As night fell, at the last moment when the city gate was closed, a figure suddenly appeared near the city gate.

"Hey hey hey!!!"

"Wait, wait for me!"

A crisp sound came to the ears of the guards. They turned around and found that it was a soaked girl, trotting all the way from the forest, shouting and waving her hands.

This girl was naturally Song Zhi. He took a step out of the door, but unexpectedly he fell into a river with a bang.

After drinking most of the river water, she finally climbed up the shore and found that it was the east hanging river outside the capital. When she saw that it was dark, she had to run towards the capital without stopping. Fortunately, she finally caught up with the moment when the city gate was closed.

These guards have seen such a heavy burden of people. They have never cared about them. After all, we are good guards who are loyal and loyal. When it is time to close the door, we must close it!

Unless it is the emperor, prince, powerful, and tycoons

But today they stopped their work for the first time because this woman was so beautiful.

The waving arms were slender and fair, and the dark eyebrows were thin and long. At this moment, they were flirting with anxiety. With the slightly anxious phoenix eyes, they were not letting go, but forgot to close the door.

"Oh, I almost caught up hahaha"

"Thank you, thank you."

Seeing the guards stunned, Song Zhi smiled at them and walked straight through the middle of the people, and trotted into the capital.

The guards looked at Song Zhi's back disappearing and looked at each other, then they remembered what they were doing and hurriedly closed the city gate.

After Song Zhi entered the city, his pace slowed down. He looked around and felt something was wrong.

Although the city gate is closed at this moment, the capital should not be so deserted. Moreover, why are these street shops hanging with white paper, looking strangely cunning?

Song Zhi's facial decoration has long disappeared in the north. Fortunately, the atmosphere in the city has been tragic in the past two days. Every household is unwilling to go out and play at night, so there are few pedestrians on the streets, and even half of the shops are closed.

Song Zhi looked at the clothes wet with river water on his body, and thought that he hadn't washed another official uniform for a long time. When he saw that there was no one on the street, his eyes turned and he had an idea.

"Yeah, why don't you buy two pieces of clothes to change."

Song Zhi walked onto the street and began to scan the surrounding cloth shops. However, it was a special time when it was getting late. Most of these cloth shops were closed, and only one shop had candles swaying and the stalls had not been closed.

Song Zhi wandered around the door for a long time, and finally walked in.

This is a very small cloth shop, with only an aunt's shopkeeper inside, who was carrying wooden boards to seal the shop. When she saw a customer coming, she quickly put down the things in her hand and wiped them on her body, and came up to meet her.

"Ouch."

The aunt suddenly stopped and looked at Song Zhi and said, "How come there is such a beautiful little girl."

Song Zhi thought she was going to say something, so he curled his lips and looked at it casually. He didn't know if he didn't look at it, but when he saw it, he realized that it was actually here.

It's actually a cloth store for middle-aged and elderly women!?

He was about to turn around and run away, but the aunt grabbed his wrist.

"Girl, look how wet you are? If you go out and walk on the street, you will not be eaten alive by those ghost men."

Song Zhi quietly pulled out his hand and said helplessly:

"Auntie, I'm not the kind of person you think."

The aunt saw his thoughts. She dared to open a store at this time, so she was naturally because she urgently needed to issue an order to save gifts for her son, so she would definitely not want to let Song Zhi go away.

"Girl, although you are a little younger, and your butt is a little smaller, but it's okay. There are many treasures here at the aunt."

Song Zhi: ""

I believe you.

But because of this market, he met an old shopkeeper who was so enthusiastic that Song Zhi finally took off his heavy wet clothes and put on the only one he thought was not outrageous.

This is a dark blue long-sleeved cloth dress, decorated with long white sides and small yellow flowers, which looks somewhat similar to those ethnic costumes in the previous life.

The aunt also thoughtfully helped him tie his long hair and gave him a hairpin worth up to one cent to tie it up.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Zhi touched her hair, and she felt it was funny.

Although the clothes are flat Chinese, they are so slim with this face.

No matter what, Song Zhi had just chosen clothes and chatted with the aunt for a long time, knowing that she was unwilling to close the door because she was worried about her son's marriage.

Seeing that the aunt had such a good attitude and her clothes were well-dressed, Song Zhi gave her a ingot of gold, which moved the aunt so much that she almost recognized Song Zhi as her daughter-in-law.

"Take it down, I think you don't want to hold your grandson anymore?"

Song Zhi pushed the aunt who was enthusiastic and ruthlessly away. When this person was excited, he really said everything.

The aunt also reacted and hugged Jinzi and laughed. She was jealous of money just now, and her mind started to make a joke. She thought again, how could she be able to get such a generous person? She must be the daughter of a family.

But why do you come to my poor market to buy clothes?

Not daring to ask more, she could only watch Song Zhi leave the shop humming a small song, and her steps disappeared into the night lightly.

Song Zhi walked towards Baima Street. It was true that he had money in his pocket, but he didn't have change.

A ingot of gold is not something that woman can find. Since she enjoys her chatting, she will give it to her. Anyway, the remaining gold is endless for ordinary people in their two lives.

After walking through the arch bridge in front of Baima Street, Song Zhi suddenly stopped.

On the left is the Demon Shousi and on the right is the Zhu Mansion.

Song Zhi blinked. He originally wanted to go back to the demon hunting scene for a night and find a way to find the supervisor tomorrow, but I don’t know if the Zhu surnamed Zhu has returned to the capital. Why haven’t you seen him for so long?

"Or go and ask, maybe you can have a supper."

Song Zhi touched his stomach, got off the bridge and walked towards Zhu's mansion on the right.

At this moment, Zhu Wushi, after coaxing his sister to bed, was sitting by the fish pond in the front yard, staring at the bright moon in the sky with his hands wrapped around his chest, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.

Extreme sadness would not have emerged immediately. During the day he had not accepted the fact that his father had left, and now he has calmed down.

The indescribable hole called lost instantly occupied his heart. Zhu Wushi had not shed tears for a long time, but looking at the bright moon in the sky, at this moment, a teardrop slowly slid from his golden eyes.

"kindness?"

Zhu Wushi hurriedly reached out to wipe his tears, but found that he was wiping more and more. Finally, he couldn't cry, and could only close his mouth tightly to prevent himself from crying. He clenched his fists against the sadness that kept coming out of his heart.

It took him a long time to open his tearful eyes. Before he could breathe a breath of turbid air, he was almost scared and almost fell off the chair.

On the courtyard wall in front of me, there was a figure sitting on it. The pretty face reflected flawless light under the moonlight, and the moving eyes were full of doubt.

"What are you doing."
Chapter completed!