002 didn't lie down immediately. Instead, she went to the table and found some cool tea to moisten her lips. There wasn't much food at home, and the water was from the well yesterday, but 002 didn't feel like eating anything.

Things happened so fast that 002 was a little disoriented. 002 reached out to touch the sunlight streaming in through the window.

He thought he would never have to live a life of constant danger again, and that he could live in the sunlight like an ordinary person. But 002 was still too naive.

Xiong Bufan held a steamed bun in one hand and a flatbread in the other. The silver 002 had given him was still too little and not enough to eat. There were many people gathered in front of him watching the excitement. Xiong Bufan stuffed the flatbread and steamed bun into his mouth and squeezed to the front to watch the excitement.

In the middle of the crowd were several street performers. They took advantage of the morning crowds to perform, hoping to attract enough attention and earn more money.

They did a few somersaults, and a girl with a gong walked around the two men and banged it a few times, attracting the attention of passersby. The girl cleared her throat and said, "Fellow villagers, my two brothers and I are passing by this blessed land and are performing here to earn money for our journey. If you have money, please support us financially; if you don't have money, please support us by showing your presence. Now, my two brothers will perform the act of breaking a boulder on their chests for you."

Some people around started throwing coins, while others clapped and cheered.

After building up enough popularity, the main program of the day begins: "Breaking a Stone on His Chest." A burly man lies on a long wooden bench, exposing his strong chest, with a huge stone slab on it, which extends far beyond his chest.

The man showed no sign of nervousness; he even waved to everyone. The girl nervously watched the man lying on the ground. Next to the wooden bench stood another man holding a huge hammer, waiting for the first man to prepare to smash down...

Xiong Bufan asked curiously, "Kongkong, are they demons? They have such powerful bodies."

"No, this is human acrobatics, maybe it involves something like qigong?"

"Ok."

The performance of breaking a boulder on one's chest was over, and the surrounding crowd cheered. Those with money threw copper coins and silver fragments into the field, and the two men bowed to each other. The girl picked up the money with a winnowing basket or similar object, and if she saw someone who hadn't thrown any money, she would extend the winnowing basket to them.

When the girl held out the winnowing basket to Xiong Bufan, he looked at the loose silver and copper coins in the basket and wanted to grab a handful, but seeing the girl's eager eyes, he took out a steamed bun from his pocket and placed it on the basket with a heavy heart.

The girl thought she would be given a copper coin or some silver, but instead she was given a coarse steamed bun. She glanced at Xiong Bufan and walked away. There are many people who come out to perform, so you can encounter all sorts of strange people. The girl has even encountered people who robbed her. So she gladly accepted Xiong Bufan's steamed bun.

The two men also picked up the copper coins on the ground. After they finished, the three of them packed up and left. Xiong Bufan then took out a coarse steamed bun from his pocket and said excitedly to Kongkong, "I have a great idea to make money."

“We can’t rob them. They haven’t done anything wrong. It’s immoral to rob them.”

Seeing that Kongkong had misunderstood him, Xiong Bufan quickly explained, "No, I didn't mean to rob them. I wanted to go out with 002 and break rocks on my chest. That way I could make a lot of money and have enough to eat."

Kongkong: "Should I put the stone slab on you?"

"No, I hit 002 with a hammer."

Kongkong was speechless. "Bufan, please let 002 go. If you kill him, the mission will be over. He may not be a good person, but we have to let him live."

"Alright, let's think of other ways to make money then." Xiong Bufan was a little disappointed. 002 was too fragile; he couldn't use any of the good money-making ideas he had come up with. That useless 002!

002, who was resting in the yard, sneezed. It seemed like something was bothering him, but it could also be because of the cool weather. He tidied himself up and went back inside.

Xiong Bufan wandered around the street for a while, and finally strolled back to the courtyard by jumping over the wall. The chair that Xiong Bufan had smashed last night was no longer in its original place, and now it was lying alone in the corner.

002 stepped out and calmly said to Xiong Bufan, "You broke my chair, you have to pay for it."

Xiong Bufan took out a coarse flour bun from his pocket and handed it to 002, saying, "Your breakfast."

002 took the steamed bun and said, "At least you still have some conscience."

Xiong Bufan: "This will settle the debt for the broken chair." After saying that, 002 was about to spit out the steamed bun. He had spent several copper coins to buy that chair, but this steamed bun only cost two copper coins.

"Don't spit it out," Xiong Bufan pinched 002's mouth and continued, "If you eat it, it means you agree."

002 struggled to swallow the steamed bun, "Ugh, to pay off the debt, let me go, let me go."

Xiong Bufan released 002, and 002 found a chance to finish eating the steamed bun. Xiong Bufan said with a grin, "If you don't earn money to support me, I'll make you spit out the steamed bun."

002 laughed awkwardly, "Then I'll buy you a few more steamed buns later."

Xiong Bufan slapped 002 on the shoulder, "Just remember to buy me some meat."

002 thought to himself: You're being picky, you should be grateful you get anything to eat. But he didn't dare say it aloud, for fear of getting beaten up.

After finishing his meal, Xiong Bufan went back to his room and lay down. After eating a steamed bun and feeling less hungry, 002 also found a place to sit. He needed to think about his future life plans.

The two stayed like this for seven days. It was already the seventh day after Cui Zuoqian's death, and the streets were covered with white paper money. Xiong Bufan took the last of his copper coins and went to the street to ask the old woman selling steamed buns, "Who died?"

The old woman said, "It's the seventh day since the Emperor's third son died. He was said to be the Emperor's most beloved son. What a pity."

"Girl, how many steamed buns would you like?"

Xiong Bufan gave all the coins to the old woman, saying, "Buy steamed buns."

The old woman was serving steamed buns to Xiong Bufan. Xiong Bufan asked, "Who are the Emperor's three sons?"

Kongkong: "Cui Zuoqian".

Xiong Bufan panicked again and said, "I didn't kill him. You know I don't kill."

Kongkong: "I know you didn't kill him, Bufan, don't panic."

The old woman handed the packed buns to Xiong Bufan, saying, "Young lady, your buns are ready."

Xiong Bufan took the steamed bun and walked back absentmindedly, unaware that someone was following behind him.

While recovering from her injuries, 002 cleared out a small patch of land in the yard, intending to buy some vegetable seeds to plant. Her master was dead, and 002 was prepared to live here for a long time. Fortunately, her childhood memories of farming had not completely disappeared, otherwise 002 really wouldn't know how to plant vegetables.

After waiting for a while and Xiong Bufan still hadn't returned, 002 fetched a bucket of water from the well outside and poured it into the field. As long as the soil remained moist, they could plant another crop of vegetables before winter.

Xiong Bufan returned from outside, still somewhat dazed, and placed the steamed bun on the table. "Cui Zuoqian is dead."

A strange look flashed across 002's face, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "How did you know?"

Today is the seventh day after his death.

002: "If I count the days, it's definitely time. Let's eat quickly. What did you buy?" After saying that, 002 started rummaging through the paper package that Xiong Bufan had brought back.

A middle-aged man flew down from the roof and shouted at 002 and Xiong Bufan, "002, 003, you were hiding here! I've been looking everywhere for you. Why don't you go back!"

Every surviving bodyguard represents the hard work and dedication of their superiors, so they would never allow a bodyguard to leave without permission.

The middle-aged man was Li Dan, the instructor of the secret guards. If he hadn't been with 003 today, he wouldn't have been able to find the two's hiding place. Their master was dead, and they thought they could escape the secret guard camp. That was just a pipe dream.

Li Dan was so terrifying in 002's stereotype that 002's legs went weak and he knelt down, "Master."

"003, kneel down and come back with me to accept your punishment!"

002 was still tugging at Xiong Bufan's clothes. The punishment from the Dark Guard Camp was not easy to endure. If he knelt down early, he might be able to suffer less punishment.

Xiong Bufan asked in confusion, "Who is 003?"

Li Dan had already attacked. "003, you're still pretending to be stupid. Today I'm going to teach you a lesson."

Xiong Bufan and Li Dan exchanged punches, but Li Dan was blasted away. In the face of absolute power, any kung fu is just a show. Xiong Bufan withdrew the hand that had been exchanging punches and used his other hand and two legs to beat Li Dan into a retreat.

Li Dan shouted to 002, "003 has gone mad, come and help!"

002 stood up from the ground and attacked Li Dan directly. He had not forgotten how this man had tortured them. In order to take 002 away, he had even killed 002's parents.

Li Dan never expected 002 to betray him. In the end, he was kicked away by Xiong Bufan, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't even get up. 002 went over and finished him off.

Li Dan has information on everyone in the Dark Guard Camp. If Li Dan is alive, 002 and Xiong Bufan will never have a peaceful day.

Xiong Bufan happily searched Li Dan's body and found several small bottles, as well as some silver notes and loose silver sewn into his clothes. Thinking about the days when he would have enough to eat in the future, Xiong Bufan instantly beamed with joy.

002 was worried about what to do with Li Dan's body. If all else failed, he would drag it to a mass grave, smear its face, and then no one would recognize it.

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