Time flies by, old trees draw new shoots, green mountains change green clothes.

An Ran was wandering the rivers and lakes in the game world while eating tea, rice, oil and salt in the real world. Like all of us game otaku, he has a great longing for another world, but he is a little indifferent to this world, he just wants to live a two-point life, and he doesn't really care too much about what he wants to eat, what to wear, or where he is going in reality.

What to do if a person is addicted to his own little world? Maybe he will seem a little lonely and decadent, and talk very little to people who don't care about him; It's a bit out of place in this world; But his inner world is actually extremely exciting, this kind of wonderful lucky words can be told to three or five confidants, if unfortunately faced with doubts and incomprehensible eyes, it's okay, isn't he his best listener? Is it a bad thing to lose some of your ability to walk in society? Approximately! How can this loss be compensated? No matter what, grit your teeth and build your world a little stronger and warmer.

If one day someone says to you, "Hi! How do you get by living? Is it worth doing meaningless things all day? Our answer is never to argue with him, shut our mouths, and take this pointless thing to the extreme. Because the word 'meaning' is so wide-ranging, many people think of these two words narrowly, and they always define it in terms of 'money and power', and what we need to understand is: 'How can we make our lives a little happier?' That's what it means to be human.

If you want to ask, 'How can I make myself and others happy?' This is probably a matter of asking God, because the one who can make others happy is God, no matter what world he is in.

In this world, An Ran is just a person, and of course, in that world, he can't talk about God either. In China, he just walked between man and God, and people said that it was the rivers and lakes, so he came and went in a hurry.

When it rains in the valley and the spring breeze is coming to an end, the cloth banners of a tea shop somewhere on the ancient silk horse road are grinning in the wind. This is a tea shop without a name, although the absence of a name does not mean that it is not famous, the peddlers and pawns, merchants, officials, and high-rollers from the north and south all know that this old tea shop is rich in three things - the tea of Taiwang Mountain, the news of Tingfeng Lou, and the face of the proprietress, so the vast majority of passers-by like to sit in this nameless tea shop.

The sun was rising, the kitchen was foggy, and the boiling water in the teapot was still bubbling on the charcoal stove. The man in the green shirt casually picked up a teapot and was about to lift the curtain and walk into the lobby, when a white hand grabbed him.

"Don't talk about the matter of listening to the wind building today!" The woman in the apron said worriedly: "The slave family is afraid that if they talk too much, some people will come to the door." ”

"Don't worry, wife," the man patted the woman's hand with his free hand and comforted, "Let's just talk about the high-roller today." ”

When he saw that the woman was a little relieved, the man in the green shirt lifted the curtain and walked out, and several young porters sitting in the center of the hall could just see the woman's face through the gap, so several people began to joke.

"Where's the hostess?" They shouted, "Why didn't the lady come out to greet the guests?" ”

Another group of slightly older people followed suit.

The man in the green shirt smiled and walked to their side with a pot to make tea for the guests, and said, "Shut your mouths!" If my wife comes out to greet you, what can you eat at noon? ”

"Tofu!" A young boy began to talk about meat, "Let's all eat the boss's tofu together, I said Boss Guan, you won't hide in the corner and be secretly jealous, right?" ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and only one or two old men in cloth hats curled the corners of their mouths, feeling that this meat joke seemed a little inappropriate.

The so-called "wife" is the unique name of the man in the green shirt for his wife, because he is a gamer, so it is inevitable to bring some words in reality into China. In that world, some words such as "big bulb" and "jealous" are not only understood and spoken between players, and many NPCs probably also understand the strange language and movements of adventurers, so please don't be surprised that a person in ancient costume shakes hands with you, and of course, don't wonder why a gamer wants to learn the NPC's crepe conversation.

This middle-aged man named Guan Xiaoqiang is a down-and-out reader in reality, who has been cold for ten years but failed the college entrance examination, which can be regarded as a big blow, and then he entered the society early like many down-and-out students and received another blow. He has no strength to restrain the chicken, but he has to do heavy work; He has a bookish spirit but wants to go along with others, which makes his life actually not smooth, no car, no house, not much savings, so he is just a year old and naturally has no wife.

He likes to read, whether it is on the construction site or in the rental house, he likes to hold his mobile phone and watch for a long time, copying down what he sees or telling a paragraph to others, but many times he is actually facing the eyes of everyone, they will listen to the story with relish, but when the story is over, they will look at the storyteller, it turns out that he is just a nerd who can't work, drink, and do things. People call him 'Guan Fuzi' in a sarcastic and sarcastic way, but what should you do when your relatives call you the same? Guan Xiaoqiang could only choose to accept it, and sighed, 'useless, he is a scholar', so he entered Huaxia with this nickname and only savings.

No one understands his behavior, and even he thinks it's not a ruin but a bit of escapism, but so what? At least he can work in Huaxia, run errands for NPCs, do tedious and boring tasks, and then exchange the game currency rewarded by NPCs into RMB to meet his daily expenses. At least in this world, in his spare time, he can sit somewhere and read a book quietly for a while without being looked down upon, and he doesn't have to think about how to make good relationships with NPCs in that place called 'Tianjia Village'.

He didn't upgrade and leave in a hurry like other players, it's not that he didn't want to get ahead and be the martial arts hero who ran around the rivers and lakes, Guan Xiaoqiang tried to kill monsters and fight equipment more than once, but the ending was very pitiful, he was like many players who had no talent, and he couldn't support himself at all by licking blood from the knife. He is not one of those noble brothers, although he has no talent in the game, but he can often use money to buy game currency or hire a group of people for himself to be chic and dream. People have their own ways of living, and some people are destined to be infinitely better; Some people are destined to be down-and-out for a lifetime, and he Guan Xiaoqiang actually just wants to be a tea boss in this world and tell a few stories for passing guests.

What's more, in this world, he also met her, an NPC, the daughter of the village chief, a woman who fell in love with him, and a woman who became his wife because of an accident. Tian Yingxiu is everything that the man in the green shirt is in this world, as for the other world, will there be another woman who becomes his love? I'm sorry! He didn't think about it for a while.

With the sound of 'pop', the whole hall fell silent, and Guan Fuzi, who had a slight stubble on his face, sat precariously and looked around, except for the tea guests in the hall who were waiting for his opening remarks, and a beggar in shabby clothes who was leaning on the doorpost outside the hall also just turned his head.

"He's here again," Guan fuzi thought to himself, cleared his throat and told the story to the tea guests.

This tattered young man is An Ran, last night he and Fan Yuntian picked up a bandit village ten miles away, and then took advantage of the moonlight to return to this tea shop to rest offline, and then the next day online can inquire about all kinds of news on the spot.

As the game progressed, he felt that the system was giving him more and more time to play health, perhaps because he had to control the game character every day to exercise, in short, his game time had been extended to twelve or thirteen hours. So he can wander through this world, eat and sleep? Go to another world to finish.

An Ran turned sideways and changed into a comfortable position, he folded his hands and sleeves and continued to lean on the column head while listening to the story while waiting for the person who should appear.

It wasn't that he wanted to do this, he didn't drink a chair or sit on a good cup of tea, he had to curl up outside the door and be a beggar like a pug. What can be done? An Ran received his own exclusive task, which stipulated that he must live like a beggar and receive the eyes and sympathy of many people, so that he can help his cultivation, and if he receives a favor, he must reciprocate. A lot of rewards can't be solved with money, because the system says that the beggar is poor in the first place, so many times, many things he does are actually to repay a certain person who has given a meal, such as the bandit who went to overturn the village last night and harmed the people.

Of course, the system is not ruthless, for a player, you want to enjoy something random somewhere, and An Ran, who is a beggar in this world, can of course do it, but he will not increase his cultivation by doing so.

"Mei Si'an, you're really fucking perverted," An Ran thought with half-squinted eyes, "Anyway, Lao Tzu is also a well-known gang boss - even though he is the nominal boss - our family is also rich in money and food, and you actually let Lao Tzu beg everywhere?" Are you afraid of which NPC woman I hooked or what? Not only do you want to leave a red lip mark on my forehead, but you also want me to wear a ragged-looking face-covering robe, and beg on the street without combing my face or washing? ”

The young beggar remembered that Mei Si'an had not appeared for a long time, which made him a little melancholy. An Ran didn't know why she was sad for an NPC woman, like she hadn't seen Leng Xue for a long time.

"Do you know that the black-clothed young man cut off the head of the 'Withered Leaf Holy Hand' Li Batian with a sword at the head of Panlong City?" Guan Fuzi's loud voice came from the lobby.

"Ahh That's a terrible," exclaimed a tea guest, "Li Batian is the scoop of the Panlong City Mage Hall, his subordinates and disciples can crowd a street, this is a well-known and skilled figure, killed?" ”

"But it's not," said a man with strong muscles and straw sandals next to him, "I personally heard about this when I was passing through Panlong County with my host a few days ago, and someone said frankly that many people in the Mage Hall were looking for the murderer everywhere-

- Listen to me! Guan Fuzi interrupted the man's discussion with a light table of waking wood, "Is that a young man?" Where did he get any murderers, then Li Batian flew around with a bunch of people on weekdays, and how many people in this radius of a hundred miles had not been bullied by his mage hall? ”

"That's true," An Ran thought, "That 'withered leaf holy hand' snatched the eldest daughter of his rival and was about to be in public in the city tower, Fan Yuntian stabbed him in the throat with a dagger to make him lose his evil deeds." ”

Guan Fuzi continued: "At that time, there were many people from the mage hall and the official mansion on the city tower, and the young man suddenly appeared at the head of the city for some reason and pointed a three-inch dagger at Li Batian to scold, of course Li Batian was angry, so he brought five or six hundred of his brothers and officers and soldiers to besiege the young man, and then guess what? ”

"What's wrong?" Someone peeled a melon seed and threw it in his mouth, chewing it while asking.

"You don't want to sell Guanzi, Guan Master." Someone else said impatiently.

"As a result, the young man relied on his skills to kill the bunch of people to a fart, he held the Tu Tian dagger in both hands, and his body turned into thousands of teenagers, catching up with Li Batian, who fled with his tail, and cut off his head with a knife, and the young man jumped off the hundred-foot high city wall and laughed and walked away, and the city wall crumbled in his laughter."

"How can it be so exaggerated?" An obese old man wearing luxury with a folding fan in his hand obviously didn't believe it, "Master Guan is sure that we haven't been to Panlong City?" The walls of Panlong City are not that high, and they are certainly not that brittle. ”

The exaggerated words of the spitting man in the green shirt were not discouraged when they were exposed in public, "Tell a story! You always have to be a little bit of a void, or you won't sound bored! He smiled.

"But you're exaggerating, aren't you?" An Ran turned his head slightly and glanced at the man in the lobby and thought, "In fact, Lao Tzu and Fan Yuntian disguised themselves and sneaked up on the city wall, stabbed him a few times in the crowd and then was chased like two dogs, how could there be any slashing and killing hundreds of people and jumping off the city wall?" ”

At this time, Guan Fuzi's lady had already walked to the lobby to boil water for the tea guests, and everyone's attention was instantly attracted by this young woman with a soft face. To be honest, An Ran doesn't think she is beautiful, and the same NPC is far worse than Mei Si Anke. She was bloated and pot-bellied, and she looked like she was already pregnant, but the tea customers, young and old, were still talking, and the husband and wife were not angry, but just talked to them. It is not difficult for people who open tea shops to accept that the people in the market, the peddlers and pawns, and the few words of meat on their mouths to ask for a bargain are not unacceptable, as long as they do not reach out and move their feet, they must be harmonious with the guests.

In the blink of an eye, it was already three poles in the morning, and the tea customers left and came one after another. The tea shop is not an inn, and there is no way to provide accommodation for guests, but it is still possible to get some food for these dusty passers-by. The man in the green shirt also talked about the story endlessly, and began to help his lady Zhang Luo set the dishes and chopsticks, and the NPCs who were not in a hurry simply sat at the table leisurely and drank a little wine and chatted, anyway, it was only half a day's journey from the surrounding towns.

He still walked up to An Ran's side with a large bowl and a pot of soju, and then gently placed it next to the young beggar who looked tattered but was not scruffy. "Let's eat!" The man in the green shirt only said two words as usual, and then went back to the lobby to work.

The clay bowl is filled with white rice, and there will be some vegetables or shredded meat underneath the rice. Of course, this is the leftover that the guests did not eat, and the man in the green shirt brought the leftovers into the kitchen, and then buried them under the rice and brought them out for An Ran to eat.

Is this considered food for the sake of spurting? Giving a beggar the leftovers of a guest's meal is like throwing a bone with saliva left on it to a dog. An Ran couldn't figure out this problem at first, so he would come here every day to lean on the wooden pillar and listen to the man try to see the story a little more, so that he would have a better understanding of the people and things in this world.

During this period, there were two things that made An Ran understand that this was the grace of dripping water, one day a certain guest saw the man in green shirt bring them the leftover food to himself and refused to agree, saying that they paid for something to buy, why should the boss take the initiative to give it to a rotten beggar? This table of food Lao Tzu can't be eaten, but even if he feeds the pig and throws it out, he won't reward a beggar. Besides, even if it is a charity, they will give alms, and it will not be the turn of the tea shop owner to do good deeds. Guan Fuzi just bowed his head and smiled and said that he was not thoughtful, and it was indeed up to the guests to give this kindness. The guest did not stop yelling not to pay for the meal, so Guan Fuzi's wife did not agree and stepped forward a few steps.

"Get out! Don't come here again. She pointed at the guest and scolded, "We pay for this meal ourselves, he is a beggar but he should not be looked down upon by you." ”

The splash man left angrily, and the woman came to An Ran's side with a pleasant face and half-squatted down and said to him: "It's okay adventurer, the important thing for us poor people is to save our lives, and we want to open up some." ”

Another day, after noon, there was not a single guest in the tea shop, the couple pulled An Ran up and entered the lobby to eat the leftovers together, and the man in the green shirt also took out a pot of inferior soju and talked and drank with An Ran, a beggar, and the woman supported her chin with her palm and looked at them gently.

For a gamer like him, it is natural that he can't taste the food and wine in the game, but this couple, who is combined by players and NPCs, makes An Ran feel very warm. Whether it was the neighbors in Jiupo District who asked themselves to go to their house to sit casually for a while, or met such a tea shop couple who gave to them every day in the game, shouldn't good people be like this? It doesn't matter how good or bad things are, what matters is whether you can give others a kind heart.

After eating their meal, he thought about some things clearly, and the seed in An Ran's heart had an extra crack, so he was ready to contribute to the couple, because no matter how the world changes, it shouldn't make good people chill.

Suddenly, the dust on the ancient road of silk horses was flying, and in the sound of horses' hooves, ten horses galloped forward, and the horses were strong horses, and the people were strong men. As they approached the tea-shop, a man slammed the reins and 'snorted', and the horse neighed, and its front hooves were raised and stopped.

An Ran looked up and found that these men in short shirts, with bare arms and legs, were all dark-skinned, with a cobra tattooed on their arms. Some of them had swords at their waists; Some have bows on their backs; Some horses had plate axes and iron spears hanging from their bellies.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, Master Guan had already stood at the door to greet the guests.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please!" The man in the green shirt bowed down and made a welcoming gesture.

One of them, a short-haired man with slightly bulging temples, noticed that An Ran was looking at them, so he showed contempt, opened his mouth full of yellow teeth, and spit out two words: "Get out!" He kicked over the rice bowl and wine jug in front of An Ran, and a bunch of people strolled into the lobby.

"Everyone in this room listens," said loudly with a scar on his face like a leader: "Our Spirit Snake Gang has always been a friend of a merchant or a friend of the road, as long as you leave a few wine money for our brother to spend flowers, you can be safe and sound, if that dog dares to pinch and hide and see this table, right?" ”

The tall man walked to a table with four people in the middle in his hand, and raised his hand to a knife, the knife was attached to an old man with a hosta on his head, and his left arm was chopped down, and a corner of the thick pine square table was cut off by a knife like tofu, and the old man's face was pale and the other three young people trembled with fright.

"Is your neck as hard?"

The fat scar-faced man lifted one foot and stepped on Lao Suo's chair, and he casually ripped a chicken leg from the plate and gnawed it unscrupulously.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! The other person behind him shouted, "Give all the silver taels and packages on your body to Grandpa and put them on the table." ”

An Ran slowly stood up, put his finger against the red lip mark on his eyebrows, and looked at the people in the hall with the 'Contemplation' skill, this is a team of players and NPCs, the scarface led by a level 42 NPC is a warrior, the two long-haired men holding swords by the door are both level 38 swordsmen, and the other seven are NPCs with low level professions.

"Here," An Ran clicked on the servant space, "Are you dressed up in disguise and think Lao Tzu can't see it?" The young man thought to himself.

A young man with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek face wearing leather armor and a dagger at his waist approached the man who was gnawing on the chicken legs, and he whispered to his boss while looking at the woman's breasts with lewd eyes, and the scar-faced man laughed when he heard the words.

"Hey! The proprietress cried indistinctly as he chewed the chicken leg in his mouth, "Come and have a glass of wine with your grandfather." ”

The delicate-faced but bloated woman instinctively stepped back.

Guan Fuzi stepped forward and protected his NPC wife behind him, clasped his fists and said, "Forgive me, good man!" My wife doesn't drink alcohol. ”

"Wife?" Scarface was stunned for a moment, then laughed as if he had heard a big joke, "When the hell did we learn the words of adventurers?" I said, boss, did your mother-in-law's belly grow for you? Just be generous and let our brothers figure it out together. ”

The group of people began to laugh obscenely and talk foul language, and there were about a dozen tea guests in the house, merchants, porters, and people who walked the rivers and lakes, and they had already put their packages and coins on the table, and they were silent one by one, and no one dared to say a word.

"Master counts three times," the scar-faced man raised three fingers and said with a cruel smile: "If the proprietress refuses to come over after three sounds, Ye will kill someone." ”

There was a young white-faced weak guy in the hall who heard the word 'killing' and cried out in fright, and a man with an unsheathed thin sword on his waist next to him lifted him up like a chicken, and with a flick of his hand was two big slaps, and the weak guy was beaten to the corner of his mouth bleeding but never dared to cry out again.

"One," he stared at the woman and bent his first finger, "two," the woman began to move, "no three, let the little lady leave the rest and kill them!" Scarface said this as he looked lazy and bland, as killing someone was as simple as a farmer mowing the grass.

Dozens of men drew their weapons with brushes, and there was a loud cry in the room, and many people began to kneel and kowtow and beg for mercy. "Hero, didn't you say that you just want money and don't kill you?" One of them cried.

Guan Fuzi hugged his wife and bit his lip and stared nervously at these people holding blades, he is an adventurer of course he can be resurrected, but what about NPC Tian Yingxiu? If she dies, where will you go to find her?

"Really?" The scar-faced man sneered, "But if you change your mind now, let's start with you!" ”

Then he heard a 'three' ringing in his ears, a green light with a curved arc flashed, and then his left hand was cold, and he could only watch his ring finger fall into the soup pot.

"Lao Tzu saw that you couldn't shout the word 'three' for a long time, and your fingers couldn't bend down, so I simply helped you make a decision, how about this time?"

The person who spoke was none other than the young beggar curled up next to a stake with a bamboo stick at his feet.

An Ran is still the same An Ran in a face-covering robe, the old boots and patch pants look tattered, but at this moment, anyone who sees the pair of eyes under the hood will shudder, his eyes are as deep as a pool and colder than the moonlight.

Scarface only then felt a heart-piercing pain coming from his severed finger, and he roared at the bubbling blood of his own body, grabbing the knife in his right hand and trying to slash at the ragged beggar on the right, but he suddenly realized that he couldn't cut this knife anyway.

An Ran pressed one end of the bamboo stick against Scarface's throat, and with the other hand, he lifted the wine jug that had been kicked over by the man just now, raised his head and poured a sip of inferior soju, while the rest of the knife-wielding men just surrounded the young man in the center and no one dared to move.

"I advise you not to act rashly," An Ran put the wine jug on the table and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with his hand, "Because your neck is definitely not as hard as the bamboo stick in Lao Tzu's hand - Fan Yuntian, are you still watching a play?" Isn't slapping what you're good at? ”

I saw a short figure appear in the circle of people, NPC teenagers spit on their palms and rubbed each other, and then the whole person began to run in circles from left to right, he was like the wind and snapped sound continuously, the boy ran a circle and stood face to face with the scarred face in the encirclement, did not speak, stood on tiptoe and picked up his palms left and right to open the bow, crackling and slapping this strong man a few times.

"I'm good at killing people, and you actually asked Lao Tzu to slap him, hehe." After Fan Yuntian put down this sentence, he sat on a chair alone and grabbed a roast chicken and nibbled on it.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Big Scar's cheeks were red and swollen, but he still wouldn't lose his momentum, "We have no grievances and no hatred, why do you have to wade into this troubled water again?" ”

"One is just Hanako, and the so-called eating the donor's food is to eliminate the disaster for the donor." An Ran looked at the movements around him and said, "Friends who drink tea, why don't you take your parcel and money and leave like this?" ”

When the merchant porters heard this, they grabbed the packages and money on the table and scattered, and some of them didn't care to take their bags back and run away; Of course, there are also two or three people in the rivers and lakes who are bold enough to stay and get rid of evil.

"You can't keep holding me against this broken stick like this," because the severed finger was constantly bleeding, and the big scar face was enduring the pain, his face turned a little pale, "Either kill me, if you kill me, my brothers will naturally kill you too, why should my friends form a bond for a mere tea shop couple and the entire Spirit Snake Gang?" If you stop, we'll leave the well, and the river won't interfere with it. ”

"Oh?" An Ran touched his chin with one hand to make a thinking motion, "When did you listen to the finches in Fenglou talk so well?" This man! You don't take revenge for your fingers anymore? ”

The man with the sharp weapon was shocked, how did he know that we were listening to the wind building?

"Don't splash dirty water on the Spirit Snake Gang of Panlong County," An Ran slowly moved the bamboo fight away from the man's Adam's apple, and suddenly said in a cold tone, "Although the Spirit Snake Gang will also rob homes, it has not yet reached the point of killing people." ”

"Hey! It's still too tender," a middle-aged NPC with a soft sword wrapped around his waist sighed, "If you take away the weapon and don't threaten it, so many people can rush to it." ”

Sure enough, as the middle-aged NPC expected, from the moment An Ran moved the bamboo battle away, Scarface immediately showed a fierce face, and the opposite hand was a knife, "The little beggar takes his life!" He shouted.

The knife ran towards An Ran's neck with a cold light, and the distance between the two of them was only two positions, this knife seemed to be unavoidable, and sure enough, a single knife slashed into the neck of the young beggar.

"It's over!" You're dead, and it's our three brothers' turn to fight with them. The middle-aged NPC with a soft sword wrapped around his waist thought. It's just that he saw the young man who slapped others, still eating the leftovers on the table and couldn't understand, knowing that those men with weapons had already pounced on them. "These are two crazy people who are too long?"

"Don't!" The proprietress Tian Yingxiu shouted with a crying voice.

Guan Fuzi hugged his wife tightly, and he felt her delicate body trembling.

Scarface saw the knife into the young man's neck, and he was overjoyed, and then there was a sharp pain in his abdomen.

‘-876’

It turned out that at some point, the young man raised the knee of his right leg and slammed it into his lower abdomen, and the huge impact force and pain made Scarface bow down like a shrimp.

An Ran held his left fist and rushed straight into the sky, only to hear a 'bang', and the fist hit Scarface's jaw fiercely, knocking the big man into the air, blood wrapped in teeth and quickly fell on the table.

Scarface's eyes flashed into the air by the fist, only to realize that his single slash was just a phantom of the beggar, and at the same time, he was desperate to see his brothers writhing their bodies in pain, and Scarface's body finally fell heavily to the ground.

‘-1024’

‘-67’

‘-159’

‘……’

A flurry of damage numbers erupted in the lobby, flying through the air like fireworks. Below the damage figure, the master and servant were like walking through flowers and branches in the forest, they moved quickly and skillfully, one inserted a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and the other punched several Luohan punches taught by the comet-hearted monk.

Ten people lay on the ground in an instant, many people had two or three chopsticks inserted in their joints, and some of the unlucky ones were punched a few times.

'Rice Planting Song' This is a set of skills that Fan Yuntian himself comprehended, he was passing by a certain field with his master and saw a farmer planting rice in the field, so the NPC kid came up with the ingenuity of inserting some hard and slender things into the enemy's body one by one.

Fan Yuntian has always been a person who will do what he thinks, he sharpened a lot of bamboo sticks with a dagger in a bamboo forest, and then pinched it in his hand, moving quickly and shaking his arms hard, a green bamboo and a bamboo stick, he practiced with his master in the bamboo forest for several days, and then went to find those mountain spirit bandits to continue to 'plant seedlings' Because the bamboo sticks are inserted in the living creatures, people will wail in pain like singing, so Fan Yuntian will call this self-created martial arts 'rice planting song', the name makes An Ran smack.

When the group of people slashed at Fan Yuntian just now, the NPC kid had already pinched a pair of chopsticks in his hand, and he would dodge them when they slashed them, and then inserted a chopstick into the joints of the enemy's hands and feet. Their level was originally higher than that of the other party, and the agile Fan Yuntian could naturally easily dodge the enemy's swords slashing at him, even if several swords attacked him at the same time, Fan Yuntian would definitely be able to get out of the gap like a fish. This is too simple for an Assassin, not to mention that this Assassin has traveled so many mountains and rivers with his Brother An Ran.

"Do you think that Lao Tzu will let you slaughter without a bamboo stick against your neck?" An Ran bowed down and looked condescendingly at Scarface, who was lying on the ground with a bloody face. "Go back and bring a message to your leader, tell him to take care of his subordinates, the news has flowed into the market, everyone has to talk about it, there is no need to kill people everywhere, if Lao Tzu sees you killing people everywhere in disguise again, the Tai'an Gang will definitely visit Tingfeng Lou to seek justice for the dead."

Scarface on the ground struggled to get up with his brothers, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to leave a cruel word, and helped each other out of the lobby, and then helped each other to get on the horse and leave the tea shop alive.

The tea shop was quiet again, but it was a mess, and An Ran slowly walked towards the frightened couple.

"Sorry! Broke a lot of things," he smiled slightly, took out a bag of coins and handed it to the man in the green shirt, "I have two taels of silver here to calculate the food money and compensation for the eldest brother and sister-in-law." ”

"Yingxiu kowtow to his benefactor and thank him for saving his life!" Guan Fuzi did not take An Ran's money bag, but pulled his wife to kneel.

"Don't kneel!" An Ran suddenly grabbed Guan Fuzi's arm, "You, a player, don't care about your knees, you have to take care of your wife's body, you don't have much money, and I hope that your eldest brother and sister-in-law won't dislike it." ”

"How does this work?" The couple shed tears and refused to accept An Ran's money bag, "Engong saved our lives is already a great kindness, how dare we ask for Engong's money?" ”

"This place can't stay," since they don't want An Ran, they won't force it, "I can't guarantee that those people will come back, I can save you today, but what about later?" I'm going to leave after all. The name of the Tai'an Gang is not so big that it scares others to move, so for the sake of safety, you may go elsewhere to make a living. ”

"yes!" The man with the bundle of hair with a soft sword wrapped around his waist next to him sighed, "This hero is right, boss, boss, you must prepare to leave home as soon as possible." ”

"Humph!" An old man slapped the table and said angrily, "Don't these wicked people really give us ordinary people a little way to live?" ”

"You can slap the table and stare at the eyes now," An Ran looked at the old man and thought to himself, "Why didn't you jump out and speak up at the beginning?" ”

"Hey! But where do we go now? Guan Fuzi sighed as he hugged his wife.

"The world is home to the four seas," An Ran actually sighed a little bit of a gamer, "What's more, you still have your wife with you, and you have your favorite person by your side, everywhere is home, is a manly husband still afraid of having no fixed place?" Brother Guan has a saying, I don't know if I should say it......"

"Engong, please speak up, I will listen to you."

"This disaster originally came from your mouth, those people are not the villains who robbed the house, you leaked other people's secrets, people will definitely come to kill people, so Brother Guan must remember that the disaster comes from the mouth, some words must not be said casually, you are killed like me, it is a big deal to go to the cemetery to resurrect, if someone in the cemetery is guarding us, the big deal is to go to another world to hide from his mother for a few days, but what about Sister-in-law Guan? She's different from us, so take care of the safety of their mother and son no matter what, so be it! If you really can't find a place to go, go to Aloe Vera County or Huaitao County, where there are brothers from the Tai'an Gang to take care of you. ”

The man nodded yes and gave a bow, and his wife followed with a blessing salute, and this time An Ran accepted it calmly.

"Listen to the words of the hero, are you a good man of the Tai'an Gang?" A young man at the table who was still young and had a high nose asked.

"It's a bit of something to do with the Tai'an Gang," An Ran replied casually.

"Then you must know Boss Lonely?" Gao Nose looked very excited, "Even if you don't know the boss of Lone Smoke, then you must know the long river sunset, the flexible fat man, the people of the Tai'an Gang are all heroes!" He gave a thumbs up.

The old man next to the young man with a high nose carefully tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"The boy is open-mouthed, please forgive the righteous man!" The old man stood up and clenched his fists to apologize.

"What's this?" An Ran smiled, "I admire Boss Lone Yan as much as this little brother." ”

"I'll just say it!" The young man with a high nose raised his voice instantly, "Since the hero has seen the unevenness of the road and pulled out his sword to help, of course he is the same as the heroes of the Tai'an Gang!" This time, we are going to Aloe Vera County to meet the famous Lonely Smoke Gang Leader, and I want to worship the Lonely Smoke Gang Leader to learn from him for my eldest brother. Hero, why don't you go to Aloe Vera County together to join the Tai'an Gang? ”

"Shut up! You," the man with the soft sword around his waist quipped, "and the leader of the Lone Smoke Gang will look down on you with the yolk still falling on your buttocks?" ”

"Humph!" The young man raised his glass and swallowed it in one gulp, ignoring his companion.

"The old man's name is Zhu Yi," the old man hugged his fists and said: "These are my two unsuccessful disciples, we really have to go to Aloe County, and I don't know what the righteous man plans to do next, if they are on the same road, they can also take care of each other on the road." ”

"The old hero's kind boy understands," An Ran waved his hand and smiled: "It's just that I have other things to do, so I can't go to Aloe County with you this time, of course, if the boss and the boss lady are willing to leave here and go to Aloe County, you can take care of it on the way." ”

An Ran actually didn't have much of a good impression of the three people in front of him, although they didn't run away like other businessmen and porters at the time of the crisis, but they didn't jump out to protect the couple in the tea shop, of course, the three people on the knife frame and neck must also be desperate, but this kind of desperateness is mostly just for self-preservation.

Many people will do heroic dreams, but when it comes to needing to give something or even their lives, how many people will not hesitate? I'm afraid that the first thing that comes to mind is to stay away from right and wrong to protect oneself, but this is no wonder that people, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and there are not many heroes in the world.

The old man naturally agreed, and although the couple at the tea shop felt that this tea shop was a pity, they had no choice but to leave here. In the end, they packed their bags, and a group of people said goodbye to the master and servant, and embarked on the ancient silk horse road.

An Ran and Fan Yuntian had actually been secretly accompanying them for a while, and only after making sure that no one had anything to do with them again did they settle down on a hillside.

"People go to the empty building," An Ran, looking at the couple who were getting smaller on the road, thought, "What is home?" It shouldn't be a cold house, but the people you love the most by your side, such as this guy next to you; For example, some brothers and sisters of the Tai'an Gang; For example, the omnipotent goddess in heaven. ”

He stood on the hillside and looked at others, who in turn stood on some tall tree and looked at him.