As night fell, Xian'er took Fang Qianlong's hand and followed him into Jinling City. This was not her first time in the city. She had also seen the bustling scene when she was in Su City. However, compared with the capital city, in terms of prosperity alone, Su City was obviously slightly inferior.
"Xian'er, do you like the capital?" Fang Qianlong lowered his head and asked gently.
Xian'er raised her little face, grinned and nodded.
"As long as you like it, when we take over the capital, I'll let you live in the biggest and best house!"
Xian'er's left eye has no eyeball. The left eye is a black hole, and her face is covered with pimples, which is very scary. But Fang Qianlong didn't mind at all. He just felt that this was the most beautiful face in the world and he would never get tired of it.
"Oh! It scared me. I thought I saw a ghost so late at night... Stinky beggar..." A man in silk passed by Fang Qianlong and the two of them. He accidentally glanced at Xian'er's face and was frightened. .
Upon hearing this, Xian'er quickly lowered her head, grabbed her hair and covered her face, hiding behind Fang Qianlong, not daring to speak.
After the man finished speaking, he left without feeling anything wrong. He didn't take more than two steps when he felt that his shoulders were being held down and he couldn't move at all.
"Apologise to my sister." Fang Qianlong said expressionlessly.
The man turned around and looked at Fang Qianlong in surprise: "Take your dirty hands away, what are you doing, you stinky beggar? If I crush you to death, it's like crushing an animal to death..." Before the man could say anything, Fang Qianlong grabbed his throat with one hand. , using his hands hard, he strangled him to death. Then he was kicked into an alley, knocking over baskets and poles all over the floor, but no one cared.
Fang Qianlong wiped his hands on his body and led Xian'er to continue walking forward, as if he had done something disgusting and trivial: "Okay, no need to apologize..."
Xian'er followed Fang Qianlong for a few steps, then suddenly stopped and grabbed Fang Qianlong.
Fang Qianlong looked down in confusion. Xian'er pointed to the alley where he was just now, looked at Fang Qianlong with one eye, and shook his head firmly.
"It's not a pity to die, don't worry about it." Fang Qianlong smiled and was about to pick up Xian'er. Xian'er took two steps back, pointed at the alley and kept shaking his head.
Fang Qianlong retracted his outstretched hands, nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you. Come, let's go shopping."
When Xian'er heard this, she laughed happily, with her remaining one eye smiling crookedly. She stepped forward and took Fang Qianlong's hand, looking around, wondering what Fang Qianlong wanted to buy.
Fang Qianlong led Xian'er to a cloth forging stall. He looked left and right, and suddenly he spotted a pink ribbon. He reached out to get it, but the stall owner stretched out a cane and knocked Fang Qianlong on the head. hands.
"Hey! Just look at it, don't touch it. I'm not telling you, how can I sell it if you touch it dirty? Just walk around when you've seen enough!" The stall owner used a cane to gently beat Fang Qianlong away.
Xian'er, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the cane, covered the black hole of her left eye with her hand, and shook her head eagerly at the stall owner.
The stall owner was shocked when he saw the pimples on Xian'er's face. Seeing her covering her left eye with her hand, he immediately understood that she might have contracted some strange disease.
The stall owner sighed, took off the pink ribbon with a cane, and handed it to Fang Qianlong: "The girl is still young. If she is sick, you have to find money to take her to see a doctor. Otherwise, it will be difficult to find her husband's family in the future. Ah... I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you... You are all poor people..."
Fang Qianlong took the pink ribbon blankly, bowed slowly to the stall owner, and left with Xian'er in hand.
Turning a street corner, Fang Qianlong saw that there were few people walking around here. He squatted down and pulled down Xian'er's little hand, and wrapped the pink ribbon around Xian'er's eyes. It was wrapped twice and tied with a bow behind her ear.
"It's okay, don't cover it with your hands, Xian'er is the most beautiful girl!" Fang Qianlong held Xian'er's small face covered with acne and smiled happily.
Xian'er touched the pink ribbon on her eyes and smiled sweetly. After laughing for a while, he slowly put away his smile, gestured quickly with his hands, and said his "words": "Xianer knows that she is not good-looking, and she does not need any medical treatment. Xianer hopes to be safe and sound. , Xian'er is safe, you are safe."
Fang Qianlong smiled, stood up and rubbed her dusty hair, and said with a smile: "Yes, we will all be safe."
At this time, two people on the street turned a corner and walked this way. Fang Qianlong glanced at her, picked up Xian'er, ran up to the roof of the roadside in a few steps, pressed Xian'er's head, and lay on the roof.
The two gradually approached, and it turned out that they were Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi who had just left the palace.
The two of them came under the eaves, looked around, and said to Weizi, "It was clear that someone was here just now. It is impossible for ordinary people to leave so quickly."
"Search separately." Guan Chenzi's internal martial arts strength was not inferior to that of Tong Weizi, and he indeed saw someone passing by here just now, so he suggested.
The two stood facing each other at the same time, reached behind their backs, and each drew a sword out of its sheath. Two black figures slowly emerged from behind them. The two figures faced each direction, stood up, and began to explore the surroundings.
Fang Qianlong bent down and gradually gathered strength under his feet. It was Guan Chenzi who came to him.
Xian'er pushed Fang Qianlong back. Fang Qianlong was not careful and was pushed back two steps by Xian'er, falling off the roof and landing on the square platform. Fang Qianlong had no time to climb back to the roof, so he had to bend down and shrink his body.
As soon as Guan Chenzi jumped onto the roof, he saw a little girl with a pink ribbon on her face and a rag bag in her hand, quietly lifting the tiles of other people's roofs. When the little girl saw Guan Chenzi, she quickly stood still with her hands retracted, looking back at the bag in her hand and hiding it.
Perhaps it was because Fang Qianlong was rubbing Xian'er's head just now, but at this moment the pink ribbon slipped quietly, revealing the dark socket of that eye.
Guan Chenzi looked at Xian'er through the moonlight, and when she suddenly saw this scene, even though she was well-informed, she couldn't help but be startled.
Guan Chenzi looked around and saw that the other party was indeed an ordinary little girl. He deliberately asked with a straight face: "Are you trying to steal something at such a young age?"
Xian'er stuffed the torn bag into her loose clothes and slowly lay down on the roof, preparing to crawl to the ground.
"are you alone?"
Xian'er nodded upon hearing this.
"How did you, a little girl, get up so high?" Guan Chenzi continued to ask.
Xian'er made random gestures, and Guan Chenzi approached with his sword in hand. He opened his mouth and found that his throat was burnt and he was indeed unable to speak.
"Who is so cruel to hurt you like this? Forget it, stop gesticulating. I can't understand. I'll take you down..." Guan Chenzi hugged Xian'er and jumped from the room.
"Guan Chenzi, who is this little girl?" Tong Weizi happened to be back and asked aloud.
Guan Chenzi sighed and said: "I met a thief. Look, she was injured like this. Someone must have driven her to steal late at night."
Tong Weizi bent down in front of Xian'er. He didn't care about Xian'er's dark eyes and pimples on his face. He smiled kindly and asked: "Little girl, do you know where your family is? Who asked you to steal things?" Yes?"
Xian'er pointed to her belly, took out the torn bag from behind, and looked at the two of them timidly.
Tong Weizi stood up and said: "No one should be instructing me. No one except the beggar gang would do such a thing. Although there are beggars in the capital, the hands of the beggar gang can't reach here."
"Then what should we do with her? How about we take her back to Guanyi first?" Guan Chenzi suggested.
Tong Weizi looked at Xian'er. The original shape of the long coat could no longer be seen. It was almost completely sewn with patches. There were also many holes in the writing on the feet, and the thumbs and little toes were all exposed, and they were shaking slightly from the cold.
"Let's take her back first and let her have a full meal, but we can't take care of her like this every day..." Tong Weizi was a Taoist after all, so he felt compassion.
Guan Chenzi nodded and said: "Take her back first and see if you can find her family. If you can't find her family, it's better to help her find a job later. It's better to sweep people away than to hide around, begging and stealing."
Tong Weizi had no objection, and the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, led Xian'er away. Before Xian'er left, she quietly turned around and saw Fang Qianlong who had just climbed up on the roof. He grinned and left in a bound.
Fang Qianlong looked at the three people walking away, recalling the gestures Xian'er made to Guan Chenzi just now. Guan Chenzi didn't understand sign language, so the signs were actually meant for Fang Qianlong to see.
"Big man, go and do your work. Come to me when you're done. This Taoist sister is a good person, I know it."
Fang Qianlong also listened to the conversation between the two on the roof. Knowing that the two had no ill intentions, it would be a good thing to let Xian'er follow them temporarily...
Tong Weizi noticed something was wrong and looked back. The roof was already empty and Fang Qianlong had left long ago.
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Imperial Palace, Qiyang Palace.
Zhao Yizhi frowned and was thinking about Chu Xiang when his eyebrows suddenly jumped uncontrollably.
Zhao Yizhi walked out of the room slowly, looked outside the palace to the southeast, and slowly closed his eyes. The spiritual consciousness extended out, stretching thousands of miles, slowly covering the entire capital, and was still extending outwards.
Fang Qianlong, who was running wildly, suddenly felt his heart beating wildly, and he suddenly had a feeling that he was being watched. Fang Qianlong had experienced this feeling countless times when he was practicing in the Beggar Clan, and he couldn't be more familiar with it now.
Fang Qianlong took back his steps, sat down against the wall along the roadside, grabbed a tattered piece of clothing discarded by a passerby, covered himself, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
His spiritual consciousness swept through, and Zhao Yizhi didn't notice anything strange. There were at least thousands of beggars sleeping on the streets in the capital. Zhao Yizhi didn't notice Fang Qianlong who was sleeping.
"I obviously feel something is wrong, why didn't I find it..." Zhao Yizhi opened his eyes, full of doubts, but couldn't find anything unusual, so he had to go back to his bedroom to rest.
Fang Qianlong, who was lying on the tattered clothes, opened his eyes with a wicked smile on his lips. He somersaulted onto the roof and ran towards his destination.
