Chapter 7 The Eleventh Son is very resentful

At the mention of Fang Thirteen, the atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Fang Qifo touched his nose and explained carefully: "Baihua, how can you say that you are also a saint in the sect, it is better to go back earlier." You run for the Sanxiang Society all day long, but you don't pay attention to the things in the sect at all, and some people are already dissatisfied. ”

Fang Baihua seemed to sneer at the name of this holy woman.

"This saint was forced into me, and I don't want it for a long time. What's more, the Manichaean doctrine is so biased that I am disgusted. If you look at the fact that there are far more than one million people in the church, which of the middle and upper class of the church really believes in this religion? It is not that this Manichaeism is used as a tool for profit. Although the Sanxiang Association can't help me, it still has to raise food for the poor villagers. But the Sanxiang Association is just a group of people united for the sake of mixed food, how can there be so many twists and turns like Manichaeism? Although I was a little tired and tired, the thought of being able to help a few more poor villagers and save a few more children who were about to starve to death made my heart feel as comfortable as drinking honey. ”

"Hey!" Fang Qifo sighed, knowing that there was no way to convince his cousin in this matter, so he had to change his words and said: "Uncle and aunt have passed away for many years, and Thirteen is your only brother-in-law, you always have to go back and see." ”

"Humph!"

Speaking of Fang La, Fang Baihua immediately snorted coldly and said, "How can a brother who wants to give his sister to someone else as a concubine?" What's more, the other party is still an old man. ”

"Hello old man!" An old voice suddenly interjected, but it was the white-bearded shopkeeper downstairs pretending to be dead, carrying a tea tray up to the second floor. "The old man has a lot of property, and he will die in a few years. With Fang Thirteen's means, it would be easy to kill the old man's wife and children, and wouldn't all the family property be from the Fang family? ”

Baihua's face turned red, and he spat the old man and said, "Uncle Lou actually said something crazy." ”

Old man Lou was not angry, and distributed the two tea bowls on the tray to Fang Qifo and Fang Baihua, and said to Baihua while turning downstairs: "Among the dolls of this Fang family, there is only such a good boy as you left." Look at these unscrupulous men again, one wants to exchange his sister for money, and the other is so mixed that he even forgets whether his surname is Fang or Feng, why bother. ”

Fang Qifo didn't care when he heard this, he picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, but it sprayed all over the ground again.

He lifted the lid of the bowl, then turned his head and looked at the back of the old man surnamed Lou angrily and said, "You actually use the forage to feed the livestock to make tea?" ”

The old man surnamed Lou laughed and said, "An old man, where can there be good tea?" ”

Fang Qifo knew that the old man surnamed Lou was taking revenge on himself for scolding him for being an old man just now. But the generations were there, and they had to keep silent.

Baihua gently lifted the tea bowl in front of him, Fang Qifo hurriedly stretched his neck to look over, but found that the green tea leaves in the porcelain white tea bowl were up and down, and it was actually the best tea in the bowl.

Fang Baihua smiled and pushed the tea bowl in front of Seventh Brother, and then got down to business.

After listening to Baihua for a long time, Fang Qifo wiped the sweat on his forehead and said strangely: "A few days ago, Jinzhou Tianhu sent his sister-in-law Tian Ding to participate in the group of heroes. It's just that you say that he is full of scheming, he can be called a genius in business, he is humble and polite, and he will say thank you in the face of a yellow-mouthed child, which is not at all as rude as Jinju. If you want to find out the details of this person, I'm afraid it will take some effort. ”

Baihua originally thought that Fang Qifo took into account the sources of the Suzhou and Hangzhou Yingfeng Bureau, the Imperial City Division, the Hidden Liang Shicheng, and the Manichaean Quartet, and wanted to investigate the details of Tian Shiyi, who suddenly appeared, but he didn't expect that even the seventh brother was quite troublesome, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Seeing Baihua frowning, Fang Qifo laughed and said, "Isn't my fifth sister really a sweetheart?" ”

The white-bearded old shopkeeper named Lou Minzhong, listening to the shame of the hundred flowers upstairs and the evil smile of Fang Qifo, couldn't help but pull his beard and groan, and muttered in his mouth: "Tian Shiyi, could it be that child who is here?" ”

A thunderclap exploded, and Tian Shiyi, who seemed to be asleep, was awakened. Seeing the pouring rain outside the door, Eleven hurriedly got up and wanted to install the door panel to close.

A black shadow flashed, and a man with a steel knife rushed into the house like lightning, and the knife was still stained with blood.

Tian Shiyi was shocked, and said that the security of Hangzhou Mansion was too bad. took a closer look, but found that the man was wearing a public uniform, and he was actually a catcher.

Catching a quick glance at Tian Shiyi, he flashed into the backyard with a steel knife, and his body was elegant and fast. Immediately, there was a clanging noise in the kitchen, and I don't know how many things were broken.

Seeing that there was no one in the backyard, he quickly turned around and jumped into the shop, glared at Tian Shiyi and shouted, "Where did the wild man escape?" ”

Hearing that the money in the backyard was broken, Tian Shiyi narrowed his eyes and made a hard note on the little black account in his heart. If you have the opportunity, you must pay it back with interest.

Seeing that Eleven's face was sluggish, he "snorted" and carried a steel knife into the rain.

Tian Shiyi just wanted to install the door panel, but he rushed back quickly and suddenly, staring at Shiyi and said: "I am the head of the government to cultivate the truth, if you see a thief with a hammer and a black hair, you must immediately report to the official, and the person who harbors the Qin offender is guilty of the same crime as the Qin criminal." ”

After saying that, he didn't wait for Tian Shiyi to agree, and the head-catching cultivator really rushed into the pouring rain again without hesitation.

Hurriedly went to the door panel, Eleven felt sorry for the bottles and cans in the back kitchen, and gritted his teeth and cursed that Xiuhua was true, it was really an embroidery needle.

There was a loud "plop" sound, and the tables, chairs and benches in the shop were shaken and trembled.

Looking back in shock, Tian Shiyi found that there was an extra person on the ground.

The man was strong, with blood on his chest, his beard was frighteningly thick, and even his eyelids were covered with black hair. On the ground, a round-headed short-handled hammer with a hammer head larger than a basketball smashed four green bricks to pieces.

Tian Shiyi didn't expect that the wild man he was looking for with an embroidery needle would be on the beam, when did he run up?

Just as he wanted to remove the door panel and call the embroidery needle back, the black-haired thief on the ground struggled and said, "Don't open the door, or I'll kill you with one punch." ”

Tian Shiyi really stopped. First, it will take a long time to disassemble the door panel, which is enough for the opponent to punch himself 180 punches. Second, the cultivation of the real body is amazingly fast, if you run with all your strength, I am afraid that at this time, I am afraid that I have already run more than ten miles, and I will not see anyone when I open the door.

Seeing that Eleven stopped, the thief said in a slow tone: "I have an ingot of gold on me, if you don't report it to the official, this ingot of gold is yours." ”

Eleven squatted down, looked at the black-haired thief, and then pointed to the short-handled hammer next to him and asked, "This is your weapon?" ”

The thief struggled to get up, but not only did he not get up, but his chest was oozing blood, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

"No, I can give you anything but a blade." The black-haired thief said with some trepidation.

Tian Shiyi shook his head: "I don't want it." ”

The thief breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that he had met a good person.

As a result, Tian Shiyi continued: "Seeing that your injuries are not light, I guess I won't survive tonight." When you die, your things will be mine. ”

"Thief ......"

The black-haired thief was so angry that he almost died, but after struggling for a long time, he still couldn't get up.

Seeing this, Eleven finally put his mind at ease. He said this to confirm the thief's injuries and to take revenge on the thief for the threat he had just mentioned.

Eleven sons, very vindictive.