The rain continued until night, drizzling but not heavy and not stopping.
In an abandoned shrine outside the city, Tu Jiaojiao and Du Sha, disguised as old women, sat in a corner, glancing outside through the crack in the door with worry from time to time.
It was getting darker and darker, but they didn't dare to light a bonfire.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight noise outside. The two men immediately tensed up, and only relaxed a little when they heard a few rhythmic tapping sounds, two short and three long. Then Li Dazui came in.
Tu Jiaojiao said coldly: "I thought you died in the city."
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