There is a horse fire temple by the sand lake on the outskirts of the city, it is the dojo of the ******, it belongs to the "return to the root religion", these years the war is in chaos, the ****** is everywhere, there are beggars outside the temple, here the temple is lit with candles and incense burners all night, and the replacement of tributes is sometimes thrown to the beggars. Chen Pi found a place in the corner of the wall, and when the others asked for food saw him come back, they got out of the way.

Where there is a wharf, beggars are popular tide pots, boil some water and spicy seeds can manage a few meals, tangerine peel found an earthen stove, carry a broken bowl, and boil crabs on the sand lake water. On the other hand, he seemed to have to pull a plank out of the straw gathered in the corner of the wall where he was squatting.

This is the window cover board he stole from the tailor's shop on the street of Dashengfu in Hankou, and the back of the board was painted with red paint, and a few words were written on it: 100 Wen, kill one person.

(Changsha fly plague in Renshen year, 20 flies to 20 Wen, Changsha killed 600,000 flies in 6 days, 100 Wen is about the price of 100 flies.) But for tangerine peel, it is difficult to kill a hundred flies, and it is much easier to kill one person. ）

He wiped the wooden board, while chewing the crab's leg, after eating, he carried the wooden board to the street, except for Dashengfu Street, he did not go, other streets, he looked for the mouth of the alley, put the wooden board against the wall, and squatted under the root of the wall.

He has been doing this for three days, and there are many legends about the cause, and the most famous one in the future is related to the Hi Xiucai of the Japanese and foreign companies.

It is said that this Xi Xiucai is very interesting, there are seven fingers on his left hand, and his nickname is Xi Qi, Xi is because there is a happy word in the name of the foreign bank, and now the foreign company is no longer there, and the Xi Xiucai, who has worked for the Japanese, has no one else to want, and the house has also been taken over by the government, and some time ago he set up a stall on the street to write for others, and he also lives at the root of the wall of the Mahuo Temple. The begger also knew that he worked for the Japanese, and when he beat him every day, he broke his pen. He screamed and screamed, and the noisy tangerine peel was annoying. But soon the temple of the Mahuo Temple gave him a job, to copy the words of the incense table, Xi Xiucai's seven fingers, the pen holding posture is very strange, the calligraphy is very powerful, the thin gold written is very strange, he said that people with five fingers can't write.

"This word, either Mo has seven fingers, or Mo has extremely long fingers, otherwise Zhang Yuzhao can't write it on Banma Day." Xi Qichang said so.

Copying the incense table words is about 10 a day, the incense is very prosperous, and the hands of the copy are swollen, but there is finally something to eat, and those who want to eat dare not fight, but they will spit a few mouthfuls of saliva when they pass by, and they are scolded.

During these days, I don't know why, he suddenly paid attention to the tangerine peel, wrapped some leftovers for him, and seemed to regard the tangerine peel as a friend, and some didn't come over to talk.

Of course, Chen Pi knew that this was Xiqi pretending to be familiar with himself, after he came here, he had killed no less than four or five people who asked for food nearby, and the knots who asked for food in Hanchang and Changchang fought for the territory, "killing gourds", "picking and cutting", fierce and cruel far better than ordinary people, buried on the spot when they died, and no one cared about it, but after all, they all wanted food, and there was no way to repay people like Chen Pi, if you want to kill him, he will kill you, and if you spit on him, he will kill you back, every day and night, anyway, if you provoke him, you will die, over time, Everyone was far away from Chen Pi, and they didn't even dare to look at each other.

After all, this Xiqi is an active person, seeing this, he wants to have a better life, so he pretends to be close to Chen Pi, although Chen Pi is bored, he is troublesome to find food, so he pushes the boat down the river. Moreover, Chen Pi always feels that this Xiqi is not an ordinary person.

Chen Pi has seen many people's eyes, he knows what an ordinary person is, even if he dresses well and gorgeously, Chen Pi can still see that he is an "ordinary person", but Xiqi is not. The things that Xiqi thinks about are not ordinary things.

But Chen Pi didn't have time to figure out what Hee Qi was thinking, and not long after the good days, Xi Xiu got sick with the plague and died soon. When he died, he was still copying incense watches.

Xi Xiucai said this to Chen Pi before he died, he was on his deathbed and could only lie on the bed, using the board stolen by Chen Pi to make a cushion to read the table characters. He couldn't knock on Langzhong's door when he could still go, and now he was even more desperate. "In the past, when I wrote a word, the Japanese gave ten oceans, and the Chinese gave ten cents, of course I wrote it for the Japanese, but now that the Japanese are gone, the Chinese will not give a penny, and they will kill me, try to ask how many people wanted to write for the Japanese at that time, they were not annoyed by the Japanese, but annoyed by those oceans."

He became more and more resentful: "Have those Langzhong never seen the Japanese, and have they confiscated the ocean?" ”

Chen Pi asked him, "Are you annoyed with them?" ”

"Of course I'm annoyed, I can't wait to eat their flesh." Xi Xiucai said viciously that he no longer had the usual caution to treat Chen Pi at this time, and Chen Pi knew that he was not afraid of himself now, because he no longer had to be afraid of death.

"Why don't you kill them when you are angry with them?" Chen Pi sounded strange, and asked Xi Xiucai again.

Xi Xiucai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, he laughed so quickly that he coughed violently, and after Xi Xiucai finished laughing, he showed a gloomy expression that Chen Pi still remembers and said: I learned one thing in the foreign bank, which we Chinese can't compare. In a foreign company, the Japanese will ask what is the benefit of everything? Do you do any good in killing? Tangerine peel? You have killed so many people, but you are still a begging for food, which means that you have killed all these people in vain, and it will not do you any good if you kill them. ”

Chen Pi stared at Xi Xiucai, he didn't understand it immediately, but he suddenly felt that he understood something, Xi Qi slowly took away the yellow paper with the table words, and wrote on the wooden board: One hundred texts, kill one person.

"These six words are for you, and your glory and wealth in this life are on this board." Xi Qi said the last words to Chen Pi.