It was already late at this time and it was no longer suitable for leaving the city.

Of course, I can only tell the young man about the old lady’s decision tomorrow.

Yang Jinhua came out of the old lady and returned to her boudoir.

Her boudoir is on the second floor of the west wing. When she opens the window to the west, she can see the low mountain.

In the past, at this time, I could only see the vague outline of the low mountain, but now I can see the right side of the mountain, which is bright and bright. It is like daytime, and it is even more conspicuous than the night view of Hongqiao, the most prosperous Hongqiao in Bianjing City.

"How many torches did you use to make the place so bright." Yang Jinhua leaned against the window and looked blankly at the right side of the mountain.

In fact, it’s not just her, but many people in Bianjing City have noticed it.

But now the city gate is closed, even if you are curious, ordinary people can't go out of the city and take a look.

But there are always some people who are not ordinary.

More than a dozen covered figures climbed up the city wall, and then most of them were blocked back to the city amid the guards' yelling and scolding, but five figures still jumped down from the city wall more than ten feet high and disappeared into the night.

As soon as those figures who were blocked back returned to the city, they found a handsome man in red official uniform, followed by a group of black-clothed yamen runners. There were even more than a dozen long-bowmen inside, who were pulling arrows without firing, staring at them fiercely.

"I am Zhan Zhao, the chief chief of Kaifeng Prefecture. Several friends have hidden their heads and are suspicious. Please put down your weapons and go to Kaifeng Prefecture with my colleagues to explain your intentions." The man in the red official uniform shouted righteously.

The masked people immediately threw down the weapons in their hands.

Some even muttered bad luck in a low voice.

Let’s not talk about the encirclement of Kaifeng’s yamen runners, Zhan Zhao alone is enough for them to have a headache.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

Zhan Zhao's reputation as "Nanxia" was made with the Juque Sword in his hand.

With him here, these dozen people are simply impossible to break through.

After the yamen runners tied up the men in black and took them away, Zhan Zhao jumped up, lit the vertical wall with his toes, soared into the sky, and flew up to the thirteen-meter-high city wall and landed on the wall.

The soldiers above were frightened again.

"I offended you, Zhan Zhao, the chief chief of Kaifeng Prefecture in Xia Nai." He showed his waist card and shouted, "I am ordered to investigate the suspect and borrowed this place."

Then he turned over and jumped out of the city.

The movements are cool and straightforward.

The bright red official uniform also quickly disappeared into the night.

At this time, Lu Sen and Heizhu were sitting on the flat, light golden stone foundation, eating big white steamed buns.

Drinking mountain spring water.

The night wind outside passes through the mountains and forests, and the cold is so cold.

The surrounding tree canopy shaking, not only the rustling sound of leaves rubbing, but occasionally the sharp chirping of night owls.

The mountains and forests appear quiet and gloomy.

But inside the fence, there was no wind mark.

Two torches inserted on the mud on the left and right were not even swaying.

It is as bright as day and as warm as spring.

All the ups and downs outside the fence cannot erode here.

They are all blocked.

The black pillar looked around excitedly. The squares surrounded by the fence were very large, and even the foundation occupied less than one-fifth of the area. In other words, there was still a large part of the land within the fence.

"Langjun, how about we open a few pieces of land here to grow some green vegetables?" Heizhu looked at him with eyes: "Although the land here is relatively barren, we can go to the lower reaches of the Bianshui River to pick some black mud to use it to fertilize the soil."

"No need to be so troublesome. We will pick some bone meal tomorrow and make some special fertile fields."

"Can bone meal make the field fat?" Heizhu was stunned: "This is the first time I have heard of it."

Lu Sen smiled and didn't speak anymore. Many things cannot be explained by the ability of the golden finger.

Fortunately, Black Body will not break the batter and ask the question to the end.

These two days are the happiest days since Heizhu's life, and he can eat full every day.

He finished eating the big steamed buns beautifully, drank two sips of mountain spring water, and then got up to see if the fences were firmly built.

As a result, I was startled as soon as I got up.

At some point, five more people came out outside the fence, and the five people covered their faces and looked at them with strange eyes.

"Who are you?" Heizhu shouted and hurriedly retreated to Lu Sen's side.

Lu Sen stood up and frowned and looked at the five people outside the fence.

But the other five people didn't even look at him. They got together and talked to themselves.

"I didn't see any treasure."

"It looks so bright from a distance, it turns out it's just a torch!"

"Is the torch so bright? Brother, this kid may have any skills to rig it out? Should he ask?"

"Fifth brother, that young man is no worse than you."

"Tsk, come in vain."

The five people stood outside, and after talking, they seemed to be leaving.

But at this moment, the masked man with bright eyes on the left side as bright as the night star said to Lu Sen: "My friend, something seems wrong with your torch."

"What do you have to do with you?" Lu Sen asked in a faint tone.

"There is no need to be so stingy." The man smiled in his eyes, a little arrogant and condescending: "We have no malice."

Lu Sen sneered: "Night travel clothes and black scarf mask, do you think I will believe it?"

The man smiled even happier: "You make sense, but there is a saying that I still have to say, even if we have malicious intentions, what will you do? Do friends think that you two ordinary men with no power to tie up a chicken will be our opponents?"

As people in the martial arts world, it is easy for them to tell whether the person in front of them is a martial artist.

Whether it is practicing external skills horizontally or internal fetal breathing, they all have their own characteristics.

"You mean we're going to be able to eat?" Lu Sen asked with a frown: "Do you just ignore the law?"

All five laughed at the same time.

Seeing that there were no treasures, they did not have any intention of hurting people.

But the handsome young man in front of him was so naive that he couldn't help but want to tease him.

Let him see the dangers of the world, so as not to encounter similar things in the future, not knowing how to compromise, and rush up stupidly and lose his life.

"We are really not afraid of the law, what is that?" asked the masked man with particularly bright eyes with a proud smile.

Lu Sen was about to speak.

But at this moment, a calm male voice came not far away.

"What is the law? You can't pretend that you haven't heard it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Zhao, wearing a big red official uniform, fell from the air and stood behind five men in black: "The five people who escaped from the city wall are indeed you."

The five people turned around at the same time, their bodies tense.

Especially the masked man with very bright eyes, he said angrily: "It's you, your smelly cat, and your soul will not dissipate."

"You are thieves, I am an official. I am not at ease if you don't take you back to Kaifeng Prefecture to convict you." Zhan Zhao slowly pulled out his Juque sword.

The sword body roared lightly.

At this time, Lu Sen walked forward, clasped his fists through the wooden fence and said with a smile: "I've met again, I'll show my head."

Zhan Zhao smiled helplessly: "We have met again."

He didn't talk to Lu Sen just now, just because he didn't want to show that he knew Lu Sen.

Because the Five Rats are both good and evil in their work, he is worried that these five people will vent their anger on the young man in front of him later.

Sure enough... I heard the two sides talking, and two of the masked men had already set their sights on Lu Sen.

"So you and the smelly cat are in the same group." The masked man with the brightest eyes also looked at Lu Sen, and then he pulled down his face, revealing a handsome face that looked like a delicate woman: "I remember you. If something happens to you later, it can be considered on the head of the smelly cat when you arrive in the underworld."

Lu Sen frowned, saying that the other party was a naked threat.

Zhan Zhao took the Juque sword, which was thicker than the normal long sword, and walked two steps forward, but was immediately blocked by three men in black.

At this time, Lu Sen, Zhan Zhao, and this man in black who was as beautiful as a woman, connected the lines to form an equilateral triangle.

And all three of them have outstanding appearances.

Lu Sen is handsome and untainted.

Zhan Zhao is heroic and chivalrous.

This man in black is pretty and charming.

I guess there will be no more graceful man in the entire Bianjing City than these three.
To be continued...