Without thinking too much, Han Jing must be the successor of a pre-Qin family, and she has completely declined in her generation.

Knowing how to make smoke balls means that this school is good at making tools and equipment. There are not many sects of good craftsmen in the pre-Qin period. In addition to the Mohist school, there are also famous Gongshuists.

Later, because the Han and Wu respected Confucianism, most sects gradually became marginalized and lowered, and each family had to branch and scatter their leaves to try their best to avoid being pulled out of roots. In order to rise in the future, the Four Spirits are typical of them.

The Gongshog is an exception. He has always been passed down in the form of a family, with a small number of people and little power.

The family is hidden in the world, and occasionally a small number of people will enter the world, mainly to communicate with and verify skills with the outside world, and to teach people's livelihood skills with the outside world. If you have no political ambitions, no one will be unable to get along with them.

Fengsha knew the situation of Gongshu, and Han Jing was definitely not Gongshu.

After a long time of twisting his mind, he had no idea. Han Jing didn't want to mention it, and he didn't want to ask.

After a while, the clothes were dried up, and the wind and sand asked Huisheng to come back to serve Han Jing's clothes, and told her to treat Han Jing as a distinguished guest in the future and not neglect her.

But Han Jing was very dissatisfied and thought that the distinguished guest was also a guest. She wanted to settle down and would rather continue to be a guest minister. At least half of the master's family, she was not as restricted as a retainer.

Of course, the wind and sand are hard to come by. I thought that Junshan Qinglong was a bit large and it would be like a way to coax her over.

As the sky gradually got late, Xiao Yan had not come back yet, but while the night was scattered, some sneaky people came, including young, strong, old, weak, women and children, as if they were looking for any remaining food.

The reason why I was sneaky is because I had been cleaning the streets long ago and the people who dared to run out now are either brave or the family is really out of food.

Huisheng only guarded the innermost warehouse door, and most people left when they saw this. At most, they had a bad temper and cursed a few words. If someone really got hungry in a few days, it would be hard to say.

Fengsha gradually became anxious, and it had been wasted a day. He probably would have broken the city the morning after tomorrow, leaving him with only tonight and tomorrow. There is really not much time left, so he can't wait for Xiao Yan here.

I had to remind myself that if the people come again, I must inquire about the location of the docks and the largest romance field in the city, and it is best to get a guide.

He knew that doing this was quite risky, and now he really didn't care. The Four Spirits are not a person who eats a good meal. The longer he stays here, the more likely he is to be found by He Guang.

The bag of food Xiao Yan brought was still left, and I exchanged it for a guide. He was a young beggar with a very honest face, but his eyes were circling. He was obviously a cunning little devil.

Now that we cannot pick and choose, the wind and sand left marks in the warehouse, and then took the little beggar to Fengyue Street.

The little beggar was very polite and claimed that he knew that all the alleys in the city could completely avoid all the main roads and streets, and would not be caught by the officers and soldiers who patrol the streets.

When he walked to a narrow alley, Fengsha suddenly asked, "How much is the bounty?"

The little beggar subconsciously said, "Fifty taels plus a fragrant bamboo gang..." He suddenly turned around and retreated, his eyes widened and shouted, "I, I planned to sell you at first, but then I disappeared."

Huisheng had already stood behind him and held the hilt of the sword.

Fengsha said lightly: "Do you know where I found something wrong? You obviously went north, but you didn't point north at every alley, thinking I didn't look at the moon?"

He really couldn't figure out so many complicated alleys, but he was right to find the right direction.

Once or twice, it may be a problem with urban layout, but more than three times, it is a problem with people.

The little beggar felt very regretful and thought he was very careful in doing things, so he pointed to the left and right. Not to mention outsiders, locals would be confused. But they didn't know that they didn't even look at the road and stared at the moon when they walked.

He lay on the ground and kept kowtowing, his mouth was both an old man and an ancestor, and he was obsessed with something, and he would never dare to do it again next time.

The wind and sand winked at the sound, and said coldly: "I'm slaughtered."

He drew his sword out of the sheath and climbed across the little beggar's neck. The cold blade made people feel goosebumps.

The little beggar was so scared that he had met a ruthless person who had killed someone without blinking. He immediately shook like a sieve and kept begging for mercy.

Fengsha waved his hand and asked Huisheng to close his sword, squatted in front of him and asked, "How do you know it's me?"

The little beggar hurriedly said, "Of course Wan only said he wanted to capture three women and one man and four foreigners. Although the number of old man is not as good as that of the outsider, he is a foreigner and hides, so..."

Fengsha curled his lips and said, "Money is charming. No matter whether it is right or wrong, it is absolutely right to try it, right?"

The little beggar nodded, and then realized it, and shook his head quickly.

Fengsha's eyes flashed with a faint faint light and he slowly said, "Give you a chance to take me to Yingxiang Pavilion. In less than half an hour, he will die."

Yingxiang Pavilion is the largest romantic scene in the city.

There are deacons outside the Shengtian Pavilion to handle the matter in advance, so they will definitely choose the most famous local romance.

First of all, prostitutes are inseparable and are considered to be peers to some extent. The key is that the two are not competitive and can support each other, so the other party not only welcomes them, but also wants them.

Secondly, the background of the largest romantic scene is usually deep enough to avoid many small troubles such as crazy bees and butterflies.

The little beggar could not withstand the deliberate spiritual impact of the wind and sand. He kept nodding, shrank and led the way, and answered questions and answered all the way. Don’t mention being so obedient.

He was indeed a little beggar. There was a big boss named Wan on the street where he begged. He was a small leader of the Xiangzhu Gang. At noon, he gathered all the gangsters on the street and offered a reward.

The second is to appreciate the most. The key is that a fragrant bamboo is to officially become a member of the Xiangzhu Gang, and you will be able to eat and drink delicious food in the future.

So not only this little beggar, but the whole streets and alleys were moving. They were all local snakes, familiar with the ground, and searched everywhere from street to street.

The little beggar did not come to the grain shop directly, but also heard from the neighbors who had sneaked out that someone lived in the grain shop, so he came to try his luck.

This is the lowest level person. Fengsha will not care about him. When he sees the signboard of Yingxiang Pavilion facing the street, he is ready to knock people out.

Although the war outside the city is noisy, Yingxiang Pavilion's business is actually pretty good, with brilliant lights and fragrant streets.

There is no shortage of people who are drunk and dreaming of death at all times, not to mention that the guests here are either rich or noble, and they are not worried about the consequences of the city being destroyed. Even if the emperor should be rich, it will still be rich.

There were many big men at the door, and they didn't come and see each other. They just lined up the door, not only carrying weapons, but also wearing consistent green clothes, with several fragrant bamboos embroidered in the corners of the robe.

Fengsha saw it and asked the little beggar.

The little beggar indeed said that it was from the Xiangzhu Gang.

The wind and sand couldn't help but frown.

The Xiangzhu Gang even called out a little beggar, and of course the gang members under his command were looking for them.

If you run over casually, wouldn’t you fall into the trap?
Chapter completed!