I can't go up the mountain, I can't help in the store, the boss is unhappy, and eating and drinking have become a problem!

The cold old man sighed every day, annoyed when he saw Lingwa, and Lingwa was also annoyed in her heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Occasionally, Info also went around the school, like a wanderer, listening to the sound of reading aloud from the high-walled courtyard, and recalling his memories of the past.

I wonder what happened to the three cricket men?

Now that I have no books to read, and I haven't seen them in months, they should be satisfied, right?

I was angry again, thinking that I would go back and learn the master's peerless exercises, and then come back to clean up your bastards, and wait! I will make you happy——?

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About 20 miles west of Wanlai Town, there is also a small town with a few thousand people, called Wango Town! This town is inhabited by thousands of people, most of whom are engaged in fruits and vegetables, and some of them depend on the fields for their livelihood. There are also some people who run restaurants, open casinos, and brothels for a living, specializing in the business of the princes and nobles of the whole county, and the whole county is famous.

The number one person in the town is named Wan Xingfa, known as "Kaleidoscope". It is said that he and Wan Shichang were comrades-in-arms in the early years, and they did not die due to serious injuries, but they also made war exploits and returned to the field after disarming.

After coming back, he often organized the young people in the town, crossed the mountains and mountains, crossed the ocean, sought beauties in all directions, bought in large quantities, went through a lot of hardships to extradite back to the mountains, and opened the county's first big green building "Wanhualou!", singing and dancing every night, the lights were bright and green, laughter and laughter, resounding half the sky.

Naturally, it is also the most indispensable place for Wanjinbao, the most indispensable place for the children of the gentleman.

In the afternoon, the sun sets in the west, the two-storey pure wooden structure of the "Wanhualou" blocks the sun in the west, the streets are on both sides of the small bungalows, small shops, the narrow streets present a large area of shade, people walk on the street feel comfortable. There are small vendors in front of Wanhua Building, with various small ornaments hanging on their chests, and small pastries walking back and forth. The helpers in the building have long been busy, going in and out, sweeping the floor, watering, wiping the table, preparing dishes, and preparing supplies for another night.

On the east side of the street, a lame man with a cane, looking down from time to time left and right, limping in this direction. The lame man wore a tunic tunics, but he was already in tatters, and his dirt was black and shiny, as if it was about to rot, and would be torn by the wind! His long hair was unkempt, covering most of his face, and his face was black, and his white beard was dirty, and it was covered with melon seed shells and dust. The whole person seemed to have turned out of the garbage heap, moldy and smelly, and the people on the street saw this, they dodged one after another, and even more shops stood in front of the bunk with a flat pole, and before they got close, they yelled "Get out, get out!"

The lame man has messy hair, leaving only a pair of eyes outside, his eyes are alert, cold and calm. Ignore the people around you.

He was unhurried, limping, slowly walked to the front of the "Wanhualou", stopped and looked at the red wall and green tiles, the stanley cornices, the magnificent and noble courtyard, a stream of rouge fragrance, from the gate and the deep courtyard leisurely emanated, the lame man took a deep breath, and then raised his right hand in front of him twice, smiled, and casually said "Sin, sin!"

When the vendors next to him saw him, they all covered their noses and walked aside.

Under the steps of the green building, there are a pair of big stone lions on the left and right, stepping on hydrangeas, holding spirit beads in their mouths, and being majestic. The cripple walked to the big stone lion on the right, and put a rag bag on the stone lion's squat, trying to reach out and comb the tattered clothes and unkempt hair.

But at this moment, a man in blue rushed out of the gate, rushed up with a wooden stick in his hand, and without saying a word, he hit the cripple on his head and covered his face!

Seeing this, the lame man did not panic, only stretched out his hand to protect it, and the stick hit once, twice, fiercely, snapped, and hit the lame man's wrist, not polite at all.

While parrying, the cripple stretched out his left hand and pointed at the man and said with a smile: "Don't hit, don't hit, break me, you will be responsible!"

The man was willing to listen, and exerted all his strength, getting more and more vigorous, "You madman, beat you to death, beat you to death, get out, get out—don't get out yet! Don't get out—"

The lame man still stood still, parrying with his hands, counting in his mouth, one, two, three, four—

It wasn't until the man wanted to change his breath that the lame man grabbed the stick, and the man couldn't pull it down?

Hurriedly put down the stick and ran to the gate, before he turned around, a stick flew out of nowhere and hit his right ear, the whole head buzzed, his eyes flashed with starlight, he fell to the side, covered his right ear with his hand, saw the lame man approaching, and listened for a long time I don't know what he was talking about?

The cripple smiled, brushed the hair in front of him with his hand, and the long scar from the left eye to the right side of his face was revealed on his dark face, and the man sat on the ground, and then he saw clearly, it turned out that he had met a master! I was dizzy for a while, and gradually came back to my senses, and listened to the lame man's words,

"Don't you want to fight, don't listen?

The man hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Grandpa spares his life, grandpa spares his life, the villain has no eyes, Grandpa Fan, the villain should die, the villain should die!

"You kid hit me twenty-two times!Twenty-two!You know?Twenty-two!" The cripple laughed, "Now it's my turn——?"

When the man heard this, he was even more frightened and cried!

As soon as the lame man heard this, he raised his hand and gave him a stick on the buttocks, and the man who hit him covered his ass with both hands, and screamed miserably, only listening to the lame man, and said coldly: "You kid, you are not good-hearted, you call it so loudly, I'm afraid that the people inside won't hear it?"

After speaking, there was another snap, hitting his hands covering his buttocks, suddenly his hands were numb, his fingers were cold as if he was pinching a large piece of ice, he lost consciousness, he only hated that there were too few long hands, he couldn't take care of his whole body, there was no hand to soothe, only wow wow crying, unable to move!

Sure enough, the people in the building heard the crying outside, and twenty or thirty swarms poured out, all of them carrying thick sticks, their eyes showed fierce light, and they saw a beggar half-old man beating his accomplices to the ground, and they were even more eager to try!

At this moment, out of the inner hall came a short and fat old man, dressed in a long robe like pajamas, with a face full of flesh, his hair pulled into a straw mound, and his expression was serious.

Then he walked out of the gate and strode to the lame man, and when the man on the ground saw this, he shouted continuously: "Help, help, help!"

The old man glared at him and scolded fiercely, "Get out!"

When the man heard this, he desperately tried to stand up straight, but his hands hurt and his buttocks hurt and he couldn't move! Seeing this, the old man waved behind him, and two people came, helped him up, and sent him back to the house.

At this time, a large group of bewitching women upstairs crowded on the balcony to watch, and the fuss was endless. The old man turned back and waved at them, and the group of women chattered and scattered inside.

"Mr. Beggar, what are you doing, where is the guilt?" asked the lame man with a smile on his face.

"No, no, let's go in a moment, I'll go in a moment!" said the lame man with a smile.

"That being the case, the villains under him just now have offended a lot, and I ask Mr. for forgiveness, don't you pay for it first! The old man and businessman, customer-oriented, Mr. is not afraid to move, give it a convenience?"

"Say, let's go after a while! You're so shivering—" the cripple said, patting the dust on his body, a little impatiently.

"Thank you, thank you, forgive your sins, forgive your sins!" the old man hurriedly accompanied him, turned back to a housekeeper next to him, and said, "Take two taels of silver!"

As soon as the old man said this, everyone on the street was shocked, and the thugs with sticks exchanged ears, thinking that the old men only have four or five taels of silver all year round, and this beggar will give us half a year's salary?

Soon the silver was taken, and the snow was bright and silver, and everyone who watched it was greedy. The old man put it into the crippled pocket, in front of everyone—but the pocket was worn, and it fell from the cripple's trouser to the stone floor, and it gurgled softly!

The lame man was unceremoniously, lowered his head and picked it up, and said with a smile: "Thank you, thank you, let's go, let's go!" After speaking, he took down the cloth bag from the stone squat, threw away the wooden stick, picked up the homemade curved crutch next to him, limped, and walked away with a smile!

And when they looked at the stick he had thrown away, it was broken in two. Before the lame man went far, there was a commotion on the street, and the old man was Wan Xingfa, the owner of "Wanhualou". Surrounded by everyone, he returned to the lobby of the building, and said to the left and right, "I saw the scar on the beggar's face, and I wanted to give him money!

And the lame man didn't go far, walked to the west of the Qinglou, about half a mile, found a small restaurant to sit down, the boss for the sake of money, put a small table for him on the side of the street, he could see the entire Wanhualou people in and out and the situation of this street.

In the evening, a group of people and horses came from the east, more than a dozen horses, knock dong dong slowly drove over, and the men were all dressed in blue, with scarves around their waists, sticks and knives, full of spirit. What did the people on the street think they were doing? It turned out that they all went straight to the "Wanhualou".

Headed by a big man, the tiger back bear waist, the national character face is full of horizontal meat, because of the hot weather, only wearing a fur vest, revealing two large arms tattooed with dragon and tiger patterns, the momentum is fierce, with the powerful step of stepping off the jujube red horse, the body follows the knots to beat, walk to the Wanhua Building, there is already the owner of the building to come forward to greet.

The two landlords stepped forward to pick up the horse, and then led the other personnel to lead the horse to the side of the alley, the boss Wan Xingfa stepped forward with a full face, smiled and said loudly: "Wan Gongzi has not seen him for a few days, and he is more heroic, and he is a talent!

Of course, this Wan Gongzi refers to the eldest son of Wan Shichang, the rich man of Wanlai Town, Wan Jinbao!

Wan Jinbao clasped his hands into fists and saluted back: "Uncle Cousin has won the award, has won the award-where? The junior is only a martial artist, a rough man, compared with Ling Lang, it is difficult to be ashamed!

"Your cousin is twenty years old, he is new to society, and he doesn't understand anything, so can he compare with you? He is lazy all day long, and he doesn't want to make progress, and it is difficult to become an atmospheric person! I hope that your cousin will give more guidance! haha!" The old man patted Wan Jinbao's shoulder lightly,

"Come, come, come, please inside, please inside!" Then he opened his arms, opened the way with one hand, supported each other with the other, and smiled all over his face, as if he was greeting a rare nobleman, and there was no distinction between the elder and the younger. He knew that the friendship between the two families was of course extraordinary, and the arrival of Wan Jinbao not only brought snowflakes and silver, but also brought domineering and safety, and had the effect of rising brightness.

"I have prepared a first-class beauty for my virtuous nephew, the little girl is sixteen years old, and she is born with a spirit of water, and she is as beautiful as a fairy!" Wan Xingfa's old face blossomed, and he said as he walked. Wan Jinbao said that his face was red, and he couldn't ask for it, so he pretended to be serious:

"Uncle Lao is bothered, the younger generation doesn't matter, it's mainly his brothers, I haven't seen him for a long time, I'm hungry and thirsty, I have to relax and relax!

"Alas, where, where, where is it, if you come, you will be safe! Man, you must drop! The virtuous nephew does not have to worry, and the joy is to the fullest—the girl of the family has been waiting for a long time in the wing room on the second floor of the inner courtyard! Haha!" the old man continued to seduce, he knew these young people, he did not want to do it in his mouth, but longed in his heart, as long as they had fun and were happy, there was nothing that could not be done.

Pedestrians or shops on the street are no longer customers when Wan Jinbao arrives, and they often meet, so they naturally don't make a fuss, and people behave plainly, as usual, each in their own store, what should they do. For their affairs, most of the ordinary people do not say much, and they do not infiltrate and stir, let them let them, avoid them if they can, save them a lot of trouble, and they can't get rid of them.

Outside the small teahouse half a mile away, there were only empty tables and chairs, and a few copper plates were thrown next to the tea bowls.

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