32. After eating, you need to conserve your energy.

When the fortune teller saw the face in the portrait clearly, he became emotional and pointed at the portrait, saying, "It's him who caused me to have no income today!"

Hearing his words, the two men looked at each other, and one of the younger men said to the older man, "Brother Chen Mu is so kind to have found him."

These two people were none other than Chen Mu and Zhang Yao, who had stopped and questioned Tang Xiaoyun when he was escaping from the Demonic Cult.

Hearing this, Chen Mu grabbed the fortune teller and ordered, "Take us to find him!"

The fortune teller then realized that the two men were wearing the same clothes as the boy. He was immediately panicked and asked tentatively, "May I ask what your relationship is with him?"

"He is the fugitive we are looking for," Zhang Yao explained.

The fortune teller breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was not an accomplice.

"Stop talking to him and take us there quickly!" Chen Mu urged impatiently.

Since they are not accomplices, I will take this opportunity to teach that brat a lesson.

Thinking of this, the fortune teller led the way and said, "This way, I'll take you there."

The three of them walked down a street and came to where Tang Xiaoyun was setting up a fortune-telling stall. Chen Mu and Zhang Yao looked around but didn't see Tang Xiaoyun, so they asked, "Where is he?"

The fortune teller was also dumbfounded: "He was just here telling fortunes, where has he been in such a short while?"

There was only an empty table here at this time, and there was no trace of Tang Xiaoyun.

When Chen Mu didn't see Tang Xiaoyun, he took out his anger on the fortune teller.

"Where is he? Didn't you say he was here? Are you framing me?!" Chen Mu's eyes were fierce, and the sword was pressed against the fortune teller's neck, leaving a shallow red mark.

The fortune teller turned pale with fear, his legs trembling uncontrollably. "Hero, spare me, I really don't know. I have a grudge against him, too. How could I use him to deceive you? He was still here before I left. I really didn't lie to you."

Zhang Yao frowned and put his hand on Chen Mu's shoulder. He said, "Brother, don't be impulsive. This old man doesn't seem to be lying. Since we are sure he is here, let's look for him nearby. We will eventually catch him."

Hearing this, Chen Mu snorted coldly and let go of his hand. The fortune teller suddenly collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

Seeing him so frightened, Chen Mu kicked him hard and said in a deep voice, "Get out!"

"Why!"

The fortune teller quickly got up and ran away.

Chen Mu glanced at the shops on both sides of the street, pointed to the other end and said to Zhang Yao, "You go over there, I'll go over here, let's look separately."

"good."

The two then separated to search.

At this time, Tang Xiaoyun, who was enjoying his meal in the restaurant, had no idea that someone had come to find him.

He had been hungry for several days, but now he could eat a whole cow.

His cheeks were stuffed full, and he grabbed the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth before swallowing it, looking like a starving ghost reincarnated.

There were many people eating in the restaurant hall, and everyone was busy filling their stomachs, but there was a table of guests that was a little different.

A few tables away, at a table by the window, were two people dressed like beggars.

One of them had a black cloth wrapped around his head in a circle instead of a hat, while the other had his hair loose, but his hair was messy like a chicken coop.

The two noticed Tang Xiaoyun eating and drinking without restraint and exchanged glances, and they already had a plan in mind.

He planned to rob Tang Xiaoyun when he left the restaurant.

At this time, two guests arrived at the restaurant entrance. The shopkeeper, smiling broadly, approached and greeted them, "What would you like to eat, gentlemen?"

"Shopkeeper, I want to ask you if you have seen this person?"

The shopkeeper was stunned, and subconsciously pursed his lips. He looked at the portrait in Chen Mu's hand and shook his head, saying, "I've never seen it."

Chen Mu saw that he answered so bluntly, obviously not reading it carefully. He was so angry that he slammed his sword on the counter and asked, "Think about it carefully again."

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he trembled. He glanced at Chen Mu's expression and took the portrait to examine it carefully.

On the other side, the two beggars were stunned when they saw Chen Mu and Zhang Yao. The beggar with loose hair said, "Look, aren't those two from the Demonic Cult?"

Since Chen Mu and Zhang Yao were wearing the uniforms of the Demonic Cult, they were naturally recognized at a glance.

The beggar in the hat rubbed his chin and muttered softly, "Ever since the Jiuyaotai Sect Competition, the Tianmo Sect has been staying indoors. Why are they coming down the mountain today?"

Hearing this, the long-haired beggar stood up and said, "I'll go over and take a look."

After saying that, he walked towards Chen Mu and the others.

He came behind the shopkeeper and stretched his neck forward to take a peek at the portrait. Seeing this, Chen Mu frowned unhappily, but didn't say anything.

When the long-haired beggar saw the person in the portrait clearly, he subconsciously glanced at Tang Xiaoyun, who was eating with his back to them.

Are they looking for that kid?

"May I ask what the hero wants from this man?"

The long-haired beggar suddenly spoke behind him, which scared the shopkeeper so much that his hand trembled and the portrait fell from his hand.

"Hu San, it's you again!" said the shopkeeper unhappily.

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you seen this person?"

Hu San raised his lip, reached out his hand and slapped the shopkeeper on the face, pushing him aside. He approached Chen Mu and said cunningly, "I asked first."

Chen Mu sneered and looked at Hu San. Although his clothes were shabby, they were very neat and he was not an ordinary beggar in the market.

He knew the man was probably from the Southern Beggars' Sect, so he said, "This man is a traitor to our sect. The leader ordered us to bring him back. If you see him, please let me know."

Hu San chuckled twice, bent down to pick up the portrait, folded it, and stuffed it into his arms. Then he said to Chen Mu, "What's in it for me to help you?"

“You…!” Zhang Yao was about to explode upon seeing this.

However, Chen Mu raised his arm to stop him, staring at Hu San expressionlessly and saying, "If you can help us catch this man, there will be a big reward."

"Okay! Just your words are enough. Don't regret it later."

"I will never regret it."

After getting the OK, Hu San turned and walked towards his companions. Chen Mu kept staring at Hu San's back, and after glancing around the hall, he turned around and said, "Let's go to the next place."

As soon as Hu San sat down, his companion came closer and asked, "What do you mean?"

Hu San raised his chin towards Tang Xiaoyun and said softly, "I'm here looking for that guy. He said he's a fugitive, but I can't see him. Go to the headquarters and find out what's happened to the Heavenly Demon Sect recently. I'll keep an eye on him."

"good."

After saying that, the companion hurried out of the restaurant.

At this time, Tang Xiaoyun also cleared all the food on the table, touched his bulging belly, and burped.

"Burp~ It feels so good."

After eating, I feel that all my strength is back.

He squinted his eyes, his face full of enjoyment, but at this moment the system's voice rang in his mind: [Host, it's time for you to get going.]

[Why are you in such a hurry? After eating, you should take a nap to recharge your energy.]

The system rolled its eyes and said, "I forgot to remind you that the people from the Heavenly Demon Cult were just here. They are here to arrest you."

【What? 】

He subconsciously looked around in panic, [Where is it?]

System: [I just left, but if you don’t want to be caught, you have to leave now.]

"Yes, yes, I have to leave quickly." After saying that, he quickly took out the copper coins from his pocket and placed them on the table, then sneaked out of the restaurant exit.

Hu San saw this and grinned, "Wow! You're quite alert, but the monk can escape but the temple cannot. Sooner or later, you'll be mine."

After saying that, Hu San hurriedly followed.

Because he didn't know how many people the Demonic Cult had sent to capture him, Tang Xiaoyun simply didn't take the main road and chose the sparsely populated alleys.

Hu San followed him all the way, leaving marks along the way that only the Beggars' Gang could understand.

Tang Xiaoyun carefully avoided the crowd and took out the map he had just exchanged for his remaining points. As he walked, he pointed to a marked black dot on the map and said, "Go north from here and you will reach Green Forest Village."

He is now a fugitive, so he naturally cannot go back to the Tang Sect, let alone the Beggars' Sect. After much thought, he thinks it is safest to go to the Green Forest Village.

only……

Just as he was about to walk out of the alley, he saw four or five disciples wearing the uniforms of the Demonic Sect walking towards him from the other end of the street.

"Let's go! Look over there!"

"yes!"

He quickly hid himself in the alley, his heart pounding like thunder as he asked, "Why are there so many people?"

[It seems the big devil won't stop until he captures me.]

After hearing this, the system said, "Host, it's extremely dangerous to go to Green Forest Village. Why don't you go back and admit your mistake to the big devil? He will forgive you. Your life is more important."

Hearing this, Tang Xiaoyun rolled his eyes and said angrily: "If you want to go back, go back. I will never do the same thing as selling hooks a second time!"

After those disciples of the Demonic Sect walked away, Tang Xiaoyun quickly provided cover and came to the entrance and exit of Ning'an Town.

It's easy to tell that the entrances and exits must be guarded by people from the Demonic Cult.

At the exit, two disciples of the Demonic Sect were holding portraits and carefully comparing them with passers-by.

Tang Xiaoyun hid beside a stall, half-crouched and stretched his neck to ask: [What are those things they are holding in their hands?]

System: [Your portrait.]

[What? This damned devil, we need to find a way to destroy the portrait.]

Otherwise, the more people see it, the greater the risk of him being exposed.

System: [Host, it's useless. The big devil ordered people to draw hundreds of them.]

[Oh my god, Tan Tai Lie is seriously ill! ]

What if he can’t go out now?

Just when he was scratching his head anxiously, a beggar appeared in front of him, begging with a broken bowl and covered in dirt.

"Sir, please be kind and give me some alms."

He was feeling annoyed, and when faced with a beggar who was not able to read his expression, he immediately pushed him away in annoyance and said, "Go away, I'm feeling annoyed!"

The beggar staggered back a few steps, looked at him timidly, turned around and left silently.

Tang Xiaoyun stared at the beggar intently, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He called out to the beggar, "Wait a moment!"