"Sure, it's up to you." The fat man nodded. In fact, he wanted to stay in the city to watch the excitement, but it was not safe to stay in the city. Furthermore, the powerful spells used by Long Yunzi most likely came from Yu County. That bronze bell, and that bronze bell was supposed to fall into Nanfeng's hands. Nanfeng would definitely not feel comfortable digging the well himself while others draw water.
The two of them are currently located in the Gong Market in Nancheng, where many craftsmen gather, most of whom are country people who come to the city to find work during the off-season. The two of them mix among them without attracting attention.
From here, you can clearly see the situation of the city gate. Nanfeng sat on the ground leaning against a big tree, consciously or unconsciously observing the traders and footmen going in and out of the city gate.
From time to time, people come to the labor market looking for bricklayers and carpenters, and they often come forward to recommend themselves. The two of them are not real craftsmen, they are just sitting around, and they do not compete with those craftsmen for work.
At noon, the fat man got up and went out to buy some food.
"I've been watching it all morning. What are you looking at?" The fat man handed a rice cake to Nanfeng.
Nanfeng casually took the rice cake and said, "I'm looking for an opportunity to leave the city."
The two grew up together. Fatty could guess what Nanfeng might do due to his temperament, but he couldn't guess what he would do specifically. He didn't bother to find out, so he ate the pancake and leaned next to Nanfeng to bask in the sun.
It didn't take long for the fat man to fall asleep. Nanfeng continued to observe with squinted eyes. Although the search by officers and soldiers was not as strict as before, he still couldn't take it lightly if he wanted to leave the city. Before that, his portrait was posted inside and outside the city gate, guarding the city. The officers and soldiers will definitely have a deep or shallow impression.
In the late afternoon, a carriage pulled a coffin out of the city. The officers and soldiers guarding the city forced the owner to open the coffin for inspection. It is not difficult to find out from this incident that the officers and soldiers did not give up the search for him.
After sunset, the two of them left for a few miles to the west and found an inn to stay. Early the next morning, they returned to the south gate again. This time they did not go to the Gongshi market, but walked a few miles eastward, where there was no one to sit down. Come down.
Although the location is different, the purpose is the same, to observe the situation of the city gate and look for opportunities to leave the city.
He left early and returned late. The south wind kept watching for three consecutive days, but there was no sign of leaving the city.
In the early morning of the fourth day, the two of them had just arrived at Gongshi and sat down when Nanfeng spoke, "The opportunity has come."
"Huh?" The fat man looked at the city gate anxiously, but found that people were coming and going at the city gate, just like before, nothing unusual.
"The lame man wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat." Nanfeng reminded.
After being reminded by the south wind, the fat man found the lame man who was limping into the city carrying a load. It rained lightly in the early morning. The lame man was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat on his head.
"It's just that they are almost the same in stature and look alike," the fat man said. The lame man was young, only in his early twenties. There were wooden barrels at both ends of the load. The oil leaks on the barrels indicated that they were filled with vegetable oil.
"They didn't take a close look at the appearance of the oil seller, but the officers and soldiers changed their guard at noon and had to go out before noon." Nanfeng said, after several days of squatting, he only found this one oil seller, because the oil seller was not there. It is often seen that the officers and soldiers guarding the city gate must have an impression of him. In addition, this person is a lame, and the lame oil seller and the officers and soldiers guarding the city will have a deeper impression.
Since the focus of the search by the officers and soldiers was on people leaving the city, the officers and soldiers did not let the oil seller take off his bamboo hat when he entered the city. This was also an opportunity.
"Let's go, follow him." The fat man knew this but didn't know why, but he didn't want to know why. It was enough for him to know that Nanfeng wanted to pretend to be an oil seller and leave the city.
The two of them got up and came to the main road, following the oil seller from a distance. After the oil seller entered the city, he went to Xicheng. He walked through the streets and alleys shouting and selling. Many women came out to sell oil and bargained with the oil seller.
"Robbing or buying?" the fat man asked.
"If you buy him, he may not be willing to sell." Nanfeng said.
The fat man knew what he was doing, and started looking for ropes while following.
At three o'clock, the oil seller put down his burden and came to rest at the entrance of an alley. The fat man walked over, and when he got close, he slapped the oil seller on the head. This guy had practiced kung fu and had very strong hands. He palmed down and knocked the oil seller unconscious.
The two of them were very familiar with Xicheng and dragged the oil seller into an abandoned house. Nanfeng took off his robe and exchanged it with him, then put on the oil seller's raincoat.
The fat man tied up the oil seller and blocked his mouth with a rag. After trying to breathe, he went out and brought back a piece of sharp-angled bluestone.
"What do you want to do?" Nanfeng frowned.
"Don't worry, I'm more merciful than you." The fat man placed the bluestone near the oil seller. "He can't untie the rope, but don't starve to death. Give him a stone and grind it slowly after he wakes up."
Nanfeng nodded, took out his wallet, took out a piece of silver and stuffed it into the arms of the oil seller. It would have been fine if this guy was a kid from a rich family, but this guy was a poor merchant and a lame man. It was said that good people don't hit lame people. There is nothing I can do, just give me more money.
There was still some vegetable oil in the load, but it was not very heavy. Nanfeng carried the load and headed towards the south gate. As soon as he arrived at the city gate at noon, the officers and soldiers would change their posts. The new officers and soldiers who had taken up the post had no impression of the oil seller and would definitely be strict with him. Inquiry.
When there were still two streets away from the city gate, Nan Feng changed from walking fast to walking lamely. The fat man followed behind and corrected in a low voice, "Limp a little more, limp a little more, don't be so stiff, shake a little more, oh, why are you so stupid?" Well, you are so lame, you are not a lame, you are a duck..."
On normal days, Nanfeng would have been annoyed, but at this time, he did not argue with the fat man, but corrected his walking posture according to the fat man's instructions.
"You can't leave the city empty-handed, you have to carry a baggage." Nanfeng said.
Things happened in a hurry and there was nowhere to look for the baggage. After looking around, the fat man found a wheelbarrow at the door of a house. He looked at the wheelbarrow and then at Nanfeng.
Nan Feng nodded.
The fat man whispered, "I'll go out first and wait for you outside the city. If the situation is bad, I will rush in to save you."
Nanfeng nodded again. In fact, he didn't think Fatty could rescue him after he was found out, but he also knew that once caught, Fatty would definitely not abandon him.
The fat man quickly walked forward. When he reached the door, he looked into the courtyard. When he saw no one, he pushed the wheelbarrow and ran away.
Nanfeng limped toward the main north-south road from behind.
The fat man left the city very smoothly. Nanfeng was behind him. The oil seller wore a bamboo hat when he entered the city, but he did not put the bamboo hat on his head, but carried it behind his back. This was to show that he was not guilty.
Fifty feet, thirty feet. Nanfeng walked slowly and slowly. When he was still twenty feet away from the city gate, he put down his burden and wiped his sweat with his sleeves. At the same time, he looked at the expressions of the gatekeepers. There were eight gatekeepers in total. The man was talking and conversing at this time. He chose this time very cleverly. It was about to change the guard. The guarding soldiers were the most relaxed and in a good mood.
After wiping his sweat, Nanfeng continued walking with his burden. When he arrived at the city gate, a soldier tilted his head and glanced at him, then looked away and talked to other officers and soldiers without raising any suspicion.
A lame oil seller went into the city in the morning. Because it rained in the early morning, he wore a raincoat and a bamboo hat. I gave up my business at noon and left the city to return home. The burden was still the same, and the raincoat was still the same. It stopped raining, and the bamboo hat was slung behind my back. It was reasonable and flawless.
When passing through the city gate, Nanfeng wrinkled his nose and slanted his shoulders, with a tired look of being overwhelmed. The sweat on his forehead echoed his previous action of putting down the load to wipe the sweat. Carrying such a heavy load along the way In the morning, it would be abnormal not to be tired.
In fact, Nanfeng is really tired. His energy has never recovered. He has been running around here and there these days and is frightened. However, he is not so tired that he grins. The reason why he wrinkles his nose and tilts his shoulders is to match the portrait. There is a difference in his appearance, giving himself an extra chance of winning.
Seeing Nanfeng leave the city smoothly, the fat man was relieved and strode forward pushing the wheelbarrow.
Now Nanfeng wanted to throw away his burden and run away, but for the sake of defense against foreign enemies, there was a wide area that was several miles long outside Chang'an City, and his sight was unobstructed, so he had to continue loading for a while.
Since he was pretending to be lame, he naturally couldn't walk fast. He walked half a stick of incense before leaving this unprotected area.
Just as Nanfeng gritted his teeth and insisted on walking hard, a cry suddenly came from the west, "He who is carrying the burden, stop for me."
Nanfeng tilted his head when he heard the sound, and saw a young Taoist coming not far away from the west. At first glance, he looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this man was a Taoist of the Yuqing Yin generation, with the Taoist name Hu Yinzi. He was a member of the Yuqing Sect back then. There was a routine martial arts contest every once in a while. This Hu Yinzi was a member of Yanyinzi's party. He had faced him twice before, avenging his personal grudges and taking the opportunity to beat him.
When Nanfeng recognized Hu Yinzi, Hu Yinzi also recognized him, with a ferocious face on his face, and rushed towards him...