By the window frame, Chen Ji looked solemn.

Jing Chao was about to siege the city, but the secret passage was just a guise used by Longmen Inn to eat black and there was no way out.

At this time, Xiaoman and Zhang Zheng were still stuttering. Zhang Xia couldn't help but simply stood up and stayed away.

She came to Chen Ji and asked curiously: "What are you thinking?"

Chen Ji suddenly asked, "Miss Zhang Er, is it possible to massacre the city after Jing Chao broke through the city?"

Zhang Xia was silent for a moment: "Jing Yuanzong Zeng personally led his troops to Guyuan. He was buried in Longshan and was caught in an arrow. The arrow was poisoned. It was useless to ask the monk Kujue Temple to treat him. He died after two months.

Before his death, he left his will, "If God blessed my son, he should take all the land of Guyuan, hunt down the remains, build Jingguan, and make his bones cover the wilderness for thousands of miles of naked land."

Chen Ji's mind was trembling, and even Xiaoman and Zhang Zheng no longer stumbled, and looked at Zhang Xia nervously.

Xiaoman looked at Chen Ji worriedly: "Young Master, Guyuan hasn't been lost for hundreds of years, so he should be able to keep it this time, right?"

Chen Ji didn't answer, and he couldn't answer.

What happened in Luocheng seems to have been a long time ago, but King Jing's death was like a butterfly flapping its wings on the other side of the ocean, shaking its storm in an unknown place. He didn't know how many people in the Guyuan border army wanted to avenge King Jing.

, How many people are planning to rebel and collude with the enemy?

Guyuan has never been broken before, but now no one dares to be sure.

Xiaoman asked in a low voice: "If Jing Chao really massacred the city, how many people can Guyuan survive?"

Zhang Xia stood by the window frame and looked back at her: "No one or two."

Xiaoman asked again: "Is there any way to survive?"

Zhang Xia recalled: "You can live if you surrender, but you must tattoo your face and sting the word "submission". This will stop the idea of ​​you returning to Ningchao."

Xiaoman was puzzled: "Who is willing to surrender to them so much?"

Zhang Zheng sneered: "It's better to live than to die."

Xiaoman glared at him: "If Jing Chao breaks the city, you will be the first to surrender! It's a pity that you are not an official, and they don't want you!"

Zhang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "You would rather die than surrender!"

Xiaoman sneered: "Do you have the backbone to die than surrender?"

Zhang Zheng said happily: "If I surrender, my father's official fan will definitely be removed from office and investigated by His Majesty. I can't cheat him."

Xiaoman ignored him and turned to Zhang Xia, "Why don't Jing Chao asks Xingguan to face him, aren't you afraid that Xingguan will wait for an opportunity to take revenge afterward?"

Zhang Xia sighed: "In fact, the official who is tattooed to kill his own people is more fierce than the Jingchao people. There was a general who was tattooed to surrender in the Jingchao Tiance army, who killed many Ningchao people, Qu Wushan

I disappeared after the battle."

Xiaoman lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Seeing the atmosphere tense, Chen Ji smiled and comforted, "Maybe it's just a false alarm? Let's take a break early, there is still something important to do tomorrow. Xiaoman, come and guard the middle of the night."

"oh……"

It's late at night and people are quiet.

Xiaoman, who was watching the night beside the window frame, looked around quietly. Chen Ji and Zhang Zheng were playing the floor outside, and Zhang Xia was playing the floor inside alone, with a curtain hanging in the middle.

She turned her head and was suddenly startled. She saw Wuyun lying on the windowsill with her hands in her arms, staring at her coldly.

Xiaoman suddenly felt a little strange. As the dark cloud breathed, his body was rising and falling at times, as if he was following a certain rhythm, and his hands seemed to be hiding a knife.

She shook her head, what was she thinking, just a raccoon slave.

Xiaoman tiptoed out of the door and was careful not to make any sound.

She walked downstairs to the bottom of the stairs, but saw a candlestick on the counter, and the shopkeeper was carrying a note to keep his account.

When the shopkeeper saw her coming down, he asked curiously: "Do you want hot water? Just go to the back and find Xiao Wu."

However, Xiaoman suddenly flipped his palm and a copper coin appeared: "Can the shopkeeper see this thing?"

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly: "Since I am a colleague, why didn't the guest official say anything when I asked 'use copper coins or silver' before?"

Xiaoman came across from the counter and said calmly: "The others don't know my identity, so they didn't show their identity."

The shopkeeper said oh, "It seems that the other three guests have nothing to do with my 'Light'. Guest, since I came to my Light Inn and lit up the copper coins, what are you asking for?"

Xiaoman asked in a low voice: "Does your inn leave Guyuan's secret passage?"

The shopkeeper hesitated.

Xiaoman asked calmly: "Even colleagues concealed it? Dinghuo Inn, come with copper coins and respond to all requests!"

The shopkeeper smiled and put down the brush in his hand: "Of course there are. I have two secret passages in Longmen Inn. I come to buy the way with silver and eat it. Only when I come with copper coins can I pass without any obstacles."

“Where’s the way?”

"Jingchao, Xijing Road, Fengshengzhou."

“There is only this path?”

“Only this one.”

Xiaoman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "How to calculate the money for buying a road?"

The shopkeeper picked up a bamboo stick, picked up the wick a little brighter, and then slowly said: "Two copper coins are one person."

Xiaoman hesitated. She only had two copper coins, but four people were leaving.

The shopkeeper put down the bamboo sticks and asked with a smile: "When will the guest officer leave?"

Xiaoman asked for a moment of silence: "I only have two copper coins. One copper coins can be exchanged for 200 taels of silver. Can I spend 1,200 taels and buy three more people to leave Guyuan through the secret passage?"

"There is no such rule." The shopkeeper looked at Xiaoman suspiciously: "Are you my lighted person? Why don't you even understand these rules? Where did you come from with your copper coins?"

Xiaoman hurriedly said, "You ask what you do... Can I use the light copper coins for others?"

The shopkeeper said meaningfully: "Celebrity, how can the life of others be important? You are willing to spend two copper coins on lights to buy your life for others, but are you worth these two copper coins in the eyes of others? Nowadays, the world of martial arts

In the world, if people do not care for themselves, heaven will be punished by the earth."

Xiaoman was slightly stunned: "That's right."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "You can leave the secret passage at any time, but the guest official needs to remember that you can't tell others about this, otherwise the lights will not allow you."

"I know the rules!"

After saying that, Xiaoman ran upstairs with his clothes and shook her hair. It was not until she entered the house that she leaned against the closed door and breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, she calmed down and tiptoed to the closet, quietly fumbled into Chen Ji's clothes. The next moment, she took out two strings of Buddhist Tongbao from the closet, which were all Chen Ji's belongings.

She bit her lower lip and seemed to struggle. She first looked at the Buddhist treasure in her hand, then looked at the sleeping traces on the floor, and didn't know what she was hesitating about.

Finally, Xiaoman sighed softly and stuffed Buddhist Tongbao back into Chen Ji's sleeve.

...

...

In the early morning, no dogs bark or roosters crowing.

The night in Guyuan is restless, the singers and dancers are waving and the sounds are bustling; but the morning is quiet, as if the mist in the morning blocks the sounds coming from afar.

In the room with Tianzi Jia, the residual heat of charcoal fire is still there.

Chen Ji sat up from the floor and turned to look at Xiaoman who was watching the night by the window lattice.

At this moment, Xiaoman's face was written with his worries, and he was muttering in his mouth.

Chen Ji looked at Zhang Zheng and Zhang Xia who were still sleeping, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoman, what are you muttering?"

Xiaoman was startled by his voice: "Ah, young master, are you awake? I, I... I didn't mutter anything."

Chen Ji looked at her suspiciously: "Didn't you mutter why are you panic?"

Xiaoman hurriedly stood up straight, stammered his neck and said, "I'm not panicking."

Chen Ji smiled and did not expose it.

Xiaoman hesitated for a moment with his lips pursed: "Young Master is going to sell the news of Jing Chao's besieging city today?"

Chen Ji nodded.

Xiaoman looked at Chen Ji straight and asked, "Can you give me one thousand taels of silver? No, no, just five hundred taels."

She looked at Chen Ji's expression quietly, and saw that Chen Ji was unmoved, then changed her words and said, "If you don't help, four hundred taels are fine."

Chen Ji asked curiously: "Why do you want so much money?"

Xiaoman whispered: "It's okay, just pretend that I'm dizzy and say the wrong thing."

After saying that, she lowered her head and walked out: "I'll go find a friend to ask for hot water to wash you. Young Master, please wait a moment."

Chen Ji stopped her: "Xiaoman."

Xiaoman turned around in confusion: "Hmm?"

Chen Ji thought for a moment and took out a string of Buddhist Tongbao from his sleeve: "This is one thousand one hundred taels of silver."

Xiaoman was stunned and said, "Young Master dares to hand over so much money to me, aren't you afraid that I will run away?"
To be continued...