Dang! Dang! Dang!

At this moment, the sound of bells in the distance interrupted his thoughts.

On the bell tower of Xingye Square Gate, two Wuhou were ringing desperately. In the blink of an eye, the bells of each square rang, connecting into one and resounding throughout the city.

Wang Captou's expression changed, "It's the Jingjie Bell!"

"Let's go quickly! If the gate is closed and we are trapped here, your aunt will probably die of panic."

"Also, the chief catcher has asked you to take a vacation. Please stay at home these days and don't run around, in case something happens and you can't find anyone!"

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, I know."

The two of them moved very quickly and left the square gate while talking.

When I came to the street, I saw chaos.

The vendors along the street hurriedly packed up their goods, fruits and vegetables, and the tattered baskets fell on the floor...

Hu merchants from the Western Regions drove the camels with all their strength, even drew their swords, and angrily scolded the beggars who took advantage of the chaos to steal...

The Jinwu guards marched in formation with guns in hand, full of murderous intent...

The people were running fast and crying one after another...

Zhang Biao frowned slightly, but was not surprised.

This Daliang Dynasty is a bit like Chang'an in the previous life, but there are few curfews on weekdays, and each city can trade freely, making it very prosperous.

But the state has national laws, and the city also has city regulations.

If something big happens, the "Quiet Street Bell" will ring.

This is a signal to implement martial law. When the bell ends, all markets will be closed.

Those who are still wandering around at that time, whether they are common people, merchants, or small officials in the capital, as long as they don't have the pass cards, will be arrested and thrown into prison, and they will either die or be exfoliated.

Since the turmoil in the capital a hundred years ago, this rule has been handed down, and no one dares to violate it.

What Zhang Biao was a little confused about was that it was just an abnormal celestial phenomenon, and what he wanted to guard against were rumors, so why was he making such a big deal about it?

When Wang Captou next to him saw this, his brows became even more worried, "Biaozi, I'm leaving first. It's no good if there is no backbone in the family with this chaos."

"Uncle Wang, be careful."

The two did not live in the same neighborhood, so they parted ways.

Seeing Wang Captou's figure disappearing into the crowd, Zhang Biao also looked around, turned around and rushed into a dark alley.

Anzhenfang, where he was located, was far away, and the streets were currently bustling with chaos. If he wanted to get back in time, he would have to take a shortcut.

The alleys are relatively narrow.

It rained heavily this summer and the city was flooded. Many century-old walls collapsed. They are now covered with racks and are being repaired because the roads are impassable and there are relatively few people.

Zhang Biao accelerated, stepped on the wall and used his strength to jump onto the wooden frame, then pressed his body to accelerate, galloping and jumping like a civet cat.

There is no such thing as true energy in this world. Qinggong is just a variety of techniques for climbing over walls and jumping to relieve force.

He combines the martial arts passed down from his family with the parkour in his previous life, and also cooperates with the Soul Hook Lock. His agility in movement is ranked among the best in the entire six doors.

In less than a stick of incense, the gate of Anzhenfang was in sight, and the patrolling Marquis Wu was beating the gong. After seeing him, he quickly said hello, "Hey, Zhang Captou, come in quickly, don't you?"

Too late!"

"Xiao Qi, if you need anything, please say hello."

"Thank you Zhang Captou."

After some pleasantries, Zhang Biao strode into the square gate...

……

In the thirteenth year of Yuanchen in Daliang, it became dark and the city was in chaos.

Celestial phenomena such as solar eclipses have been recorded since ancient times. There are folk legends that the heavenly dog ​​eats the sun, and there are also prophecies that it is a sign of great misfortune for the emperor to lose his virtue.
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