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In fact, ink bamboo is only a few taels of silver more than other bamboo fans, and it is not a valuable thing.

Huo Wu took a fancy to the fan pendant hanging from the fan.

A kitten.

On the fan pendant, a white and flawless kitten as moist as mutton fat lay quietly, looking honest and lovely. The carver's skills are profound, and with just a few brushes, he will fully express the simplicity of a kitten, which makes people love it.

The best Hetian jade, coupled with the craftsmanship of the world-famous carver, the value of this carved thing has doubled, even exceeding the jade itself dozens or hundreds of times.

Moreover, this carver is an extremely stingy person, and cherishes his craftsmanship very much, and his works are only twenty out of ten. And this person is arrogant by nature, his eyes are above the top, and only those who can be seen by him can get his works. Otherwise, even if you are the emperor, he will not buy your account. Therefore, this person's work can be described as a hard to find.

Therefore, when he saw that this master's work was actually hung on an ordinary fan by a weak scholar, Huo Wu's eyes suddenly burst into light.

"Nerd, son, come here, I won't beat you." Huo Wu beckoned to the young man.

The boy stood still.

Huo Wu was very bored, and the weak young man in front of him refused to eat soft and hard, which made him lose face in front of those brothers. In order to save face, of course, mainly for the priceless fan pendant, he jumped up suddenly, intending to subdue the young man with one punch and snatch the fan pendant with one hand.

He thought that if he punched down, the scholar would definitely turn into pulp, but when he actually punched it, he realized that he was wrong.

That punch was like a stone sinking into the sea, but because of excessive force, his body dived forward by inertia, and he almost fell to the ground.

And that young man, just lowered his head to pick up something, and was able to avoid his blow.

Huo Wu was stunned, he seemed to hear the ridicule of his brothers from behind, he felt like he had been slapped in the face, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

"You're looking for death!" Annoyed and angry, Huo Wu didn't care about anything, drew his knife out of its sheath, and slashed at the young man.

Cut the young man, and still worried about not getting the fan pendant?

The boy didn't move, letting the steel knife fall from the top of his head. Huo Wu was overjoyed and said with a cruel smile: "You want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill ......"

Before "you" could be exported, Huo Wu's face had changed drastically. The situation changed suddenly, and I don't know when the young man took the ink bamboo fan, and the closed handle of the fan swept towards his hand like an iron pillar, fast and ruthless.

Huo Wu hurriedly let go of the steel knife and abandoned it, thinking to himself, if he didn't let go, this hand might be useless.

He didn't expect that the steel knife he had discarded would be scooped up by the young man with the handle of a fan; He didn't expect that this knife would fall into someone else's hand in a blink of an eye, and it would slash at him again.

He froze again.

How could he have expected that this weak young man would be able to do martial arts! He didn't expect that this young man's knife would be even better than him.

In a hurry, he didn't think about it, so he blocked it with his hand, and at the same time secretly said: "My life is over!" ”

A sharp pain came, and the tail and ring fingers of his left hand were severed in unison, bleeding profusely, and the severed finger fell into the dust and was buried in the earth.

Ten fingers to heart.

Huo Wu screamed and rolled on the ground with his left hand.

The group of his brothers who patrolled the camp behind him were bloodless with fright. They looked at the boy in front of them in horror, as if they were looking at a ghost.

Their patrol battalion has always been not weak, and every member of the battalion has been trained in the army. Especially their leader, Huo Wu, several of their brothers fought against him, and they couldn't take advantage of it at all. Now, their proud leader was defeated by the young man's hand after he could make a move, and even his fingers were cut off. And it all happened so fast that they couldn't even see what the boy was up to!

When they think about it, they just feel sweaty all over their bodies.

Is this boy a ghost?

The young man discarded his bloodied waist knife and glanced coldly at the group. Those people only felt a chill attack in front of them, and a chill formed down their backs.

"Get out!" The boy only said one word.

Those people ran away as if they had won the great victory. One of them suddenly remembered that their head was still rolling on the ground, and he crawled back again, dragged Huo Wu up, and stumbled away.

A sneer appeared on the young man's lips, and he opened the ink bamboo paper fan in his hand again, and the jade cat on the fan fell more and more honestly.

"I said, Childe, why did you come here if you didn't follow the right path? Madame is looking for you. Xiaoshizi trotted all the way, panting, and finally saw Childe, and shouted loudly.

"Don't make a noise!" The boy whispered impatiently.

Xiao Shizi obediently shut up, he was very good at observing words and feelings, and suddenly the lord saw that the son was in a bad mood. If you don't shut up at this time, when will you wait?

But Xiaoshizi is not idle, his smart eyes glanced around, and suddenly he saw the blood in the dust, and then saw the two fingers half-buried in the dust, and immediately "Ah|" A loud scream.

The young man knocked him on the head angrily: "What is it called!" ”

Xiao Shizi touched the sore spot on his head, and didn't dare to call again, but asked cautiously, "Childe, are you in trouble again?" If Mrs. knows, you won't be allowed to go out again! ”

The young boy glared at Xiao Shizi and pointed not far away: "Didn't you guess that this son was accumulating virtue and doing good?" ”

"Accumulate virtue and do good?" Xiao Shizi almost choked on his own saliva, coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, "Childe, are you okay, aren't you burnt and confused?" ”

He has followed Childe since he was a child, and he doesn't seem to have seen Childe do any good deeds. Childe never goes shopping, so he has never tried anything like "when the road is uneven, draw a knife to help"; Childe is never close to women, so there is no such thing as "heroes save beauty, and then beauties promise each other". He only remembered that Gongzi only liked to go to the barracks, and his methods were strict, and the people below were afraid of him, standing in front of him, and the legs of those soldiers were trembling.

Can such a person do good deeds?

"Say what?" The young man tapped his head with the handle of the fan again, and pointed not far away, "There is a person lying over there, it seems that he is not yet breathing, you send him to the nearest hospital and treat his injuries." If this young master returns to Beijing for the first time and hits a dead person, it will be really unlucky. ”

Xiao Shizi pursed his lips and said in his heart, I don't know if that person is dead or not? If he dies in the middle of the road, wouldn't it be more unfortunate to ask him to carry a dead man?

However, he didn't dare to say such things in front of his master.