Stepping on the stone pavement under his feet, Zhao Yue walked through the crowd of people on the street, and from time to time looked at the many two- and three-story buildings with wooden and stone structures on both sides of the street. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, an old woman walked up to him with a young woman with her eyes closed. The old woman squeezed the young woman's palm with a little force, and the young woman immediately opened her eyes. After seeing Zhao Yue, she immediately screamed happily. Then, without waiting for Zhao Yue to react, he pulled the old woman and left quickly.

Although it has been more than ten years since he crossed over, Zhao Yue still has an unreal feeling about everything around him.

For example, the young woman's behavior just now made him unaccustomed to it.

He knew that the young woman's hometown was in the northern grasslands, and there was a unique custom that during pregnancy, what the person she saw the most often every day would look like, and what the child would look like, and it would also taint the luck of the other party. It's an act of prayer.

Zhao Yue is not handsome, on the contrary, he is a little fat. But he was very white, and he was very tall, only twelve years old, about the same height as a typical fifteen-year-old boy. This is very much in line with the other party's aesthetic concept. Coupled with the wealth of the family, she was targeted by the pregnant woman.

Zhao Yue treats people more generously, and after hearing this custom, he just smiled bitterly for a while, and then let the other party go.

And the old woman is the young woman's own mother, so she is naturally happy to do it, and she takes her daughter to wait for Zhao Yue on this street almost every day.

After a short interlude, Zhao Yue continued to walk forward, while taking in the customs and customs of this mile-long street.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and not far in front of him, a small red dot appeared on the sleeve of a thin and withered young man.

Immediately, a capable man sprang out from behind him, stepped forward, and pulled the young man's arm up with one hand. Sure enough, he was hooking a money bag in his hand.

Everyone nearby looked over, and one of the short and fat staff suddenly shouted, it turned out that it was his money bag.

The capable man asked about the contents of the bag on the spot, and then checked, and sure enough, it was exactly right. He immediately revealed his identity, it turned out that he was a head catcher in Hanshui City.

No, the thief naturally wanted to be escorted back to the yamen, and the fat officer happily followed him as a witness.

The people around were amazed.

"It is worthy of Zhao Gongzi, at a young age, he has a bright heart, and no thief can escape his eyes. ”

"In our Hankou street, he patrols it, and it is more effective than arranging as many catches as possible. ”

But the people in the yamen also bought his account, and several headhunters took turns to praise him. Just like today's thief, Zhao Gongzi only flicked his fingers, and Sun Zhutou arrested him back. It's crisp and crisp. ”

"Of course, who calls people to have a good father. Zhao Bancheng, half of Hanshui City belongs to their family, are you still afraid that the people from the yamen will not rush to tie up?"

"Master Zhao's family is really a hero of Lao Tzu. Are you really a few head catchers just to slap in with Master Zhao? Isn't it a credit to catch thieves and black sheep who are forced to buy and sell? Sun Zhutou is back to the yamen, didn't you see Ding Zhutou go and inform Wang Zhutou to come over?"

"It's all a trivial matter, how could a few catchers take these little shrimps to heart. The well-informed man began to taunt: "The Lord Catcher values the felons on the sea fishing papers." This year, dozens of them were caught. ”

"Then why did Sun Zhutou personally take the little shrimp back to the yamen, he should just send a catcher back quickly, and his old man will continue to stay here." ”

"You don't know. Several head catchers have discussed it, and it is their turn to come. ”

"Isn't that one person going to be able to keep it for a day?"

"You're going to have to ask a few headcatchers. ”

The crowd around was full of discussion and praise.

This year, Zhao Yue went to Hankou Street almost every day, and at this time, it was like a festival.

The idler was watching from afar.

However, some people like it, some people don't. In the distance in a restaurant called Zuiyue Xuan, on the third floor, there was a short and concise man who glared at Zhao Yue: "This kid is troublesome for him." This street is making money day by day, but my brothers and I can only watch. As he spoke, he took a peanut and threw it into his mouth, chewing it vigorously like a wolf eating meat.

A man like a hemp pole next to him smiled bitterly: "What if you don't do it and look at it, how fast Ma Wuye is, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he lost his wind." That's what you and I just saw. ”

"Ahem, cough, I'm in a hurry, I'm looking for Tianxinglou to make this kid!" The little man just swallowed a sip of wine, he was a little anxious, choked, and his eyes were a little red.

"Master Huang, don't. Zhao Yue's kid was only twelve years old, and he had already practiced his outer kung fu to the point of perfection, and he was already barely touching the side of a second-rate master. Look at it again, the tower-like man behind him, the master of the inner family. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a first-class master. Besides, his father Zhao Bancheng is a master who cultivates both inside and outside, and his martial arts have entered the realm, and he is a real top master......"

"What about the top master, it's not that Tianxinglou hasn't been killed, it's just this price ......" The little man interrupted the hemp stick impulsively. However, thinking of the sky-high silver taels to be paid, he finally regained a little composure and began to groan.

"What if Zhao Bancheng is still a registered disciple of Elixir Mountain?" Ma Zhu shook the wine glass in his hand and said slowly.

"Hiss......" The little man gasped, "Is this true?"

Not only Zhao Bancheng, but the man behind Zhao Yue was also a registered disciple of Elixir Mountain. The Zhao family has been able to achieve the current situation in less than 20 years, and it is not enough to be able to fight. ”

"Zhao Bancheng is only 70 years old, and he is a top master of both internal and external cultivation, and it will not be a problem for him to be majestic for twenty or thirty years. His son is even more remarkable, at a young age, foreign kung fu has been practiced to such a level, and it is very easy to reach Zhao Bancheng's step. Doesn't that mean that his Zhao family has at least a hundred years of luck?"

"That's not it, his son may not have immortal fate, he can't enter the Elixir Mountain, and he can't learn the kung fu of the inner family. As soon as Old Man Zhao is finished, the Zhao family will be finished. ”

"That will be twenty or thirty years from now. ”

"Let's stay up for now. If Zhao Bancheng doesn't die, we can't move. Fortunately, this Hanshui City is a big wharf, and there is a little leakage between people's fingers, which is enough for us to support. Ma Pole drank all the wine in his hand: "Little Er, check out ......"

"Slow, Brother Sima, look below, it's lively again. The little man stopped the guy and pointed downstairs.

At this time, not too far from the restaurant, a woman was confronting a middle-aged man with a sallow face.

"I've bought your medicine. Although the middle-aged man's tone was light, his words were very tough.

"I told you a long time ago, let alone a hundred taels of silver, even if it is two hundred taels of gold, I will not sell it to you. "Listening to the voice, looking at the clothes, this woman is not very old, at most in her twenties. The words are crisp and crisp, and they are particularly good.

"You bought it for a hundred taels. ”

"Hmph, who told you not to come one step earlier. I was lucky to have bought it. ”

"Give you one last chance, one hundred taels, sell or not. ”

"Not for sale!" replied the young woman crisply.

"Look for death!" the middle-aged man punched the woman.

"Hey, master!" Zhao Yue had already seen the movement here, and he naturally didn't miss the scene of the middle-aged man's shot.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one. Zhao Yue found that the middle-aged man with a sallow face could almost be regarded as a top master.

However, the woman was not easy to get along with. She held one hand on her chest and the other to block the middle-aged man's attack.

I heard a soft bang, the middle-aged man's body shook, and the woman also took two steps back to stabilize her figure.

"Timuham, let's stand back, neither of these two is something we can provoke. Zhao Yue said as he slowly stepped back until he stood side by side with the strong man behind him who had been following and protecting.

The whole time, he was facing the two people who were fighting, watching their movements intently.

However, the strange thing is that the woman's movements are strong and powerful, and she swings her fists vigorously. The man, on the other hand, was in a freak shape.

After looking at it for a while, Zhao Yue shook his head. The woman's ability is not small, and she is a first-class master. The man was even more powerful, and he was already touching the edge of the top master.

Judging from their playing style, women's kung fu takes a fierce path, while men pursue lightness and elegance. Rao is like this, but the strength of a woman is not as strong as that of a man, and it is only a matter of time before she loses.

"Ah, why is Senior Sister Chen?" After looking at it for a while, Timuhan suddenly shouted. Before he could finish speaking, he rushed out.

The so-called rigidity cannot last long, coupled with the greater strength of the yellow-faced man, the woman was at a disadvantage from the beginning. When he was fighting just now, he was beaten and flew up, and he turned a big heel in the air before he unloaded most of his strength and barely stood firm.

But this heel made the woman who had been facing away from Zhao Yue and the others show a small face, and was recognized by Timurhan. He hurriedly rushed out and stood side by side with the woman.

Zhao Yue raised his hand to stop Timurhan, but only half of his hand was raised, and the other party had already rushed out.

Zhao Yue sighed in his heart and shook his head secretly, Timuhan and that woman were not the opponents of the yellow-faced middle-aged man. Now I can only hope that Xiaofuzi, who is far behind, will be clever and find Old Man Zhao quickly. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, he did not choose to leave, and still stood firmly in place, staring at the three people fighting in front of him.

"Good!" the man who looked like a hemp pole on Drunken Moon Xuan roared softly.

He also saw that the situation on Zhao Yue's side was not good. He didn't know why Timuhan rushed out, but he knew that with Zhao Yue's temper, he would never leave this person alone.

In the end, Zhao Yue will definitely be forced to make a move. Zhao Yue is in danger.

"This Timurhan, why is he so impulsive, and suddenly the little master is in a dangerous situation. Another restaurant, also by the window on the third floor, an old woman said angrily.

This person is the old woman who took her daughter to Zhao Yue to pray for blessings before. However, at this time, her clothes also changed, and her eyes became sharp: "Come on, gather all the dead soldiers, and kill the middle-aged man with a sallow face as soon as you have the opportunity." ”

"Chief Mia, the eight dead men combined are no match for that man. Even if it is a sneak attack, the chance is less than half of it. Moreover, this is the Hanshui City of Lingwu Kingdom, and as soon as we show our traces, we will die without a place to be buried. What's more, didn't that little Fuzi go to find his mother with a pony?"

"Hmph, if that guy is reliable, the princess won't die a tragic death, and our tribe won't be scattered!" The only hope for our Fu clan is the little master. Even if all of us here are dead, the little master can't be fine. ”