Chapter 42: The Old Fox

The old man was a little confused by his series of logical relationships, frowned, and then said: "You are the Wei Wuba who made a big fuss about Mrs. Zhu's birthday banquet yesterday mentioned by General An, and defeated the talented man of Ezhou!" ”

Said, the feelings are Mrs. Zhu's concubine who came to seek revenge, look at the guards downstairs, obviously they want to divide the fifth brother and me into corpses!

Wei Wu's eyes widened, and his face was inexplicable: "What?" What the old gentleman said was that Wei Wu at Mrs. Zhu's birthday banquet yesterday? Ahem, it's a little embarrassing to say, the little one has the same name and surname as him, and the last time I heard him say something in the backyard, it was quite extraordinary"

An Lushan was stunned for a moment, this Wei Wu gag has become a transformation realm, if he hadn't been with him yesterday, maybe he was really deceived by his words.

The old man in the green robe frowned slightly, opened his mouth and said lightly: "Cheng Long, it seems that this Wei Wu is not the person we want to meet, you go and drag him out to be slaughtered." ”

Obediently, the guard is called Jackie Chan? Why don't you bring a Bruce Lee! Damn, this old man still thinks of himself as an emperor? Killing people is the same as killing chickens. Wei Wu saw that the guard Cheng Long was holding the knife with an indifferent face, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "You have a kind and kind face, Corporal Lixian, don't scare the little ones."

Sun Zhuoyi was stunned for a moment, and then fell in front of An Lushan and shouted: "General, this Wei Wu is real, but you can't kill it!" Then he turned his head and shouted to the old man in the green robe: "Old Duan! This Wei Wu is my grandson's brother! If you don't take back your fate, I'll be, I'll be."

"That's enough, Zhuo Yi! Stand back! An Lushan snorted coldly in his voice.

Sun Zhuoyi's intimidation stopped abruptly, he glanced at Wei Wu with a guilty face, and then walked out with a red face.

Wei Wu only felt warm in his heart, and suddenly moved, although this Sun Zhuoyi looked a little silly, but for his brother, it was still interesting enough.

The old man grinned, narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "General An, sure enough, as you said, this kid is not only witty and flexible, but also extremely shameless!" ”

An Lushan raised his eyebrows, laughed and said: "This kid is born with a surname that is not afraid of the sky and does not accept the earth, not only shameless, but also the only thing I have seen in my life after being cheeky!" ”

Well? Grandma, don't kill Lao Tzu now? Still scolding me for being morally corrupt? Wei Wu was curious, but he made a leisurely expression and said, "Hehe, you two really know me too well!" I have all said these advantages! What a good thing that is! ”

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man in the green robe, and he looked at Wei Wu with interest, then raised his eyebrows, and said with a glow in his eyes: "Wei Wu, there is something bad in your belly?" ”

Well? How does this old man know? Wei Wuda was taken aback and said, "How do you know that I have something in my stomach?" Suddenly, his heart became clear, and he suddenly pointed to the old man in the green robe, and opened his mouth to exclaim: "You, you are the big boss!" ”

The old man in the green robe narrowed his eyes into a slit, but he didn't answer him, he looked at An Lushan, who was sitting opposite, and the old man's face seemed to be full of the words "Old Cunning", and said with a smile: "I think, this kid is good!" Then he glanced back at Wei Wu appreciatively, "Wei Wu, where is your short blade?" ”

Why does this old man think I am of bad character and say that I am good? What kind of plane is this? Wei Wu took out the short blade from his arms, held it in his hand, frowned, squinted at the old man in the green robe and said, "You help me relieve the worm poison in my stomach, and I will return this short sword to you!" ”

Seeing Wei Wu like this, the old man couldn't help laughing: "Wei Wu, why do you pretend to be confused? Knowing that you have waded into troubled waters, but still pretending to be confused with us? ”

Say, Lao Tzu's Oscar-level performance can't fool you? Fifth brother, can I have a showdown with you? Wei Wu took a breath, rubbed his nose, looked helpless, and opened his mouth: "Hmph, you inexplicably stuffed a worm Gu into my stomach, and then gave me this meaningful short sword, what do you want me to do?" ”

"It's just for you to be a shopkeeper." The old man said indifferently.

Is it that simple? As a shopkeeper, do you still use poison to pour poison into Lao Tzu? You old thing is mixed up with An Lushan, you obviously want to rebel?! Wei Wu twitched the corners of his mouth, pretending to raise his eyebrows lightly and said, "It's that simple?" ”

The old man in the green robe squinted his eyes and looked Wei Wu up and down carefully for a while, until Wei Wu was uncomfortable and almost about to stop drinking, then he opened his mouth and asked with a smile: "Do you want high-ranking officials, glory and wealth, brocade clothes and jade food, and beautiful women?" He looked at Wei Wu, his face indifferent and calm, and threw four bombs in succession.

I said, this old man is either the emperor is looking for talents, or he is plotting rebellion! However, tsk, this old man is much more proficient than An Lushan! This temptation, tsk, four bombs thrown out, which man can run away?

Wei Wu's expression was as usual, and he walked to the bedside calmly, looking leisurely at the dotted painting boats on the Yangtze River, and sighed softly: "Even if there are these four, what then?" Dust to dust, dust to earth, extremely prosperous, but a handful of fine sand. ”

The old man's face changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to refute: "Hmph, this vast number of living beings, who doesn't want to be born in brocade clothes and jade clothes, and be buried vigorously!" Wei Wu, can you really see through the prosperity like an old monk? ”

You old immortal thing, I'm afraid you won't be able to debate? I won't give you a refute today, vomiting blood and dying in three mouthfuls? Wei Wu shook his head, then nodded again, and said with a melancholy expression: "Heaven and heaven, people and people, when they bear fruit, their faces are already full of wrinkles. ”

The old man showed a trace of annoyance on his face, frowned and threatened: "If there are only two paths in front of you, rich life or tragic death, which path will you choose?" ”

Damn, this old fox, start talking with Lao Tzu's surname now! In other words, ** will choose a tragic death, you are forcing me! Wei Wu was stunned, and glanced at the old man with squinted eyes, but saw that the corners of his mouth were chuckling, and he was looking at how he chose with interest.

"Who understands the things of life? What will happen in the next moment, no one knows, I think, it's better to let it be! Perhaps, I suddenly became infatuated with dust? Wei Wu, with the idea that his life was at stake, hurriedly found a step for the old man, for fear that he would be unhappy and let people pull him out and cut him.

The old man stood up, walked to Wei Wu's side, took the short blade from Wei Wu's hand, gently held the lines on it, looked into the distance, sighed and said, "Wei Wu, do you know that there are only three swords in the world?" I gave two stalks to my personal guards and to the closest person to me. And this other one has always remained in my body. He groped out a short sword from his arms, but it was exactly the same as the one Yu Xiaoru gave to Wei Wu.

It doesn't matter if you have three or ten, what's the matter! Wei Wu glanced at the two identical short swords in the old man's hand disdainfully, and suddenly remembered that this short sword was given to him by Yu Xiaoru, the bad old man, and was stunned for a while, could this Yu Xiaoru be the old man's guard in front of him? Thinking of Yu Xiaoru's sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, he doesn't look like a martial arts master?

Wei Wu smiled and opened his mouth to ask, "What is your old surname?" ”

"The old man's surname is Duan." The old man replied absentmindedly.

Since this old man likes this sword so much, I just give it back to him, and he will remember me every day. Wei Wu glanced at Cheng Long, but saw that this guy was looking at the short sword with covetous eyes, and then said with a slanderous face: "Ahem, Old Duan, you also know that I don't know any martial arts, and I can't be your guard, I see that your guard is loyal, you still give him this short sword, right?" ”

Old man Duan raised his eyes to look at Wei Wu, but when he saw this little guy with a serious face, he looked back at Cheng Long, who was standing in danger, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Wei Wu, do you know that this sword can make you easily enjoy glory and wealth?" ”

Nonsense, even your mysterious identity attaches so much importance to this sword Wei Wu pursed the corners of his lips, and looked serious: "Old Duan, I, Wei Wu, as a shopkeeper, have no ability and no martial arts, so naturally I don't dare to accept it safely." Besides, after careful consideration, I suddenly felt at this moment how noble and cultivating it is to stay in this Yellow Crane Tower to be a shopkeeper! ”

Seeing that he had a serious face, not as if he was lying, Old Man Duan looked at Wei Wu with some disappointment and some appreciation in his eyes, shook his head, and opened his mouth to shout, "Where is Cheng Long?" ”

"The villain is here!" Cheng Long leaned down and bowed down in front of him and replied respectfully.

"Today, I'll give you this--the jade python dry fire!" Old Man Duan's voice was majestic, and with a solemn expression, he raised the short sword that Fang had just taken from Wei Wu's hand, and handed it over along with the scabbard.

Cheng Long's eyes were full of joy and excitement, and his calloused hands trembled and took the jade python dry fire sword, and then leaned over respectfully, carefully put the short sword into his arms, and said with a trembling voice: "Cheng Long thanked my lord!" ”

Wei Wu looked at Cheng Long as a very arrogant person, but he looked like this, and teased in his heart: Cut, a sword, you can be excited to look like this, but this name is quite good-Jade Mang Qianhuo, which is similar to the name of the flying sword in some Xiuzhen novels in the previous life

An Lushan looked at Cheng Long with a smile on his excited face, and nodded slightly imperceptibly.

Wei Wu finally returned the weapon, and said to Old Man Duan with a smile on his face: "Lord Duan, cough cough, my sword has been handed in, this, can you get rid of my worm Gu first?" ”

"Hehe, I didn't say that you would detoxify you after handing over your weapon! In fact, I have been looking for a shameless and talented talent like you, because I heard General An talk about you, I was surprised, so I designed to try you, and your performance shocked me greatly! I think you kid can not only be an excellent shopkeeper, but also a cunning shopkeeper! With a face like yours, you will have a bright future! After Old Man Duan finished speaking, he grinned and laughed exaggeratedly a few times, looking at Wei Wu's eyes full of appreciation, as if he had found a tiger and leopard that had found his prey, and a pervert who had found the 'sister paper'

(Everyone, come to the ticket and collect, today I broke out and broke out again!) Four more! The first is offered! )

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