Whizzing!
Before he even started, several people couldn't hold themselves back and ran into Chaotian Street at a fast speed.
For a moment, several black shadows scattered across Chaotian Street from various alleys, trying to run to the other side.
Then, the city tower rustled several times, and something seemed to fly towards these people.
Some black figures were hit and fell down immediately, without even a chance to suffer pain.
Wow...this little guy is so restless!
Yue Guanchao was in shock. He had just stepped out and immediately retracted his foot. If he had started earlier, he would have been on his way by now.
The defense of the Chao family is so terrifying!
He looked into the distance and saw a black figure with good skills, but he could only barely dodge the bow and arrow. He may have realized that he couldn't move forward, so he somersaulted and fled towards the alley.
Yue Guanchao looked forward, and the bow and arrow had already flown towards him. If it hit this man, he would definitely die on the spot.
He picked up the stone on the ground and threw it towards the bow and arrow with his wrist.
Dang clang rustle!
The stone arrows collided and bounced away immediately.
The man in black looked back at him, whispered a thank you, and disappeared into the darkness without knowing his direction.
Yue Guanchao didn't want to save him, but this man dared to break into the court at night and he was considered a hero.
Since ancient times, heroes have been heroes. He cannot ignore death and save others.
In this way, he could only give up his plan to visit the court at night. Originally, the purpose of visiting the court at night was to get familiar with the direction, but now it was more important to save his life.
Yue Daring put his tail between his legs and returned to the inn. When Song Siyuan saw him coming back, she asked:
"How's it going? Have you gone in?"
He shook his head and looked sad:
"It's crazy to go in. Several guys died in front of me. I even stretched out my legs."
"Huh? You didn't even touch the door."
Song Siyuan was stunned.
Yue Guanchao lay on the bed with his legs crossed:
"More than that, I can't even cross the 100-meter-wide street."
Song Siyuan sighed:
"I finally understand the purpose of building a 100-meter-wide street in Chaojia. This is a thunder pond. It is a warning to some people that if they dare to take a step beyond the thunder pond, they will definitely die."
Unable to visit the palace at night and peer into the windows, they had no choice but to return home.
Yue Guanchao returned to the clubhouse, recalling the jugglers, and asked Song Siyuan to go back to the courtyard alone. He crept up the high wall and looked at the courtyard.
The people in the juggling troupe were practicing martial arts. The young man in the red coat sat in the vinegar vat with an expression of extreme pain and beads of sweat on his head.
As expected, this young man in red coat is a man-made "wizard", and they must come from outside the country.
Is this large group of people, traveling from inside the customs to outside the customs, just performing sideshows?
Moreover, when he got closer to the man in black, he could clearly smell the faint acetic acid that was specially masked by the spices!
Yue Guanchao thought clearly, so he walked down the courtyard wall and returned to the small building.
…
The next morning, it was bright.
Yue Guanchao couldn't help but feel happy when he heard that the leader of the building was going to deliver the costumes to the court. He and Song Siyuan pretended to be maids and walked to the court, followed by more than a dozen carriages and horses and saluted towards Chaotian Street.
Chaotian Street during the day is completely different from the chaos and terror at night.
The entire street runs from the east to the west of the town. On both sides of the rammed earth stone road, there are dense ancient trees like clouds.
The hundred-meter-wide street has been occupied by vendors. Three hundred and sixty people from all walks of life and religions gathered in front of the door. Those who walked through the streets in disguise, those who pulled carts and horses shook their arms, and those with heavy makeup pinched their throats. He waved frequently and glanced at the traffickers and lackeys.
All the businessmen were noisy and enthusiastic, selling constantly, and there were nearly ten thousand people inside and outside of all kinds.
However, this prosperous market seemed to be coerced and automatically opened a road in front of the door.
Yue Guanchao looked up in his shorts. There were several more bamboo cages on the towering city wall, and they were all filled with people in black clothes and black coats.
It is expected that these people came to visit the palace at night. With such a warning, who would dare to go to the door of the palace.
The carriage crossed Broad Street and finally arrived in front of the palace gate.
Everyone was restrained by the Chao family's arrogance and could not help but let out a low drink.
There is a green-tiled and red-painted archway in front, with lanterns and lanterns hanging high, and the word "Chaofu Courtyard" is extravagant.
In front of him, even the Tang Mansion would fall flat.
Passing through the archway, the main entrance of the Chaofu Palace has the specifications of a royal palace, with wide beam bays, triple porches, and tall buildings with majestic eaves.
There are bluestone steps sandwiched between horse walking slopes on both sides, and many luxury cars and horses are tied to a row of horse-standing stones.
"Stop, what are you doing?"
On both sides of the porch, guards stopped them.
"Brother, please inform the concierge that the Fengtian Futang Theater Troupe is here to see you off."
"Wait, don't come near."
The nurse in black clothes made sarcastic remarks and had a bad look on his face, which made the other waiters quite unhappy.
"What are you so arrogant about? I don't even have a general in my family, so I dare to make such a big show."
"You don't even know about the Futang Opera Troupe, you're just a bumpkin."
They wanted to continue muttering, but when they saw Lou Wenliang's reproachful look, they immediately shut up.
"They are members of a thousand-year-old dynasty, and the emperor who is running water probably can't say anything. Don't talk nonsense, lest disaster comes from your mouth."
"Oh, it turns out to be the leader of the building. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful. I'm not welcoming you from afar."
The third side door of Chao Mansion opened, and an old man in a melon hat and mandarin jacket walked out. He met the leader of the building and gave him a lot of compliments.
"Hurry up and open the Guangliang door and let the people from the building leader come in. They are a bunch of incompetent people."
