On the old roof, a middle-aged man who had begun to gain weight and a young man with a leather cane on his back sat on the ridge of the roof and watched Bi Sanlang and Senior Brother You walk out of the alley one after another. The fat middle-aged man said, "Their master should be a real old man." It's not me bragging, 20 years ago, if the little thieves in this area stole my wallet like this, and turned over the ID card inside, they would have to send it back obediently. ”

The young man smiled: "Then let's continue to follow, or wait for the old rivers and lakes to send it back?"

The middle-aged man's face was a little ugly, and he sighed and said, "You Senior Brother You, I write three waves." ”

"Good. The young man responded, and in a flicker, he was gone. The middle-aged man's body seems to be a little slow, but when he sees it on the roof, it is also fleeting.

Brother You walked around from the alley, and when he came out, it was already a lively vegetable market. At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, it happened to be the most crowded time in the vegetable market, bustling inside and out.

Senior Brother You walked back and forth in the crowd, looking around, not knowing whether he was looking for prey, or out of caution, to see if there were still people following.

A fashionable and sexy young woman was arguing with an old woman who was selling vegetables in several baskets, picking fault and picking the price, in short, making the old woman a little angry. The young woman had weighed all the things she had picked, and she was still babbling about the things she was talking about, and the old woman's face was flushed, and her hands trembled, and she saw that she was about to put the things that were weighed back into her basket and not sell them. The fashionable young woman had already snatched the vegetables and muttered, "Forget it, time is tight, so let's do it." Grow vegetables to make money, how can you make money if you are so lazy, you don't pick up good vegetables, and you ...... old"

While rambling, he handed over a red bill. The old woman selling vegetables didn't say a word, but angrily put the banknotes into the worn-out bag, and hurriedly made change to send away the pestilence god who was annoyed to look at.

Senior Brother You walked past the young woman, and suddenly turned to the old woman who was shopping for vegetables and said, "Old man, pay attention to counterfeit money when collecting large bills." ”

When the young woman heard this, she turned her head suddenly, but she saw people coming and going, and she did not know who the good deed was. But she had no time to find out, for the old grocery buyer was already tugging at her expensive dress, and holding in her hand the money she had just handed over. This has to be reasoned again.

Lin Chuyi, who was not far away, looked at it lightly, and when Senior Brother You passed by the young woman, he had a new Apple mobile phone in his hand, which was worth a lot of money. Looking at the protective case of the mobile phone, it is obviously a women's style.

Senior Brother You swayed in the crowd, looking left and right.

In today's bazaar, people's sense of precaution is really worrying, many women, small satchels with mobile phone wallets, are left in the glove box of shared bicycles, and many men, after paying the money, the wallet will be stuffed into the back of the buttocks, bowing their heads to play with their mobile phones.

Watching Senior Brother You walk by, Lin Chuyi didn't feel that he was secretly worried in his heart. Fortunately, Senior Brother You didn't seem to have any interest in making a move, so he just walked all the way away from the vegetable market and arrived at a slum area with old houses and tiled roofed bungalows.

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The walls and narrow patios are mottled with concrete floors, and the corners of the walls are covered with moss. The door that had been eroded by the wind and rain creaked shut, and Senior Brother You walked through the patio and entered the narrow and gloomy living room. In the living room, a woman in her twenties was delicate and dressed plainly. The woman was carefully folding a very beautiful dress, presumably freshly replaced.

The voice of the pen Sanlang was chattering, and the slurred appearance was obviously eating in a hurry at the same time.

"Senior Sister Xiaoguo, a beautiful sister like you should usually wear such a beautiful dress to go out, and you don't have to change it every time you do something. When Senior Brother You and I earn money, we will buy you a room for a better skirt than this. I wear it differently every day. ”

A tactful female voice responded in an unobtrusive tone: "You buy a house, and I don't have a place to put it." ”

Then there was silence in the room for a while. But just as Senior Brother You entered the house and asked, "Has Master come back?"

Bi Sanlang and Senior Sister Xiaoguo said in unison: "No." ”

Bi Sanlang seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw in the dead silence of the cold field just now, and the voice of the octave began to sound endlessly: "Brother You is very powerful today; I met those two masters, both of whom are unfathomable masters, and I can't leave them at the moment; but as soon as Senior Brother You got out of the horse, they slipped them into a daze; like a monkey." I also followed the fat man's wallet, and they couldn't do anything about it......"

"Where's the wallet?" Senior Brother You's impatient voice interrupted his story, and the pen Sanlang threw a black thing very boringly, and Senior Brother You reached out to catch it.

"Don't worry, I haven't moved anything, we are all old rivers and lakes, this point of consciousness, I have had a ...... since the day I met the master" Bi Sanlang looked at the senior brother and said.

Senior Brother You and Senior Sister Xiaoguo didn't pick up his stubble, and the pen Sanlang was a little boring. The door outside happened to creak open, and in came a middle-aged man with a thin face and a stubble face, the image of which would make people think that they had met the lead singer in the smash hit Rising Sun Masculine.

"Master. The three young men in the room, two men and one woman, greeted the man separately in unison.

"Well," the middle-aged man responded, shaking his clothes, like a grandmaster, intending to shake off the dust along the way, but unfortunately the amplitude of the clothes was not satisfactory, so the man slapped his hand twice, and then sat down on a chair that Bi Sanlang hurriedly set up. The three waves of the pen are very sharp, and a glass of warm water has been handed over again.

"I heard you did a good job this time?" the middle-aged man snorted and said slowly.

"Of course, everything is in hand, and God doesn't know it. "Pen Sanlang is fast-talking," and back at this station, Senior Brother You also played the two incredible masters sent by the other party, and I don't know if I found the way back at this time, and I didn't know if there was ...... way back."

"Wait a minute," the middle-aged man almost choked and spat, "Since you don't know it, why was you caught by the other party's master?"

"This ......" the pen Sanlang was speechless for a while, but after all, he reacted quickly and directly bypassed the most critical question, "The camera will definitely not be able to shoot, and I am most sure of this." In this world, there is no monitoring system that cannot be handled. ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be convinced of this, or he was accustomed to this little disciple's nonsense, and looked up, his eyes fell on the faces of Senior Brother You and Senior Sister Xiaoguo respectively.

A black thing flew out of Senior Brother You's hand, and with a soft snap, it reached the middle-aged man's hand, which was the wallet that came from Fan Nanjiang. Then Brother You spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know, and finally added: "I'm just a person who came to the station to put out the fire after receiving a report." ”

Senior Sister Xiaoguo was also puzzled: "Before sending my junior brother to the station, I didn't find anyone following me? I didn't know after entering the station, according to the rules of the division, he took the train, and I took the direct shuttle bus separately. ”

No one could help him speak, so Bi Sanlang had no choice but to tell the master about the embarrassment of the road after getting in the car.

The middle-aged man listened as he opened the wallet in his hand. There are not many banknotes in it, and you can see that it will not exceed 1,000 if you look at the thickness; the middle-aged man did not pay attention to this, but directly pulled out an ID card from it; then, his eyes stopped on the small card and stared at it, and never looked away.

Senior Sister Xiaoguo had already seen that something was wrong, so she gestured and asked the pen to stop first.

"Are you really sure you've got rid of the owner of this wallet?" the middle-aged man asked, his tone slow, but with a chill that condensed air.

On the roof, the slightly chubby middle-aged man turned his head, smiled slightly at the young man next to him, and blinked.

"Old rivers and lakes. ”

Of course, the young man understood the man's heart. The beauty of this is that he praises the other person.

But the deliberately high-pitched voice of the scumbag man came from the room: "The little apprentice is stubborn, unreasonable, and offended the head of Fan. I also hope that the head of Fan will not care about the villain, and the Yanzi Sect Fang Zongwang has no way, so he pleads guilty to the head of Fan here. ”

The two on the roof heard it clearly, but they remained silent. Sure enough, that Fang Zongwang was not sure that the other party was close to the left, and he said a temptation just now, but he just took the initiative to give in and ask for room for maneuver.

Seeing that there was no response, Fang Zongwang sighed and said, "If it is really sent by the other party, let's not count on this matter." San'er, go and help me push the car out. ”

Bi Sanlang didn't know why, so he was stunned and said, "Master just came back, where are you going again?"

"Where else can I go, wipe my ass. Don't ask, get the car out. The middle-aged man said, his tone was flat, and it was uncomfortable, "You three, no matter where you are in the future, how far you will go when you meet these two people today." Forget it, I'll take the wallet away, and the things from the real estate developer will be brought to me as they are. ”

Senior Brother You, who had been silent, spoke at this time: "Master, I'll accompany you." If there is anything, it is good to have a response. ”

"Take care of the fart, where I'm going, I don't need you to take care of it. Fang Zongwang's tone at this time

, although not severe, the anger and corruption have been clearly written on the face.

The pen shrank and did not move.

"Cart, didn't you hear that?" Master finally let out a thunderous rage.

With an aggrieved face, Pen Sanlang pushed out a red 125 displacement motorcycle from a small utility room. The cart looked good, and it was no less old than the person who pushed the cart.

On the low wall, a deep voice came: "Fang Zongwang, what is the Swallow Gate? Are you going to drive such a thing to break into my Yunsheng Valley alone?"

The crowd inside and outside the house all looked at the low wall with a look of surprise. A middle-aged man with a slightly chubby body and a handsome young man with messy hair sat on the wall, smiling playfully.

Fan Nanjiang really didn't know what Yanzimen was about; on this land, before the crackdown and cleanup, there were countless sects of all kinds. This is when these sects are established, they will explain clearly to the disciples and disciples, and remember well those men and women who came out of Yunsheng Valley.

After so many years, those heroes who were once majestic and led the way for three or five years have long disappeared, but this little-known swallow gate has somehow survived to the present.

Fang Zongwang's figure flickered, and in the courtyard where he had already come, he bowed deeply to the man on the wall, but after all, he was a decades-old man, and his tone was respectful but never hurried: "My Zongwang doesn't know that Changhe Real Estate is a field covered by Yunsheng Valley, some personal grievances, reckless action, the apprentices are not sensible, and they are very offensive to Master Fan, I am really sorry." I didn't plan to rush to Yunsheng Valley overnight to make amends to Master Fan, I don't want your old man to happen here. The things of the long river, we will rush to Yichun, and the things will be returned to the original owner. ”

The disciples behind him were already stunned...... These two are people and ghosts! Usually, within a radius of a few zhang, who is a person and what breath, not to mention the master, even a few of his own disciples who are not successful have discovered it a long time ago.

Fan Nanjiang remained silent and said lightly: "What kind of personal grievances do you have with Changhe Real Estate?" ”

Fang Zongwang saw him asking, Rao is decades old, and he was also a little nervous, after all, his intentions for Changhe this time were very unkind. The forehead was slightly sweaty, and Nuo Ruru finally told the truth: "It's an old house that the children have been used to living in since they were children; Fortunately, Master Fan came in time and didn't cause any trouble. ”

"Well," Fan Nanjiang touched his chin with two fingers in one hand, and muttered, "You Fang Zongwang are indeed old fools." Changhe demolished your house, just him, why did he steal my wallet, hurt me and my little brother, and ran away with your two little monkeys for an afternoon. ”

The scumbag man looked up suddenly, his face full of surprise.

"What's the matter, we ran for a long time, and we didn't ask for a glass of water?" Fan Nanjiang said.

The scumbag man hurriedly turned sideways, pointed into the room with one hand, and was about to reply with two kind words, when his eyes unfortunately swept over the gloomy and narrow living room

After saying the words in his mouth, he held back his voice again. That look was indescribably embarrassing.

I didn't see the two people sitting up at the head of the wall, only taking a slight step, as if walking on the ground, they had already arrived in front of Fang Zongwang. The four masters and apprentices looked at each other, and when they could react, they swarmed to the door to lead the way.

If there is really a teacher, there must be a disciple.

(End of chapter)