The man quickly left the prison.
After he walked quickly for a while, he couldn't help but look back.
"It's weird, why do I feel like someone is following me?"
He couldn't help but speed up, walked for a while, and then turned back suddenly.
The streets behind him were empty and there was no one around.
"I feel so paranoid about being in jail." The man rubbed his face.
He muttered, "It's better not to go back yet. Let's go get something to eat first. It's almost dawn."
He diverted to the morning market.
The sky is dim.
In the morning market, some stores were already open.
Hemp cakes, fragrant and hot butter tea, big bowls of hot noodles, and thin-skinned and big-filled tao shou.
The man bought a cake full of hemp and sat at the butter tea stall. "Boss, a bowl of butter tea."
While biting the hot pancake, he looked around.
There are gradually people coming and going on the street, some of whom are opening their doors to make a living.
There are also some people who arrive at the yamen early for lunch and have no time to sit down to eat, so they buy a pancake and carry it in their arms, and then rush on their way.
With the morning light, the morning market is a lively scene.
The man carefully drank a bowl of butter tea, threw down two copper coins, got up and left.
"No...I always feel like someone is staring at me." The man frowned and muttered.
Having a full meal did not make him relax his vigilance, but instead made his spirit become more and more tense.
He came to a deserted alley.
Suddenly he took out a Taoist talisman from his arms.
He looked back and forth, and although there was no one... the feeling of being watched was always with him.
"Should I inform Master? Ask Master, what should I do?"
He was about to use the talisman.
Suddenly, I heard rapid footsteps coming from the fork in the alley ahead.
The man was startled and quickly put away the Taoist Talisman.
Suddenly, a man in ragged clothes and unkempt hair ran out from the fork, and his face could not even be seen clearly.
"What are you doing..."
Before the man finished speaking, the ragged man stumbled towards him.
"Hey, don't come over here..."
The alley is relatively narrow.
If the man didn't turn around and go out, he would have had no choice but to run into this dirty-looking man head-on.
"What bad luck..." He spat and was about to turn around and run out.
Unexpectedly, the man ran faster than him.
The dirty man hit him hard.
"Ouch..."
The man screamed.
The dirty man stumbled next to him.
He immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
"It's so early in the morning, why do you smell like alcohol? You..."
"Ugh—" The ragged drunkard actually vomited!
Moreover, he vomited all over his shoes and his jumpsuit was covered with filthy vomit!
"You want to die, don't you?! Look at your vomit! Come back here! If you don't clean it up for me! Let's see if I don't beat you to death!"
The man was about to chase the drunkard, but suddenly he saw a huge purse dropped where the drunkard fell.
He was stunned for a moment, then picked up the purse, "Hey, it's heavy, can't it be silver?"
There was greed in the man's eyes.
He quickly opened his purse, and the bright silver ingot inside almost blinded him.
"Oh my God! Rich?!"
"That drunkard didn't steal it, did he?"
"It doesn't matter if he stole it! Anyway, I didn't steal it! I picked it up!"
The man quickly picked up the large bag of silver and shook off the dirt on his shoes.
"It's so disgusting... I'd better go back and wash up!"
The man endured his nausea, but couldn't help but feel happy.
He no longer cared about being paranoid, nor did he bother to take the Taoist talisman to inform his master, and went straight to his residence.
Wen Jin ducked into the space. He quickly took off his dirty clothes and jumped into the tub to wash himself.
She had suffered a lot in trying to look like a "ragged drunk".
And her messy hair, she rolled it several times in a haystack to get the look.
Fortunately, she took Xiao Yuchen's words into her heart...
When they left the prison in a carriage, Xiao Yuchen muttered in the carriage, "Although this Kun Yuan is young and promising, his promise lies in his cultivation of Taoism.
"But reconnaissance and tracking is another professional skill. Can he do this well by relying on Taoism alone? Will he alert the enemy?"
Hearing this, Wen Jin nodded immediately, "You're right, I'd better go and have a look."
After all, she has the cheating artifact of space.
Xiao Yuchen looked at her with a serious look, "You don't have to do this little thing yourself, right? I'll ask the people from the Imperial City Division who are responsible for reconnaissance..."
"Although the people in the Imperial City Department are good at reconnaissance, they don't know Taoism. If they encounter something involving Taoism, they will definitely suffer a loss."
Wen Jin pointed at himself pretending to be proud.
“I know Taoism and have experience in reconnaissance, who else can I give up?
“Although it is a small matter, it is often the small details that determine success or failure.
"We have done all the difficult things before, but what a pity it would be if we were careless about this little thing and our success failed."
After Wen Jin finished speaking, he hugged Xiao Yuchen's neck and pecked him on the face.
She jumped out of the carriage...
She hid in the gap between space and reality and ran back to the prison quickly.
Fortunately she caught up.
She saw that the man kept looking back.
Although Kun Yuan didn't tell him to see it, it was obvious that the man had noticed something.
Wen Jin watched helplessly as he took out the Tao Talisman - the only transmission talisman she knew!
Wen Jin frowned and thought, he was going to notify others!
Wen Jin immediately entered the space and took advantage of the time difference between the space and the outside world to dress herself up in a very embarrassed state.
The scene where the man touched porcelain during the day showed that he was a greedy person.
So Wen Jin deliberately dropped a large bag of silver.
As the saying goes, people easily get carried away when they are proud.
After picking up such a large bag of silver, he would be so happy that he would relax his vigilance.
Plus, she purposely "vomited."
The man had to quickly deal with his own embarrassment, unable to do two things at once.
His mind was elsewhere, and he naturally became less vigilant.
The man shook off the dirt on his shoes, briefly dealt with the dirt on his body, and then hurriedly walked towards the south of the city.
The south of the city is a civilian area, which was once a shanty town.
Many years ago, Wen Jin built a girls' school here. Later, after several expansions, many schools were built here.
The surrounding residential areas are also becoming increasingly dense.
The man turned into an inconspicuous inn.
The waiter at the inn had a burly appearance and alert eyes.
The man said a few words to him before he let him in.
It seems that the atmosphere is very different from other inns.
Not long after the man entered.
Kunyuan also pretended to be a guest and wanted to stay overnight.
The waiter at the inn stretched out his hand to stop him, "I'm sorry, sir, the store is full! There is no room! Please look elsewhere!"
The burly waiter was smiling but not smiling, and he had a rather intimidating aura.
Kun Yuan cupped his hands at him, "Please make it easier for me. There is a large store, so I can squeeze in. I'm alone and don't have much luggage. I'll stay one night and find my relatives in Kyoto, and then I'll leave. Got it!"
Kun Yuan pointed to the small baggage on his shoulders.
As he spoke, he took out a few copper coins and gave them to the waiter.
