I have a long pupil

Chapter 25

"Dried meat, bacon!"

"Sugar mung bean cake!"

"Stewed rabbit head, stewed rabbit head!"

In the West Market, there is a turbulent flow of people, and there are all kinds of dim sum and snacks on the two roads, and the sound of hawking keeps coming and going.

Although Yixi City is prosperous all year round, except for the closing on the first day of the New Year's Eve, it is basically very lively, but these days are extremely crowded.

There is no other reason, and the Autumn Kitchen Festival is approaching.

Farming and plowing the land, watching the sky and eating, pay attention to the good weather, so the two major festivals of spring plowing and autumn stove every year are as lively as the Shangyuan Festival.

At that time, the emperor will entertain his ministers, the rich fangshi will hold temple fairs, and there will be a lot of troubles in the families of the people.

The more people there are, the more troubles there will be.

A thief who stole money was discovered, and he was chased in the street, jumping around all the way...

There were pedestrians arguing, shouting and cursing...

There are prodigal sons who come and go, taking advantage of the girls of the National People's Congress and the little daughter-in-law...

"Mother, take care of the child, don't run around!"

At the stand selling pear water, the peddler kindly reminded customers, "There have been a lot of human traffickers recently, and more than a dozen children have been lost."

"What?"

The old woman was startled, and quickly grabbed her grandson who was running around, "Little bastard, live in peace!"

The peddler smiled, then filled another bowl and handed it to the side, "Guest officer, this is yours."

After Zhang Biao took it, he poured it down a few mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, and asked casually, "Did anything strange happen in West Market recently?"

He was talking to the peddler, but he was looking at Guitou Liu in the distance, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

He has clearly stepped into the Qi refining stage, and he can be considered a monk even if he is high or low, with a stronger spiritual sense, but he can't feel the Yin Qi of Guitou Liu.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Could it be that Ghosthead Willow has changed again?

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, and without hesitation, he activated his eyes of spiritual vision.

Now that he has succeeded in gaining qi, even if his energy is exhausted, he can recover as quickly as possible through meditation without affecting the battle.

After a slight delay, information flooded in:

Yujingcheng Guitou Willow (Yellow Grade [-])
1. The place of execution in Yujing City has accumulated blood energy for 300 years, condensed resentment, and survived nine lightning strikes.

2. In the spirit world mixed with darkness and reality, the remnant souls are trapped in the misty gloom. They are bound by the past, unable to let go and leave.

3. Beware of shadows in the dark...

4. Don't step into...

Sure enough, there has been a change!

Before, it was only intertwined with the spirit world, but now it has become an entrance, a self-generated enchantment.

No wonder you can't feel the yin.

At the same time Zhang Biao understood, he felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he was cautious at the time and did not act rashly.

But there must be a mechanism for this thing.

In the Snake Mountain Cave, the Temple of the Witch God collapsed, and everyone was easily drawn into the spirit world. It must be because this mechanism was destroyed and the barrier failed.

Thinking of this, he shook his head slightly.

Although I have stepped into the Qi refining period, I still know too little about these things. After learning about Xiao San, I have to open the Nuo Face as soon as possible...

Putting down the pear water bowl, Zhang Biao lifted up the hood of his casual clothes, his face hidden in the shadows, and merged into the crowd...

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Merchants gathered in the West Market, but it was not chaotic.

For example, the pig iron shop, the coat shop, and the same shops are all gathered on the same street, forming a tacit understanding with each other, and managed by the West Market Office, there is no vicious competition, and the prices are relatively reasonable.

The cloth dyeing shop, because of its strong smell, and the leather making shop are far away from the main street, and are located in the deepest part of the West Market.

Zhang Biao walked all the way, and the number of pedestrians gradually decreased.

On the high wall behind the shops along the way, you can see a large number of bamboo poles, drying and dyeing the cloth, and there are even many on the street.

Colorful, like a curtain hanging high.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Zhang Biao immediately turned into the alley, stepped on a huge pottery vat, and leaped up the beam of the house with his left and right strength.

On the high and low roofs, he ran fast, jumped vertically and horizontally, and quickly found his destination.

Using the cover of the drying cloth, he squatted down and looked down with sharp eyes.

According to Cui Laodao's information, Xiao San hid in this Wang's cloth dyeing workshop.

There are shops in the front and courtyards in the back.

Two strong women were rolling up their sleeves and lifting the cloth up and down the dyeing vat. The bamboo poles in the courtyard were already covered with red cloth.

Everything looks normal.

Is the information wrong?

Zhang Biao was puzzled, and his eyes of spiritual vision turned around, looking at one of the burly women.

Ma Chunhua (Fan)
1. A woman who lived in Yujing City worked as a female worker in the Wang family dyeing workshop.

2. She has experienced many hardships in her life, her husband died of hard labor, her second son died of illness, taciturn and indifferent.

3. To live is to live...

4. They are abducting and buying children. Should I report to the police? Forget it. Other places can’t pay the wages here...

Kidnapping children?

Zhang Biao frowned slightly.

This is the characteristic of the eyes of spiritual vision. As his cultivation level increases, he can see more information about low-level objects.

The greater the level difference, the more information.

Xiao San was rescued by the Li Mansion and hid in this bustling West Market. Could it be that he was kidnapping and selling children?

Zhang Biao was a little confused.

At this moment, the back door creaked open, and two men came in one after the other.

Both of them wear felt hats and have big beards.

One person pushed the wheelbarrow, while the other watched from behind, and then closed the courtyard door.

These two guys have ghosts!

Zhang Biao quickly used the eyes of spiritual vision.

Zhou Qing (everyone)

1. A bully living in Yujing City was hired to abduct young children in Xishi.

2. Young and poor, suffering from bullying, lazy and lazy, wandering in the world, dreaming of gaining power and becoming a big shot.

3. Without money, you can't even be a good person...

4. Things are getting weirder and weirder, that's all, as long as I give money, I dare to do anything...

Sure enough, here!
Zhang Biao regained his spirits immediately.

That Zhou Qing stopped the wheelbarrow, brushed away the grass, picked up a sleepy toddler from inside, and walked towards the warehouse in the backyard, followed by another person.

The two women in the courtyard continued to work with their heads down, as if they didn't see them at all.

When Zhang Biao saw it, he immediately understood.

This is a common method used by kidnappers.

One person pushed the wheelbarrow to cover, and the other was responsible for photographing Hanako charmingly, and hid in the haystack.

When the sufferer found out that the child was missing, he searched for the child all over the street, but the other party had already fled from the dark alley.

Zhang Biao looked around.

Although it's a bit remote here, it's still not sure whether Xiao San is hiding in it, and it will be difficult to find him if he starts to scare the snake.

Thinking of this, he continued to wait patiently.

Not long after, there was a noise in the warehouse, Zhou Qing and the two came out again, pushed the wheelbarrow and left the courtyard.

Want to abduct people?
Zhang Biao frowned slightly, with some doubts.

There have never been many cases of human trafficking in Yujing City, and he has participated in a few of them, but no matter how cruel Hanako is, he only takes action every few days to avoid making things worse.

These guys are really crazy...

About half an hour later, Zhou Qing and the two came back pushing the cart, picked up an unconscious toddler and entered the warehouse.

There must be a secret passage inside!
Zhang Biao quickly made a judgment.

At this moment, the front shop assistant came into the yard to greet him, and asked two women to help carry the dye that had just been delivered.

Seeing that the courtyard was empty, Zhang Biao no longer hesitated, and jumped forward suddenly, turning over in the air to relieve his strength.

After landing, he rushed forward and entered the warehouse before the two women returned.

There were no candles in the warehouse, and it looked a little dark. The sun shone in from the door, and the air was full of dust.

The front is full of debris, leaving only one aisle. Zhang Biao guessed in his heart that the secret door is probably hidden behind.

Sure enough, there was a creak.

Zhang Biao stepped back quickly, lowered his body, and hid in the shadow formed by the accumulation of debris.

"Mom, I took the wrong medicine today!"

I saw Zhou Qing rubbing his cheek, walked out of the aisle indignantly, and muttered: "On weekdays two are fine, today I want five, what if the Marquis Wu find out, and I slap me..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Another person scolded in a low voice: "As long as you pay a lot of money, it's nothing to be angry..."

The two left the warehouse muttering, pushed the wheelbarrow and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

Taking advantage of the blind spot of the two, Zhang Biao immediately stepped out of the shadows and walked lightly through the aisle of debris.

There is a large open space in the rear, and it is even darker, but Zhang Biao has practiced night fighting all year round, and his eyesight is extraordinary, and he immediately saw the wooden board with the iron ring on the ground.

Gently pull it up, it really is a tunnel.

Zhang Biao jumped down suddenly, and at the same time raised the horizontal knife scabbard, causing the wooden board to close slowly without making a sound.

The tunnel is not small, more than two meters high and one bed wide. The excavation marks around it are very old and there are mold spots.

Zhang Biao was not surprised either.

Below Yujing City, there are not only the tunnels left by Emperor Wu, but countless unscrupulous businessmen and gangs have dug them in all directions over the past 300 years for escape and gray transactions.

What made him frown was that as soon as he entered the tunnel, he smelled a strange smell.

It's like something moldy, and there's a faint scent of flowers...

The tunnel is deep and deep, there is a corner seven or eight meters ahead, there is a faint fire, and there are some sounds.

Murderous intent flickered in Zhang Biao's eyes, and the horizontal knife was slowly unsheathed, leaning against the wall, and walked forward lightly.

Soon, come to the corner.

He looked sideways, and saw that the space inside was not small, surrounded by cells, and through the thick wooden rails, he could see young children lying inside.

There is another passage on the left, which is pitch black and leads to nowhere.

In the center sits a fat man with a full beard, deep facial features, naked to the waist, thick and curly hair, eating meat while drinking.

Hu people from the Western Regions?

Zhang Biao frowned, why not Xiao San.

At this moment, he saw the scene of the cell on the far right from the corner of his eye, and his pupils shrank.

I saw a large urn in the prison cell, and a child was placed in it, and the neck was covered with dirt.

The child's eyes were dull, and his face was covered with mold, and there were bright mushrooms growing...

(End of this chapter)