Shanbao was carried by the old harrier and ran away, only to feel the cold wind in his ears, and the objects in front of him kept retreating, looking like an alley, and finally found that it was indeed an alley, because the old harrier suddenly stopped, turned back and shouted to the old mouse: "Wrong." ”

The old mouse hurried up and pointed to another alley in the oblique with his hand: "From here, you can go to Mantangchun." ”

Full of spring? Shanbao had already been thrown to the ground, and knowingly asked to delay time: "Is Mantangchun a word card?" ”

The old harrier looked at her, grinning widely, and Shanbao, who fell to the ground, could clearly see his uvula, and his stomach churned, and he wanted to vomit.

The old harrier smiled and said: "Uncle, I can't write poems and lyrics, and Mantangchun is a brothel." ”

Shanbao was still pretending to be confused: "Are we going to meet girls?" ”

The old harrier squatted down to pinch her face, Shanbao's head tilted to dodge, and the old harrier said: "At this time, you are still pretending to be with the uncle, you are a female, look at this thin skin and tender meat, look at this pair of little feet, look at this little waist ......"

As he spoke, Shanbao rolled to the side, and was in a hurry: "I am the grandmother of the ancestral family, I am the leader of the gang, you dare to be disrespectful to me, that is, to be disrespectful to the ancestral family, that is, to be slightly disrespectful to the grandfather, do you know the grandfather." ”

The old harrier and the old mouse looked at each other, and were stunned at first, the old mouse was born timid, and muttered: "Grandpa is not easy to mess with." ”

The old harrier snorted: "Don't listen to the little girl's nonsense, how prestigious the gang is, you can let a little girl be in charge, and besides, what's wrong with the grandfather, I haven't heard of death." Even if the grandfather dies, there is still the grandfather, who doesn't know that he is the future leader of the gang, and the little lady is cunning. Let's go, let's find a place to cool off first, and then sell her to the full house. ”

The old mouse felt that what he said was reasonable, and looked at Shanbao with some reluctance: "So handsome, keep it?" ”

The old harrier said: "Handsome, ugly, it's the same when the lamp blows." The money that sold her was enough to marry ten, and she kept nothing. ”

said categorically, came over and grabbed the good treasure and clamped it under the armpit. When he was about to leave, he heard someone shouting: "Old harrier! ”

Shanbao tried to look up, and there was a man standing at the end of the alley, familiar to him. After a closer look, I found that it was actually a white-faced scholar I met in the teahouse. Only now he was wearing a cloak.

When the old harrier went to the teahouse to catch the treasure, he was in a hurry, and he didn't care about this person at the time, so he didn't know it, and asked, "Who is Your Excellency?" How do you know what to call next? ”

The white-faced scholar chuckled: "I came to Lei Gong Town to buy herbs, but I don't know how your name came to be." ”

Herbs? The old harrier muttered to himself, Lei Gongzhen should look for his ancestral family when he is doing a medicinal material business, and he is afraid that it is not a medicinal material. Instead, the Soul Reaver Grass said cautiously: "You have found the wrong person." I don't do the medicine business. ”

The white-faced scholar slowly paced over and reached into his arms...... The bluffing old harrier stepped back and shouted, "What do you want to do?" ”

The white-faced scholar was stunned, then laughed, slowly took out his hand, and there were two more large pieces of silver on his palm, and said: "It's cold, we don't have to go around, this is a fixed money, I want ten baskets of soul-snatching grass." ”

Ten baskets, but it's such a big deal, the old harrier couldn't hold back his joy, and still said carefully: "What kind of soul snatching grass, I don't know." ”

The white-faced scholar put the silver on the ground and said, "I live in the Hongru Inn, if I can't deliver the goods before noon tomorrow, I will leave, saying that tomorrow night is Chinese New Year's Eve, and I have to go home to keep the New Year with my family." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The old mouse saw that the money was open, and he ran over and leaned over to pick up the silver, but saw the white-faced scholar suddenly turn his head back, and the bluffing old mouse dropped the silver in his hand, and the white-faced scholar pointed to Shanbao and said: "I heard that a new magistrate has come, and he has sent people to watch at brothels such as Mantangchun and Shuiyue Minglou on a day to arrest and sell women from good families. ”

The old mouse was a little timid, and came back to the old harrier and said, "What should I do? The brother on the road said that he really came to a new county. ”

The old harrier pondered, looked at Shanbao and said, "If you don't get her home, let's use it." ”

At this time, the white-faced scholar lost his words again: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that the new magistrate has been going to search house to house recently, and the two of you should be careful." ”

The old mouse was frightened: "Ah! ”

The old harrier became suspicious, snorted coldly, and shouted at the white-faced scholar: "How do you know so detailed? ”

The white-faced scholar said unhurriedly: "Businessman, if you don't have clairvoyance, how can you do it." ”

The old harrier thought for a while, and deliberately tempted: "Since Your Excellency can buy ten baskets of Soul Snatcher Grass, it is better to buy this girl too." ”

The white-faced scholar turned his head, looked at Shanbao with a gesture, and shook his head with disdain: "She looks pretty good, but she looks so thin and can't do anything when she buys it back, don't." ”

The old harrier felt that there was a play, and said: "It's okay to be a girl, I'll take you cheap." ”

The white-faced scholar stood and thought for a moment, and asked, "If I buy her, can you sell me more Soul Reaver Grass?" ”

The old harrier was happy: "Deal." ”

The white-faced scholar stepped back, squatted down and looked at Shanbao, and sighed: "With a foxy face, I'm afraid that my wife won't want it, so forget it." ”

wanted to leave, the old harrier and the old mouse hurriedly dragged him: "Look at you are also a big family, how can you not have a few concubines to get through the house, this girl can't find the stunning beauty in ten miles and eight villages, you are a foreigner, and you are not afraid of any new magistrate, in this way, one hundred taels will be sold to you." ”

The white-faced scholar was surprised: "One hundred taels? ”

The old harrier hurriedly said: "Too expensive? Since you are a businessman, you can sell her to ensure that you make money. ”

The white-faced scholar nodded: "That's a good idea." ”

After speaking, he touched it into his arms again, took out a large-denomination silver ticket, handed it to the old harrier and said, "This, even tomorrow's Soul Snatcher Grass will be paid." ”

The old harrier snatched it in his hand, looked at the old mouse, and developed! Leaving Shanbao behind, the two of them turned around and ran.

Shanbao sat on the ground and looked at the white-faced scholar and sighed: "What a fool, if these two bastards don't give you the Soul Reaver Grass tomorrow, where will you find them?" ”

The white-faced scholar smiled: "My family is full of mountains of gold and silver, and they have broken their appointments, and I have the right to do a good deed every day." ”

Shanbao said angrily: "You want to do a good deed every day to open a porridge shed and give alms to those poor people, they are wicked people." ”

The white-faced scholar said: "You can't protect yourself now that you're still in charge, so you should think about how to serve me." ”

Shanbao stood up and patted the dust on his body: "I have always been served by others, and I will not serve others. ”

The white-faced scholar wrapped his cloak leisurely: "Then I have to resell you." ”

The hero doesn't suffer the loss in front of him, and Shanbao hurriedly said: "I will, I will, I will, I will serve people." ”

The white-faced scholar asked, "What will you do?" ”

Shanbao thought for a while: "I can make mandala soup, make blood throat tea, mix wine, boil Heding red porridge, make broken intestine grass powder, and plant oleander ......."

All of them are highly poisonous.

White-faced scholar: "......" (to be continued.) )