Crooked on the earthen kang in a small courtyard with a half-hidden door, the fake monk covered his bruised eyes, while letting the half-hidden girls rub their stomachs that had gushed out a large bruise, while humming and chirping to command the half-hidden girls to knead it lighter or heavier, and from time to time he took a puff of cigarette mixed with white flour and spit a few smoke rings towards the roof covered with cobwebs.

The fake monk's surname is Jia, and it is said that his hometown is in the area of Qinghai Pagoda Temple, but he is not a real monk who eats fasting and recites Buddha at all. The old man in the family moved to Beiping City from the late Qing Dynasty and did handicraft work with drum skin.

But the craft passed into the hands of the fake monk, but the fake monk thought that eating the craft meal was too hard, and he only cared about shouting five and drinking six all day long with some green-skinned scoundrels to play money and drink and visit the kiln, and he ruined a set of courtyard houses that his ancestors had saved for several lifetimes.

The neighbors who know the root of the matter all say that this fake monk is fortunate that his parents went early, if he doesn't see such a loser, then he won't be angry again?

Seeing that there was no family business, the fake monk really deserved to be the role of green skin, and without the slightest hesitation, he threw the long-lived golden lock hanging around his neck into the pawnshop, made a green cloth jacket and pants and a green crepe coat, wore blue cloth socks and flower shoes on his feet, and dragged his left leg and his right leg to become a professional gangster.

Since he is a gangster, he basically robs and robs him for nothing on weekdays, and every gangster has some reasons why he can't get on the table.

In the head shaving shop, taking advantage of the shaving master's carelessness, he shook his head violently, and the sharp razor opened a two-inch-long hole on the head, and the gangster with a bloody face immediately screamed and called for a broken phase. I bought new shoes in a shoe store, pressed a nail on the sole of my shoe when people were unprepared, and then pulled out a bloody stinky foot from the shoe with a strange scream; There are even more bold and thick-skinned people who went directly to those half-sized casinos, and went out to be beaten to death and gritted their teeth without saying a word, and when the thugs raised by the casino were tired and enough, they could eat a long-term offering in the casino, how could they have an expense of twenty or thirty oceans a month.

Speaking of fake monks' tricks of defrauding people to cheat money, it is really not unusual. Sometimes I find some half-sized and not small two meat shops to eat at the door, and when I am full of food and drink, I immediately take out a string of half-new wooden prayer beads from my arms and put them on my neck, and then tear my throat and shout that I am a monk.

Even shouting and sprinkling, plus there are more than a dozen green-skinned gangsters on the side to coax the arrogance, and the second meat shop that doesn't want to be troubled and stirs up the business can only be ruined.

There is another way, that is, to carry a chicken coop that I touched from the vegetable market to the old official garden to touch porcelain. But as long as he saw those honest people selling some game in the old official garden outside the city, the fake monk carried the chicken coop and hit it upward, not to mention that he had to dump the wild things that others had worked so hard to get before he stopped!

came and went, and the bandit name of this fake monk spread among many neighbors.

So before he bumped into Xiang Youbao, the fake monk also wanted to blackmail a few yellow skins in the old man's hand according to the gourd, but he didn't expect it

Feeling the tearing pain coming from the navel, the fake monk couldn't help but kick the half-hidden girl hard: "What the hell is trying to kill your father?" Tell you to rub your belly, not to make you noodles."

Suddenly, he was kicked hard by the fake monk, and the half-hidden door girl sat on the ground, and after being stunned for a moment, she patted her crotch and cried in her throat: "You are a person who kills a thousand knives, you have the ability to go outside, whoever beats you will go!" What kind of prestige are you spreading here to my mother?! The old lady is here to open the door to do business, you have slept in vain for half a year, have you given the old lady a big son? You eat the old lady's and drink the old lady's, and the old lady has to sell the money to provide you with the money, and you still beat the old lady with a dead hand? The old lady fought with you."

Crying all the way, the unkempt half-hidden door girl got up with a bone, copied a broom pimple that swept the kang, and hit the fake monk who was half lying on the kang with his head and face!

Caught off guard, the fake monk was beaten a few times, which further aroused the anger in the fake monk's heart. Reaching out and pulling up the greasy twisted quilt on the kang, the fake monk wrapped the half-hidden girl into the quilt with his head and face, and pressed it the earthen kang.

Wheezing heavily, the fake monk who had been eroded by too much white face picked up the broom bumps dropped by the half-closed door girls, and tried his best to whip the half-hidden door girls who were wrapped in quilts: "Call you stinky old lady to make trouble for me!" It's against you stinky."

Just as he was fighting heartily, from outside the obviously dilapidated and dirty courtyard, a sharp shout suddenly came: "Fake monk, the pole leader tells you to hurry up and see him!" I guess it's the autumn insects going to save up hey."

Randomly agreed, in the fake monk's cursing and scolding and screaming in the quilt, until the broom pimple in his hand was scattered and cracked, the fake monk leaned back on the bare kang mat, gasping for breath and screaming and crying in the quilt The half-hidden door girls shouted: "Howl your mother's funeral!" The master is also telling you honestly today, if you have a master in one day, you have to provide for the master to eat and drink, and the white flour and smoke paste are indispensable! Hurry up and get the money! You still have to go out! ”

Neatly out of the dirty quilt, the half-hidden door girl, who was obviously not beaten too badly, continued to scream: "Where is there another eldest son? You've been sleeping with my mother for half a month, and my mother has asked you to give you all the money."

Quite impatiently, he kicked on the body of the half-hidden girl, and the fake monk sat up straight unceremoniously: "You are still playing with your little caution?" Last time, that old guest from the Northeast didn't give you any less money, right? And the night before yesterday, your old friend from Natong County brought it to you! ”

Just looked up and down a few times at the nervous half-hidden door girl, and the fake monk immediately reached out and grabbed a patch on the placket of the half-hidden door girl's waist. After a few random tears, the fake monk slammed the door with a piece of ocean and a few banknotes found in the patch, leaving only the half-hidden women sitting on the ground and crying and cursing

Walking all the way along the side streets and alleys, the fake monk really did the goose plucking.

The pickers who sell bean juice burnt circles, the sellers of lotus pods, and begonia fruits don't care, and even the shaved heads placed at the mouth of the alley, so that the fake monks have blackmailed a dozen or so eldest sons, and they jingle in their pockets.

When the fake monk walked to the door of a dim sum shop with a dragon head whip, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention around, the fake monk who had already mixed up a round belly neatly stuffed a piece of ocean that he had just snatched from the half-closed door girl into the sole of his shoe, and then stood at the door of the dim sum shop and shouted towards the dim sum shop: "Pole leader, are you always there?" ”

With a clang, a white porcelain tea bowl grazed the fake monk's neck and flew out of the door of the dim sum shop, and smashed on the bluestone street at the door. With the sound of the tea bowl smashing, a rough voice with an obvious Tianjin accent also sounded in the dim sum shop: "Blind your mother's eyes!" There is a dragon whip hanging at the door, do you dare to stand at the door and be verbose? ”

Standing cautiously at the door, the restrained appearance of the fake monk completely lost the usual arrogant taste: "If you go back to the pole, isn't this listening to your old shouting, and I'm here to hurry up and look for you?" ”

With a sneer, the rough voice in the dim sum shop unceremoniously interrupted the fake monk's words: "Then do I have to thank you for this filial piety?" Get in! ”

Nodding his head and agreeing, the fake monk walked into the shop hall of the dim sum shop with his legs raised, and shrugged his shoulders and shrugged his waist to a stout man who was sitting on a chair on the side of the store: "Pole leader, you are auspicious!" ”

I didn't look at the fake monk who saluted him, but the stout man grabbed a piece of Shaqima in the snack plate at his hand, handed it to a big dog with golden fur lying at his feet, and said casually: "I heard that a few days ago, you asked someone to use a plague chicken in the old official garden, and you went to the Hufang Bridge cockfighting field with the chicken as if you were holding your father's tablet, and signed a death pledge certificate of 100 yuan with red lips and white teeth? If you lose the bet, you can't get the money, and you can tell people to kowtow to people on the street and call them fake monks, you really give the men of Zhushikou a long face!? ”

The nonsense that was still being arranged in his mind just now was blocked in his throat, and the fake monk suddenly cried and shouted: "Isn't this unexpected? Who knew that a stunned young man from outside the road could have that kind of way? ”

With a cold snort, the rough man with a few obvious scars on his forehead still focused his attention on the big golden-haired dog at his feet: "You dare to hold that plague chicken to the door without knowing the doorway?" Embarrassed, I remembered the name of the newspaper pole to help you earn your life, and the name of your pole is the tablet of your grave? Or is it when I'm the pole leader and you're the dog? ”

Raising his eyes slightly, the thick man's squinted eyes suddenly projected a cold light like a poisonous snake: "That's to raise a dog, and you have to feed some flesh and blood on weekdays, right?" You fake monk worshipped the pole for two or three years, and he didn't say anything about the New Year's filial piety, and you can also drag it and rely on the example that should be handed over to the pole, and you can rely on it, and you are too lazy to talk to you on weekdays, so you really think that the head of this pole is the mud city god in the temple, and the short incense is not a little ghost? ”

As if sensing the change in the tone of the rough man, the big dog that was lying at the feet of the rough man stood up suddenly, and bared his teeth and howled at the fake monk who was close at hand.

Subconsciously took half a step back, and the fake monk shouted with a bitter face: "It's really not disrespectful to the pole leader, now the year is not good, and those who buy and sell can't make a couple of jujubes, and the money you can get will be mixed to eat and drink."

Pitifully took out a few crumpled banknotes and a dozen or so eldest sons from his pocket, the fake monk held the money in both hands, and carefully put the money on the table next to the rough man: "I have been touching for half a month, and this is all there is on my body, you are the head of the pole."

With squinting eyes, the rough man spat on the fake monk's body: "Why should you send a meal to Hanako?!" ”

Salivating over his face, the fake monk seemed to not see the spit on his clothes, and repeatedly bowed to the rough man: "All the mistakes are the fault of my fake monk!" But if you don't get this back for me, it doesn't matter if my fake monk loses face, but everyone knows that my fake monk worshiped the pole."

His eyes widened suddenly, and the thick man pursed his lips and whistled softly, and the big golden-haired dog that was already standing at his feet immediately pounced on the fake monk, and pressed the fake monk to the ground in the scream of the fake monk.

Spit out its long red tongue, the big golden-haired dog sniffed left and right on the fake monk's body, but in a moment, he pulled off the fake monk's hidden shoes and brought it to the feet of the rough man.

Looking down at the ocean hidden in his shoes, the rough man with several scars on his head sneered and said, "You still want to play the trick of hiding in front of your bear master?" Just this whistling dog at the feet of Master Xiong, even if you hide the ocean in the cracks of your bones, it can find it for you! ”

Grabbing a piece of Shaqima on the plate of the heart, he still gave it to the big dog with a long tongue, and the bear master slowly stood up from the chair, looked at the fake monk who was paralyzed on the ground with disdain, trembling with fright, and said: "You are unkind, Master Xiong, I can't be unjust, lest this matter spread evil and ruin the name of our pole!" Let's go, follow the master to meet the stunned young man from the outside you said! ”

Very distressed, groping for the placket that had been torn open by the big dog, the fake monk was stunned and shouted to the bear master: "Pole leader, do you know where that guy is?" ”

kicked the fake monk's body, Xiong Ye strode to the door of the dim sum shop, and took off the whip hanging at the door of the dim sum shop, with a dragon head decoration engraved on the handle: "If the brothers in the pole are all like you, then Master Xiong, I really have fallen blood mold for eight lifetimes!" ”

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