In early April, the spring feeling became stronger and stronger. The new branches brushed across the eaves. A pair of wild cats on the roof of the bedroom were screaming at each other. The long street below was crowded with people passing by. In the noise of hawking, a man with thick beard in ordinary clothes crossed the hawker carrying candied haws and walked into a nearby restaurant.

"Whatever the guest wants to eat, we have everything in our store. As long as you want to eat, you can make it in the kitchen..."

The chef who served the food saw the man coming in and shouted casually. On the other side, the man pointed to the stairs and said, "There is already a seat." Then he went straight to the second floor. There was a table diagonally facing the window. A man and a woman sat opposite each other. While looking at the street scene outside, he was talking in a low voice. When Yu Guang saw the man coming over, the woman showed a pair of dimples, "Uncle Eight."

The woman was Tang Baoer. The man who came here was still broad-minded and fisted generously. After seeing the guests around him, he sat next to the man. When the guest brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks, he said while eating: "I heard from Lao Jiu, what are the girls going to find to help me?"

"But I have never seen any random names for the people who have seen the world in the mountains."

The first person to speak was the man next to him. He was over thirty years old, with long face and thin eyes, and a pair of eyebrows that were sparse. He sneered at the table: "What else can I have to do if I have a dragon again? I can't read a few words. What kind of dragons can I have?"

"Brother Lin's words are rough and not rough. You just entered the world and didn't know the dangers. The foolish people here are just rumors in the market. They can't make the truth through rumors. What's more, if you really have great skills, how could you be willing to live here?

Even a master who is not born in the world should not be so nameless and hopeless. He invites the other party without authorization. If we are exposed, it may cause death, and your master's instructions will be difficult to complete."

The man who poured a bowl of wine and drank a strong beard lowered his voice and scolded the woman opposite in a reproachful tone, making the latter lower his head and dare not speak.

The man's name has the eight characters, so he was called the Bashu by Tang Baoer. He and the other one named Lao Jiu were brothers. The two had full names Chen Shuba and Chen Shujiu. The man with a long face next to him was Lin and his name was Laien. Both of them were assassins who assassins in the street that day.

"Okay, Uncle Eight, I know I'm wrong."

Tang Baoer lost her cold look before, like a little girl who did something wrong, pinching her chopsticks and gently slashing around the edge of the bowl, and the three of them said other words.

There was a sudden sound in the long street below: "Oh, there's a good show!"

A faint crying sounded from the long street, and the people in the city were surging below, standing on the street. The guests who were eating and talking on the second floor aroused curiosity and squeezed into the fence on Tang Baoer's side to look around. The sound of footsteps, crying, and the sound of the shafts mixed together, covering up the sound of talking around.

The three of them looked at each other and got up and approached the guardrail. On the street, more than a dozen guards dressed in the courtyard escorted two donkey carts slowly from below. On the rotating wooden shaft, a donkey cart was covered with a linen and could not tell what it was. The four corpses lying behind were mottled blood. Several women and children were wearing sackcloths and leading the children to walk beside the carriage and cry loudly.

"You are suffering from plague, why are you so hurt by others... How can we orphans and widows survive......"

"Wuwu~~ I told you not to mess with the unruly people in Gengjia Village who refuse to listen, and now I'm losing my life."

"Geng Qing, a thief who was cut into pieces, you have to take revenge. Go to the others. What are you doing at my house? He is just a messenger!"

Crying and shouting, blood-stained corpses, especially the young children held in their hands by crying women, their innocent eyes moved many people on the street. Some of them were tough and even squeezed out of the crowd, followed the donkey cart and shouted to the yamen, helping to scream drums and call injustice.

I heard such noises in the nearby streets and alleys, and flocked to the yamen. Even the people from the Golden Knife Gang came, and they rushed to the yamen in a donkey cart.

The vast crowd passed by noisy, and the congested street gradually dispersed. On the second floor of the restaurant, guests took the chat to their respective seats. Chen Shuba slapped heavily on the guardrail. Lin Laien on the other side snorted: "I just said that I'm killing people now, it doesn't seem like it."

On this side, Tang Baoer, who was standing between the two, looked a little complicated. She looked at Uncle Eight and Uncle Lin opposite and said softly:

"Actually... three of these four people... I killed."

Um?

The two of them were stunned for a moment. After sitting back, Tang Baoer told them what happened yesterday.

"He rescued me twice, but didn't want to see him being killed. He wanted to save people at that time, and treated those three as people in the martial arts world, and he was killed in a moment. He also blamed me for not knocking people out and sending them to the official..."

Speaking of this, the woman's voice became weaker. Chen Shuba sighed "ah" after hearing the whole story, and didn't know how to say something to the head's favorite female apprentice.

"You are right, Geng Qing monster. Now that people are dead, no matter whether there is conclusive evidence or not, as long as they bite to death, they will lose their skin if they don't die. Their reputation will be bad. People in Gengjia Village are afraid that they will be pointed at by others and they will not be raised."

Lin Laien nodded in agreement.

"This move is really ruthless, but the rich man can afford such money. If he is not ruthless, he will not be able to stand firm anywhere. Judging from his previous actions, he is a little anxious and wise; this time, the other party came with open swords and hidden arrows, but I don't know if he can catch it."

Opposite, Tang Baoer, who was holding chopsticks, bit her red lips. Just as the two uncles were talking, she suddenly raised her face, "...If I go and say that I killed the person, will he be fine?"

"Nothing!"

Chen Shuba almost slapped the table, looked at the guests around him, and lowered his voice: "He has nothing to do with you, and he has paid back all the favors he deserves. Don't ruin the purpose of our trip in these matters."

Tang Baoer wanted to refute, but at this time, another voice was shouting outside.

"What day is there to watch today?"

Entering from the south gate, this long street is the closest to the yamen, and it is relatively prosperous. Not long after the donkey cart that had pulled the body, there was a drum sound again. Pedestrians on the long street skillfully stood separately and went to the edge of the street. On the second floor, Tang Baoer and the other two also looked over.

Amid the sound of the beating of the leather drum, a red cloth was held high, flying in the wind. Three young men in patched clothes, one beat the drum and the other raised the flag. The figure in the middle was slightly taller, like a yard guard with his chest thrust, and looking at the dense figures all over the street, all over the back was covered with cold sweat.

With a stiff smile, he whispered to Geng Qing behind him.

"Dazhu, why are we doing this? So many people are watching and making jokes. When I go back, my father will kill me!"

The dark-faced young man just asked them to ring a little, raise the red cloth a little higher, and then he squeezed out a smile, put his hands on his mouth in a trumpet shape, suddenly pulled up and shouted, which scared Dachun, Shi Tou, and Ergou.

"Tianyou Feihu County, God brings us a great joy..."

On the long street, there was a silence, only his voice was left to linger and echo.
Chapter completed!