Although the roads in the city are still flat, the carriages are still a bit bumpy.

Mo Bai, who was extremely weak, felt dizzy after all, and his face turned pale as if it were paper, which was extremely uncomfortable.

But he never made a sound. He did not sit on the bench in the car, but sat cross-legged on a futon, frowned slightly, closed his eyes and calmed his breathing to resist the pain caused by the bumps in the carriage.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but suddenly, the bumpy carriage began to slow down slowly, and Tiexun’s voice came from outside the car door at the right time: “Sixth Master, you’re about to arrive in the city gate.”

"Hmm?" Mo Bai opened his eyes and looked towards the car door. He happened to see a gap in the car door, revealing Tiexiong's bearded face. He looked at his eyes carefully. Seeing that he was still calm, Mo Bai didn't say much, but just nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

"The soldiers will check later. Just sit in the car and don't move. I have been going in and out of Chengguan these days and I have tried it out. I didn't recognize me. Even if there is an accident, they must let you get out of the car and check later. Don't panic. Just leave it to me to deal with it. These people are just trying to get more benefits..." Tiexiong was still a little worried that Mo Bai would reveal his feelings and explained again.

"Yeah, okay!" Mo Bai nodded again, got up from the ground, put away the futon, sat back on the bench in the car, and put up a quilt that had been prepared long ago, covered it with his body, leaned against the carriage, held a pair of blue handkerchief in his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and coughed slightly.

This posture, coupled with his pale and blood-free face, looks like a tuberculosis, makes people feel innate at first sight, and they are afraid of getting in touch with him in order to prevent bad luck.

Tiexiong nodded slightly, looked at his face carefully, and confirmed that if it weren't for someone like him who was familiar with him, it would be difficult to see the clues. Then he closed the door again and the carriage drove slowly.

"Cough cough cough..." Mo Bai sat in the car and coughed a few times from time to time.

Tiexiong might think that Mo Bai's posture was for disguise, but in fact, he didn't know that this was what Mo Bai looked like at this moment.

When his body shaking with the car, if he didn't rely on his willpower to endure it, he would be like this.

After coughing a few times, his chest relaxed a little. Mo Bai's eyes were lightly removed from his handkerchief, his eyes drooped slightly, and he clearly saw a shocking bright red on the blue handkerchief.

He shook his head slightly and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air. Mo Bai withdrew his gaze, lowered his handkerchief, and closed his eyes again.

It didn't take long, and there were only noises outside the car window.

"Stop, stop..."

"Yes, you are the ones, why are you running? Ah? What are you running? Bang..."

"Get out, get out, get out quickly..."

"Ye, the little girl looks very beautiful. Come on, come here, come here and check..."

Closed his eyes and Mo Bai opened his eyes again, knowing that he had arrived at the city gate. These mixed noises must have come from the soldiers who were checking each other.

But at this moment, he still frowned at the sound coming from his ears. It was really these sounds, not like the words of soldiers, it was like a gangster who was making trouble for nothing.

The carriage gradually slowed down again, Mo Bai gently lifted the curtain of the car window, opened a corner, and looked at the source of the sound.

Then I saw that less than fifty meters away, several soldiers were carrying knives and scattered around the city gate with their waists.

Some were sitting in the trellis on the side, not knowing whether they were drinking tea or drinking, but there was also someone squatting in a corner of the city gate holding a roast chicken and gnawing.

Of course, there are also people standing at the city gate to check, and those frivolous sounds of shouting and shouting were made by these soldiers.

It was still early at this time, the sun had just risen, the city gate should have just opened for a while, and there were still many people waiting for cross-examination.

When they entered the city, they split the two sides. Most of the people who entered the city were carrying bags, both old and young. It seemed that they were not traveling far away, so they were originally from countryside and went home after working in the city.

Recently, there are mostly middle-aged men who should be working in the city, and there are also some elderly people who carry baskets or carry baskets. It seems that they are coming to the city to sell something to subsidize their household income.

This is the first time Mo Bai has truly seen folk life. He has certainly seen the people in Beijing before, but the capital is different.

This is the real folk, and his eyes focus on the service attitude of these people. At first glance, his heart is slightly calm.

Not to mention silk and satin, more than 99% of people have coarse linen shirts. Even if they are just coarse cloth, there are not many long shirts. They are all short clothes, and the ones with tattered patches are not uncommon at first glance.

His eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at the faces of those who were about to enter the city to fight head-on. Even though it was far apart, Mo Bai seemed to be able to feel the fatigue of running around for life in these people's eyes.

However, under the slightest difficulty, Mo Bai clearly saw that the soldiers who were checking each other cursed from time to time, and even looked at someone who didn't like him, and even wielded their fists and feet.

Seeing the tall middle-aged men, who looked tall, lowered their heads, laughed and bowed amid their shouts, picked up the messy packages that were turned over by them, and bowed to leave...

"Hey, this bun is pretty good, it's just a little less meat..."

"Yes, yes, Jun Ye is tolerant, tolerant. The grandson in the young man's family is sick and is waiting for money to buy medicine. He really has no money to buy meat. When the young man sells these buns today, he will make two small money. Tomorrow, the young man will definitely make a few more stuffings for the military man..."

"Well, sensible, sensible! Come, come, brothers, come and try..."

Mo Bai put down the curtains and closed his eyes slightly, but he could not fade away in his mind. The old man's eyes were filled with tears. He watched the soldiers take away the steaming buns in the load that he had carried, which was still steaming in the load that he had carried, but he did not dare to resist, but instead made a scene of flattery.

"Tiexiong!" Mo Bai said softly.

"Sixth Master!" Suddenly hearing the sound in the car, Tiexin hurriedly opened a corner of the car door and looked at Mo Bai and replied.

"Call the old man who sells buns and buy two!" Mo Bai opened his eyes and said in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Tiexiong seemed stunned, and looked back at the team in front of him. Seeing that there was still a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll buy it for you!"

"Well, go and ask what his grandson is suffering from?" Mo Bai did not look up, but just said softly.

Tiexiong was about to set off. When he heard this, his body suddenly stopped. He looked back at Mo Bai's drooping posture and replied in a deep voice: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!