A team of city guards who had completed the handover returned from the west to the south of the city.

These city guards did not return to their base immediately, but sat down in the shelter at the entrance of an alley.

A pile of fire started.

Some cold buns, dried cakes and other foods were roasted by the fire.

The sluggish grass leaves on the ground were covered with thin dew, and a few particularly dazzling cold stars hung in the black and blue sky.

This scene can easily make people feel desolate and bleak, especially those of them who marched and fought and roamed their blood on the border of Qin many years ago. They once experienced a life-and-death battle, but were tired and tired, but had to be wary of the enemy troops who might attack them at all times. Only some warm food chats before going to bed at dawn to comfort them.

Many habits are difficult to change, and conserving such habits can easily make these old soldiers feel safe and feel safe again.

There were some dry firewood and old wooden stakes next to the fire. A man with gray temples sat down and leaned against an old wooden stake.

"Old Han, why are you here too?" Another city guard squatted beside the fire and added two more firewood and looked up at the man who had just sat down. The man called Lao Han was the leader of their team, and there were not many people in charge, which was their squad of ten people. Recently, because the city guards also started to make trouble in Bu City, the intensity of patrol has also increased a lot. The city guards pulled him over, probably because they were afraid that there would be practitioners in Bu City suddenly fight, and the rest of the people were not experienced in dealing with things, and were afraid of bad things.

"Why can't I come here? Just you guys are cooking fires. I'm squatting under the city gate and froze. What do you think?" The man surnamed Han pinched a lump of earth and threw it at the man who was talking to him. Then he picked up two more firewood and put it on the fire. The fire exploded with crackling and sparks, and the faces of the people squatting beside the fire were red. Old Han sniffed, looked at Li Liaoxing and said, "Damn it, why is this ghost weather still so cold."

"It's not that the weather is cold, it's obviously cold." A city guard who had just laid on the wood turned over and sat up, stretched his bones casually, and shook his head, "I used to be in the border army. Although I was suffering at that time, I was not as chaotic as it is now. I used to fight to the death, but I still knew who to die and who the enemy was. Now when I returned to Changling, I had no war and had a chaotic feeling... "

"Who said no? Some time ago, we were trying to go to the fish market to guard. We thought we were going to do something big, but we stood aside and watched the people in Changling Street Market beat and smashed the fish market. We just made a fuss for people..." The man squatting beside the fire reached out and rubbed his face, yawned.

"You don't know anything, don't talk nonsense here." Old Han turned his head and looked at the sparsely-seen city gate. Apart from a few guards who were guarding there and standing like the gate god, there was only a group of wooden stings intercepting outside the city gate. After confirming that there were no one else, he turned his head and said, "You kid doesn't understand the twists and turns in Changling City at all. Do you know why the people in the streets of the rivers and lakes had to fight to the death with the fish market?"

"I heard that it seems to be Jiaodong County..." The man who was pillowing on the wood smiled, "Didn't that Jiaodong County make a fortune by selling salted fish in our Changling? I really can't understand why Ye Xiao wasted time on such a group of people who couldn't get on the table?"

Old Han spat gently, his expression on his face was particularly disgusting. He held the wooden stick in his hand and knocked on the enchanting man. His shrewd eyes turned around: "You are the ones that don't have brains. Jiaodong County is a poor neighborhood that cannot be used on the table. Although the Changling of the Qin Dynasty has the most wealthy merchants in the world, he has been fighting for many years. Most ordinary families still live tightly. You look down on the salted fish in Jiaodong County, but the salted fish sold to various parts of the Qin State and become the first choice for ordinary people to cover and fill their hunger. Have you ever thought about how much they can earn in Jiaodong County..."

"Jiaodong County is a small place. If you have such a big place, what's the use of making a lot of money? If you have no power, you have no masters, you can make a lot of noise. The powerful people like Changling are full and are suspicious every day, and are always worried that others will take away the meat from their mouths." The man pillowing on the wood argued with reason.

"Hey, you guy, you guy!" Old Han looked at him with a smile. The man grabbed the back of his head and said with a smile, "Go to the award..."

"I'm so sorry!" Old Han raised his foot and kicked him, sneering, "You're really hungry when you say you're fat. If the powerful and powerful people in Changling were not prepared for danger in peace and had no longer ambitions, and saw the threat from Jiaodong County, their 100-year foundation would no longer exist. Do you think everyone is like you, and they only start to get angry when things come to an end? Although Jiaodong County is remote, people are rich. Do you have it?"

The man who was criticized touched the tip of his nose awkwardly and smiled honestly: "No!"

"No, you still look down on others!" Old Han hummed twice, feeling his body temperature rose a lot, and then continued, "Jiaodong County is rich now, and now comes to Changling again. Why do you think it is for? Changling is now monopolized by the four major families. Although there are struggles, it is a solid piece of law to deal with external forces. How can they be so easy for Jiaodong to seize food from the four major families? So wasn't it arranged by someone who didn't know which family just came?"

"Old Han, you're afraid you're talking nonsense too. Jiaodong County was not covered by someone. You don't remember it. When we were in the fish market that day, the Shisanbanqiao Hutong was also thrown away. I heard that it was the people in Jiaodong County who were doing it. The four major clans lost a lot. Aren't they so angry that they attacked the head of Jiaodong County several times in a row?" The man who was squatting next to the fire and pulling out a sweet potato from the fire and smiled, "If these two major events had not happened that day, how could we still use to watch the night watch here now?"

"That's right! They are fighting over and over, but in the end they are all the people who have no power and power." In the end, the three people shook their heads and sighed, and found that the saddest thing was the people who had done nothing, and they were born on this big night when their wives and children were warm to the bed, and they had to run out to blow the cold wind on duty.

Just as the three of them were in a state of depression and were in a low mood, a sound of horse hooves came from the long street. The three of them immediately woke up and immediately took their weapons and ran to the city gate. A black shadow ran out of the night until the black shadow arrived at the city gate. The shadow strangled the horse under their crotch. The xiaowing horses spread far away, and seemed out of place with the quiet Changling.

All the conversations of these city guards disappeared instantly.

Everyone thought that this rider who couldn't see clearly in the night was very problematic.

Lao Han's eyes narrowed deeply.

An extremely strange and dangerous feeling lingered in his heart instantly.

I don't know if it was an illusion or a fact, when the rider appeared in his sight, he seemed to see a red star in the sky lit up, and the red light was as weird as blood.

At the same time, a faint light of blood seemed to be igniting behind the rider.

The blood lights were long and long, and weird, like a tail behind the rider.

"Old Han..."

Several city guards beside him shouted softly at the same time.

Old Han took a deep breath. Of course he understood what these companions meant. But in the next moment, he shouted in a deep voice: "What are you thinking? We have passed the time to work tonight."
Chapter completed!