Yunlang Town Market.

As the largest commercial circulation place in ten miles and eight townships, Yunlang Town is notoriously wealthy, with many pedestrians and shops and vendors everywhere.

Recently, there is another scholar who buys tofu, Si Swen Wen, Bai Bai Clean, many girls will go to his stall to buy a bowl of bean curd, and then listen to him chant a good poem.

Liao Wenjie followed Cui Hongjian and Shi'er to the town, and sighed that it was no wonder that Yan Chixia would choose to live in seclusion here, as a pure land on earth and a paradise.

Although it is not clear why Yan Chixia has a family and apprentices, and is not a homeless person, Liao Wenjie is very sure that this time the road of heart refining is in the world of [A Chinese Ghost Story].

For this troubled era when the people are not living, it can be described in sixteen words.

Above the temple, traitors are in charge, and the rivers and lakes are far away, and demons are everywhere.

Because the world is collapsing, people's hearts are corrupted, there are fewer and fewer good people, there are more and more wicked people, the most profitable business on the street is the blacksmith shop, Jiang Yang thieves kill people and steal goods is purely commonplace, and the wanted notices of the yamen are easily pasted all over the city wall.

If you are eating on the street, it is very likely that while eating, a human head will fly and smash on the dining table, and blood will be covered on the spot.

More likely, when eating a meat bun, eat a piece of fingernail cover.

Liao Wenjie saw that Yunlang Town is different, although there are murderers in the streets and alleys, but in general, the folk customs are still simple and simple, and people will disappear if they don't walk.

"It's not good, there are no bad people, where can I go to turn my fate......"

He frowned and shook his head, stopping as he passed a gambling house and looked inside.

"Little brother, what's the point of just looking at the door! It's better to go in and have a good time, I see that you are lucky, and you will definitely make a fortune today. The wicked man at the door smiled and said, don't laugh ugly, laugh even uglier.

"No money."

"I don't have the money to look at a fart, get out, don't stand here to block your fortune!"

"I don't have any money now, but I'll have it later, I can't hide it, I'm a Taoist priest, and I make money by telling fortunes to people."

Liao Wenjie said with a serious face: "This hero, meeting is fate, I will give you a hexagram with a fifty fold, marriage, future, fortune, fortune and fortune, what are you?" ”

"I don't count anything, get out of here, or I'll beat ......"

The wicked man waved his hand in disgust, like a fly, and noticed something wrong in the middle of his words, and was furious after reacting: "Stinky boy, you dare to entertain me, if you don't beat you out of today, you will be clean." ”

"I don't believe it."

"MD, stop me, don't run."

Liao Wenjie turned around and ran to the alley next to the gambling house, the wicked man scolded and chased in, and after a few screams, he crawled out with a blue nose and swollen face, and stretched out his hand towards the gambling house.

"Brother save me!!"

As soon as the wicked man shouted, he was grabbed by his hind feet and dragged back to the alley, holding the corner of the wall with both hands, crying so heartbreakingly.

At the door of the gambling house, a few thugs who watched the excitement were opening, betting on how long the villain would be able to beat the little white face out of the, but the dealer had not yet decided, and the alley ended hastily, which was really disappointing.

The most important thing is that it is his own people who are beaten by fat.

It's worth it!

"Brothers, someone is making trouble, copy the guys."

Four or five people took out sticks and walked into the alley with great momentum, and suddenly, the sound of banging and banging was endless, and the screams were higher and higher.

After a while, Liao Wenjie walked out of the alley with the broken silver in his hand, didn't go anywhere, and walked directly into the gambling house.

You can't do whatever you want if you have money, but at least you can make a difference, he is poor and white, let alone make a difference, and even eat tofu can only brush his face and prostitute it, the more he thinks about it, the more ashamed he becomes, and he decides to go into the gambling house to pick up some money.

It's not just about picking up money, it's about doing chivalrous deeds.

As we all know, he swore that he would not share the sky with gambling and drugs, and everything he did today was out of good intentions.

Gathering money and other sources of all evils in one body, so that others have nothing to do and merit is immeasurable.

Ten minutes later, Liao Wenjie walked out of the door with a relaxed and happy face, and at the door of the gambling house behind him, more than a dozen gamblers with adoring faces were chased, shouting that the God of Gambling was born.

There are worship, naturally there are greedy, a group of people followed Liao Wenjie in a shadowy manner, and at first they had some scruples, and when they came out of the market and came to the mountain and forest paths, they blatantly blocked the way.

"Boy, look at your face, you should be new here."

A group of eight people, all fierce and vicious, led by the bearded man said viciously: "The rules of Yunlang Town, half of the meeting, don't let me say it for the second time." ”

"What, you're going to divide half of me?"

"Stinky boy, don't play stupid with me, I saw it just now, you're out of a thousand!"

"Just you?"

Liao Wenjie glanced up and down at the beard and shook his head: "It's impossible, not to mention that I haven't made a thousand, even if I do, you don't have the ability to see it." ”

"Hmph, uncle didn't see it, why do I have to explain it to you?"

The bearded man smiled coldly, what is the situation in the gambling house, everyone knows in their hearts, the dealer has lost ten in a row, it must be Liao Wenzhuo.

"The rules of Yunlang Town, half of the meeting, today is the same, tomorrow is the same, and the future is the same, if you dare to break the rules, you will die!"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't take out the money, wait for the brothers to do it, you won't even be able to keep the food money."

"Hurry up, in the wilderness, no one will know if you dig a pit and bury you."

“……”

Hearing the low-level threats of several people without any new ideas, Liao Wenjie shook his head again and again, and the red lines behind his back spread out in bundles, turning into eight big red hands and grabbing them forward.

"Spider, spider spirit ......"

"Don't come here!"

"Ahh————hh

After Liao Wenjie left, the red thread on the tree was entangled, hanging the hands and feet of eight strong men, and hanging them in the air.

Everyone had wounds on their faces and were fattened into pigs' heads.

……

No doorway, gazebo.

"Master, you're not kidding, it's boring to fold this thing." Shi'er sat at the stone table, and there was no love for origami cranes.

"Let you fold, not let you be perfunctory, use dim sum, how do I usually teach you, the spirit is spiritualized, and I am engrossed in the paper crane......"

Yan Chixia clapped her hands and knocked off the white paper in Shi'er's hand, and said: "If you are as half-hearted as you, if you still learn any Taoist skills, you will not be able to become a teacher in your life!" ”

This morning, Shi'er helped Cui Hong gradually carry the burden to the market, and as soon as he got home, he was grabbed by Yan Chixia and dragged to the pavilion to practice origami cranes.

Shi'er is very interested in dancing guns and sticks, origami cranes......

It's not as fun as grinding tofu, at least grinding tofu can exercise your body.

Shi'er is Yan Chixia's apprentice, and he is also half a son, Shi'er, Shi'er, Yan Chixia's son who picked it up outside, when he first started, Shi'er was still a baby in swaddling clothes.

Yan Chixia fed it with a handful of and urine, and the feelings invested had long exceeded the feelings of master and apprentice, so although Shi'er was often so angry that he was like thunder, he was reluctant to fight.

It's just a little bad, Yan Chixia is a new father, inexperienced, and a little too hard to care about Shi'er.

didn't say anything, but I couldn't rest assured of him in my heart, worried that he was deceived by bad guys, worried that he would meet powerful demons, and worried that he would meet a girl with bad intentions......

In Yan Chixia's eyes, five out of twenty are still a half-sized child, the world is too dangerous, and there may be disaster if you let it out.

All in all, the old father often suffers from gains and losses, and he is afraid that something will happen to his son, so he ties him to death. Obviously, Shi'er can already take charge on his own, but he just refuses to let go, and finds various ways to fight Shi'er, so that he knows that his skills are not good, and he will not be able to go out of the mountain in this life.

Shi'er was devastated and very dissatisfied, but he also regarded Yan Chixia as his own son and never said anything. Even if Yan Chixia was grounded from him and didn't let him make friends, she just endured it silently.

"Master, I think I'm already very powerful, and the demons and monsters in the vicinity, I can easily settle them." Pick up the whisper BB.

"Hmph, what do you think is the use, I have to think about it."

Yan Chixia snorted disdainfully: "Moreover, the demons and monsters in the vicinity are all too lazy to surrender for the teacher, so they are reserved for you to practice, otherwise, you would have been killed by the monsters a long time ago." ”

"Ah, you are Master, and you are right."

"Less yin and yang, I have a mantra here, you listen carefully......"

Speaking of this, Yan Chixia silently stopped, turned her head to look at Liao Wenjie behind her, who looked fine: "What are you doing standing here, my Orthodox disciple Daofa!" ”

"Oh, then I'm not standing."

Liao Wenjie nodded and sat on the stone seat.

“……”x2

The corners of Yan Chixia's eyes twitched, she had never seen such a thick skin.

Shi'er secretly gave Liao Wenjie a thumbs up, worthy of Brother Jie, and in a few words, the master was speechless, he must learn this skill.

"Shi'er, I'll give you a sample, take a closer look."

Yan Chixia glared at Liao Wenjie, seeing that he was unconscious, she sighed and recited the mental formula, and then folded the paper crane.

He is skilled, he doesn't know how many folds he has folded in his life, and he can easily do it with his eyes closed, but in just a few breaths, a lifelike paper crane is ...... flew away from his hands.

"It's amazing, Master, how do you fold it to make it fly?"

"With your rough temperament, fold at least 1,365 of them, so that the paper cranes can feel your sincerity."

"So much!?"

"Hehe, that's already less."

Yan Chixia shook her head, seeing that Liao Wenjie on the side was not talking nonsense, she had already started to move, got up and slapped Shi'er's head, urging: "What are you doing in a daze, one thousand three hundred and sixty-five in a row, and you are not allowed to stop until you finish folding." ”

"Ah......h

"Remember, pay full attention, and sincerely devote yourself to the crane."

After saying this, Yan Chixia turned around and left, leaving a bitter face.

"Brother Jie, aren't you boring?"

Fold more than a dozen, Shi'er stretched his waist, and saw that Liao Wenjie's hand on the opposite side was fast, and he folded out hundreds with his eyes closed, and immediately gasped.

This hand speed is too scary.

"Boring, but ......"

Liao Wenjie opened his eyes, dual-minded, folding the paper crane, and said to Shi'er: "If you don't sweat today, you will bleed tomorrow, if you don't play with your life today, you will play with your life tomorrow." You still have a chance to fight now, and ...... later Only regrets. ”

"Thank you, Brother Jie, for your advice."

Shi'er nodded, lowered her head and began to fold the paper crane, never saying anything like boredom again.

In the house, Yan Chixia nodded secretly, perhaps, add a companion to Shi'er, in contrast, he will learn to work harder and harder.