While they were talking, they didn't pay attention to some children in thick coats holding windmills passing by. Xu Xiake quickly pulled them aside: "Be careful, these children may be pickpockets, in case something is taken away." That’s troublesome.”
"Pickpocket? So cute, so he could be a pickpocket~"
Song Siyuan looked at the children. They were cute and naive, but they were no match for pickpockets.
Yue Guanchao looked at the children making faces at them, raised his arms to scare them away, turned around and said:
"Song Qianjin, if you don't go down to earth easily, you will be easily separated from the common people. I didn't let you personally distribute the money this morning because I was afraid that you would suffer a loss."
Once these children become pickpockets, it is difficult to deal with them. If you catch a middle-aged thief, you will be beaten to death and then sent to the police. If you are convicted of theft, no one will be able to say no, but it is different when you catch these children. , as long as they take out the money and cry in the street, you can only endure the nausea and let him go. If you really beat the child to death, it would be a great crime. The officials may even ask for the blame, which is not worth the loss.
Therefore, some pickpocketing gangs deliberately capture children and ask them to steal for them. If the child is caught, they will intercede as a relative of the child. If they are not caught, the family's next meal will be secure.
Xu Xiake nodded, convinced: "Brother-in-law is right. I feel that the children we saw this morning must be pickpockets. I even forgot to remind you to be careful about the things hanging on your body."
"Don't worry, with my skills, even the King of Heaven can't rob me."
Yue Guanchao still had confidence in his body and bones. Before he finished speaking, Xu Xiake hurriedly covered his mouth: "Hush, hush, there is a local evil in Xijing. If you talk about a bastard or a turtle, you can eat the noodles in a random way, but you can't talk nonsense." Society (nonsense)!”
"Hey~ Director Xu, have you washed your hands? Just cover my mouth."
Yue Guanchao quickly opened the little Taoist priest's hands and spat.
Xu Xiake quickly waved his hand, with a cryptic look: "Let me tell you, Xijing was the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties. Not to mention Xijing City, even if it was expanded to dozens of miles away, it was an imperial city in ancient times. The scope includes talented people from the south and generals from the north. The emperor is buried in the loess of Shaanxi. I don’t know how many princes and generals are buried in the outer suburbs of Xijing. Maybe the emperor of that dynasty is buried where we are standing. !”
These words made everyone tense up and quickly moved aside.
"Stop talking nonsense and go back quickly. I think it's getting late."
They came out after noon and had another conversation with shopkeeper Sun. When they came out, the sun had tilted to the west, and even the air was gradually getting colder. Since they were not in a hurry to go back, they stopped calling rickshaws and groped their way to the south. Take the main road and follow the ancient trees along the road back to the inn.
Step into the foyer and cross the hallway.
Yue Guanchao wanted to push the door open, but when he saw that his door was ajar, his heart skipped a beat. Everyone hurriedly reached for their waists. Seeing that the key was not lost, Song Siyuan and Yue Qingshan finally relaxed and he was the only one with a sad face. Pulled out a few copper coins.
The key was obviously stolen!
"Look at what I said. I told you not to talk nonsense. It's okay now."
Yue Guanchao quickly opened the door and rushed in. In the guest room, apart from the inn's belongings, there were the Second Artillery, Xu Xiake and his luggage. He opened his backpack and rummaged around. Nothing had been touched, including his vest, undershirt, and pants. Only their money was taken away.
"Brother, why are all our money gone?"
Xu Xiake didn't bring a penny with him at all, he only cared about schadenfreude. Before he even let out a few laughs when he walked into the guest room, the smile immediately solidified on his face: "Where did my sword barrel go? There are a lot of good things in it. The Taiqing Mirror, the Mojian, the Blood Talisman Rope, the Bagua Pan, and my Guan Disk and Pass are all gone."
"Why do these little thieves steal my things? Why don't they take your stuff?"
Xu Xiake looked mournful, his jade-white face turned red, and he looked like he was about to cry but had no tears.
Yue Guanchao saw that the little Taoist priest was still sarcastic just now. It was his turn finally. He spread his hands and said, "I don't know. Who wants the two of us in T-shirts and pants? They probably want your sword barrel." The treasure inside is considered an antique."
"Unlucky, unlucky, it was stolen at the door of my house."
"How many things are you missing?"
Yue Guanchao looked at the luggage with his lips pursed: "The second artilleryman doesn't have much money on him. Between the two of us, we have fifty yuan."
"That's quite a lot. It's a huge sum of money anyway. I guess we leaked the money outside and got these kids to focus on it. Now let's see if it's reported to the official or something else?"
After Song Siyuan finished speaking, she walked to the bedside and pulled the rope. As the bell rang, the young man who came to receive them in the morning walked in: "Oh, what's going on? Guest."
"Store, our things were stolen. Did you see a group of children coming?"
The young man recalled Song Siyuan's words for a moment and nodded: "If you want to ask that, there is really a half-year-old child. He said he was a small seller of candied haws. You saw that he was pitiful and gave him a piece of ocean to buy them all, and he said You give him the key and ask him to bring it in first. When I saw the key and Da Yang, I believed their words and let them in."
"They put the candied haws in the bag and left, and even returned the key."
After saying that, he put the key on the table and brought in the candied haws jar from the balcony with more than a dozen brightly colored candied haws on it.
"These little bastards repay kindness with vengeance. We gave him money with good intentions, but it caused disaster for ourselves."
Yue Guanchao suppressed his anger and said, "It's not the store's fault. When people see the key, they can only assume that they really bought the candied haws to eat!"
"Brother, let's report to the official~"
Yue Erpao felt sorry for his more than ten yuan, and wished he could report it to the officials on the spot!
