The middle-aged Confucian man stopped after hearing the words "Blood Light Calamity", looked back at the long-eyebrowed Taoist and smiled, "Are you going to talk to me for a day?" I don't have that much time to hear from you. ”

The long-eyebrow Taoist got up, walked to the middle-aged man and said seriously: "There is a noble and gloomy atmosphere between your eyebrows, it seems that you have encountered some trouble, even if it is not a troublesome thing, it will make you sad." ”

He said apologetically: "Actually, I just deliberately said that sweet tofu brain, which is a habitual trick of charlatans, and I couldn't stop it for a while." ”

The middle-aged man said curiously: "Why do you know that saying a sweet tofu brain will attract my attention." ”

The long-eyebrow Taoist explained: "When I entered the door, I saw you in a daze, you looked at the bowl in front of you, but your eyes wandered, obviously preoccupied, I noticed you but you didn't notice me." ”

"Then I saw that the tofu brain you ate was sweet, generally speaking, at this time, I deliberately said something related to you, which will inevitably attract your attention, and the next one is easier, but some words like I see you frowning and gloomy, you will be hooked by me."

The middle-aged man said thoughtfully: "It seems that every line of work is not easy, and your way of observing words and colors and attracting attention is very remarkable." ”

Changmei said: "What's the big deal, it's just a charlatan, but ...... Sir, you still have to pay more attention when you go out and walk. ”

The middle-aged man asked, "Did you really see something?" ”

Changmei said: "It doesn't matter if you can see it or not, the important thing is that if I don't remind you, I feel that I have done something wrong." ”

The middle-aged man asked, "Is it because you received my hexagram money?" ”

Changmei shook his head and said, "If you don't give money, I will also remind you." ”

The middle-aged man asked again, "Then how do you make money?" ”

Changmei said: "So I can't even get mixed up." ”

The middle-aged man laughed, and suddenly thought of something, so he pointed outside: "I happen to go to do some errands, if the Taoist chief is free, accompany me on a trip?" I've been talking to you and getting married, and I'm not yet happy. ”

Changmei said: "I still have to go to see the house." ”

The middle-aged man became even more curious about this Taoist, and he asked, "You can't even get the money to buy a house?" Jizhou City is already an inch of land, and ordinary houses are afraid to cost hundreds of taels, you ....."

Changmei said: "The silver is enough, but the house is not easy to find." ”

The middle-aged man snorted, "Which way are you going?" ”

The long-eyed Daoist pointed forward, "Over there." ”

"That's just the right way to stop by, talk as you go."

The middle-aged man made a gesture of please, and his long eyebrows were not easy to refuse, so he walked side by side with him, and the two of them chatted all the way, and the more they talked, the more they felt that they were in love, and many views coincided.

"It is not easy for the Taoist to walk in the rivers and lakes but have such an opinion."

The middle-aged man said: "What the Taoist chief just said, even some officials can't see it thoroughly, let alone say it. ”

Changmei hurriedly said, "You can't talk nonsense." ”

The middle-aged man asked him, "Are you afraid of being an official?" ”

The long-eyebrow Taoist replied: "In this world, how can anyone who is not afraid of being an official. ”

The middle-aged man sighed: "Actually, this is not right, if the people of the world are not afraid of being officials, but just respect and obey, then it is a peaceful world, and that is a peaceful country...... The people are only afraid and disrespectful, and in addition to fear, there is secret hatred. ”

He let out a long breath and said, "I'm sick." ”

Changmei said: "Mr. said too directly, I can't talk anymore." ”

The middle-aged man said: "Don't be afraid to talk to me about this, I won't report to the official...... Dao Chief, since you want to buy a house in Jizhou, can you see that this Jizhou will always be stable? ”

Changmei shook his head: "If you can't see the appearance of the person, how can you be qualified to see the appearance of the world." ”

The middle-aged man sighed: "You are not qualified to look at the world, but the center of the conversation is the affairs of the world, and there are people in this country who can see the world and even grasp the pulse of the world, but the corpse is a vegetarian and spends his days wandering only to fill his own pockets and does not care about the life and death of the people!" ”

Changmei was startled, and said in his heart that he couldn't talk to this neurotic anymore, and if he talked about it again, it would be almost to the point of killing his head, can't he have a good chat, he has to say this taboo thing.

This person is not an ordinary neurotic, and ordinary neuropaths dare not say these words.

"Scaring you?"

The middle-aged man saw that Changmei's face was different, and then asked.

The long-eyebrow Taoist smiled wryly and said: "I'm just a little ordinary person, sir should not talk to me about this anymore, I can't talk, and I don't dare to talk." ”

The middle-aged man sighed, "I'm sick." ”

This is the second time he has said the word sick, and Changmei suspects that he is talking about him.

Changmei hugged his fists and said: "The house I want to see is near the left, if Mr. has something important, go first, let's say goodbye." ”

The middle-aged man snorted, and seemed to be slightly disappointed with Changmei, but after thinking about it, who would dare to talk to the people in the world about what he said?

So he bowed his head slightly and said, "You go by yourself, don't leave it here." ”

Changmei Taoist turned around and entered the alley and continued to walk forward, yesterday I inquired about a family here to sell the house and move away, it is said that there is a son in the family who wants to go to Beijing to catch the exam, and they also have a family business in the capital, so they simply moved over and did not come back.

Now in this great Chu country, the people in the villages and towns have been bullied and devastated by the rogues, and the rich and powerful run to the county seat, the county town to the county capital, and the state capital to the capital.

While walking, Changmei thought that most of this kind of people who sold real estate could bargain fiercely, but they would not come back anyway, and it was close to the date of the big exam, and they were not rich when they sold their houses.

Maybe the owner's family has moved to the capital city of Daxing, and the only one who left behind to sell the house is the housekeeper, so it should not be difficult to talk about it.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a few strong men stopped in front of him, and the long-eyebrow Taoist didn't notice it for a while, and it was too late to see it.

The road ahead was blocked, he subconsciously wanted to retreat, and a few strong men came out behind him and cut off the mouth of the alley.

"Heroes......"

Long eyebrows said that he didn't show his wealth? It stands to reason that it shouldn't, Yan Qingzhi sent him a silver ticket of five hundred taels of silver, he hadn't told anyone about this, and who could he say it to, so he shouldn't show his wealth.

After making sure that he had not revealed his wealth, he continued: "I am just a poor and sour man, and if you heroes want to get rich, you are indeed blocking the wrong person. ”

"That's right."

One of them stepped forward, looked Changmei up and down, and asked, "You are the person of Changmei Dao?" ”

The Changmei Daoist immediately shook his head: "I'm not, who is the Changmei Daoist?" ”

The man sneered: "You are still pretending? ”

The long-eyebrow Taoist swore to the sky: "I lie, you will not die well." ”

The man stepped forward and kicked the Changmei Daoist in the lower abdomen: "You're still fucking pretending!" ”

Although Changmei's martial arts are not very strong, he has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and when he kicked over, Changmei grabbed the man's ankles with both hands and lifted them up, and the man fell backwards.

Changmei immediately turned around and tried to escape by grabbing the courtyard wall next to him, but how could those people give him such a chance, the people behind him came up and kicked him off the wall.

Long eyebrows grinned in pain, and after landing on the ground, he grabbed a handful of soil and threw it out, and the people who were close to him were sprinkled on their faces, and their eyes were too, and they immediately retreated.

Changmei went to grab the soil again, and the person who came up behind stepped on his hand, and the force of this foot was very strong, Changmei's painful face changed, and the flesh and skin of his palm were trampled off a few pieces.

"Dare to resist!"

Another person came over, kicked on the back of Changmei's head, Changmei was so old, this kick buzzed in his head, he was dazed, and he threw himself forward.

"Bring him the sack and put him back."

Changmei heard someone shout, and then it was dark in front of him, as if night had suddenly fallen, followed by several blows on the head, and he was knocked unconscious.

I vaguely felt that I was being lifted up, and I wanted to struggle, but I didn't have any strength in my body, and I was trapped in a sack, and I couldn't get out if I wanted to.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, there was a loud shout from the mouth of the alley, but Changmei's consciousness was gradually blurred, and the last few heavy blows were on his head, and there was only a buzzing sound in his head and a spin like the sky falling.

Then there was a burst of scolding, as if the group of people told the shouters to get out of the way, and it didn't take long for a fight to break out, and the sound of muffled wailing continued.

It didn't take long for the Changmei Daoist to finally regain some senses, and his eyes lit up violently, it was the sack that was untied, and the moment the light returned to his eyes made Changmei feel that he had returned to the world from hell.

The middle-aged man opened the sack, and when he saw that the head of the Changmei Daoist was completely swollen by someone who had been beaten, he couldn't help but be angry: "Committing murder in broad daylight, there is no royal law in the eyes of these people!" ”

Several men with a strong aura on their bodies stood around, and one of them leaned over and said, "Lord Wang, what should you do with these people?" ”

The middle-aged man said: "Sending it to the government is just releasing it to harm people, and all of them have broken limbs." ”

"Yes!"

The men answered and then moved, their methods were extremely cruel and extremely sophisticated, grabbed their arms and broke them directly, and the leg bones shattered when they stepped on it, and it didn't take long for those who stood in the way to be abolished.

"Are you alright?"

The middle-aged man asked.

The long-eyebrow Taoist opened his eyes and looked, his eyes were in a trance, he opened his mouth and didn't know what he said, and then fainted again.

He wouldn't have been so reluctant when he was young, after all, he was already old.

When Changmei Daoist woke up again, he was already in a medical hall, and Lang Zhong was applying wound medicine to his face, and when he saw that he was awake, Lang Zhong said softly: "Don't move, I'll treat the wound for you." ”

Changmei asked, "How did I come here?" ”

Lang Zhong replied: "The people in Prince Yu's mansion sent you here, saying that they were to let Haosheng take care of it, who are you provoking?" Since it is the people of the palace who protect you, who would dare to beat you like this. ”

Changmei recalled carefully, and then suddenly came over.

It turned out that the middle-aged man was Prince Yu, no wonder he looked extravagant, but he was ashamed, saying that people had a bloody disaster, and he didn't expect that he was beaten, he looked sideways and saw a bronze mirror next to him, stretched his neck to look at himself in the bronze mirror, and shrunk his neck in fright.

Who is this pig's head?

He thought to himself, no wonder he looked at his face with some familiarity, it turned out that he had a vague resemblance to Xiahou Zhuo.

"What about the people of the palace?"

He asked.

Lang Zhong replied: "It's been a long time. ”

After thinking for a while, the Changmei Daoist asked, "What explanation do they have before leaving?" ”

Lang Zhong shook his head and said, "I only said to take good care of you, nothing else." ”

Changmei asked again: "They didn't settle the medicine bill for you before leaving?" ”

Lang Zhong's hand trembled.

He looked at Changmei like a monster, and he was speechless.

[Asking for collection is a serious matter, and giving a collection is a serious person. 】