Jing'an square, the firelight flickers in the square pavilion.

More than a dozen Wuhou and bad guys crowded into the small small hall, the fire was rising, the aroma of wine overflowed from the copper pot, and the lotus leaves around were filled with beef and roast chicken.

"Come and drink this cup!"

"Although this Liquan ware is cheap, the alcohol is very strong, which is just right to ward off the cold..."

"Haha, we can't afford this expensive drink."

A group of people were drinking and chatting, making the drafty pavilion seem a bit stuffy.

Of course, there are also people who look worried and say, "We won't be punished if we patrol the night and drink."

"Afraid of a bird!"

The arrogant leader Wuhou sneered: "It's such a cold day and you keep tormenting us. Even if you catch the thief, the credit won't go to you."

"It's just such a small amount of money, but it has been in arrears for several months, and it requires us to work hard. It's a beautiful idea!"

"No big deal, we quit. Then I will introduce my brothers to the incense gathering, and we can eat and drink spicy food together..."

"Bah, that's right!"

Someone quickly agreed, and then asked in a low voice: "Master Lu, you are well-informed, do you know why Jingzhao Mansion doesn't pay us?"

The man with a sinister face took a sip of wine and said with no concealment of ridicule in his eyes, "I can't accept the money."

"Officials and gentry from all over the country have occupied farmland and managed it from top to bottom. None of them pay taxes. How much money can the poor people make?"

"The saint wants to build a new palace, so the Ministry of Finance has no choice but to dig at us."

"Damn it, I can't do this job anymore!"

"There has to be a way to make money..."

"Hey, have you heard that there is a water ghost outside the city and several people have died?"

"Bullshit, I think it's a poor man's robbery."

"It's true, I heard..."

A group of people were discussing in a lively manner, and under the wall not far away, several six-door policemen all had ugly faces.

"Damn, these oilies are too much!"

"Go to Jingzhao Mansion tomorrow and file a complaint against them!"

"Liu Tou, what should I do?"

The detectives asked questions all over the place.

The leader of the bronze medal catcher is a middle-aged man, tall and straight, but his facial features look a bit dull.

He was silent for a long time, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the dark rainy alley, his eyes becoming sharp.

Without talking nonsense to everyone, he walked out quickly, and a pair of judge pens suddenly appeared in his hands.

The body broke through the rain, stepped on the square wall and the big tree, jumped back and forth, soared into the air, and landed on the square wall...

A series of actions, flowing smoothly.

The police officers below also drew their swords and shouted: "Boss, what's going on?"

The catcher frowned and looked around, "Just now... I seem to have heard some noises."

The detectives took a look around and found nothing unusual.

"Tou, there's no one there."

"Maybe it's a wild cat."

"Maybe..."

After the middle-aged head catcher glanced around again, he jumped off the wall and led his men in other directions.

In Jing'anfang, under the brackets of a restaurant, Zhang Biao slowly exposed half of his body and landed softly without a trace of sound.

Looking at the direction in which the catcher was leaving, Zhang Biao shook his head slightly, "This guy really hides his secrets."

The middle-aged arrester was the man Wang Xin and Tie Shouming temporarily followed two days ago, named Liu Changkong.

This person is not good at words and has a somewhat dull temperament. Among the seventy-two bronze medal catchers, his reputation is not prominent.

But Zhang Biao knew that in terms of skill, before he practiced the Three Yang Meridian, he really was no match for this person.

He didn't want to provoke this guy, but if he wanted to find Xiao San, he had to come to Jing'anfang.

Without daring to waste time, Zhang Biao immediately dodged and walked quickly among the shadows of the rooftops.

Sometimes it takes advantage of the strength to fly into the air, sometimes it turns over and jumps over the high wall, like a ghost traveling through the night.

Soon, a Taoist temple appeared in front of us.

On the front door of the Taoist temple, there is a plaque with blue background and gilding, and the three characters "Changchun Temple" are written clearly.

Zhang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully.

Huo Feng asked him to pay attention to the details of the Taoist temples in the nearby buildings of Anzhenfang.

He was not familiar with those Taoist temples. He only knew that there were monks and Taoists in the world who were in charge of making money, and Xiangji Kitchen, which was running a loan business.

But the Changchun Temple in Liu Changkong's jurisdiction has been famous for a long time.

Who would have thought that in addition to the secret spies from the imperial yamen in Yujing City, the most well-informed people in the world are these Taoist priests.

When walking in the rivers and lakes, snakes and rats each have their own way.

After all, they are a group of people who are not engaged in production and wander in the gray field. No matter how famous they are, they still have to eat.

Some people have become local tycoons, running manors, colluding with the government, monopolizing tea, medicinal materials, docks, salt transportation and other businesses, making a lot of money...

Some people work hard, run a escort agency, or become the caretaker of a wealthy mansion...

Others were so upset that they stuck their heads in their waistbands and started robbing families...

Of course, the most important thing is to learn a craft and travel around, which is called the Eight Gates.

Book door, selling secret medicine formulas, obscene books, erotic pictures, inscriptions, calligraphy and paintings, fake antiques...

What Huomen is doing is refining elixirs, wearing stones, and doing magic in the bedroom. They use their fake qigong reputation to deceive rich people...

Most of the people in Piaomeng are purgers and libertines, and each one is more talkative than the next. The storytellers who set up stalls are also included...

Fengmen is a Feng Shui master and a tomb robber...

Jingmen means reading characters, reading faces, scaring people, catching ghosts and chanting sutras...

Juemen specializes in following the court route, acting as a white glove, a master, and setting up a teahouse to facilitate transactions between parties...

I am a wandering doctor, selling fake medicine...

The important door is like a beggar, and there are two kinds of good and evil...

In short, there is no serious business, either cheating or committing crimes.

Compared to those who relied on their hard work to make a living, the Eight Gates were naturally inferior, so they were bullied, so they banded together and established an organization called Tiandimen.

Of course, the rules of the sect are relatively loose. Although they will treat each other as brothers if they meet the secret code, they will not show any mercy when trying to trick each other.

This Heaven and Earth Sect is responsible for mediating. If there is a fight among people within, the leaders of each sect will sit down to drink tea and negotiate.

The second is to stick together. If any family is bullied and it is a matter of life and death, the eight gates will work together and deal with the outside world.

It can be considered a well-known force in the world.

Of course, living in the world is nothing more than seeking money.

The disciples of Tiandi Sect travel around the world, from the court to the market, from the city to the countryside, they can be found almost everywhere, and they are naturally well-informed.

Therefore, Tiandimen is mainly engaged in the trading of information.

Ordinary people think that this Changchun Temple is just a place to burn incense and worship Taoism, but in fact it is the entrance of the Gate of Heaven and Earth at the Jade Capital City.

The six gates have their own spies, but to mobilize and review intelligence, the head of the headquarters must agree and issue tokens.

Xiao San sneaked into Tuwan Village to harm people, so he must have left the Li Mansion.

Yujing City has a population of one million, and Xiao San is a veteran in the community. If he deliberately hides, it will be really difficult to find him.

Zhang Biao had no time to waste and had no choice but to look for the Gate of Heaven and Earth.

……

The view of Changchun on a rainy night is even more peaceful.

The pattering raindrops hit the old blue bricks and tiles, making a rustling sound among the pine and cypress trees.

The palaces and lofts are hidden among the dense forests, with only a few lights in the darkness. It is obvious that most people have fallen asleep.

It seems defenseless, but it should not be taken lightly.

After experiencing the experience of being forced by force, Tiandimen has cultivated a group of masters. Coupled with Fengmen's mechanism, Jingmen's illusions, and Tiredmen's poison... it is really difficult to deal with.

In the past, even if Zhang Biao had great physical skills, he would not be willing to take risks in other people's halls in the capital, but now, he can give it a try.
To be continued...