After they had become accustomed to the flute music, the two of them changed into clothes that were convenient for nighttime travel, and then, while the front desk wasn't paying attention, they sneaked out the main entrance.
The streets were very quiet at night. Tonight, apart from the eerie flute music, there was no other sound, not even the footsteps of patrol soldiers.
"It's strange, it's too quiet tonight, isn't it?" Tan Rou looked around but didn't see any patrol soldiers with guns. "Where have all the patrol soldiers gone?"
"Let's walk up ahead," Zhuang Liu said, "Maybe the patrol soldiers haven't come by here yet."
Tan Rou thought it was improbable, for the patrol soldiers would arrive well in advance. They would hide inside trucks, waiting for the appointed time to come out.
