On the other side, Hong Lian and Ouyang Qing were dressed very plainly, just like village women and ordinary commoners.
After everyone had finished changing and disguising themselves, Qin Xi looked at them all and said, "Let's find a way into the city first. Once we're inside, we'll discuss our next move."
Hearing Qin Xi say this, no one had any objections.
Qin Xi took the lead, picking up his basket and a wooden stick beside him, then walked toward the city.
But Qin Xi's performance was truly excellent. Sure enough, when he passed through the city gate, the soldiers guarding it did not notice anything unusual about him at all.
They felt Qin Xi was just an old man who had come here to sell vegetables, so no one stopped him.
Qin Xi walked right in. Once inside, he quickly turned this way and that, then hid beside a civilian house.
Immediately afterward, Di Qun, Ao Xin, and the others, dressed in very plain clothes, also entered through the city gate.
Then, after glancing in Qin Xi's direction, they walked over toward him without leaving any trace. There was nothing suspicious in this place, so for them, hiding themselves was the best option.
Daoist Yangmei, however, was unwilling all over. He hunched his body, held a broken stick in his hand, and dragged his leg as he walked toward the city gate, looking as if he really were a beggar who had come here hungry to beg.
And the mud Qin Xi had smeared on him earlier always felt stinky. Sure enough, when he entered the city gate, the man looked at him with extreme disgust.
No one paid him any attention; instead, they even took a few steps back.
Daoist Yangmei rolled his eyes and walked into North