Chapter 163

"Yeah, he's a gourd seller. He's been selling it in the city for many years. We all know him."

"Yes, this gourd seller is very honest, and it is impossible to kill people."

"That's right, don't wrong people indiscriminately!"

The hawkers around said one sentence at a time, obviously not happy that the city guards randomly charged these poor people with crimes.

"Don't make any noise!" The city guard drank, stared at the middle-aged hawker and asked, "Then tell me, why didn't you go out to take a look after hearing the cry? Normal people are curious, but you explain !"

He hurriedly said: "The little master who bought my gourd during the day, told me not to go out of the room when it was dark tonight. I heard the woman's cry and got up to open the door, but I thought of the little master's words, I held back the door and went back to bed with my head covered."

"Is it the little monk who bought all your little gourds during the day?" said a man next to him, and said to Chengwei: "I know, he is talking about a little monk, a very delicate and good-looking little monk."

"That's right." The middle-aged hawker said, and said in fear, "If it wasn't for that little master, I might be the one who died. I'll thank him later."

After asking, there was nothing suspicious, and the city guard asked the middle-aged hawker to take them to the little monk, wondering how the little monk knew that people would die at night?

Tangning in the inn had eaten breakfast and was about to set off with her horse, when she saw several city guards coming here, including the middle-aged hawker from last night.

"Master, thank you so much. If it wasn't for Master, I, I might not have been able to go home alive." As soon as the middle-aged hawker saw Tangning, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Seeing that the middle-aged hawker Yintang's life had dissipated, Tangning laughed and said, "The benefactor has a good heart, so it's not just the monk's fault, so get up!"

"Little Master, they..." The middle-aged hawker looked at the city guard behind him and quickly explained the matter to Tangning.

"Yeah, I see." Tangning nodded.

After the middle-aged hawker thanked him again and again, he left first and hurried home.

"Where did you come from as a monk? How did you know..." Before one of the city guards could finish asking, he heard the hurried footsteps and the voice of their city lord.

"Don't be rude! Step back, step back!"

A middle-aged man with a rich robe and a rich belly came in a hurry, probably because he was in a hurry, he was out of breath when he came to Tangning.

"You, you are Master Tang?" The middle-aged man asked after taking a breath, but his eyes calmly looked at the little monk in front of him.

He was wearing a green robe, a crow, and a round bamboo pinned to his waist. His appearance was very delicate and outstanding. He looked exactly like the little monk named Master Tang that was passed down among the nobles of the aristocratic family.

Hearing his words, Tangning raised her brows slightly, "I'm Master Tang." She had never been here before, so how did this person know what Master Tang was called?

"I didn't expect it to be Master Tang, it's really great, Master Tang, this person is the city owner in this city, and Su Chengyuan is a distant relative of my family, so when I learned that Master Tang came to the city, I came quickly and wanted to invite Master Tang. Stay in the mansion for a few days, Master Tang, what do you think?" He looked at the little monk in front of him, hoping that he would agree.