Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

The next morning.

In the East Market, Shopkeeper Liu and Mr. Liu Mang, who were newly dressed and looking particularly energetic, led a long row of red betrothal gifts and walked toward Butcher Deng's house.

The sound of festive firecrackers sounded, and Butcher Deng, who was also wearing a new festive outfit, led a group of relatives and friends to welcome him out. The loud and generous shouts of "in-laws" could be heard from across the street.

People from both parties gathered together, and the whole street was filled with "congratulations".

Not far away, Yang Ge held Xiao Huang with a cage in his mouth and watched with a smile as the old Liu family entered the house of Butcher Deng.

"very nice……"

He said softly, then turned around: "Come on, Xiao Huang, let's go home!"

Xiao Huang wagged his tail, glanced reluctantly at Shopkeeper Liu who was among the lively crowd, and turned to follow his father's footsteps.

The two of them strolled towards Chaimen Street, going against the flow of people heading to Butcher Deng's house to congratulate him.

"There is a happy event in your Grandpa Liu's family today. Can we have something good for lunch to celebrate?"

"Woof woof..."

…

Yang Ge is holding a carp.

One person and one dog walked into Chaimen Street and walked along the long and narrow alley towards their home.

Yang Ge shook the fresh fish in his hand: "Er smash, how do you want to eat this fish? Do you like the pickled fish?"

Xiao Huang suddenly stopped.

Yang Ge tripped over it and stopped, looking at it doubtfully.

I saw Xiao Huang staring in the direction of home for a few seconds, then suddenly retracted his tongue, raised his ears, and looked serious.

As soon as Yang Ge raised his head, he felt a blur in front of his eyes and a strong wind blowing into his face.

"Woof woof woof..."

Yang Ge quickly yanked the dog leash and threw Xiao Huang behind him. At the same time, he suddenly kicked out a whip with his right leg and rushed forward with a strong blast of air.

"Bang!"

The two thighs crossed each other heavily, and the invisible strong wind blew against each other, turning into a wave of air that swayed in all directions.

"Lanfeng legs?"

"Lanfeng legs?"

Two surprised voices sounded at the same time.

Yang Ge took a step back, took a closer look, and saw standing in front of him a man in gray clothes wearing a bamboo hat, a stubble on his face, a black knife on his back, and his eyes as fierce as a hungry wolf.

"Woof woof woof..."

Xiao Huang barked again and rushed forward, blocking in front of Yang Ge, kicking his splayed legs, baring his two canine teeth, and barked ferociously at the man in gray.

The man in gray clothes stared straight at Yang Ge without even blinking.

Yang Ge threw the carp in his hand expressionlessly and dragged Xiao Huang towards the horse-tethering post not far away.

The man in gray just stared at him without attacking.

After Yang Ge tied up Xiao Huang, he turned around to face the man in gray and asked in a cold voice: "Seeking revenge or exploring a path?"

The man in gray clothes spoke, his voice as hard as his appearance, with a familiar Yanyun accent: "Both seeking revenge and exploring paths."

Yang Ge stood still and his eyes gradually became fierce: "Then come!"

"Keng..."

The man in gray silently raised his hand and slowly pulled out the thick black knife from his back.

Yang Ge's body bowed slightly, his strength concealed and ready to go.

"Lao Wu!"

At this moment, a hoarse and deep voice came from behind the man in gray.

The man in gray clothes drew his sword in response.

"Let's go."

The voice said calmly.

The man in gray put back the black knife without hesitation, turned around and walked towards the direction of the sound.

Yang Ge's mind suddenly relaxed. He turned his head and saw a black figure standing outside his door... Even though he was five or six feet away, the figure still gave Yang Ge a cold and hard look like a cast iron sculpture. feel.

He watched the two of them go away without saying a word, his eyes gradually focusing on the familiar black knife.

It wasn't until Xiao Huang's barking changed to a low whine that he took a long breath, turned around, picked up the carp and looked at it: "What a waste..."

…

"Snapped."

The dusty carp hit hard in the middle of the long dining table filled with big fish and meat.

A group of fat and round-waisted rookies in embroidered clothes turned around in shock and looked at the general flag that suddenly appeared behind them.

Yang Ge led Xiao Huang forward with an expressionless expression. A group of rookie embroidered guards stood up in a hurry, knocked over a bench, and then all retreated to the wall and stood with their hands tied and their heads bowed.

Yang Ge sat on the dining table, picked up the untouched roasted lamb leg in the center of the dining table, and fed it to Xiao Huang at his feet.

Xiao Huang lay down next to the roasted lamb leg, baring his canine teeth and feasting.

Yang Ge also grabbed a pickled elbow with his bare hands and tore it apart.

Twenty or thirty strong men with big shoulders and round waists just surrounded the man and the dog who were feasting, not daring to say a word.

The invisible pressure made everyone tremble with fear and sweat.

One person and one dog were busy picking up big fish and meat as if no one else was around. Even if they couldn't eat them, they would grab them in front of them, take a bite, and then throw them back.

After destroying the entire table of fish and meat, Yang Ge pulled off the sweat towel from his waist and slowly wiped the oil stains on his hands.

"City Gate Team, report the number and whereabouts of martial arts practitioners who have entered the city recently."

He spoke calmly.

Fang Ke, who was among the crowd, quickly stood out and responded loudly: "Going back to my employer, there are 324 martial arts practitioners who entered the city within ten days, 273 people who passed through Luting County, and 10 people who visited relatives. Eight people, thirty-three people doing business, those who went to Shangjing have been reported to their families, and those who are still lingering in Luting County are all followed by brothers."

Yang Ge was noncommittal and spoke again: "Waterway Team, report on the number and whereabouts of martial arts practitioners from the north who have recently gone south."

A small flag official stepped out of the queue and responded loudly: "Going back to my master, there are forty-one martial arts practitioners from the north who have gone south in the past ten days, and thirty-five who have entered the city. They are all among those leaving the city in the city gate group."

Yang Ge: "The land team, report on the number and whereabouts of martial arts practitioners from the north who have recently gone south."

Three small flag officers came out in response and responded: "Back to my master, there are thirty-four martial arts practitioners from the north who have entered the city via the official road in the past ten days, and thirty-two people who have entered the city. They are all among those leaving the city in the city gate group."

"Going back to my employer, there are twenty-five martial arts practitioners from the north who have entered the city via the horse road in the past ten days, and twenty-five who have entered the city. They are all among those leaving the city at the city gate."

"Going back to my master's house, there have been seventeen martial arts practitioners from the north who have entered the city via the trail in the past ten days. Seventeen people have entered the city. They are all among those leaving the city in the city gate group."

Yang Ge turned sideways and glanced back and forth at the five people with an expressionless expression.

After a while, he suddenly smiled and said: "It's very good, very neat. It sounds like a lot of thought was put into it!"

The five flag officers all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

Even if they are not smart, they can still hear the bad words after all!

Yang Ge was still smiling: "Then, I would like to ask you all, when did the 'Five Ghosts of Yanyun' go south, when did they enter the city, and when did they touch my door!"

Except for Fang Ke, who was suddenly startled, the other four flag officers all looked at each other in confusion.

Seeing this, Yang Ge picked up a pot of chicken soup, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared: "It seems that you can't eat too much of this meat, otherwise it will not only blind your heart, but also your eyes... This matter needs to be investigated. I don’t know, you guys can just eat mixed flour cakes from now on!”

"Snapped."

The chicken soup and the basin were smashed to the ground, and the juice splashed on the faces of the five flag officers.

Yang Ge stood up and led Xiao Huang out with an expressionless expression.

A group of rookie embroidered guards quickly moved out of the way, lowered their heads and watched him leave.

After Yang Ge left the station, Fang Ke suddenly straightened his face and shouted loudly: "What are you still doing? Send them out to investigate. I can't figure out where the Yanyun Five Ghosts entered the city from. Just wait for the family law!"