Ma Chenghui returned to the courtyard, and he saw the thin and not plump Widow Zhang sitting in front of the house in a daze. For Widow Zhang, he was grateful, he himself did not expect that he would survive, thinking of those brothers of the Flying Bird Camp whose fate was unknown, his heart couldn't help but darken.

"I'm back." Widow Zhang saw Ma Chenghui walk into the courtyard and said hello to the other party. Maybe the bloody smell that had permeated the Tianjing Pass City in the past few days had not yet dissipated, or perhaps it was the anxiety of these days, Widow Zhang's face was a little haggard, and the wooden stool with one foot about to break made a creaking sound under her raised and suppressed body.

"Hmm", Ma Chenghui gave the other party a response, he felt a pair of burning eyes staring at him, but he still pretended not to feel it, and walked straight into the room, just like he had crossed the wall to enter. In the past few days, he didn't understand the other party's thoughts.

He dodged into the room, and he could clearly feel the resentful gaze that remained behind him, but he still pretended not to know anything. sighed in his heart, in the past few days, he has eaten at Widow Zhang's house, lived in Widow Zhang's house, and he is also an energetic man, but what qualifications do he have, he couldn't help but think secretly in his heart. He was just a thief, but he met Zhao Kuangyin by chance, and then he became a spy of the Flying Bird Battalion in the Great Zhou Kingdom.

Besides, he lives on the tip of a knife, and it is not certain whether he can escape from this Tianjing Guancheng. Although staying at Widow Zhang's house is only a temporary safety, it does not ensure the safety of the first life. He may be discovered by the Northern Han army occupying the city at any time, and he will also involve the other party at that time.

Alas, he buried himself in the shadows of this house. There was still a faint smell of blood on his body, and he didn't know which brother this smell of blood belonged to, and which Great Zhou warrior it belonged to. The whole city is closed, and I don't even know the news from the outside, let alone escape. But he believed that his master Zhao Kuangyin and the Great Zhou army would definitely arrive, and the Great Zhou would sooner or later take this heavenly pass.

Widow Zhang's resentful gaze dissipated, she didn't understand why this taciturn man would be lukewarm to herself, although she didn't have a superior appearance, and she didn't make men salivate a plump figure, but her appearance was also delicate. And she also has the charm of a mature woman, how can she not attract that silent and rough man.

There was a loud scolding of the mother and son next door, and I don't know how many times the mother and son have scolded the mother and son in the past few days, from the Northern Han army to the Khitans, and then to the incompetence of the officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou. She was tired of listening to it, but she had to listen to it when she was tired of it, just like she processed animal meat every day, the same process, the same method, and she herself felt that she was almost bored. Finally, his life set off a little waves, but he didn't expect that this man was a brute who didn't understand the amorous feelings.

Of course, she also knew that there was an old man next door, but she had never been curious, and she didn't care about the identity of the old man. Whenever the mother and son next door scolded unscrupulously, the corners of Widow Zhang's mouth would raise a trace of ridicule, what can you do if you scold, you mother and son have the ability to kill those Northern Han troops who occupied the city.

However, Widow Zhang is also a little worried, after all, if this continues, her livelihood may become a problem. There are no hunters in the neighborhood to go out to hunt, and they can't buy animal meat themselves, so it's really not a way to sit back and eat empty. What's more, there is another rugged man in his family who eats a lot of food, and the food in his family is getting less day by day.

The sky slowly darkened, and dark clouds hung over the sky like the dark shadows in the hearts of everyone in this Tianjing City, lingering all the time. This damn weather, why doesn't it rain again, if it rains again, the bloody aura that permeates this Tianjing City will be completely cleaned.

"It's a strange and stuffy day, the slave family is going to sit next door, are you going?" Widow Zhang knew that there was no interest in facing this silent brute, so she decided to go to the door so that she could find out the news in the city. She believed that the inhabitants of the city would not be able to sit idly by, and if even survival was a problem, then the people of the city would definitely take action. Don't look, this is Taihang Mountain, full of fierce beasts, and there is no outstanding hunter in this city.

In fact, Ma Chenghui also wants to know the situation in the city, and the neighbor in Xiangli is a good place to find out information. He agreed without thinking about it, but regarding his relationship with Widow Zhang, he believed that Widow Zhang would handle it herself, and he didn't have to worry about it. Although he had not dealt with the mother and son next door, he had heard Widow Zhang talk about it after dinner.

Widow Zhang was stunned for a while, she didn't expect this brute to agree. She is not a very curious woman, and she has not asked about the identity of this barbarian, but she believes that this barbarian is by no means a bad person, otherwise he would not have been chased and killed by the Northern Han army and the Khitans and had nowhere to escape.

"Ouch, lady of the Zhang family, why are you here." Gao Chengde's mother was very surprised that Widow Zhang brought someone to visit, and stood in this courtyard to greet Widow Zhang. Her gaze shifted from the widow's body to the strange man, lingering only for a few breaths, but then moving away.

Gao Chengde is obviously a little shy, and he has suffered for this pungent widow of the Zhang family. On weekdays, the widow of the Zhang family often makes fun of him, saying what to introduce his daughter-in-law to him, and then when he is full of hope, she hits him hard. What makes him hate and resent the widow of this Zhang family is all kinds of flavors anyway.

The dirt on the ground was still wet, and the smell of blood on the streets outside the courtyard poured into the courtyard from time to time, and there was a trace of solemnity in the air. The dark clouds in the sky are getting lower and lower, as if they can be plucked out, as if this God is brewing a bigger and more drenching rain.

Ma Chenghui nodded to Gao's mother, and then he was silent, this time, he only came with ears and eyes, he wanted to know more information. When his gaze moved from the young Gao Chengde to an old man in cloth, he couldn't help but tighten.

He didn't expect to meet Xiao Yujing here, and he didn't expect Xiao Yujing to stay in Tianjing City. Recognizing Xiao Yujing at a glance, he couldn't help but get nervous, the other party was a martial arts master on the famous side, and his martial arts cultivation realm was unfathomable, not to mention that he Ma Chenghui, there were very few people in the world who could stand side by side with him.

He didn't dare to stay on the old man for too long, lest he be discovered by the other party. And his heart set off a huge wave, he knew that this was the case, why did he promise Widow Zhang to come out. Wouldn't it be nice to stay in that dark room by yourself, but wouldn't you have fallen into the net?

Xiao Yujing's eyes were full of cloudy eyes, and he was sitting under the eaves with the appearance of an old dragon clock, and beside him was the young Gao Chengde. He didn't pay any attention to the ordinary people in this closed city, even the mother and son of the Gao family who took him in, he was just polite and perfunctory.

Although Ma Chenghui can't be called a martial artist, he has killed people after all, and after being a bandit for so long, there is still a trace of blood on his body after all. For a martial arts master, such a bloody aura was of course easy to detect, and he didn't understand why there was a man with a bloody aura on his body in this city pass.

Xiao Yujing couldn't help but glance at the rugged brute a few more times, and he saw some strange looks in the flickering eyes of the other party. Although the brute's eyes flashed and his silent face made him feel a strange feeling. He didn't know the brute, and he felt a flash of fear in his eyes.

Why is there fear in the other party's eyes, which makes Xiao Yujing feel extremely weird, he doesn't know this person at all. Could it be that he knows himself, he was shocked in his heart, the other party must know himself, so he will show fear. But he didn't know who the other party was or what his identity was, and he didn't care about a little minion like Ma Chenghui, but he was very curious about why the other party knew him.

secretly shouted in his heart, Ma Chenghui knew that he had inadvertently exposed his stuffing. The fine sweat on his forehead soon oozed out, and although he lowered his head, he still felt Xiao Yujing's doubtful gaze on him, which made him feel even more uneasy.

Obviously, the other people present did not notice this abnormality, Widow Zhang and Gao's mother chatted, and did not notice the nervous Ma Chenghui behind her. Only Gao Chengde's eyes occasionally swept over Ma Chenghui's body, and he only saw the fine sweat on Ma Chenghui's forehead, but he didn't think about it in detail.

Ma Chenghui sat behind Widow Zhang, he tried not to leave Xiao Yujing under the eaves, and could only quietly listen to the small talk between the mother and son of the Gao family and Widow Zhang. He also found that Xiao Yujing was obviously not interested in their conversation, just squinting his eyes slightly, but occasionally a sharp gaze would fall on him from time to time. It makes Ma Chenghui feel like he is on pins and needles, it is very unnatural, he can't wait to leave here immediately, but he still can't make any moves, so Xiao Yujing will definitely suspect that he will really be in danger at that time.

This is really more painful than killing him, but he has to maintain the status quo, listening to the gossip between the mother and son of the Gao family and Widow Zhang, while secretly paying attention to Xiao Yujing, who seems to be old. Fortunately, Xiao Yujing only had a suspicious look in his eyes, and he did not come forward to ask, nor did he show any hostility.

There was no information, and the Tianjing Guancheng after dark was like a fierce beast that was still moving, and the dark clouds under the black pressure were low and depressed, and there was a feeling that the mountain rain was coming.

Ma Chenghui followed Widow Zhang back to his courtyard, but his heart was inexplicably uneasy, and Xiao Yujing put too much pressure on him. If this old man knew his identity, what should he do, then what was Xiao Yujing's purpose in staying in this patio pass. With his strength, he is simply a grasshopper shaking a tree, and it is impossible for him to find out Xiao Yujing's true purpose.

Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, and the brothers who died under the knives of the Northern Han army and the Khitans appeared in front of him, and the blood-stained streets were filled with rolling blood, which made his brain churn. And at this time, he met Xiao Yujing again, which made him even more uneasy.

From next door came the faint snoring of the widow, her even breathing undulating, but he himself was not sleepy at all. Outside the window, it was still a dark night, and his eyes couldn't close, but what was boiling in his mind was the screams of the brothers of the Flying Bird Battalion and the officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou, as well as Xiao Yujing's sharp eyes flashing in like ghosts.

Just as Ma Chenghui was angrily wielding away the poignant scenes in his mind, he felt that the window suddenly darkened. And he sat up from the bed violently, and at this time, he found that there was a ghostly figure beside his bed. His face suddenly turned pale, and there was even more cold sweat on his forehead and back, because he saw clearly the person who suddenly appeared next to his bed, and that person was Xiao Yujing.