The reborn elder sister has gone crazy with killing, and there is a crying monster behind her

East Street is the most lively place in Beijing. The reason why it is lively here is not because of the shops on the street, but because of the various small stalls and rare things here.

After Shen Qingxu packed up, she followed Qingfang to the street. They walked through the crowded road. There were crowds of people everywhere, laughter lingered in their ears, and young men and women passed by each other. Everyone was dressed in bright clothes and exquisitely dressed. Their joy was beyond words. The joyful atmosphere made people happy.

Shen Qingxu and Qingfang entered a wide east-west street, with shops lined up on both sides. People were picking and choosing among the dazzling array of goods, bargaining loudly, and the noise was endless, creating a prosperous scene.

The two saw that the road in the middle of the market was filled with stalls, and the small stalls sold all kinds of goods.

There were stalls selling clothing, filled with all kinds of clothes, satin, brocade, and delicate silk, attracting many people to stop and watch.

There are also food stalls filled with fresh vegetables, fruits and a variety of delicious pastries, exuding tempting aromas.

Many small vendors had various gadgets placed in front of them, attracting a lot of people's attention.

There were people selling kites. The colorful kites flew into the sky in the hands of the vendors, attracting cheers from the children.

Many stalls sold toys, such as rattles, wooden horses, spinning tops, marbles and other toys that made the children clamor to buy them.

Shen Qingxu was very happy. Qingfang also smiled when she saw this. The little girl was so satisfied.

The vendors were all smiling and chatting cordially with customers, making people feel warm and happy.

There are some artists in the slightly empty places. They perform various skills on the streets and attract many audiences.

There were martial arts performances, and practitioners showed off their unique moves, which drew cheers.

The highly skilled jugglers performed various thrilling shows that amazed the people.

Shen Qingxu looked at these jugglers in amazement.

People are coming and going in the streets.

Some of them came to buy things, some to sell things, and some to just play.

The sounds in the street market are one after another, noisy and lively.

The laughter of the people, the sounds of bargaining and the shouts of the artists interweave together to form a lively picture.

Shen Qingxu had never been to such a bustling street before. She was so excited that she ran around everywhere, which made life difficult for the maid who followed her.

Shen Qingxu watched the sugar man boss busying himself, and soon the lifelike sugar man was ready.

Qingfang saw that she was lost in thought for a moment, blinking her eyes and swallowing her saliva. She looked so adorable like a greedy cat.

"Sister Qingfang, I want to eat this." Shen Qingxu looked at Qingfang beside her and said pitifully.

Her voice was as soft as cotton, and even had a bit of a coquettish tone. Qingfang was so moved by Shen Qingxu's appearance. Her younger sister at home also acted like a coquettish person to her, so she agreed without any principles: "Okay, I'll go buy it for the princess."

After Shen Qingxu got the candy man he had been longing for, he held Qingfang's hand and continued to walk forward.

When we reached the end of the long street, it was not very lively there. Looking across the street, we saw a lot of people gathered in front of a store, talking about something in groups of three or five.

"Sister Qingfang, let's go over there and take a look!" Shen Qingxu seldom went out after coming to the capital. Today, she was very happy to get her sister's permission. Not only did she see the busiest street in the capital, but now she met a group of people watching the fun. Out of curiosity, she also wanted to go and take a look.

She took Qingfang's hand and squeezed into the crowd impatiently.

"Slow down, Princess..."

After squeezing into the crowd, I heard the verbal abuse coming from inside.

A man wearing a blue brocade robe with narrow sleeves, a vermilion white jade belt around his waist, and a white jade exquisite waist pendant fell to the ground. The man looked disheveled, his clothes were torn, and the exposed skin was blue and purple. There was blood on his head. He looked truly miserable.

He was clearly dressed like a nobleman, but now he was in such a miserable state, which made people even more curious about what happened.

The person standing in front of him was a sturdy, dark-faced man. He was holding a thick stick and hitting the man, cursing as he beat him: "You son of a bitch! You're a spendthrift from your family! And you tried to seduce my wife! You bastard! I'll beat you to death!"

The man was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back. He raised his hands to block the blows, but they hit his hands again. He kept begging for mercy: "Stop it, don't, don't hit me... I never seduced your wife... It was your wife who fell on me herself."

The man begged for mercy while looking at the crying woman beside him, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Woman, I don't know you at all. When you see me being beaten, why don't you say something?"

"Husband, this is really just a misunderstanding..." the woman whispered.

"Shut up, I'll deal with you later." The sturdy man yelled at the woman, and then continued to hit the playboy with the stick, saying viciously as he hit her, "Don't quibble, I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake? You still say it's not true, you shameless person!"

"I didn't! Someone, come and save me!" The man was beaten so hard that he had no strength to fight back. He then took out his wallet and said, "Stop it, I'll give you money. I'll give you money, please stop hitting me."

The sturdy man snatched the man's purse, poured the silver into his hand, weighed it, and then hit the man on the calf with a stick.

"Ow..."

"You think you can make up for the damage you caused me with just a few lousy bucks?"

"Well, what else do you want?"

"What do you think?" The sturdy man raised the stick again viciously.

Seeing that the man wanted to kill him, Shen Qingxu quickly stepped forward, grabbed the stick at the moment when the burly man was about to swing it, and then pulled it hard, dragging the burly man and the stick a long distance.

"Princess!" Qingfang screamed in fright. Seeing the petite Shen Qingxu going up, she hurriedly chased after her.

"Oh my God, how can you move so quickly? Are you okay? Let me take a look. I won't be able to explain if you are hurt." Qing'er was so anxious that she opened her palm and checked around.

Shen Qingxu shook her head, "Sister Qingfang, this man is so ruthless, he might be plotting something, you should go find Jingzhao Yin." Thinking of some of the conspiracies and intrigues in the storybooks, there were stories about hiring people to deliberately kill a target.

"No, I can't leave you." Qingfang was frightened and didn't want to leave Shen Qingxu no matter what.

"I'm fine. Go and call for help. We're in public here. I'm not his target. I can buy him time. If no one stops him and someone dies, it will be even more troublesome."

Qingfang hesitated, then stamped her feet and said with determination: "Then Princess, be careful, don't go in danger, the secret guards are nearby, this villain will not pose a threat to you."

Qingfang thought that the strong man had just swung the stick with all his strength, and the man on the ground would definitely be covered in blood, so she no longer hesitated and glanced at an inconspicuous man nearby. The man nodded in understanding, and Qingfang went to find the patrol team of Jingzhao Yin.