Roger, who had relieved his anger, saw the scattered guards in the small square shouting at each other and running towards him.

He heard a lot of yelling in his ears.

He heard someone shouting, "Here!"

He heard crying, praying, screaming, and scolding.

He heard a child shouting, "Here! Here!"

He turned his head and saw the gypsy little boy he had let go, waving at him at an alley.

Roger immediately ran with his men with his children in the Jeep Village.

They walked into the alley and turned several forks.

They entered a house with open doors.

They ran up to the third floor in the surprised gaze of the owner.

From the open window, they crossed the narrow alley and jumped to the balcony opposite.

They ran wildly on the flat roofs of houses built in ranks.

They walked through the dry clothes.

Then the Gypsy kid pushed open the door and ran into a loft.

Roger and his gang followed in.

They walked halfway down a staircase in a circle.

The gypsy kid bent down and climbed into the ladder, with a small door half a man high.

Roger, who followed in, groped through a dark passage.

The gypsy kid who led the way opened a door familiarly.

Roger and his gang followed in.

Inside is a small room covered with felt blankets on the walls and on the ground.

The light in the room was very dark, and only a candle was emitting a faint light.

The child gasped and said, "It's safe, they can't find it here."

Roger breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he heard an old female voice coming from the corner of the room.

"Do you want to divine?"

Roger was startled.

The child replied: "Grandma, I am the friend I brought back."

Roger calmed down and turned around and saw an old woman sitting in the corner.

There was a crystal ball in front of the old woman.

Roger is now a little superstitious, and he maintains a certain degree of awe of all the things he talks about.

He walked over and said politely to the old woman:

"Elder, let's calculate the future for me."

He looked at the old woman's eyes with white eyes, as if her vision was very bad.

The old woman rubbed the crystal ball with her hands, and her old voice seemed to contain mysterious power.

"Your future is dark," she said.

Roger was a little frightened, and he took out a gold coin from his pocket.

He placed the gold coins on the edge of the crystal ball.

He asked sincerely: "Is there a way to crack it?"

The gold coins reflect candlelight to illuminate the crystal ball.

The old woman's voice suddenly rose:

"Your future is brilliant and unspeakable."

Roger was puzzled by the inconsistent prophecy, and he looked at the Gypsy kid in wonder.

The child pointed his finger at his own head, then spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless.

Roger then understood, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and he felt that his mind was also confused.

Roger sat on the ground and rested with his men, but he didn't get the gold coin back.

The next day, Roger asked the child to take him out to explore the wind.

Both of them were dressed in Arabs, covered their faces with a headscarf, and walked in the crowd.

The guards on the street are still searching everywhere.

Under the guidance of the child, Roger walked around the door and avoided the inspected guards.

They walked to the small square at the city gate again.

Roger hurried in the shadow of the alley entrance to observe.

He saw that the defense at the city gate had been significantly strengthened, and the guards were inspecting it very tightly, and the people and chariots and horses entering and leaving were carefully inspected.

Roger thought it was unlikely to get through.

Then he saw the stall owner selling dates.

The man was bruised and swollen, and sat behind his stall weakly.

There was a girl eating dates in front of the stall.

Roger recognized it, it was Aisha.

Roger didn't dare to come forward to recognize him, he looked at him for a long time.

He saw Aisha standing there all the time, but she seemed to be unable to eat it anymore, but she still didn't leave and stood there all the time.

Roger realized that Aisha was waiting for him.

But he didn't dare to step forward, and he couldn't guarantee whether the stall owner would recognize him.

He also didn't dare to ask the Gypsy kid to come forward.

The scene where the child took them away yesterday was very likely to be seen, and now the child himself is in danger.

So Roger and the kid had to go back first.

Roger asked the old woman for help, and he drew a horseshoe pattern on the back of the old woman's hand.

"Elder, please show the girl in front of the date palm stall this pattern and bring her over."

The old woman walked out with a wooden cane.

Then Roger waited for a while.

It was so long that Roger thought his plan had failed, and thought the old woman and Aisha had been caught by the guards.

He began to prepare to resist the shock of the guards...

The old woman finally came back and took Aisha with her.

Aisha happily rushed into Roger's arms.

She said: "Follow me, we have a way to get out."

Roger said goodbye to the old woman.

The Gypsy kids sent Roger and his gang out.

They walked until Aisha recognized the way.

So Roger said goodbye to the child, and he left his purse.

He smiled and said to the Gypsy Kid:

"This wallet is destined to be with you, and it is still in your hands. But you must be careful not to let it slip away."

The child understood Roger's hint.

He said: "I will leave with my grandmother, and this city can no longer accommodate us."

Roger followed Aisha and turned several forks.

They walked into a stone house that looked very ordinary.

The rooms in the stone house are connected to each other.

Roger didn't know how many doors he had passed and how many rooms he had passed.

There was no one along the way.

But Roger could see that there were people moving in these rooms, but for some reason, all of them walked away.
To be continued...