Chapter 327: Stalking is my profession

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"Wait." Seeing Leng Linjiang impatiently pushing the door open, Yao Yao hurriedly shouted, stopped his restless hand, and continued to look out through the crack in the door.

After the two people came out, the door was wide open and the situation in the room was clearly visible.

Although there were food and wine in the room, there was very little movement, and there was no sign that the flower lady had stayed.

From this point of view, these two people did not look like ordinary men who came to have fun, but more like they were hiding in the city, hiding their whereabouts in a place where people came and went, and planning some ulterior motives.

It seems that these two people are leaving the Jiaofang, but now the curfew is already in effect at this hour. If they are not spending the night in the Jiaofang, then they either have other places to live in Pingkangfang, or they are not afraid of staying late and have the ability to deal with it. .

Yao Yao squinted his eyes, turned to look at Leng Linjiang, and then moved his eyes to Bao Cheng.

Bao Cheng took a step back: "What do you want to do?"

Yao Yao curled her lips and smiled: "The man outside has seen me and Leng Linjiang. We can't show up rashly. Bao Cheng, you go and follow the tall and tough one outside." She pointed at Wang Cong's outside along the crack of the door. Face: "Did you see it clearly? It's him. His name is Wang Cong. He comes from the Yumen Army. His kung fu is not weak. You have to be careful when you are following him. Don't let him find you. You can't beat him. You Remember to leave marks along the way, the kind I taught you before.”

Bao Cheng looked out and saw how tough that was. It was too tough. He said desperately: "Can I refuse?"

Yao Yao raised his eyebrows: "Guess."

Leng Linjiang also smiled lowly, untied a sign and handed it to Bao Cheng: "Here, it's already curfew. If you hold this sign, no one will dare to embarrass you."

Bao Cheng sighed desperately, let go of Qiaoxin, and opened the door suddenly, startling the two people on the other side. However, he staggered and turned towards the closed door as if he hadn't seen it, cursing: "You damn bunch of beasts." , you beast, fill me with wine, fill me with wine, I, wow..." He leaned on the wall and bent down, making a show of retching. He vomited several times before stopping, and went downstairs cursing.

After leaving the door of the workshop, he found a shadow and squatted down, waiting for the tough man to appear.

After staring at the crack in the door for a long time, Wang Cong and the handsome man in brocade clothes went downstairs one after another. Yao Yao turned to Leng Linjiang and said, "I'll follow the other guy. His kung fu is not weak. I will leave marks along the way, so go to Prince Han’s house and tell him, asking him to send someone to follow the marks and pick up Bao Cheng and me.”

Leng Linjiang responded solemnly, watching Yao Yao open the door and sneak out lightly, then gave Sun Ying a solemn nod: "Let's go too."

Sun Ying asked in a worried voice: "Sir, is Miss A Yao in danger?"

Leng Linjiang smiled: "I'm still worried about Bao Lingtong being beaten to death."

Sun Ying opened his mouth, but he didn't seem to be worried at all.

In the late night of March, the moon and stars are sparse, the smell of growing vegetation is fresh but strong, a layer of light mist lingers on the ground, the mottled green brick ground is soaked with patches of clear water, and the lanterns hanging under the eaves drift with the wind. Shaking gently, dots of red light reflected in the water. From a distance, it looked like lanterns filling the streets during the Lantern Festival, overflowing with light.

The clatter of horse hooves was particularly harsh at night, approaching quickly and then fading away.

"Sir, this is marked." A guard hurriedly turned back.

Come, whisper back.

Han Changmu got off his horse, quickly walked to the corner, and looked in the direction of the inner guard's finger.

There is a trace carved on the wall tile, one end is very light and the other is very heavy, and the middle is undulating, with no rules at all, and it looks like it was carved randomly by a child.

Han Changmu glanced at the mark, raised his whip and pointed to the west: "Over there."

After saying this, he galloped after him with his whip raised.

The inner guards immediately got on their horses and followed closely behind.

In the dark night, there was another rapid and messy sound of horse hooves. The horses flew quickly through the night, bringing out the cold wind. The lanterns in the corridor shook violently a few times. One of them fell to the ground with a clatter, and the candle Tilted, the flames licked the red gauze and swallowed the lantern in an instant, turning it into a ball of fire.

After turning around a square wall, there is another similar mark, except that the ups and downs in the middle have changed slightly.

Han Changmu felt reassured. Looking at the markings on the wall, they were done very steadily and peacefully. There was no trace of panic. It was obvious that Yao Yao was not in any danger.

When Leng Linjiang came to report the news, he was really shocked. When he heard his description of the appearance of another gorgeous man, he was sure that that person was Xie Liang. He guessed that this man would eventually come to Beijing, but he didn't expect it. He arrived at the meeting so quickly and got involved with Wang Cong.

I just don’t know if this person is Wang Cong who I only met after coming to Beijing, or if he has been connected before.

Thinking of this, he waved the horsewhip more rapidly, found several more marks one after another, and arrived at the west gate of Gudefang.

He raised his eyebrows and signaled He Zhenfu to knock on the door, while he held his riding whip and stood in the shadows, watching the guards probing outside the wall that was as tall as one person.

The bright lights were shaking around, but in just a moment, He Zhenfu knocked on the door and showed the sign of the Department of Internal Health. The shopkeeper was so frightened that he poured beans out of a bamboo tube and said everything that should be said and should not be said. .

Why did he drink a few more sips of yellow soup today?

Why, another fellow who was accompanying him went to drink with Widow Song at the east end of the square.

Anyway, it was a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, which made He Zhenfu dizzy.

He was so angry that he raised his knife and shouted. Fang Ding was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. A pool of yellow-orange water spread along his trousers to the ground. Finally, he trembled his lips and said that no one had been here since the curfew. Came in through Fangmen.

This is very clever. It’s not that no one has come in, but that no one has come in through the square gate. He is just the guard guarding the square gate. Although no one has come in through the square gate, as for whether anyone has come in through the square wall, Those who came in were the errands of the patrolman and were not under his control.

Han Changmu sneered when he heard this.

These shopkeepers look honest and honest, but in fact they are all cunning and cunning, so smooth that it is difficult to catch the slightest mistake. Even if there is an oversight, it is a small mistake that is not worth mentioning. Even if it is punished, it will not be painful. .

He raised his eyebrows: "Press him down first, and the inner guards will temporarily take over the gate here."

He Zhenfu left in response.

At this time, the inner guard who was checking the wall of the square also discovered something. He trotted all the way to Han Changmu and saluted: "Sir, a footprint was found there."

Han Changmu's eyes sharpened.

A footprint, a complete footprint.

He didn't know Xie Liangzhan well.

But when I saw that person, I took a cursory look and found that this person must have some kung fu, but he just didn’t know the depth. But even if the kung fu was shallow, he wouldn’t be able to climb over a wall as high as one person without leaving a complete trace behind. footprints.

As for Yao Yao, let alone a wall as tall as one person, even if it was as tall as two people, she would not be able to leave any traces.

Thinking of this, his steps became more hurried.

The footprints were on the loose soil at the top of the wall, and the few clumps of young grass that had just popped up were trampled down.

Han Changmu climbed up to the front and looked carefully at the footprints.

He narrowed his eyes, laughed dumbly, turned over from the wall of the square, and gave He Zhenfu a few instructions.

Everyone obeyed the instructions, riding horses and walking. They filed in with very light footsteps, and the sound was as gentle as fallen leaves rolling on the ground in the wind.

Sure enough, not long after, an internal guard discovered a new mark on the wall.

Following the mark, the group of people arrived at the door of a mansion without making any noise.

He Zhenfu and several internal guards jumped up, climbed to a tree outside the mansion, and looked over the high courtyard wall.

The mansion was dark, with only a few lights shining under the eaves.

In the deepest part of the mansion, there was a small two-story building with lights on, but it was too far away to see clearly what the people inside were doing.

He Zhenfu jumped down from the tree and saluted: "Sir, this mansion has three courtyards. It looks no different from an ordinary mansion from the outside, but my subordinates took a closer look just now. Most of the mansions have two or three floors. The pavilion has no doors or windows on the top floor, and is supported only by columns. It looks like it is used for observation."

Han Changmu narrowed his eyes. How could ordinary people build a pavilion for a lookout? The place where Yao Yao last disappeared was here. This is probably where Xie Liangzhan settled down in the capital.

Just when Han Changmu was debating whether to knock on the door or climb over the wall, there was a loud noise in the mansion, and the lights were turned on one after another in a hurry, illuminating the entire mansion in an instant. It's as bright as day.

"There are thieves. Catch the thieves. There are thieves."

"Over there, heading west, hurry, hurry."

"Quickly, lock the door of the house, don't let the bandits escape."

These voices, high and low, some sharp and some fierce, penetrated the night, scaring several nearby mansions to the point where they lit up their candles.

Han Changmu felt a shiver in his heart, and he also climbed up the tree. He saw that the lights in the yard were all gathering towards the courtyard wall closest to him.

He jumped down hastily, turned around and took a look, pointing to the winding alley in the distance, and repeatedly ordered: "Get back to that winding alley, and don't let anyone discover you."

Many internal guards pressed their feet together and retreated quickly.

Han Changmu told He Zhenfu: "You stay and take care of me."

Before he finished speaking, he jumped up and down the wall. Without making any pause, he crossed the night and broke into the messy mansion.

He stopped on the top of a tree in the mansion, his whole body melting into the huge shadow of the tree crown, his eyes burning, looking towards the place where the noise was noisy.

The candlelight became brighter and brighter, more and more, rolling towards the west wall like a tide.

With a sharp look, he saw some trees in the distance undulating slightly. He raised his lips and jumped over.