Chitose made the same action as Tsubame Saburo:

Over the wall.

Outside the walls are alleys, but empty.

What about Yan Xiaosan? She looked left and right, calling twice, and the voice spread far away in the night sky, without echoing.

It didn't make sense, and she heard him slam the door.

This little fool shouldn't slam the door with his fist, he doesn't have any cultivation now, and he can't get a hand of blood if he smashes it?

It's really a smart one, and it's foolish for a while!

Chitose stroked the wooden door, and there were only two half-peeling patent leather on the door, but there was no trace of Yan Saburo smashing it.

She looked back at the alley, and there was muddy water in the hollows of the pavement, and the lame broken bench had been lying under the wall for an unknown amount of time, and the wood was half rotten and blackened by the dampness.

What else, Yan Lie and Duan Fang's two groups were fighting fiercely here, why didn't they even leave anything?

If she heard correctly, someone here was screaming miserably.

Someone called, someone was injured and killed.

Yan Lie's goods are ruthless, and he will never leave a living mouth.

If Duan Fang and the others retreat in embarrassment, they will not have time to take away the remains of their partners.

So, where are the dead and where is the blood?

How could she find Yan Xiaosan?

Once again, Chitose is sure that this is not an illusion.

Perhaps, it is a small world of its own laws?

She shook her head to herself.

This statement can explain why all the will power and true power are invalid here, but it can't explain why everyone's belongings are missing.

Where is the way out of this place?

Chitose jumped on the courtyard wall again and looked around, but found nothing.

Asura pressed his arm, and there was a little goosebump on his white and tender skin.

It's a stress response, the feeling of being watched again, like someone trying to see her inside out.

Up to no good.

She thought about it, and simply stood on the courtyard wall and closed her eyes, like an old monk in a fixed place.

The people behind the scenes separated her from Yan Xiaosan, why?

Do you want to deal with her, or do you want to deal with Yan Xiaosan alone?

If the latter is the case, maybe Yan Xiaosan is in a bad situation now?

She was furious.

At that moment, there seemed to be a voice from behind the room.

She entered through the backyard, and the voice came from the front door.

Chitose suddenly opened his eyes, jumped off the wall, and walked to the side of the house.

The house was not big, but the open space in front of it was not small, but it was a whole threshing field.

Chitose shrank back and hid herself in the shadow of the house, for there were people, campfires, and carriages in the barnyard!

Three feet away from her, the flames licked and ate the firewood, making irregular crackling sounds, boiling water while using light and heat to drive away the darkness and cold of the night.

Three or four men sat around the campfire, some holding tin cups to drink, some reaching out to bake the fire, and some stringing fat voles to the top of the fire.

They are all cloth clothes, and in winter they only wrap themselves in thick jackets, almost wrapping themselves into balls.

Chitose could see from their clothing, demeanor, mannerisms, and teeth that these were civilians living at the bottom, and most of them made money from their own labor. At least, the guys and coachmen of Yanji Trading House are almost like this.

There were five or six wagons around, all of them disgraced, and none of them were arrogant. Two of the carriages were lit up.

There were still people inside.

Is this still Sifeng Town?,Chitose frowned. How could there be such a big threshing floor in the alley? If she was not mistaken, there was a big haystack at the edge of the threshing floor.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people in front of her were not looking, she quietly stepped back.

But after walking to the house, she was stunned again:

Where is there a courtyard behind the house, where is there a wooden door, where is there a wall?

The hut stood alone on a large flat field, with a sparse grove behind it and a large field in front of it, which looked very empty.

What about the alleys?

After Chitose was stunned, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The people behind the scenes want to tease her and intimidate her, right? Let's try it and see who has the last laugh!

The forest in the dark was obviously not a good choice, so she turned around and walked to the front of the house.

Those sub-village men dared to provoke her, and she happened to be angry.

The evening breeze swayed the old signboard in front of the house, and Chitose saw that there were three words written on it, and half of the word "post" was dropped.

It was an abandoned barn that was later converted into a post station, providing a place for travelers to and from the mountains and forests, and often providing drinking water for a fee.

The inn was very small, with four or five rooms at most, none of which were lit up now. Chitose has accompanied Yan Saburo to the north and south for so many years, and I don't know how many times I have lived in various post stations, and I know that it is not easy for civilians to beg for life outside. Although the road meets the station, most of the guests do not pay for the guest room, and only sleep in the carriage.

Every penny is precious.

It was dark, and the horses were all untied to rest.

Chitose didn't deliberately hide her figure, but the men gathered around the fire turned a blind eye to her and continued to chat.

This is unusual. She raised her eyebrows and simply walked straight out, but the characters in the scene were still talking to themselves, and they glanced at it casually, and they were also careless.

They can't see her?

The hamsters baked by the fire were roasted, and a man in a gray hat picked up a skewer and was about to start eating, when his eyes suddenly looked at Chitose!

"Come!" he actually beckoned to Chitose and handed the hamster string forward, "Baby, do you want to eat meat?"

As soon as he made this move, Chitose couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, but it was very awkward to hear his name.

But anyone with long eyes won't associate her with "baby", right?

"Come on, it's meat. The Greyfur Hat beckoned again, "Have you ever eaten meat?"

His eyes were straight at her, no, behind her!

Chitose turned around and saw a little girl standing under the eaves, five or six years old at most, with a white face and hands, and big eyes.

The gray hat is not wrong, the girl in the little red dress is really like a rag doll.

But as soon as he said so, the little girl shrank back and ran to the back of the carriage.

"The little cub is afraid of life, it's not fun!" The gray hat was disappointed, pulled out the dagger from his waist, first cut off the hamster's head, sprinkled some salt on the meat, and then came close to his mouth and blew it, and took a bite, "It's so fragrant! Hey, take such a small baby on the road, the parents don't know what to think." ”

There are a thousand inconveniences when going out, and people usually don't bring such a small child with them.

The man next to him was over fifty years old, his hair was small and half gray, and he was lighting a dry tobacco pouch after drinking water. "Let's walk for another day and we'll be in Hongbing Town. The richest landlord in town, do you know who it is?"

"Needless to say, Hong Dahu. "Gray hat without thinking," Hongyue Town is said to have been first built by the two families surnamed Hong and surnamed Yue, and now there are no one in the Yue family, and they are about to change their name to Hongjia Town. ”

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