Chapter 0001: Failed Stalking
The north wind suddenly rises and urges the leaves to fall, and the residual lotus stands to attract the cold finches.
On the huge surface of the North Sea, there are only three or three lotus poles left, still standing upright, and the only remaining dead leaves of the willow trees at the water's edge have also been swept away by the protruding north wind.
On the path by the lake, before dawn, there are pedestrians shuttling back and forth, with large and small burdens in their hands, and most people's destination is on a street not far to the south.
In late autumn, the street of Liulichang has changed the depression of previous years, and the street is full of people coming and going, and it is very lively.
In the crowd of people who hurriedly shuttle to beg for life, there are occasionally masters who do not worry about food and clothing and do not worry about war.
Qian Siqi shook three times in one step, seemingly casually wandering around the street of Liulichang, his eyes staring wildly, occasionally bending down to look at the objects on the street stalls.
The folding fan diagonally inserted into the collar at the back of the head is particularly conspicuous in early winter. And the pie with his hands on his sleeves made the old cannon basking in the sun on the street look straight and shake his head.
The stall owner on the street didn't bother to take care of it: this product looked well-dressed, but it had been wandering on the street for several days, and he hadn't seen it. It is estimated that it is the hardcore crops of the Manchus, and there is no money to wander around, and now it is the time when the things in hand are in a hurry to sell, and there is no time to talk to him.
Qian Siqi rubbed his sour eyes, tilted his head seemingly casually, and glanced at an adult man who was gesturing with his hands on a roadside stall not far awayβthe target person who had been wandering the street for several days, and was trying to find a way to pass on the information.
Qian Siqi sighed lightly: Although he has been exposed a long time ago, he can't rush forward, both sides are staring at him, and now he can only look at Zhao Wuxian in the same group.
On the second floor of an antique shop down the street, a bloated adult stared down the street.
Seeing the situation on the street, he couldn't cry or laugh: "These little rabbits are too damaged, but they are hanging not far away, and they don't do anything." But it looks like it, and I usually come to these places to hang out.
Thanks to the blessing of the Japanese, the glass factory has prospered a lot recently, and if you want to put it down, these two people are too conspicuous, and none of them can run. β
As he spoke, he pretended to be casual and glanced at several two-story buildings across the street, and after finding nothing unusual, he turned his gaze back to the street.
On the second-floor teahouse on the east side of the fat boss, in the private room facing the street, three young people were also paying attention to the two people on the street: "Innocent, you said we were just stiff with them?" β
"What do you mean to be stiff?"
Zhao Wuxian put down the binoculars in his hand and rewarded his little friend Li Yu with a tofu eye: "After staring at it for the past few days, at least it is a little rewarding, according to the rules and regulations of Huang San's activities downstairs in the past few days, it has been determined that the next home of the joint should be in this area, but it may not be." β
"If according to Daddy, the most important thing is timeliness, then why don't you win. By the way, the three stores where Huang San stayed the longest? β
"Xiao Yi, don't think about it quickly, Dad said that the assessment time is limited to one week, which means that there is still plenty of time for intelligence, and it is not so important."
Li Yu sighed: "I just went to the bottom of the three stores, one is Uncle Hanyun's, the other is Mr. Cong Bi, and we also know the owner of the other family, Uncle Xishan." β
"Actually, we're very close to the answer."
Zhao Wuxie's face was bitter: "They also have people staring at their own people, the building across the street, only we are two floors opposite, compared to our own level, now we can be sure that the next home of the joint should not be across the road, and it is unlikely that the small burden is fast, and the chance of exposure is too great." β
"Or let's have a dull stick at night," Li Yuyin smiled and gestured.
"I don't want to die yet."
Sun Yi shrank his neck, "Just think about it, the third brother's kung fu has been practiced like that, and he can only be a shopkeeper, and those who can run in the field are hard stubble." According to my father's virtues, the results of Wing Chun, grappling and mixed martial arts who can run in the field are at least excellent, who knows if there is any work to press the bottom of the box......"
"I've talked to Uncle Hanyun."
Li Yu gritted his teeth, "Dad's hometown is from Shenxian County, ancestral medical skills, and he has learned boxing from Master Guo of Xingyi Boxing for more than ten years, and then he also mixed Yihe Boxing, and then he has been mixed in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years. According to the old man, our ancestors are still Jinyiwei, who knows what other Yin damage stunts we don't know. β
"Then you can't admit defeat, we'll just mess with them."
Zhao Wuxian nodded helplessly.
"Ahh
"Daddy," the fat boss hurriedly led the man upstairs, asked the guy to make tea, and sat on the other side by himself.
"Xuan Xiao, sit down," Liuyun beckoned, "What about these little rabbit cubs?" β
"It's okay, I bit Lao Jiu."
Liu Xuanxiao smiled and nodded, "The heart is careful enough, Lao Jiu will stop at the door of which house for a while, and they will go to check the bottom of which house, but Lao Jiu is a thief enough, and now take them around in circles." β
"Don't give it back to me," Liuyun picked up the fan in his hand and knocked Liu Xuanxiao's head, "In the future, if you want to face the Japanese, something goes wrong, and you need to fill in with your life." β
"The real battle should be in the next few days, you should always put your heart in your stomach!"
Liu Xuanxiao smiled and picked up the teacup and handed it to Liuyun.
"Business is okay now, right?"
Liuyun raised the tea cup, took the lid and flicked the tea leaves floating on the water.
"Mr. Cong Bi has been here several times, if I hadn't secretly stopped it, he would have bought your masterpiece and the flat reply."
Liu Xuanxiao couldn't cry or laugh: "Your old craft, at least you are also a master." β
"It's a pity that none of you unfilial sons can succeed."
Liuyun sighed softly.
"Dad, I'm not this material."
Liu Xuanxiao lowered his head and found a block: "But Lao Jiu should be okay, at least he can handle calligraphy and painting." β
"Nonsense, if I hadn't said that kung fu has reached the point of refining the gods all depends on self-cultivation, he probably won't even be able to take a pen, and he will sell dog meat on the head of a sheep, he would be a martial idiot."
Liuyun let out a long sigh.
Liu Xuanxiao nodded, looking at the slightly frosty temples in front of him, the old man in his fifties, with a face that had been standing for a long time, he always felt a little weird, but he got used to it after a long time.
"Among so many younger brothers and sisters, there is no suitable person to inherit your old mantle? Why don't you take in another batch of disciples? β
"Let's talk about it after the world is peaceful."
Liuyun waved his hand, "Now, Songnen has lost his hand, but Zhang Hanqing will cry, and the basin of 918 has been buckled on Jiang Guangtou's head." So what do we do next? β
"The main direction of attack of intelligence has shifted to the Japanese," Liu Xuanxiao hesitated, "but is it an undercover candidate?" β
"Are you willing to be your own brothers and sisters?" Liuyun gave a roll of his eyes angrily, "Let the Japanese and the Northern Su Sandpiper fight." β
"Then the intelligence of the CPSU was useful a few years ago," Liu Xuanxiao twisted the beard on his chin, and then suddenly seemed to understand something, his eyes widened, "Old man, are you ready to help the Dragon Court?" No wonder ......"