"It's me." Qian He walked out of the shadows, showing worry on his face.
Arnold looked at her, "Are you here to search?"
Qianhe nodded, "We're here to search. I'm not worried, so I came here to take a look."
"We haven't searched here yet, they should all be in the flower building!" Arnold raised his head and glanced at the flower building not far away. Every room was lit with lights. He thought of the place where she lived every night in the 20th century.
There will also be neon lights in the city. The scenery is similar, but the people are different.
"This way, this way."
The quiet little courtyard suddenly became lively with a few noisy shouts, and several figures began to busily enter the small courtyard to search. A pair of eyes scanned everyone's faces sharply, wishing they could see through the bones under the skin.
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Arnold stood quietly in front of the door, with a layer of sweat on his hands. Listening to the people speaking in Chinese, I'm afraid there are no Mongolians. There are no Mongolians, which means that there will definitely be no chance of being discovered.
Too big.
"You..." Suddenly a man came over, his eyes turned on Arnold Qianhe and Yu'er. "I heard that a man with a red mark on his face appeared in your building before. Now he is
Woolen cloth?"
Heard? Arnold trembled slightly. She was still wearing men's clothes, but the red mark on her face had been washed away.
Qianhe covered her mouth and giggled, "You're talking about a shit-picking old man. He quit working and went back to his hometown a month ago."
"Really?" The leader of the officers and soldiers looked suspicious.
Qianhe nodded respectfully, "That's right, that old Zhangtou said that his daughter-in-law was going to give birth, so he was busy going home to pick up his grandson!"
"How long have you been gone?" the officer and soldier leader continued to ask.
"It's been a month, so this month the night incense in our flower shop is all picked by a night incense man in the city." Qianhe said and complained a few words, "The price is twice as expensive as Lao Zhangtou.
Woolen cloth!"
The leader of the officers and soldiers turned around and scanned the yard, "Did you find anything in the search?"
The few officers and soldiers who were looking for him stopped and said, "Boss, there's no one here."
"Then let's go and revive the master now." After that, he strode towards the flower building in front.
Qianhe hurriedly followed, while Arnold had a look of admiration in her eyes. If Qianhe hadn't been there just now, she wouldn't have known how to answer.
Yu'er gently tugged on her sleeve, "Miss, those officers and soldiers..." Before she could finish her question, she seemed to have changed her mind, "Miss, are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat."
Looking at her look, Arnold knew what she was guessing, so he hurriedly said, "It's not what you think."
Yu'er turned around and smiled at her, "I know, I know." After saying that, she quickly ran towards the flower building.
Arnold was even more certain that she couldn't stay in this place for too long, and she had to quickly figure out how to leave here. However, even though she knew her parents were in the Southern Song Dynasty, there must be many obstacles on the road from the Yuan Dynasty to the Southern Song Dynasty. What's more,
, the two countries are at war, how can it be so easy to get over it.
While she was dazed, a cold feeling suddenly hit her waist. She was obviously familiar with that feeling. "Who is it?" she asked in a low voice, her body motionless. She glanced towards the ground, and the light in the room reflected the shadows of the two of them.
, she saw a figure standing behind her with a knife in his hand. The figure was obviously a man.