Running for your life is a physical task.

When the little beggar bell sneakily came over, Bai Yuan had just suppressed his rapid breathing.

His back was leaning against the gray wall tiles, and the broken hair on his forehead hung haphazardly, and under the broken hair were a pair of eyes that were rare to see, bright and clear, with the unique and untouched sharpness of a young man.

When the bell saw him, he rushed up in a few steps, raised his face and asked, "What should we do?

The others were not yet as tall as Bai Fall's chest, and under the melon skin hat was a very pale face, and the braids behind it were thin and yellow.

The shoes on his feet had long since been lost when he had just fled for his life, and a noticeable black blue had been added to his forehead.

Bai Yuan stretched out his index finger, poked at his injured place, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Bell didn't answer Bai Yuan's words, but continued to ask, "Do you have a way to kill that person surnamed Wen?"

Bai Fall: "I asked you if it hurts?"

Bell rubbed the dark green place, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"A pair of shoes, plus this, two and one fill in five, before leaving Qianyang City, I have to help you take revenge on this. Bai Yuan's tone was calm, and he patted the ashes on his body as he spoke.

He was dressed in rags, his pants were full of holes, his left sleeve was half missing, and only two buttons remained on the placket.

Bell really couldn't see anything to cherish in such a dress, he pressed Bai Yuan's hand a little angrily, "Haven't you heard people say that if that person surnamed Wen doesn't die, we won't both be able to live?"

After speaking, he changed his bitter tone again, and asked after discussion: "Can't you do what others tell you?"

"Wild dogs still have bones that they don't eat. Bai Yuan didn't care, he looked around, and thought that no one should chase after him, so he pulled up the bell and turned out from the street, "I have to let those people know that no one can provoke a person surnamed Bai called Hanako." ”

The bell shook off his hand and became angry: "The court is gone, and the world has long changed." What's the matter, do you still think this is in Sijiu City? This is Qianyang, your trick doesn't work!"

Bai Yuan didn't know what the bell said about "that set", this child usually likes to lose his temper, he didn't take it seriously, let the bell stand in place, swaggering forward.

May is a good time for clear weather.

A few streets later, the bustle of Qianyang City came to the face.

On the main street, the tea house and wine shop are full of friends, and the small stalls in the middle of the road are full of people, and you can see the prosperity everywhere from afar.

Not long after, the bell trotted after him, and asked unwillingly, "Did you hear what I said?"

Bai Yuan's eyes chased after the beautiful girls on the street, and took the time to reply to him: "That's Tai Yongde's gentleness, how can you kill it?"

In Qianyang City, you can occasionally see such girls, they are wearing their own national costumes, and the hem of their clothes is covered with beautiful and unfamiliar patterns.

The bell raised his hand and pinched his arm hard, forcing Bai Yuan to turn his head to look at himself before saying, "What's wrong with Tai Yongde? When I asked for food last year, I heard people scold their family for deserving it, if they didn't do it too much, would they be angry?"

Bai Yuan finally put his mind back, and he gestured to the bell to be quieter, while explaining: "When Tongzhi was a master, Tai Yongde had a tribute wine from Qiandi. Now that things are all over the city, there must be some reason we don't know, don't talk so badly. ”

The bell was not convinced: "Am I damaged? Is it possible that I forced their family to smash their own signboard?

Bai Yuan glared at him with his eyes, but he didn't see the bell, and then said: "People, you have to say something when you want, Tai Yongde is really not good now." I think when we were in the capital, how many good wines were sent to Guizhou every year, but I didn't see his jar. This time, he rushed to Qianyang City recklessly, is it obvious that he is dying! Now it's okay, he was squeezed so badly by his peers. In my opinion, the people who forced us to kill people, Bacheng are peers in Qianyang City, and I really can't stand the sins of their family......"

Speaking of this, the bell suddenly paused, he stopped, looked up at Bai Yuan's very thoughtful eyebrows, and pondered: "Did you say before that you have a little relationship with their family surnamed Wen?" Otherwise, let alone avenge me, it will be a question of whether we can leave this realm or not. ”

Bai Yuan did meet with his parents with the people of the Taiyong Dewen family, but at that time he was only seven years old, and several children of the Wen family were about the same age, and now more than ten years have passed, and he may not be able to recognize the right face on the road, plus he is now so downcast that he has come to the door, and it would be strange if he was not beaten.

"I don't have that much face. ”

After Bai Cheng finished speaking, the bell immediately sneered: "Yo, if you let you kill someone, you will have no face, let you be a little white face and pestle on the street, you will have more face, right?"

I heard this kind of words many times, but I didn't care, and knocked it on his head, "It's not to support you, I have no conscience." ”

The bell without conscience stopped drying, and opened his teeth and claws: "I'd rather starve to death than those things you exchanged for skin! Anyway, my little beggar has a rotten life, how can I be like you! How precious are you......"

Bai Yuan thought he was noisy, and wanted to pinch the little beggar's cheeks to force him to shut up, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, an extremely familiar country voice came from behind him.

"Hey, hey, hit someone!"

Someone is in charge of this kind of idle business?

Bai Yan was so frightened that he took his hand back, but there was no movement behind him. He turned around to look and realized that he had not said this to himself.

Behind him and the bell is a large shop with a three-bay door, and the plaque on the lintel is square, saying "Shengtai Restaurant".

I don't know what happened in the store, Xiao Er, who was originally welcoming customers outside, suddenly ran to the store while shouting.

Bai Yuan and the bell were hooked by the accent of the little er, and they couldn't help but be a little curious, so they leaned over to the door and looked inside.

This restaurant has two floors, full of seats, and the guests are all dressed in horse coats and long shirts, and they are all local businessmen and celebrities.

At this point, everyone's eyes were focused on a table facing the window.

At the table sat a middle-aged man, dressed in a short shirt, with wheat stalks on his trouser legs, and a shiny scythe leaning at his left foot.

This is a work-carrying worker, whose family has no land and no job, and makes a living by helping people do short-term work when they are busy with farming.

On the way from the capital to Guizhou, Bai Yuan has seen many such people.

Sitting together in a short shirt and a long shirt was incompatible, but the one who carried the work seemed to not realize that something was wrong, and asked calmly: "Do you admit it or not?"

He had a bowl of wine in his hand, and when he glanced at it, he immediately became strange, his hands were too clean, and he didn't have any calluses from perennial labor.

Standing opposite the middle-aged man, who was about the shopkeeper of this store, he smiled and replied: "You are wronged, how can I admit it?"

This Beijing accent was spoken very positively, and Bai Yuan listened to it kindly, and involuntarily walked a few more steps to the store. The bell hesitated, not daring to follow in.

After the shopkeeper over there replied, the one who carried the work suddenly slammed the bowl on the table, like a shocking wood photographed by the old man of Qingtian, quite with a little prestige, he said: "Doing business is about integrity, I see that it is not easy for you to open a restaurant here as a foreigner, so I have repeatedly given you opportunities." Today, if you admit that this wine is mixed with water, at most you will smash the signboard, and if you don't admit it, I will smash people. ”

"This master, where did you say this......" The shopkeeper arched his hand, although he said politely, but he didn't look down on the other party too much, "I have such a big shop here, and I can't sell it with water because of the expensive wine." I'm afraid it's not that you usually work hard, and you haven't drunk any good wine, so if you don't pay attention, the quality is poor, right?"

"You dare to be strong, let me ask you, what kind of wine is this?" The one who carried the work wrinkled his eyebrows, and pushed the wine jar on the left hand side forward as he spoke, making enough gestures to ask the master to ask for guilt.

The shopkeeper's face did not change: "This master, you ordered the imperial spring tribute of the Jingli Lin family." ”

Bai Yuan was caught off guard when he heard the words "Yuquan Gong", his heart tightened, and he unconsciously moved forward again.

The shopkeeper over there didn't stop, and continued: "This Yuquan Gong has the number one in the Forty-Nine City. Chen Mousheng was born in Beijing, and later traveled around, and opened the restaurant wherever he went, but no matter where he went, Yuquan Gong could be sold to the first three miles, you said, why should I mix water with such a good wine?"

What he said was reasonable, and the people around him nodded after hearing it.

When the shopkeeper Chen saw it, he suddenly became even more fearless, he leaned down and said, "I have opened a restaurant for so many years, and I have served all kinds of guests. If you really can't afford to eat, you don't have to come to the overlord meal, Ma slips into the back kitchen to wash the dishes, and the wine money is clear, Chen will naturally let you go. ”

In and out of the words, it was all mockery.

With a "tsk" sound, he raised his hand and poured all the wine in the bowl on the face of the shopkeeper Chen, and then he got up and grabbed the other party's collar and roughly pulled the person in front of his eyes, "You go south and north, and you use these adulterated things to fool diners from all over the world? What kind of thing are you? Losing the reputation of Yuquan Gong, it is not enough to screw your head off!"

In this trouble, the guests who were originally watching the play all came around, and you persuaded me every word.

Xiao Er was even more anxious to jump to his feet, and just as he was about to step forward, he picked up the sickle at his feet, and scared Xiao Er so much that he withdrew far away.

He forced the guys in the store to retreat here, but the strength in his hands on that side became heavier and heavier.

Shopkeeper Chen's face was flushed with his collar, and he hurriedly explained: "Yuquan Gong is such a taste! We who do business, no matter how big the business is, we dare not deceive customers, how dare I fool you!"

But the one who carried the life didn't buy it: "It's still hard-mouthed, if Lao Tzu doesn't teach you a lesson today, I'm afraid you don't think that the people in my Qianyang City have never seen the world!"

Shopkeeper Chen was so shocked by him that he screamed again and again: "Who are you? Even if someone really cares about you to smash the field, you have to tell some reason and some evidence!"

"Hey!" The person who carried the work seemed to hear something interesting, and suddenly smiled, "Lao Tzu has done all the evil things in his life, and he has never left evidence." With that, he raised his scythe and was about to slash down.

"Stop!"

Almost instantly, Bai Yuan violently pushed away the crowd and stood up, "It's a trivial matter of a glass of wine dripping water, it's not like this, I'll give you two a break, how about it?"

After speaking, in a questioning gaze and whispered discussion, Bai Yuan stood with his hands on his sleeves, and under his neat short hair, his eyes were smiling.

The man who carried the work was obviously stunned for a moment, his gaze swept around Bai Yuan's face twice, and finally he really put down the knife in his hand, and knocked on the table with his crooked fingers, "Boy, if you really have the ability to make a clear decision, you will reward you with anything, but if you dare to talk nonsense, don't blame Lao Tzu for not warning you, this Qianyang City, don't think about going out vertically!"