Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Shunzi's sharp voice came from another side street, "Miss! Where are you!" The voice was so anxious that he was about to cry.
Feng Jingyun walked towards the source of the sound, turned a corner, and walked onto a wide street. Vendors were shouting loudly on the roadside. The shopkeepers on the roadside were open for business, and customers came in and out of the shop in twos and threes to buy things.
It looked like a normal and prosperous downtown area, but she always felt that something was wrong.
Observing the surroundings carefully, I saw that the clothes shop owner's fingers were rough and his mouth was covered with thick calluses, which were sharpened by holding swords for many years. Although the customers looking at the clothes in the store were turning their hands through the clothes, their eyes would look out from time to time.
, seems to be waiting for something.
The firewood stalls set up on the roadside occasionally flashed lights, and needless to say, there were knives or swords hidden inside.
The guests in the restaurant all look like practitioners.
There are very few women on the road, and the way they walk means they must know martial arts.
With just one glance, Feng Jingyun saw countless flaws.
At first glance, the whole street looks harmonious and normal, but it also has an abnormal atmosphere. Occasionally, there are some normal pedestrians passing by, but those passers-by are probably going to be unlucky.
Who is so powerful and controls such a lively street?
Does it have something to do with myself?
When she walked onto the street, those people just looked at her warily and then looked away. Some people even showed pity in their eyes, as if they were pitying her, a young woman who was about to die a violent death. It was just that
Pity is fleeting.
The whole street is full of professional killers. Judging from their posture and steps, they are all masters.
If the person they want to deal with is her, then even if her face is covered with a veil, they will never just take a look at her and take it so lightly.
In other words, the target they are waiting for has not yet appeared.
She didn't like this kind of trouble and was going to call Xiao Shunzi and leave.
Xiao Shunzi didn't notice her and asked a vendor, "Have you seen a woman in white clothes with a veil on her face? She's a little thin." She gestured with her hand, "She's about this tall...
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The stall owner was a middle-aged man. He glared at Xiao Shunzi and said, "Get out!"
"I won't get out!" Xiao Shunzi said, "Hey! I'm talking about you. I'm asking you so loudly, but you don't have to have this attitude even if you don't know. I don't owe you any money..."
The middle-aged man looked around warily. Xiao Shunzi looked at him and said, "Brother, you are quite strong. Why are you selling rouge and gouache? You have such a strong body, like a gorilla, you should be a performer.
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Seeing that Xiao Shunzi was still wordy, and there was a murderous look in the middle-aged man's eyes, Xiao Shunzi was also a careful person, and he felt something was wrong.
"Is it that one?" His strong hand pointed to a woman in white who was walking over a few dozen steps away.
Xiao Shunzi looked in the direction he was pointing, and became happy. He waved his hands high in the air to avoid being blocked by passers-by, and jumped while waving, "Miss, Miss! The little one is here!"
At this time, a gorgeous carriage drove into this street. The carriage was three times larger than ordinary people's carriages. It was pulled by four maroon horses. The horses were all tall and strong, with bright brown hair.
It looks like a good horse at first glance.
The carriage body is carved with complex patterns, the top is covered with a layer of dazzling gold paint, a huge orb is inlaid on the top, and the carriage curtains are hung with gorgeous yellow cloth.
