Junju City

Fan Jiutong knelt on the ground, screaming like a pig! It was not that he was willing to kneel and beg for mercy, but that he was supported by the bamboo pole that passed through the pipa bone, so he could only maintain this humiliating posture. The painful cold sweat and blood mixed together and flowed slowly down the bamboo pole.

The bloody and weird scene stunned everyone, but the small-eyed man didn't make another move, making people wonder what this suddenly troubled god wanted to do?

Mischievous idlers are always only good at bluffing, and grinning demonstrations on their own turf are their specialty, and they are at a loss in the face of cold and ruthless intruders!

Lu Ben approached Fan Jiutong, stretched out his hands and gently helped him unwind his clothes, like a gentle and considerate woman, and even wiped the blood stains on the wound for him; Then he squatted down, squinted his eyes, and observed with interest the position where the bamboo pole was inserted; He still didn't seem to be satisfied with his masterpiece, and muttered, "Hey! It's still half an inch off! ”

Lu Ben, who pursues perfection, stood up and shook his head; Earnestly persuaded the old bustard and a few thugs: "Don't report to the official, your rice bucket master is important to save his life!" "Lift the bamboo pole and walk away; Fan Jiutong wailed, his face was covered with cold sweat the size of soybeans, and he hurriedly got up, grabbed the bamboo pole with both hands and followed closely.

"Rice bucket, can you find a clean place to talk to the master?" Fan Jiutong trembled all over, there was no squeak, and Lu Ben didn't ask anymore, because he felt that the "rice bucket" should be willing.

The A-shaped upper room of Chunyan Building is located in the backyard, deep in the winding garden. The outside is carved and painted, and the interior of the house is exquisitely furnished, except for some indescribable philistine atmosphere and dust taste, it should be regarded as one of the best houses in Junzhou City. This is not an ordinary place for prostitutes to come in, usually only for those dignitaries of high status, but today there is a poor man who is not clothed.

The massive blood loss had already made Fan Jiutong's face a little sallow, and beads of sweat visible to the naked eye kept dripping. He shuddered, stared at the blood still flowing on the bamboo pole, and stumbled and asked, "Who are you?" "What are you going to do?" Lu Ben was stunned when he heard this, and his heart was also full of doubts, why are Splashy and Ranger the same? Are they all the ultimate questions that torture the souls of others?

"Look at you fat enough, marinate and eat meat!" Lu Ben still replied with a serious attitude; Then he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked, "Are you too...... Ranger? "The hero laughed!" Fan Jiutong couldn't hold it anymore, and his voice gradually weakened.

Lu Ben has always been an empathetic person who is very good at putting himself in the shoes of others.

At this time, he understood the other party's difficulties very well, and decided to speed up the conversation, stop chatting and talking, and explain things clearly and straightforwardly, so that Fan Jiutong could have more time to heal.

"Can Lord Xiaolu borrow some money from you for food?"

"Good, good! Heroes just open their mouths! Fan Jiutong, who also hated small talk, nodded again and again like a chicken pecking rice.

Doing business and talking about cooperation is like this, when you meet a cool person, you know that time is precious, and you can hit it off without talking nonsense.

The old bustard and the thugs watched the god-like deer come out, but they didn't dare to move. The grinning Lu Ben said as he walked: "Lord Lu has sold the ancestral bamboo pole to your rice bucket master, tomorrow you can send the payment to the mountain temple outside the city......

The smiling little eyes suddenly became extremely cold, staring at a thug who sneaked his right hand to his waist, and the man couldn't help but shiver, and inadvertently took a few steps back......

It was late at night, the city gate of Junzhou City had already been closed, and Lu Ben, who had nowhere to go, was afraid of meeting the soldiers patrolling the city, and he did not dare to wander around the city where he was unfamiliar with his life, so he returned to the Yang Ji soup cake shop on South Street; Lao Yang had closed the store, and Lu Ben was lying under the eaves outside the store, counting the stars to pass the time.

Fan Jiutong was carried home with one arm hanging from him, and many people saw this scene along the way; Uncle Fan, who was walking sideways in Junzhou City, was actually stabbed at the door of his brothel and injured his pipa bone! This makes Fan Jiutong, who is the most face-conscious, how to meet people in the future? The hatred in his heart was as heavy as the pain in his body!

Before he could get out of the Chunyan Tower, he sent someone to inform his brothers in the whole city overnight that they would all assemble at his house early tomorrow morning; also sent Xiaoliu, who was fast-legged, to Qingfeng Village to inform his righteous brother Zhao Wu; Zhang Bantou at the entrance of the yamen was also tidied up, and promised to send someone to follow...... Tomorrow, he Lu Ben will not dare to go to the mountain temple to count his fate, if he dares to go, he will definitely be crushed by a thousand knives and ashes! Uncle Fan's face must be recovered!

Thinking of this, Fan Jiutong's mood calmed down a little. When the mood calmed down, the pain in my body became more and more unbearable, and I felt that my pipa bone hurt so badly that I couldn't help moaning. The best medical hall in Junzhou City, the white shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall has already come, and he has used the best excellent musk for himself, the blood of the wound has already coagulated, and the bandaging is also very fine; The little concubine Narcissus who had just been admitted to the room thoughtfully waited for her to sleep, and she could touch her soft body with her outstretched hand, and everything was still the same.

Go to sleep! It's just that I met a mad dog who doesn't know whether to live or die!

Go to sleep! Lao Tzu is still the majestic Uncle Fan of Junzhou City!

Go to sleep! I'm going to chop up that eyeless bastard tomorrow!

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Fan Jiutong slept, but Lu Ben couldn't sleep, and counting stars was still boring. Since I didn't want to sleep after a long night, I decided to find something interesting to do; Standing up and looking left and right, I saw that a piece of firewood was thrown on the ground, probably inadvertently dropped when I was selling firewood. Lu Ben picked it up and held it in his hand, gently tapping the stone at the door of the soup cake shop.

When people are old, they sleep lightly! Lao Yang, who was sleeping in the house, heard the noise and thought it was another rat, so he coughed loudly. Finding that he had woken up the old man in the house, Lu Ben, who was afraid of being scolded, hurriedly left quietly.

Count the fifth family along the bell tower, I just came with it once, you can't go wrong!

Last time I climbed this big willow tree, you can't go wrong!

In the second room of the north room in the backyard, I just saw Lang Zhong carrying a medicine box in, it won't be wrong!

The weather in July was so hot that the trees were annoying, but thanks to the gauze nets to keep out the mosquitoes, I could barely get a good night's sleep in the second half of the night.

Lu Ben stood in front of the couch in a daze, and could vaguely see a woman by the faint moonlight, kicking off the cloth and sleeping with her bare white buttocks, in order to see more carefully, she simply opened the gauze tent, looked down silently for a long time, and really couldn't bear the itching, so she reached out and touched it.

The woman was in a daze, and thought that her master was teasing, so she knocked out the thief's hand, put the cloth back on, and complained in a low voice: "Even if you are injured, you will not stop!" Then he turned over and continued to fall asleep.

Without the interference of the big white buttocks, Lu Ben, who was very ape-hearted, finally calmed down, and made a serious comparison on Fan Jiutong, muttering to himself in his heart: "The left side is not tied well, it is half an inch, and the right side must be finer, but you can't make mistakes again!" People didn't give birth to three pairs of pipa bones, so you can mess around. ”

A piece of wood that was beaten was unusually sharp, and it was firmly pierced into the right lute bone, this time it was not biased, and it was in the middle properly, and it couldn't be wrong!

Fan Jiutong wailed as if he had seen a ghost, and the shirtless man was in front of him, squinting his little eyes and looking at him with a smile; Narcissus exclaimed in surprise and hid in the cloth, trembling and not daring to make a sound; "Master Lu, why are you here again?" Uncle Fan dragged and cried and screamed; "Aren't we going to talk about it? Tomorrow you will send the money and food to the mountain temple? ”

Lu Ben shook his head very sincerely: "It's not good to make people do things only once, I've tried it before!" ”

Lu Ben is like a respectful and responsible old man, pointing at Fan Jiutong while babbling: "Take a look for yourself, the one on the right just now is good!" "The hand on the left, I didn't tie Zhou Zheng, I'll give you a good ...... another day" Lu Ben smiled apologetically;

"Last time, that ranger, I didn't tie the iron hook properly......" Speaking of this, Lu Ben was a little frustrated, and even a little self-defeating.

Enduring the severe pain, and listening to Lu Ben's nagging myths and ghosts, Fan Jiutong was completely desperate. What kind of evil ghost is this, how did you provoke him for no reason? How will he live if he is provoked?

"The upper room in Chunyan Building is not bad, pick up and pick up, let my eldest brother live tomorrow!" Fan Jiutong, who was in pain, didn't speak, and Lu Ben didn't ask, he knew that the "rice bucket" was naturally willing.

Hearing that there was no movement, the woman trembled and lifted the cloth to look at it......

Meng Hu looked vigilantly at the bottom of the mountain, several big cars drove in the dust, his thick right hand had firmly grasped the handle of the knife, but Hu Si, who was sharp-eyed beside him, shouted loudly: "Big tiger, don't panic!" Look at the little eyes on the front of the car, who else could it be if it wasn't Brother Lu? ”……

Several carts were full of food and clothing, the brothers were laughing and playing, competing for all kinds of clothes, and Lu Ben sat obediently beside Xu Cun, listening to the count with a bowed head.

"If you have something to do, come back and lead people to do it, do you want to be a hero yourself?" Xu Cun said angrily.

"It's like a pig's head that people beat, don't you know the pain?" Xu Cun looked at Lu Ben, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and was even more annoyed.

"It's so hard to toss back and forth!" Lu Ben muttered quietly;

Hearing Lu Ben return his mouth, Xu Cun became even more angry, stood up and made a gesture to leave, Lu Ben hurriedly grabbed it, and couldn't stop admitting his mistake with a smile......

Meng Hu, who was gnawing on the leg of mutton on the side, wiped his nose and asked, "Brother Lu, is there anything good to eat in Junzhou City?" Lu Ben finally waited for someone to come to the rescue, and hurriedly pulled Meng Hu to run.

"Tell you Brother Big Tiger, Yang Ji soup cake on Junzhou Chengnan Street, add more sheep's tail delicious tight! ……”