A big-headed soldier was leaning on a long gun, his chest was high, and he said in a thick Hebei accent: "Our camp has reserved this alley. If brothers want to make money, wait until we leave!"

The soldier standing opposite him was wearing an earth-red military uniform with a short sword in his waist. His face was dusty and gray, and he smiled and said: "You misunderstood, I either want to get rich, or I want to take advantage of this."

Go through the alley."

The soldier was none other than Xu Xian. He was wearing the military jacket that Hong Bao'er said was a good thing. He smeared some pot ashes on his face and put a dagger on his waist. It was really a safe journey.

Nothing happened, no rebels drew their swords against him.

"Don't try to fool me. I've seen people like you a lot. Use your best tactics. Our Tianxiong Army has the final say in Bianliang City now!"

While the two were talking, they saw two soldiers carrying a wooden box coming from the alley. A middle-aged man dressed as a merchant with blood on his face trotted behind, crying loudly: "The two generals cannot

Take it away, this is my half-life’s belongings!”

A soldier carrying a box said: "Damn it, you really want money rather than life, I will help you!" After saying that, he pulled out the sword from his waist and swung it violently, and the head shot up into the sky, and the headless body fell to the ground with blood.

Squirt wildly.

Xu Xian couldn't help but said angrily: "These brothers are just trying to make money, why bother to kill people? They have gone too far."

A gun tip was pressed against Xu Xian's chest, "Hey...have you done enough? Your imperial army is more ruthless than us outsiders. Seeing as you don't even have a breastplate, you must be a new recruit."

Well, as time goes by you will learn the rules. Get out of here quickly, or I will chop you down as well."

Xu Xian didn't want to tangle with them anymore and turned around to leave. All along the way were rampaging soldiers, whether it was the Tianxiong Army, the Forbidden Army or the Fan Zhen Ya soldiers, they were crazy plundering everything in the city, money, wine and other things.

The beautiful women they usually long for but cannot get, now they can easily get them as long as they pull out the knife without paying any price.

Lao Zhang told Xu Xian that this is called hunting for things. It looks chaotic but is organized and organized. You know where you can rob and where you can't rob. A group of five people or a group of ten people cooperate with each other, and even more successful

They are organized to raid a certain area, and of course they are more likely to grab random soldiers wherever they go.

Curses, screams, howls, laughter, and the sound of banging doors are endless. It is the painful groan of Bianliang City, so crazy! All of this is authorized by Guo Wei, and it may be for the purpose of strengthening the morale of the army, but who

And I don't know if it was his revenge. He probably hated the city where he lost all his relatives.

This is an alley that has just been robbed. Most of the courtyard doors are rickety. There are suppressed cries in almost every courtyard. The alley is also in a mess. There are injured people leaning against the wall and moaning helplessly. Their abdomens are so big.

He was still moving his hands, trying to stuff the intestines that had flowed all over the floor back into his stomach.

Xu Xian leaned over and said to him: "You can't be saved, I'll give you a ride." He put the dagger on the other person's neck, and with a light stroke, the person rolled his eyes and lost his breath.

Looking at the blood-stained dagger, Xu Xian suddenly felt that the image of Zhao Kuangyin, who snatched the country from the hands of orphans and widowers, was much taller. For the people in troubled times, there is nothing more desirable than long-term peace and stability. Who can give it to them?

Whoever they are is a great man.

"Kill you inhuman dog Qiuba!" His back hurt slightly, and a small stone fell at his feet. When he turned around, he saw a child with pigtails sticking out and making faces at him.

A young woman rushed out of the courtyard. When she saw Xu Xian, her face was filled with fear. She pulled the child back into the courtyard. Hearing her tremble for a long time before closing the courtyard door, he knew that she was extremely scared.

Xu Xian strode away with a wry smile, walked out of the alley, and walked west for a mile to the mountain gate of Xiangguo Temple. The temple gate was closed tightly, and rebels were constantly coming and going on the streets, but they turned a blind eye to this prosperous and majestic temple.

The influence of Buddhism was very great at this time. There were more than 30,000 temples in the territory of the Later Han Dynasty alone, and most of the people believed in Buddhism. The theory of reincarnation of ghosts and gods was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Those uncles basically would not do anything to the temples, otherwise there would be no

So many temples exist.

Xu Xian knocked hard on the temple door. Not long after, he heard someone at the door saying: "Because of the war, our temple will not accept guests for the time being. Please come back, please."

"I'm just asking you, is there a young lady of fourteen or fifteen years old with an oval face and big eyes wearing a blue short coat who came here to offer incense this afternoon?"

The monk inside replied: "The poor monk knows about the little lady the donor mentioned. She often comes to the temple to offer incense, but she left before the rebels entered the city. Hasn't she arrived home yet?"

"Nonsense, if I get home I will still look for her. You must have hidden her in the temple."

"The donor said: How dare you hide your female relatives in a pure place of Buddhism... Donor! Donor!"

No one was talking so much nonsense. Xu Xian left the temple immediately. He saw three soldiers coming on the street, each carrying a bulging cloth bag. It seemed that they had robbed a lot, so he stepped forward and asked: "Who are you?"

Brother, if you stay here, may I ask where Lieutenant Guo's army is? I have something important to report to him!"

"I don't know about this. When we entered the city, Lieutenant Guo probably hadn't crossed the river yet. Our group of people were the vanguard of the army, and they surrendered before the attack on the city started."

"It looks like some of them are dressed as members of the Forbidden Army, but have you seen Zhao Hongyin commanding the Holy Guard Army in the city?"

"It's true that we are from the Forbidden Army, but we are from the Fengguo Army. I don't know Zhao Hongyin. Little brother, who are you looking for right now? Why don't you grab some while there are fewer people? There are not many opportunities like this. Wait until the army comes in.

Once we get to the city, we won’t be able to share much. Why don’t we team up and rob more... Little brother, don’t run away, why don’t we give you 10%!”

Zhao Hongyin and Zhao Kuangyin were both difficult to find. It was almost dusk. If Zhao Ningxiu could not be found before dark, the night would be really dangerous.

He could only search a few streets and alleys from Daxiangguo Temple to Liuhewan. Soon it was getting dark. Not only did the rebels in the city not show any intention of stopping, but they became more and more numerous. Even the gangsters Qingpi came out to take advantage of the situation.

Xu Xian held a torch and entered another alley. This was the last way Zhao Ningxiu had to go home. It was the same alley that the soldiers of the Tianxiong Army blocked before entering. If Xu Xian still couldn't be found, he could only

Played until I got home.

The rebels have withdrawn, and the alley is in a mess. Every house has turned off its lights and is completely silent. Most of them are still occupied, but they just don't want to attract any more attention.

Xu Xian shouted softly, "Zhao Ningxiu!"
Chapter completed!