At this time, next to the broken platform, Lao Zhai advocated that the white wolf was injured, staggered to Xiang Youer's side, patted him on the shoulder, closed his eyes and sat down beside him. Seeing that Zhang Daring was enough to deal with it, the bearded guest yawned at the moment, walked over, and sat cross-legged beside Zhang Baiwolf and Xiang Youer. At this moment, a black kitten sprang out of nowhere, jumped on the bearded guest's knee, stretched out its head, and rubbed against the bearded guest's arms.

Zhang Baiwolf didn't open his eyes, and suddenly said: "You have been following us for more than ten days, I think there must be a plan, with your skills, why are you only making a move now?" He asked this abruptly, but he was still unusually calm.

The bearded guest stroked the black cat, his eyes turned, and the cold lightning burst in his eyes, and said, "Are you finally willing to say it?" ”

Zhang Baiwolf slowly opened his eyes, and did not look at the bearded guest, but just looked around at the situation of blood flowing in the village, and his eyes gradually revealed a sad expression. He looked up at the sky and sighed as if self-deprecating: "Old General Wei, it was the white wolf who entrusted you, but I have been here for twenty years, a full twenty years!" The children are innocent, and the white wolf really can't watch them bleed! This time, even if I Zhang Baiwolf is a treacherous person......" said with tears in his eyes, lowered his head, looked at the bearded guest with fixed eyes, and said: "You saved the children in the village, Zhang Baiwolf is not an ungrateful person, if you want it, I Zhang Baiwolf will help you get it!" As he spoke, he stroked his chest and coughed, and blood continued to choke from the corners of his mouth and stick to his beard.

When the bearded man heard this, he burst out laughing, and for a moment the civet on his lap jumped aside, as if staring at its neurotic master with great disdain. But he heard the bearded man say, "Don't you ask me what I want to take?" ”

When Zhang Baiwolf heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, he had some obsession in his heart before, so he always thought that the bearded guest must have come for that thing, but at this moment, he was broken by the bearded guest's words, and he was puzzled and asked, "Isn't it for ......?"

The bearded guest stretched out his big hand, pulled the gray beard of the white wolf, and said with a smile: "Although my old man is greedy for money, he loves life more!" What Lao Tzu wants, where will he be like the villain in the world, Lao Tzu has been waiting for a few days, but he just wants to take the life of that kid's "ten thousand enemies...... But I came today and saw it, but I suddenly didn't bother to take it, hahahaha. As he spoke, his eyes turned to Xiang You'er, as if he admired a famous knife, and looked at it carefully, as if he was salivating in his mouth, but he forcibly held back.

Zhang Baiwolf was confused when he heard this, but at this time, he saw the bearded guest looking at Xiang Youer, so he also followed the bearded guest's gaze to Xiang Youer. But I saw that although this young man was not very old, he was covered with scars, and although he fainted, he was still in good spirits, and when he looked up again, he ...... At this time, Zhang Baiwolf's pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked fixedly at a piece of non-gold and non-jade in Xiang You'er's neck.

The sky has eyes!

He didn't know what the "Ten Thousand Enemies" fate was, but he knew that this flake in the young man's neck was the token he had been waiting for for twenty years!

The old village owner rubbed his eyes and confirmed again.

Zhaoming Iron Order! That's right, it's the Zhaoming Iron Order!

If this is really the ridicule that God gave him when he was dying, then he can only be grateful at this moment!

It's been twenty years! My comrades are dead! Faith is about to be extinguished! But unexpectedly......

Zhang Baiwolf suddenly raised his head and roared, like a lone wolf, although his breath was hoarse, he was not depressed at all. With a roar, the pale face of the old village owner suddenly flushed, he stared at Xiang Youer, laughed, and then his teeth trembled, his face seemed to be mocking and sighing, and he was happy and sad, and muttered in his mouth: "Heaven is merciful, God is merciful!" As he spoke, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Seeing this, the bearded guest on the side frowned, reached out and touched the head of the civet cat, turned his hand and stuck it on the waist of Zhang Baiwolf, and silently exercised.

But he heard the whistling sound at the gate of the village, and the white wolf howled in response, and then Zhang Dabold's laughter sounded at the gate of the village: "Daddy, that group of mongrels was scattered by the children, and they chased them all the way to the mountain gate, and they seized a lot of horses and weapons!" He could have killed all the sons of bitches, why did Daddy ......" said and strode into the village, at this time he was covered in blood, but he was full of energy, and he also carried a huge stone on his shoulder, which was obviously a sharp weapon to break the enemy during the melee. He saw that the bearded guest, Xiang Youer and his father were gathered together, although he was not afraid of everything, but today he admired Xiang Youer and the bearded guest to the heart, so he slowed down immediately, put the boulder aside, and leaned over.

When he got closer, he saw that the bearded man was healing Zhang Baiwolf's wounds, but Zhang Baiwolf seemed to be ten years old in an instant, his face was pale, and he was sitting with his eyes closed. Zhang Daring suddenly felt anxious, couldn't control his mouth anymore, stepped forward and pinched the bearded guest's shoulders and shook them desperately, and asked, "What's wrong with my father?" Seeing this, the civet cat on the side meowed, the hair on its whole body stood up, and it stared at Zhang Daring.

The bearded guest let Zhang Daring shake it a few times, and suddenly the fire reached his shoulders, Zhang Daring only felt as if he had grabbed a piece of charcoal, and immediately let go of his hands and took a few steps back. But seeing the bearded man withdraw his hand, he glanced at Zhang Daring, suddenly sighed, and did not fight with Zhang Daring, got up and patted the blood on his hands and said: "Old age and weakness, and extremely serious internal injuries, there is a collision of great sorrow and joy just now, and it is just a return to the light at this moment." With that, he picked up the Nine Dragons Silver Spear, turned to the side, and turned his back to the middle of the field.

Zhang Daring heard the words of the bearded guest, and felt empty in his heart, but he felt extremely full in an instant, his knees were weak, and he knelt beside Zhang Baiwolf with a "plop", his eyes were full of disbelief and stubbornness, but two lines of tears inadvertently slipped down. He held the white wolf's withered hand in a daze, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his chest, but he couldn't say half a word, and the joy of victory seemed to have completely vanished. Many brothers from the White Wolf Village gradually surrounded him, and when everyone saw this, they all held back their grief and remained silent. Only then did they know that the old village owner had sent a message to collect the troops, and it turned out that he knew that his life would not be long.

At this time, Zhang Baiwolf suddenly seemed to have some energy, opened his eyes, smiled in his eyes, slowly raised his hand, stroked the back of Zhang Daring's head, and said: "Don't cry boldly, in fact, in the heart of your father, you have always been the best ......" As he spoke, his breath was uneven, and he coughed again.

Zhang Daring here heard these words, and his heart was like thunder. Although he is usually messing around, he has always admired Zhang Baiwolf in his heart, and all rebellion is to make Zhang Baiwolf admit that he is a good boy and get his approval. At this moment, Zhang Baiwolf's words came into his mind, and the grief in the heart of this nine-foot man spread like an avalanche throughout his body. I saw him fall to his knees, fighting all over his body, like a child who had done something wrong, and kept sobbing.

Zhang Baiwolf's eyes were full of kindness, patted Zhang Daying's shoulder, turned his head and said to Xiang Youer: "I, Zhang Baiwolf, have lived a lifetime, at least I have no regrets!" After a pause, he suddenly said seriously: "What I say below, you have to remember it boldly!" Zhang Daring nodded again and again, but heard Zhang Baiwolf say: "This young hero who came with Huifeng is the person your father and I have been waiting for for twenty years!" ”

Zhang Daring was shocked when he heard this, turned his head to look at Xiang You'er, and heard Zhang Baiwolf's words in his ears: "The will is in the white wolf teeth I gave you, from now on, I will serve this young man as the owner of the village!" Saying that, he suddenly bowed to Xiang You'er with one hand, and when his head touched the ground, Zhang Baiwolf suddenly leaned and left.

The people in the white wolf village around lowered their voices and cried bitterly, and then they all knelt down and saluted Xiang You'er with the old village owner, as if they were kneeling to worship the totem, and for a time the black pressure was full of victims. Zhang Daring held Zhang Baiwolf's hand that was gradually cold, and was silent. When I looked at it again, it turned out that this Angzang man had already fainted with straight eyes.

Suddenly a child's cry sounded in the crowd, but it was Fang Cai's little fat dun, just in Fang Cai, his mother had been killed by an arrow in order to protect him, and at this moment Huang Huifeng was holding his dead wife, covered in blood, just kneeling on the ground in a daze.

Jackdaws swept past the night sky, carrying with them hoarse hisses, and the blazing firelight reflected the dilapidated cottages and the crowd of people in circles, looking poignant.

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A very simple carriage and horse stopped at the side door of the Longhu business, the carriage and horse were not marked, and they did not seem to travel like everyone, but the carriage was spacious, but it was not shabby.

The little guy who answered the door had already received the prayer post, but he had read the prayer post several times, and he still didn't move a step in place, and he seemed to be quite disdainful of the person in front of him between his eyebrows.

After all, the worship post sent to the God of Wealth is not inlaid with gold and silver on the side of the worship post, but must also be one or two products added in front of the name.

He is not without eyesight, and he can't see that the person in front of him is the champion of the current department, but he also knows that this champion has been against the Son of Heaven in the past, and now he is only a small revision of the Hanlin Academy, and although he is the first assistant of the court, in order to avoid suspicion, he will not be able to prosper in this Liu Jinyuan's official career.

Of course, in other places, even if the person who answers the door looks at the face of the "first assistant and second son", he will not make it difficult.

But this is the Rhone Bull Deal.

The one who asked to see was Qian Wuye, the living God of Wealth, Qian Wuye!

How could they be easily let in?

"It seems that this champion can't do it!" The little guy muttered to himself in his heart, and drew circles at random under his feet, and did not enter.

Although Liu Jinyuan is the son of everyone, he has learned Confucian etiquette on weekdays, and at this time, he was waiting for Changyi to request, but he saw a hand stretched out from the car, which held a small gold ingot, and stuffed it directly into the hands of the little guy. The little guy finally got the money for the errands, so he took the post and reluctantly reported it to the inside.

Liu Jinyuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, turned his head to look at the car, his eyes were a little reproachful, and with some banter, he asked, "Mr. Hu is awake?" "It turned out that Hu Zhongxian was eating and drinking in Taoxiaju yesterday, and he also called a few popular girls in Taoxiaju to accompany him, and he had no money halfway, so he ordered someone to come to the Shoufu Mansion for help. Hu Zhongxian was living in Liu's Mansion at this time, and he was actually not a guest, but Liu Shiqi and Liu Jinyuan took a fancy to him very much, and there was also Linqing and his party, so they also received his letter, but unexpectedly, when Zhanxin saw it, he did not ask for silver, but asked Liu Jinyuan to go to the mouth of Shuijing Alley to pick up people.

Liu Jinyuan knew that there must be a mystery in it, so he didn't apply for it at the moment, and went to Shuijing Lane with a very low-key car, but unexpectedly, five or six cars and horses of the same style had been prepared there, and Liu Jinyuan got into the car, only to find that Wei Qi was already sitting in the car, and he was shocked to know that Wei Qi acted like this, and he should just hide people's eyes.

Wei Qi was also dressed as Hu Zhongxian at this time, and after saying some necessary words to Liu Jinyuan, he closed his eyes and meditated in the car. Liu Jinyuan was in a trance in his heart, and he seemed to feel that today's Hu Zhongxian seemed to be faintly different from what he had seen a few days ago, but looking at his appearance, there was nothing unusual. He thought in his heart that perhaps it was because he still had a lot of opinions about Hu Zhongxian's trip to prostitute that he felt that Hu Zhongxian was different from a few days ago.

After a few tea hours, I saw the side door open, the little guy with a mocking face, standing at the door, the corner of his mouth said disdainfully: "My old man Qian is awake, and he also took your greetings, but he is using morning tea at the moment, and after half an hour, he will go to talk to the shopkeeper of Wanshan Mule and Horse Shop about business, my old man Qian said, he accepted the greeting posts of the two, but it is really unfortunate, I can't chat with the two today......" said and made a gesture of please, and said: "The two of you will please!" ”

This closed-door soup was arrogant and abnormal, Liu Jinyuan raised his eyebrows, and was about to reply, but saw that at this time, Wei Qi lifted the curtain and went out, stood beside Liu Jinyuan, and stretched out his hand to stop Liu Jinyuan. Liu Jinyuan looked back puzzled, but heard Wei Qi smile and said, "What Hu wants to say to the third master is all important words." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and put it on the little man's shoulder.

The little guy only felt that the strength on his body seemed to be suddenly disrupted by the pressure of Wei Qi, and his whole body was fixed in place, although there was no pain, but he couldn't use half of his strength, as if he had been spelled. At this time, he suddenly thought that what Fang Cai Wei Qi said was the "third master" instead of the "fifth master", and he was shocked again, knowing that this time he was a ruthless character, and when he was about to change his face to say hello, he saw that Wei Qi had already taken Liu Jinyuan into the inner hall through the side door.

Mr. Shang San was having breakfast at this time, and there were simply five or six plates of dim sum on the large table, although they were extremely exquisite, but they were quite inconsistent with his luxurious status. In addition to a few dishes on the table, there must be a jade abacus, and under that abacus is a prayer note.

The worship post was extremely simple, but it made Mr. Shang San hesitate.

Liu Jinyuan? This kid has backbone, and he actually dared to challenge Long Yan and say those words in the colosseum. But what Mr. Shangsan was more concerned about that day was not the bold words of those young people, but the words of the person who claimed to be from the afterlife.

He has always been a businessman, whether it is the leader of the Longhu firm, or the three masters of Shimen, or the chief butler of the Collapse Thunder Hall, the most fundamental role in his life is still a businessman. Whether it was Renault back then, or Shi Xin later, Mr. Shang San had more cooperative relations with them. Although there are also elements of like-mindedness, Mr. Shang San's life has always been an abacus to measure the world.

The difference is that when he was a child, he used a bamboo abacus, and now he uses a jade abacus.

Therefore, he attached himself to Shimen and tried his best to deal with the affairs of the Collapse Thunder Hall, the reason was that Shi Xin could help him maintain the business of trough transportation and the business of supplying some ordnance, and the Collapse Thunder Hall was regarded as the secret protection of the stability of the merchants in the Xuandu. Therefore, it is not so much that he has no heart for Shimen, but that he has no heart for business.

He knew that Shi Xin understood him, Shi Xin was also a transparent person, and he actually did things by gains and losses. Otherwise, it would not have risen from a head arrester in the Criminal Department to the commander of the third battalion in more than 10 years.

This is different from the invincible former hall master Renault, and it is also different from this unbelievable hall master Ah Bai.

Although with his ability to observe people, he felt that this new hall master Ah Bai was quite limitless.

But thinking about that group of children, Mr. Shang San shook his head unconsciously. They still take "likes and dislikes" too seriously.

Although Shi Xin set up Ah Bai as the acting hall master, it must also have his significance.

He couldn't help but think of the sentence that Shen Huai and Shen Wanshan said to him in the Colosseum, "the troubled times of the three hundred years after Qi", hehe, he didn't talk to Shi Xin about this sentence, and Shi Xin naturally didn't know.

What Shi Xin didn't even know was that he had moved many of the properties of the Longhu business south in the past few months, and many businesses had already secretly contacted Wanshan Xing, such as leaning towards the Huguang Chamber of Commerce.

Although there were no details about the words in the Colosseum, they had already shifted the will of the three masters of the stone gate.

Before the personal expedition, Shi Xin had spoken to him, asking him to help Liu Shiqi in the rivers and lakes and complete the burden of grain transfer.

But......

Mr. Shang San took a piece of deer lips and put it in his mouth, chewing it carefully, but his mind fluttered.

However, Second Brother Shi must not know, now the price of grain in Huaibei, Ludi and Gyeonggi has risen to one or two taels of silver and one stone, but it is still out of stock, and the warehouse is burned, Tongzhou has long been empty, even if it is the price of ten taels of silver, I am afraid that there will be no food now.

If you use the old book of the Longhu business to support it at this moment, it will definitely not be far from sitting on the mountain.

Alas, Second Brother Shi, I have no choice but to bear you!

Mr. Shang San turned his head sideways again, swallowed the bird's nest porridge in his mouth, and looked at the other name on it.

Hu Zhongxian!

Shang San's brows couldn't help but furrow.

But at this moment, the curtain of the hall door was lifted, and two young men suddenly appeared at the door.

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Xuandu, sit and forget the bookstore.

Ning Yishi stood at the door of the bookstore, dressed in a clean and soft blue coarse cloth placket, which was extremely inconspicuous. At this time, he looked at the door of the bookstore that was suddenly closed, and couldn't help but sigh heavily, but when he saw the meat buns on the ground, he was happy for no reason.

With his strange sword hanging from his waist, which was neither long nor short, with a slightly curved hilt, he lowered his head and picked up the meat bun, and slowly came to the corner of the wall.

When his sword was first formed, it was called "Yongshi", later it was called "Farewell", and then it was called "Flower Thin".

And now, the sword has fallen into disgrace, just like Ning Yishi today.

The sword is old, and the man is no longer young.

This time he came to Xuandu, but Ning Yishi didn't want to come to the capital to make a name for himself.

He actually likes the leisurely ploughing under the South Mountain, and the white flowers next to the fence.

Although he is not a diligent person, most of the land he cultivates is raised by God for him.

If it weren't for the flood in his hometown, he wouldn't have woken up Ning Yishi from the kang!

During his wanderings, he heard that Xuandu had a competition between Baihemen and Taijimen, so he walked all the way to the capital.

But I didn't expect that when I arrived in Xuandu, a month had passed since the competition.

The main reason is that he is too sleepy.

These days, he has served as a western seat, moved bricks and stones, and also went to the restaurant to fill the dishes, but he was kicked out because he was too sleepy. Later, under a total, the surplus silver in the bag was put into a suburban uninhabited calligraphy and painting shop, self-named "old word Zhai", after the store, this Ning Yishi turned out to be lazier than the store that did not become a tool in the past, every day just to take care of his own writing and sleep, but to get quiet, open the store for more than a month, care for nothing more than a few customers such as wild cats, old cows, gray geese and pond frogs.

Of course, none of the calligraphy and paintings were sold.

On this day he entered the city solely because his stomach and wallet were hungry.

He heard that the Zahan Book Bureau in Beijing would evaluate the "Weapon Spectrum" and "Sword Weapon Spectrum" every year, and Mr. Qingquan would review them, and the new ones on the list would receive 100 gold, that is, 100 taels of silver.

A hundred taels of silver! Ning Yishi calculated, enough for him to sleep for another twenty years! Maybe you can sleep through this life......

Therefore, although he was too lazy to show his martial arts, he still came to the Zawang Bookstore.

But unexpectedly, he was turned away by the bookstore guys for several days.

The guy said that Mr. Qingquan was not there at first, and then he was in a hurry, and the guy finally confided the truth, saying that this year's list has been sold out, unless it comes out of 10,000 taels of silver, it is possible to squeeze into the "Best Actor" list, and at first glance, he looks poor and sour, obviously not in line with the "master", so let him come back next year!

Ning Yishi couldn't help but feel frustrated, and fell asleep at the door of the bookstore, the guy used a broom to persuade him to leave at first to no avail, and finally used a meat steamed bun to smash Ning Yishi to drive the big sleepy insect away.

Squatting in the corner of the wall outside the bookstore, Ning Yishi took a bite of steamed buns beautifully, and his tiredness suddenly rose again.

This steamed bun tastes good, it should last for two days.

Just live, he thought with a smile.

At this moment, a figure with two people in her eyes rushed straight towards her, leaped over his head, jumped over the low wall behind him, and disappeared with great speed.

Ning Yishi took another bite of steamed buns and muttered, "Dengping crossing the water? Bad luck ......"

With a hiccup, Ning Yishi actually squatted in the corner and fell asleep!

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Nine knives "The Legend of the Fortune Hunter": "In the turbulent years of every history, there are life hunters who are faintly stirring in the shadows. or protect the destiny of heaven for the emperor, or hunt for the reckless and rich. Or stop the blood. Or do whatever you want