Chapter 348 Contest
The end of the new year is approaching, no matter whether they have little assets or have little money, people take to the streets to buy new year's goods.
Tea stalls, butcher shops, wine shops and pawnshops, every place is full of people.
The stall selling meat buns at the intersection has a good location. Those who have some spare money in their pockets are tired of shopping, and after shopping, they will spend three pennies to buy a steaming meat bun to fill their stomachs.
The smell of steamed meat buns spread far away, attracting a group of beggars to circle the stall, but they dared not get too close.
Aunt Wang, who sells steamed buns, is not easy to mess with, she will kill people with a kitchen knife.
A tea stall selling rough tea, the benches are full of people.
Two men with ordinary faces drank tea in silence, and the corner of their eyes occasionally glanced somewhere.
They are people who are moved by the five masters.
Three days ago, their people were guarding here, and they would change a few new faces every day, not only for the traitor Pingli who hid in that house, but also for the forces that assassinated the county magistrate Liuqing.
Wu Ye said that you should not act rashly, and that it is the purpose of the governor to draw out the forces from that side.
Dragons and snakes are mixed here, people come and go, if Pingli does not appear, there is no way to find out that person.
Ke Pingli's patience is too good, he has not been out of the door for three days
According to the first group of brothers who followed, Higuri only bought six meat buns three days ago.
Thinking of the meat buns, a man quietly swept the stalls selling meat buns not far away.
Steaming meat buns, I can only look at them before completing the task.
There is still snow at the base of the wall, and the ground is muddy. A few idlers are bored playing with the mud with their toes.
Such idlers can be seen everywhere in Dongcheng, or the incompetent boy from a certain family that the neighbors are familiar with, or the outsider who has wandered here, no one pays much attention.
The eyes of the idlers flicker, looking for targets everywhere. If they meet someone who is easy to bully at a glance, or find an opportunity to find something, they will have enough food and drink for a day.
The idea of being an idler is to eat and drink at one bite. I haven't the guts to do such a majestic thing like robbing houses, so I can only quietly look forward to it.
One of the idle men has the face of Zhang Sheng, and his clothes and demeanor are no different from other idle men, even the greedy and impetuous eyes are the same, except that occasionally his eyes will glance somewhere, and a sharp light will flash in his eyes.
There is a fortune-telling booth next to the tea stall. The blind fortune-teller never sees it open, and he spends most of the time lazily basking in the sun.
Those cloudy and unfocused eyes occasionally stare in a certain direction, sometimes it is a meat bun shop, sometimes it is a dilapidated house, and sometimes it is a tea stand or the base of the wall.
Several people waited silently, invisibly competing with patience.
Hirari stood quietly behind the dilapidated door for a while before putting his hand on the latch.
He hasn't had this kind of hesitation for a long time.
Perhaps it was because of the pampering for many years, he thought that he would be able to do a job with ease in such a situation, but in fact it was not.
Worry, fear, doubt... All kinds of emotions were backlogged in his heart, making him hesitant.
By this time, he had to admit that he had already lost the courage to fight to the death for a meat bun many years ago.
The door bolt is just a piece of crossbar, thin and fragile, just like this dilapidated wooden door, it can't stop anything.
Hiruri pulled out the latch and opened the door.
If the adoptive father or the other party found his trace, how could a broken door stop him.
There was a lot of bustle and bustle outside the door, and the snow on the opposite eaves was shining brightly under the sun, which was a bit dazzling.
Hiraguri narrowed his eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable for a while.
He didn't dare to stay at the door for too long, that would be too strange.
Hiragi collected his mind, walked out with a calm expression.
Looking around, you can see the peddler carrying the load, the old man pushing a wheelbarrow, the peasant woman selling chickens with a basket on her shoulders... There is order in the chaos.
Hiragi calmed down a little, and walked quickly to the Roumantou shop.
The two Jinlin guards at the tea stand looked at each other, but instead of moving, they refilled another cup of tea with excitement in their eyes.
It happened that one person walked to the fortune-telling booth and asked the blind fortune-teller to touch his bones to tell his fortune.
The fortune teller looked calm, but he scolded in his heart: Damn, there is no serious fortune-telling person in three days, so why come at this time.
This calm and breezy face turned into a master in the eyes of the visitors, so he didn't leave.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The idle man leaning against the wall reached into his ragged cotton jacket and took out a crossbow.
Before the other idlers noticed, an arrow flew out and went straight to Pingli's back heart.
The two Jinlin guards moved.
They didn't rush to Pingli, but to the direction where the cold arrow was shot.
The fortune teller raised his hand, and the stone hit the knees of two Jinlin guards.
The two Jinlin guards fell to the ground with their legs limp, watching the idler run away.
A Jinlin guard said angrily: "He still has companions!"
Under the confusion, it was impossible to tell which direction the stone came from.
Another Jin Linwei hurriedly said: "Catch Pingli first."
The big fish they wanted to catch ran away. If Pingli ran away again, the governor would definitely skin them after returning.
Fortunately, they also have companions, in order not to let Hiragari escape when they fight the big fish.
The two who got up immediately ran to the stall selling meat buns.
Hiraguri was already vigilant, when he heard the sound of piercing the air when the arrow came from behind, he hurriedly dodged to the side.
The sharp cold arrow pierced his shoulder, and there was severe pain.
There were screams one after another, and the scene immediately became extremely chaotic.
Hiraguri didn't care to draw the arrow, so he ran away.
He has seen two men running towards him.
He didn't know those two people, but they felt familiar to him. They were from Jin Linwei.
Hiraguri immediately ran in the opposite direction.
There were also people around from the opposite direction.
Pingli's complexion changed slightly, and he ran in another direction, but suddenly felt dizzy and slowed down unconsciously.
Not good, there is poison on the arrow!
This thought flashed in his mind, Hiruri's eyes darkened and he fell forward.
Several Jinlin Guards quickly surrounded and held down Pingli who fell to the ground and twitched.
"take away!"
Jin Linwei quickly took Pingli away, leaving behind a group of ordinary people who were in shock and gossip.
What happened, is the messenger here to catch the thief?
In front of the fortune-telling booth, the man who came to the fortune-teller was stunned, pointed at the fortune-teller's hand and said in a trembling voice, "I, I've seen it all!"
The blind fortune teller actually grabbed two stones and threw them out, knocking down the two people who were drinking tea.
The stones are obviously used to crush the dirty gossip diagram...
The man found it completely unacceptable to see the facts.
The fortune teller turned his cloudy eyes in the direction of the man, and asked impatiently, "Is it still counted? You're the one who talks too much!"
"No, forget it!" The man ran away.
The fortune teller raised his hand, his cloudy eyes cleared up, and he curled his lips and said, "Tsk, it's unlucky to go to the divination booth and make a fuss."
(end of this chapter)