Volume 3 People in the Rivers and Lakes Chapter 3 Selling Charcoal

Others are dead, Gao Chengzan is dead.

This sudden change directly made Liu Bairen's face colorless, he wanted to hide and had nowhere to hide, and it was too late to parry, he scolded in his heart, the strength of the surname Gao was much better than back then, so he wanted to cover his crotch with both hands, he would rather give up his hands, and he would rather give up his hands than give up his life.

It's no wonder, is a man still called a man without this thing?

With a burst of exclamation, the long knife slashed away in an instant.

When Liu Bairen's crotch trembled in the wind caused by the knife, a sword suddenly flew from the sky, which simply crossed time and space, and even reached Liu Bairen's crotch before Gao Chengzan's knife, just when Gao Chengzan was stunned, the rusty long sword directly knocked the long knife away, and at the same time, with a leisurely spin, flew towards the piece of the gladiatorial arena to know the card, and the brand was shattered.

The rusty sword continued to move dazzlingly, and just when Gao Chengzan was about to evacuate from the gladiatorial arena, his face turned pale, and the rusty sword turned around leisurely, directly brushed the top of Gao Chengzan's head, and cut Gao Chengzan's hair bun not to mention, but also cut off a handful of hair, until the hair fell to the ground, Gao Chengzan took a long deep breath, and then looked at the rusty sword, which had already followed into the sky.

"Master, you have opened the eyes of the old man by appearing, the old man is ninety years old, and he has never seen such a wonderful sword. ”

An old man with a white beard and hair looked up at the sky with a flushed face, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"Who is this master, could it be those old ancestors of Sword Mountain, no, since it is the old ancestor of Sword Mountain, he should take Gao Chengzan of the Kuaidao Gate away. ”

"Brother, you don't know this, the master has his own demeanor, how can he be compared to you three-legged cat martial artists, maybe the master is afraid of seeing blood and dirty the sword, maybe he disdains to kill low-level cultivators, anyway...... Don't talk about it, it's time for my brother to go to Zuihualou and talk to those aunts. ”

The sword just now seemed to have reached a state of transcendence, causing the fight between Liu Bairen and Gao Chengzan just now to be as tasteless as chewing wax, and the surrounding spectators had long forgotten the duel just now, and they didn't even bother to look at the two of them.

Liu Bairen finally came back to his senses in a sweat, his eyes couldn't track the rusty sword just now, so he glared at Gao Chengzan fiercely, panting and said: "Tall beard, you won, Liu admits defeat." ”

After Liu Bairen finished speaking, he picked up the long sword underground, didn't have time to return to the sheath, carried a sword in one hand, beckoned two subordinates, and quickly blended into the crowd.

Gao Chengzan did not have the posture of a winner, and also hurried out of the gladiatorial arena and ran towards the inn, in addition to embarrassing Liu Bairen today, Gao Chengzan also had an important thing to do, and even this matter was more important than humiliating Liu Bairen in public.

Soon the crowd dispersed, and the gladiatorial arena returned to its former calm, only a few children who did not understand the world ran around the tea table wantonly, and splashed the tea that had not yet been drunk in the teacup, and a few older children quickly drilled into the gladiatorial arena, one holding a wooden stick, and even the child with a little bulging cheeks specially greeted the other child's crotch.

Seeing this scene, the second child who was sighing in the teahouse finally had a smile.

The incident happened suddenly just now, and there are a few places where there is no tea money

Taken back, the few stabbed goods slipped away while the crowd was chaotic, and even took away a few teacups, the second sighed again, stopped the boss who was about to clean up the tea table and said: "Brother, don't you have a fire, if it wasn't for that sword just now, we can collect a few more silver." ”

The eldest stopped, patted his younger brother on the shoulder and said, "Don't sigh, in fact, you earned it." ”

The eldest continued to walk in the direction of the gladiatorial arena, the second child frowned, chased after him in confusion, and said with his brother while cleaning up the mess: "Brother, how do you say you can make money?"

The boss glared at his younger brother and said with a smile: "The sword tube just now is enough for you to understand for three years, the means of the master of the Seven Realms to press the bottom of the box, you say that you don't make money, Jiangnan An Gongzi rarely makes swords, you can see that you earn it, this is far more affordable than those tea money, from today on, this stall will be handed over to my brother to take care of, you can understand that sword with peace of mind." ”

The second child stopped wiping the table and blinked, it seemed that it was really like that.

However, he suddenly saw the note, and said in a somewhat unhappy mood: "But that Gongzi An clearly doesn't give your brother face, and he doesn't even have the intention of discussing......"

"What is there to discuss, how can my brother have that face, do his job well, and worry less about the affairs of the rivers and lakes. ”

"But, brother, aren't you also a seven-......?"

Suddenly, a greasy rag flew out of the boss's hand, tightly sealing the second child's mouth.

......

Gao Chengzan led a few people to the inn as fast as possible, but the scholar had already left.

He asked the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper gestured, and didn't seem to say which direction the scholar was going, so Gao Chengzan had to return to the inn and wander around the street casually.

Gao Chengzan kept frowning, and the four followers could feel that the senior was very thoughtful, but when they saw this scene, they didn't dare to ask more, why did they look for that scholar, according to their understanding of the senior senior, the senior looked down on the scholar who danced and wrote the ink, but at this time, he didn't care about the sweaty person who wanted to find the scholar, which was incomprehensible.

Gao Chengzan was naturally not happy to explain all this to those fart children, saying that the scholar just now was very much like a senior who used to be a fast knife door, if he had more beard, the corners of his eyes would be more like it, and they didn't understand these things.

Gao Chengzan wandered around the street with a few people doing nothing, as if he was in a bad mood, and said while approaching a tavern: "How much do you know about Uncle Tu Tielin?"

Several people shook their heads, and only one woman whispered: "I heard that Uncle Xiao was handsome when he was young......

Before the woman finished speaking, Gao Chengzan turned his head and glared, and warned: "If you don't learn and don't know how to speak, you can't even say a word, what is it that you can be handsome when you are young, my little junior brother is also a good-looking mess now, your little uncle is not just handsome, his two-handed knife technique is really handsome, even when your master sleeps at night and talks in his dreams, he praises your little uncle's knife skills to cover the world, but unfortunately, if it weren't for that incident back then, how majestic your little uncle is, and it can be the turn of Jianshan to run to the fast knife door to spread wild." ”

When she was not far from the tavern, the woman flashed her eyes and said, "Uncle Shi, can you tell me about the incident back then?"

Gao Chengzan rolled his eyes and said, "No way!"

The woman's eyes turned and she said, "Uncle Shi, I'm going to invite Ah Mo for this meal, Uncle Shi, you can go in and order whatever you want, and you can drink whatever you want." ”

Gao Chengzan looked at the crowded streets of Qinhuang Ancient Town, and finally had a smile.

......

It's dusk.

A potholed path, zigzag and stretched into the distance.

It had just rained, and the road was wet, full of large and small puddles of yellow mud, and by a large puddle, there was a cattle cart parked, which seemed to be loaded with goods that were afraid of water, and was covered with a large tarpaulin.

The ox cart has been tilted severely, one wheel on the road, the other wheel in the puddle, it seems that the wheel in the puddle moves again, the car will roll over into the water, and the things on the car will naturally not escape the fate of the wet water.

There was an old man squatting on the side of the ox cart, with an ordinary hairpin like chopsticks inserted in the loose snow-white bun, the old man panted while looking at the car wheel in the puddle in a daze, it seemed that he was panting enough, the old man carefully stood up with a bullwhip, slipped under his feet, walked to the head of the ox with a small rag, rubbed a handful of snot on the horns, and said with a little flattery to the scalper: " Lao Huang, Ah Gong promises that this is the last trip, and when the charcoal is sold out, Ah Gong swears to God that he will not sell you to those cattle dealers, he will feed you until you are old, and he will fix the leaky place of the cowshed for you. ”

Old scalpers understand human nature, and it seems that as long as things are old, they naturally have spirituality.

The old scalper touched the old man's arm with his wet nose and mooed a few times into the distance of the road.

The old man smiled hard, patted the old scalper's back with his black-jointed and thick hand, and then hugged the wheel with difficulty, and said, Lao Huang will look at you.

The old scalper and the old man worked hard together, the car finally moved, the car rolled forward little by little with the yellow muddy water, leaving a very short water pattern in the water, the old scalper continued to moo, the hooves fell deep into the mud, the neck was straight, the nose was breathless and sprayed with white mist, the old man gasped as if he was louder than the old ox, snorting, the green tendons on his forehead burst out one by one, as if to tear open the black skin.

As the cart struggled forward, the ox cart moved out of the puddle little by little, and the old man had already knelt on one leg on the wet mud floor, but he still did not give up his strength, and his mouth with few teeth opened like a mouse hole, only bubbling out without inhaling, and his throat was grunting.

Suddenly, the ox cart swooped forward, the old man was overjoyed, simply pressed his dry shoulders against the horns, leaned on the ground, and pulled the cart forward desperately, and the wheel of the cart also climbed to the edge of the puddle with great vigor, and was about to roll out of the water.

However, in the next moment, the mud under the wheels of the car suddenly cracked to one side, and in an instant the old ox and the old man fell with the car into the puddle, and in this moment, the old man's face was extremely depressed, but he was still trying to hold the wheel with his thin shoulders.

The old man seemed to have done so, and the wheels on the other side of the ox cart slowly fell to the ground, and then walked little by little towards the puddle.

The old man parked the car, bared a few teeth and smiled at the old scalper, and then turned back to get the wine gourd on the car, at this moment, the old man saw a white scholar standing behind the car.

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