Chapter 67: The Wind Howls
{I went on a business trip with Liu Chenghuang for a few days, this guy arranges a big drink every day, plus a long-distance drive, the update is late, if you want to scold, scold Liu Chenghuang!}
There is no suspense, Zhao Xiaolei was kicked out of the foot shop early in the morning, his heart was miserable, he took out his mobile phone from time to time to look at the signal, thinking of all ways to ask for help, but there was no way, the signal has been angry.
You can only save yourself!
He wandered all the way, and the news of Zhao Shuai's return to the dynasty had spread all over Lin'an Mansion, but Zhao Xiaolei also heard many versions:
said that Zhao Shuai resisted the emperor's order, and the 8 gold medals summoned him not to return, and he was determined to smash Huanglong and welcome back the second emperor;
One said that Zhao Shuai was on the way back to the court, and Zhao Shuai was loyal to the emperor and adhered to the holy will;
There is also a sensational statement - Zhao Shuai returned to the dynasty, which is to rebel!
Zhao Xiaolei was worried in his heart, he is now a grass people...... Eh, it's not even a grass people, and the beggars are about the same, how can they stop hundreds of thousands of troops, so that the bastard "Zhao Shuai" doesn't go against the trend of history?
Walking around, Zhao Xiaolei's stomach was grunting with hunger, and he was now facing a very difficult choice - should he buy a broken bowl with the only remaining five cents?
Zhao Xiaolei has already begun to prepare to use a big killer - time stops, damn, thunder split, thunder split, robbery!
You see that fat guy, how rich he is, and he transports money from car to car.
And what kind of Zhuang Gongzi, oops, it's just a bank.
Thunderbolt will not necessarily die, but if you don't rob it, you will definitely starve to death!
Who knows when that Zhao Shuai will return to the dynasty?
Zhao Xiaolei's heart was down, so he simply bought a bowl for five cents, the cheapest one, a stubble fell on the side of the bowl, and the stubble did not fall off.
However, this shows his dedication and dedication to this profession even more.
Let's try it, don't they all say that the Great Song Dynasty was economically prosperous?
Think about the modern day, get a broken bowl and put it on the flyover, and the day's harvest is definitely enough for you to eat, drink, and entertainment, and pay off the mortgage and send a lot of money to your family.
Zhao Xiaolei was very angry, and the consequences were serious.
Angry because he claims to be a fairy, but he ends up like this, of course, the consequences are serious - have you ever seen an immortal begging?
In fact, he still has some elements of anger, he really wants to see what kind of "serious consequences" he will cause if he falls to this end, hasn't Heavenly Court always claimed to have high-tech things to scan his traces? He is especially asking for food, where is this Heavenly Court's rescue team?
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An hour later, in front of the Chenghuang Temple in Lin'an Mansion of the Great Song Dynasty, a short-haired beggar appeared, dressed strangely and miserable......
There were a few kind old ladies who walked by, jumping on a few copper plates, in fact, they also wanted to accumulate virtue and do good, but if they really gave a beggar a consistent money......
It's so eye-catching!
In this way, Zhao Xiaolei's eyes were dull, and he described the performance of the dry tree in the afternoon as the money for a night's shop, cooking cakes and egg soup, and picking feet in the Chase Shop, you have to endure it, and if you can't bear it, Zhao Xiaolei accepted his fate.
Immortals, you have to have the consciousness of being immortals.
Seeing that it was getting late, the City God's Temple was already deserted, the incense and shopping were all gone, Zhao Xiaolei looked at his harvest for most of the day, and was ready to close the stall, he was already so hungry that his heart was close to his back, and this depressed temperament was highly consistent with his professional image - absolute true colors.
At this time, a few ragged beggars suddenly came over and kicked the bowl he had bought for five cents!
What's going on?
This is second only to the hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife - smashing people's jobs and cutting off people's financial routes!
Zhao Xiaolei was furious, but he saw that the beggars with big shoulders and round waists had already thundered their ears, uh, they beat him to the ground with a snap of his fingers.
It's too ruthless......
Zhao Xiaolei's eyes were dark, and he was captured before he even snapped his fingers!
This is due to the fact that he is not good at learning, and he hit several times without success, but he snapped his fingers, so that the two beggar disciples did not know whether it was the eighteen palms of the dragon or the dog stick method, in short, they were captured.
"Take it away, find out where it came from!" commanded a beggar.
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Late at night, deep palace.
The palace lamp hangs high, the people are sparse and sparse, but there is only one place that reveals a faint yellow light, the candle shadow is swaying, and the two figures are lining the window lattice.
"Niangniang, the matter has been done, the old slave has retired......" In the house, an old man with a white face and beard said respectfully to a palace lady.
"Are you sure there are no mistakes?" said the palace lady with a light opening of her lips.
"The old slave is sure!" the white face did not need the old man to reply solemnly.
"Okay, hard work, you can step down. The palace lady waved her hand.
After a while, the candlelight in the room flickered, blending into the vast darkness of the deep palace compound.
……
It was late at night, not far from Lin'an Mansion, on the outskirts of a dilapidated land temple.
It must have been a long time since no one had offered incense here, but it was brightly lit in the middle of the night, and a commotion could be heard from afar.
A big man with a sweat towel on his head said in a rough voice to a tall and thin middle-aged man in the center: "Big brother, the man is unknown, it is better to let it go, so as not to cause complications." ”
Another Toutuo, who had his hair loose but had a headband, interrupted: "Big brother, don't do it, this guy has some evil doors, look at his clothes, he is extraordinary, and those things can't be seen in the doorway......"
At this time, an old man dressed as a Taoist priest pinched his goatee and said slowly: "Don't be disrespectful to the third child, according to the meaning of the old man, I am afraid that this son has some origins, these things, as you said, even if they are artifacts, they can't be said!"
The tall and thin man in the center looked at the three silver-shining, exquisitely made, and flat things on his hands, and muttered: "This thing is not trivial, Engong has ...... it."
Before the tall and thin man finished speaking, the door of the broken temple was suddenly pushed open, and a thin young beggar came in in a hurry, looking flustered and said to the tall and thin man: "Big brother, the people from the six doors are chasing after you......
The thin middle-aged man frowned, and ordered: "I'm afraid that I came here for the jade pendant, let's have less to do with the six doors, extinguish the open fire, and talk nonsense!"
The Taoist priest asked again: "What should I do with the boy who came from an unknown place?"
Tou Tuo hurriedly said: "Don't care about him, dragging this person is very cumbersome, it is better to ......"
The tall and thin man, Elder Chen, waved his hand, hesitated slightly, and waved his hand: "The jade pendant who caused trouble, he was with him, if the six doors didn't find him, let's inquire again when we come back, if the government takes him, Xiaoyi, you will secretly embellish, if there is something to report, I will always have an explanation to Engong!"
"Whew!" the thin young beggar flashed out of the door.
The thin middle-aged man held three silver glittering "artifacts" in his hands, carefully wrapped them in soft cloth, put them in a strange bag, carried them on his shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "The wind is tight, pull it!"
In an instant, there was no trace of people in the ruined temple......
There is a pile of ashes of the bonfire in the land temple, there is still residual warmth, and it will not be extinguished, but there are some miscellaneous things scattered on the ground, a few dry steamed buns, and a ragged blanket.
There was a commotion outside the door, several big men in official clothes kicked in the door, and a cool breeze was involved, and the first one was probably a headcatcher, standing horizontally with a ring knife on his chest, with a vigilant face, looking left and right, waving his hand to his subordinates, and the brothers under his command bowed down and saluted, and dispersed in all directions.
The land temple is not big, and after a while, a catcher trotted over, hugged his fists and said: "Liu catcher, please move here!"
That Liu Zhutou's eyes flashed, nodded and went away with the catcher, but in the cracks behind the dilapidated land statue, he saw an unkempt and angry person, but his hands were tied behind his back, and he looked like he was unconscious.
"Search!" Liu Zhutou ordered.
A few catchers hurriedly went up and squirmed for a while, and after a while, they found a beautifully crafted jade pendant from the man......