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208 Over the Wall

The clerk was sitting in the lobby, holding his chin, about to fall asleep, and kept looking outside.

The inn had closed long ago. The tables, chairs and benches were all upside down on the table. The door was closed except for one.

The shopkeeper was so prudent about the gas money that he only left a small cup, and the waiter's eyes were a little blurry.

After a long time, the clerk felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, so he got up and wanted to close the door. At this time, he heard footsteps coming downstairs from behind. The clerk rubbed his eyes and turned around.

On the top of the wooden stairs, the child said "Huh?" and said, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

The waiter was stunned and blinked: "How did you get down from upstairs?"

"I saw there was still light here, so I wanted to come down and ask for a candle," the boy replied, glancing at the single open door of the inn, "Brother, who are you leaving this door for?"

The clerk still felt strange and puzzled, scratched his head and shook his head: "Nothing, um, you came to ask for a candle, right? Just wait."

"Yeah." Xia Zhaoyi nodded.

The clerk took out a candle. After Xia Zhaoyi took it, he paused, raised his head and said, "By the way, little brother, let me ask you a question. Do you know how many used books stalls there are on South Street?"

"There are quite a few used bookstalls. There seems to be a school there."

"Are there any more famous ones?"

The clerk laughed: "How could I know this? I don't like reading..."

"Well, okay, then you can go to bed early," Xia Zhaoyi said, shaking the candle in his hand, "Thanks."

Watching the child go back upstairs, the clerk looked at the open door again: "It's really weird...when did she come back?"

After returning to the room, Xia Zhaoyi lit a candle, sat next to the table, and looked at the drawings on the table.

I couldn't buy a map, so I drew one myself. She wasn't very good at drawing, and she wasn't good at flowers, birds, insects, fish, landscapes, pines and bamboos, but she could draw maps, make drawings or structure diagrams, and she could even use both hands to shoot a bow.

However, the left hand of this body is really weak. If she wants to be as flexible as her right hand, she will have to practice for at least a year.

The place where the entire nine-dimensional home is located becomes a very small point on the drawing.

Xia Zhaoyi followed the path and soon arrived at Yu Mansion.

Xia Zhaoyi tapped her fingers lightly on the drawing, thoughtfully.

Quan Jiuwei's hostility towards her was very serious, so much so that she felt that what he was afraid of was not just her sudden appearance, but more likely, he was afraid of being discovered by her.

What is hidden in all nine dimensions?

Why so nervous?

And what concerns him is probably the Pan family's affairs.

Does he... hate the Pan family?

She didn't ask any more questions at that time. A person who can no longer talk calmly will only waste time.

After all, as soon as Quanjiu Di came up, he wanted to kill her with a dagger. How could a normal person be so violent?

Xia Zhaoyi stood up, holding her chin and walking slowly back and forth in front of the table in the room.

After thinking for a long time, the watchman's voice came from outside. Xia Zhaoyi stopped and turned to look out the window.

It’s the third update.

The affairs of the Yu family and Quan Jiuwei need to be put aside for the time being. She has more important things to do at the moment.

Xia Zhaoyi sighed softly. During the time she returned to Beijing, she really wished she could conjure up several selves.

After tidying up the things on the table, she blew out the candles, opened the window, and climbed out.

The moon was still shining brightly, and the city was silent. You could see lights walking in the distance from high places, and the cavalry guards on patrol had changed several shifts.

Xia Zhaoyi was dressed lightly and walked towards the nearest city gate after landing.

The city wall is extremely long, and the city gates are connected to each other. There are six guards on each city gate, and they are heavily guarded.

But to guard all the city lines of such a huge capital city, for the current Daqian, the troops are completely insufficient, not to mention that now is the most likely time to get trapped.

Xia Zhaoyi found the darkest corner and climbed up, climbed over the city wall and walked towards Xiangjuan Mountain.

The sky was getting brighter, and she would occasionally yawn, then take out the small bottle in her sleeve and sniff it under her nose to keep herself awake before continuing on her way.

Finally, she arrived at Xiangjuan Mountain at dawn. She was not in a hurry to go south, but pushed herself up the mountain road. In the end, she was so tired that she lay down at the back door of the Taoist Temple and fell asleep.

Several Taoist priests passed by with brooms and dustpans. One Taoist priest with sharp eyes said "Ah": "There is a child!"

When other people saw this, they all came running.

"What's up with her?"

"Why are you here?"

"Where is it hurt?"

The Taoist priest who was supporting the child checked it, raised his head and said, "It seems... I just fell asleep, and my body is still warm, not cold."

"Fell asleep?"

"Sleep here?"

Everyone looked at the child and saw that she was breathing slowly and not snoring, but her exhalation and inhalation were very rhythmic, as if... she was really asleep.

Xia Zhaoyi slept for a long time and it was too late to wake up.

She sat up on the wooden bed, covered with a Taoist robe, looked around, and curled her lips into a smile.

When I opened the wooden door and came out, there were two little Taoist priests chatting in the sun.

Xia Zhaoyi recognized one of them, walked over and said with a smile: "Zangyi."

The little Taoist priests raised their heads and looked up. The one whose name was called by Xia Zhaoyi said, "You're awake. Wait, how did you know that my name is Zangyi?"

"I asked you to take care of my horse."

"Ah!" Zang Yi stood up, "Are you the girl that day?"

"Yes," Xia Zhaoyi nodded and handed over ten taels of silver, "donate it to the Taoist temple, a small thank you gift."

Zangyi hurriedly took it, and the little Taoist priest on the side also stood up and thanked Xia Zhaoyi.

The boy gave him so much money generously. The two of them wanted to ask a lot of questions, but the boy raised his arms and said with a smile: "Qingyun has to trouble you to take care of me for a few more days. I have to leave again."

"Wait a minute, aren't you here to pick up Qingyun?" Zangyi said hurriedly.

"Well, I stopped by to take a nap, see you later," Xia Zhaoyi said.

Seeing the child turn around and walk away, Zangyi and the little Taoist priest Zangfeng next to him looked at each other, a little silly.

"Come and take a nap?"

"But she seemed to be sleeping directly on the floor."

"Where did she come from? She looks very clean."

"I don't understand."

"Me too."

Tiancheng Camp is in the southeast of Xiangjuan Mountain, and I ate a few wild fruits on Xia Zhaoyi Road. On the way there, I could gradually hear many uniform shouts.

Passing through the mountain of Xiangjuan Mountain Ranch, she stopped at the gate, went to the guard who was about to stop her, and said, "Please go and inform Deputy General Tao Yinhetao that a boy named Ali is here." he."

The guard looked at her and felt that the child was a little strange. After looking at the others, he couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

After laughing, he was stunned for a moment and looked back at her: "Who? Ah Li?"

"You know me," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "Well, that's me."

"Okay," the guard said solemnly, "wait a moment."


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