a hundred days, and used a special peeling technique to completely peel off the skin on the body. It used up to hundreds of materials and took three years to make it.

, taking into account both artistry and practicality]

It is not a hood type that covers the head, but a full body type that covers the whole body.

"It's not easy."

This mask cost Jiang Ren more than 4,000 essences to obtain through the portable mall. Luck and essence are both indispensable.

It was precisely because of it that I came up with the idea of ​​going into the city during the day to find out the news.

As for Wan Jinghao, he wore a pig tail wig.

"You two, who's last name is who? Where do you live?"

After nearly two-quarters of an hour, Jiang Ren and Wan Jinghao arrived at the front of the team, facing two impatient-looking city defenders.

"Two officers, this is our guide."

Jiang Ren tremblingly led the way.

They are said to be road guides, but they are actually two pieces of bamboo that record identity and origin information. This is something that has only appeared in the past week.

The city guard glanced at the content on the road sign and cursed: "Both of you have no mouths? Don't you know how to speak for yourself?"

I almost forgot that the literacy rate in this world is not high, so preparing this might be a bit unnecessary.

Jiang Ren coughed twice "weakly", Wan Jinghao held his shoulders with concern and replied: "My name is Chen Tang, this is my father Chen Han, we are from Chenjiacun."

"Chenjiacun is nearly a day's journey from here, and it's been very cold these days."

The soldiers guarding the city looked at them and asked again: "Why do you still come to Ancheng?"

Jiang Ren sighed and said with a sad face: "The house at home was collapsed by the snow, and the food was soaked in water and moldy. If we stay here any longer, we can only wait for death, so we have to go to Lai'an City to seek refuge with our relatives."

The two city guards looked at each other and then got out of the way: "Go in."

Then, they added: "You'd better be alert. There are many noble people in the city. If you offend any noble person, you will be in trouble, and your relatives will also be in trouble."

"We understand, thank you two officials."

Jiang Ren and Wan Jinghao nodded their thanks and entered the city without looking back.

After walking no more than a hundred steps, all kinds of vendors and pedestrians appeared in front of them, along with various different cries.

As a strategic city connecting north and south.

The population and prosperity of this city far exceed that of the former Ye City.

"Jiang Ren, why do you think some people like pig tails?"

Looking at the endless flow of people in front of him, Wan Jinghao said solemnly: "Ugly, disgusting, it's like treating yourself as a beast, but there are still people who are proud of it."

Seeing everyone with a pig tail on the back of their head, and thinking that this was caused by spiritual and cultural castration, he couldn't calm down.

"Because most of the rebels are dead..."

Just as Jiang Ren replied, he heard the rapid sound of horse hooves coming from behind, and he quickly grabbed Wan Jinghao's arm and moved aside.

A tall, snow-white horse ran past at high speed, almost hitting them.

"Get out of here, get out of here, you little bastards, get out of here!"

On the back of the white horse was a young barbarian. Not only did he not show any intention of slowing down, he was still shouting loudly.

Due to the speed, a middle-aged Zhao man was unable to evade.

Snapped!

The barbarian boy smiled ferociously and quickly swung his long whip.

The long whip ripped through the air and hit the middle-aged Zhao man hard on the back, tearing out several pieces of his clothes and leaving a large blood mark on his back.

Suddenly, the middle-aged Zhao man screamed and fell to the ground.
To be continued...