Chapter Ninety-Six: The Old Man Who Pretends to Be a River God

The little female thief looked at Feng Rui with some embarrassment.

Because of himself, he made him spend five taels of silver.

"Let's go eat first, in order to chase you, we didn't have breakfast!"

Feng Rui looked at the little female thief's shy expression and gave her a big smile, and said in his heart that the little female thief was fine, and he also wanted to thank the little beggar, who really broke the fortune and eliminated the disaster!

Speaking of breaking the fortune and eliminating the disaster, Feng Rui muttered in his heart, I don't know how much money he throws when he encounters a big bun to smash it.

It is said that the beauty demon of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has a book of ten thousand poisons, which records all the masters with names and surnames on the rivers and lakes, even the peerless masters with their own backgrounds, and they are also famous and priced.

Feng Ruiwu nodded to himself, the next time I see her, I must take a good look and see how much a big bun costs.

"A big basket of buns!"

The morning market around the water temple has not yet dispersed, Feng Rui found a restaurant, and ordered a big basket of steamed buns for a penny.

Right! It is a big bun with thin skin and many dents.

Feng Rui will eat big buns this time, and he can buy it himself!

An eight or nine-year-old girl with a sweaty face brought four bowls of hot porridge.

The small restaurant is also run by a family, and the little girl knows how to help at a young age.

Hey, there is human suffering everywhere.

"Ah, there's a fly in the bowl."

The little female thief hasn't recovered from her shyness yet, looking at Zhou Wuji, who only knows how to eat stupidly, is fine, but looking at Feng Qi, who lost five taels of silver, and Feng Rui, who squeezed her eyebrows, didn't know what to say.

Well, if you look at a fly in the bowl where you have taken a few sips, then use this fly as a breakthrough.

Squeezing eyebrows?

This is slander!

Feng Rui just looked at the little female thief with an unhappy face, and made her happy.

"What a fuss!"

Feng Rui pushed the bowl in front of him to the little female thief, and pulled the little female thief's in front of him.

As soon as the chopsticks are picked, the flies will fly out.

Feng Rui drank it in a big gulp, but the little female thief's face was a little red, and she didn't know what to say.

It was the front chess that spoke first.

"Big brother, I caught up with Sister Xiaoyan, are we going to Taizhou Mansion?"

What does it mean to chase yourself?

The little thief's face turned even redder.

Feng Rui viciously gnawed on the big bun, and it was not a way to hide in the dark way, so it was exciting to see who was testing himself behind this time!

"Go! Even if they are half gone, they are not worse than the other half. Hum! What's more, the old boy surnamed Bai still owes us money, big brother, I also brought the IOU this time, and even the principal and interest will be calculated with him. . . ”

A group of three horses continued to Taizhou Mansion.

The little female thief and Feng Qi ride together, but they are not crowded.

In this way, there is no hurry to hurry, and the horse walks slowly.

On horseback, Feng Rui touched his hairless chin from time to time, secretly wondering if he was too impulsive.

What if this is really a trap?

Not to mention the big bun himself, it was the kind of small bun of the man surnamed Lu yesterday, and the four of them were afraid that they couldn't beat it.

Well, you've got to find a thigh!

The thighs of Taizhou Mansion?

Feng Rui's eyebrows suddenly lit up.

Thighs are not only those peerless masters in the rivers and lakes with their own backgrounds, some people do not have a trace of martial arts, but they are also huge in energy, such as Lord Song, the prefect of Taizhou Prefecture!

Feng Rui thought about it, and when he arrived in Taizhou Mansion, he went to find Song Qianjin first.

With the mayor's baby daughter following him, Taizhou Mansion has to let him walk sideways!

Thinking of this, Feng Rui couldn't help but sway on the horseback, I really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, smart and witty like me!

At this time, there is a dry bridge in front of you.

The thin iron sword wrapped in black cloth on Feng Rui's back was broken for some reason.

The thin iron sword fell straight under the bridge.

It's weird!

What's even stranger is that there is a call from under the bridge!

A thin iron sword costs one or twenty taels of silver, so naturally it can't be lost.

The four of them dismounted, and when they looked down, there was an old man with pale hair crooked under the pier, dressed in clothes that seemed to be patched together by many pieces of cloth, and leaning on an emerald green bamboo stick beside him.

The sharp iron sword was dismantled between the old man's legs.

Before Feng Rui could speak, the old man spoke first, and shouted with a smile, "The old man sits under the bridge, and the sword comes from the sky!" Dare to ask the above, did you drop a gold sword or a silver sword? ”

Gold sword silver sword?

Shouldn't it be a gold axe or a silver axe?

Feng Rui is a little blindfolded, this old man is pretending to be a river god under the bridge!

Zhou Wuzhi was sincere, and opened his mouth to shout, "Grandpa, what we dropped was the thin iron sword between your legs!" ”

Well, under his own influence, Zhou Wuji really became an honest and good guy.

Honest good guys should be rewarded.

Feng Rui looked at the old man under the bridge, should he take out a gold sword and a silver sword to reward Zhou Wuzhi next.

Who knew that the old man's face changed, pointed to the thin iron sword inserted between his legs, and shouted with a sad face, "It's really the iron sword you dropped, but it hurt the old man and me, what do you say?" ”

Sharp slapped his head.

Return the river god, the river god is a ghost!

This is tricked by the old man.

Feng Rui immediately turned around and wanted to leave.

But a sword costs one or twenty taels.

It's just that if he goes down, the old man will definitely lie to himself, I'm afraid it will cost more than one or twenty taels.

When Feng Rui was engaged in an ideological struggle, the little thief and Feng Qi had already arrived under the bridge.

"Yikes! It really hurt the old man, it's all bleeding! ”

Feng Qi saw that the old man's calves and trousers were really bleeding, and he was busy taking out the white medicine from the small package around his waist.

The little thief was also on the side to help bandage the wounds.

Even if it is stained, it naturally can't be shaken off.

Feng Rui personally went down and carried the old man up.

This damn old man still dislikes Zhou Wuji's body for being too stinky, and Feng Rui can't call the little female thief and the little sister back.

"Say, old man, how much can I do about this?"

Feng Rui slapped his waist, the old man who was about to die in this line was as heavy as a mountain, if it weren't for Feng Rui's secret internal force, he really couldn't carry him.

Hmph, it's really a bad year, don't touch the porcelain again, this wilderness is not as good...

"Big brother!"

"Little whore!"

Feng Qi and the little female thief glanced at Feng Rui blamefully, how could they talk to the old man like this.

The voice of the sweet octave called Feng Rui back from his evil thoughts.

Feng Rui can only sigh that the two big girls don't know the sinister society, in reality...

Well, that's not reality.

"Grandpa, why are you under the bridge? Where are you going? ”

Feng Qi slapped the dirt on the old man's body.

The old man stroked his pale hair, sighed and said, "The old man is old, the four seas are home, he is tired of walking like this, and he wants to rest under the bridge, but who knows that he was injured by the bad boy's iron sword, how can this be good?" I can't walk, I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death in this wilderness! ”

"Don't be afraid, grandpa, we will take care of you."

Feng Qi seemed to see the figure of another old man from this old man, and then glanced at Feng Rui complainingly.

"It's all to blame, big brother, that you are not honest in riding!"

"Well, blame me, blame me!"

Feng Rui didn't dare to talk back to the little sister, so he could only look at the old man viciously.

That gaseous and cynical cry, like a weak old man who is home from all over the world?

Still starving to death in the wilderness?

I'm afraid that if he is starved to death, he will not be starved to death!

Wait a minute!

How can such a routine be so familiar!

Feng Rui touched his hairless chin, now he is in the martial arts world, a cynical old man may be a peerless master of the big bun!

"Grandpa, how can we starve you to death, it's such a kid My sword hurt you, this is really strange boy, the kid must be responsible to the end!"

Feng Rui approached the old man with an honest face.

Such a change, not to mention the old man, even Fengqi and the little female thief are not adaptable.

"What are you going to do, kid?"

The old man also looked at Feng Rui with a surprised expression.

Just now, this kid still has a faint murderous intent, why did he disappear like this, he came strangely, he went strangely, and he was really an interesting kid.

"Of course, you're responsible for the old man. Grandpa, you get on the horse, and we will take you to Taizhou Mansion. ”

Feng Rui muttered in his heart, he should have the aura of the protagonist.

In this way, this old man may be a peerless master, with such thighs, what are you afraid of who calculates himself.

Wrong!

Someone who calculates himself?

This old man can't be the one who wants to calculate himself, right?

Well, look at the old man's bearing, not like a bad guy who calculates himself!

"Taizhou Mansion? Old man, I don't go to Taizhou Mansion, I heard that there is a mess there, old man, I am a bad old man who is about to die, but I don't dare to go, I don't dare to go! ”

The old man waved his hand again and again, with a very frightened expression.

"Messy? What does the old man know? ”

Fengrui has some gains and losses.

However, the old man said that he would not go to Taizhou Mansion, but he asked Feng Rui to feel at ease.

Feng Rui stretched out his hand to pull the old man, regardless of whether he was a peerless master, whether he wanted to calculate himself, whether he couldn't hide or not, hold it first.

"What can the old man know, it's just some folk suffering!" The old man sighed, it didn't look like it was pretending.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will protect you."

Zhou Wuji patted the big sword behind his back, but the old man looked at a pair of iron armguards on his arms.

"That being the case, the old man will follow you, the old man is not a scoundrel, and he will not trouble you when he heals his leg injury. It's just that the old man hurt his leg, but he can't ride a horse... ”

The old man was holding a stick, looking at Feng Qi and the little female thief with a pitiful face, or these two little girls were kind-hearted, and then glanced at Feng Rui with a smile.

"There is no village in front of the village, there is no shop in the back, and there is no carriage and sedan chair. . .

Sharp feels a little bad.

Sure enough, Feng Qi said, "Big brother, you can walk with the old man on your back for a while, I think there will be someone not far ahead." ”

Feng Ruigang wanted to object.

Feng Qi raised his little hand and shouted, "I support the eldest brother, carrying the old man on his back." ”

Then he looked at the little female thief and Zhou Wuji.

The little thief also raised her hand immediately, still with two hands.

Zhou Wuzhi is a good guy, and touched his nose, "Why don't I carry it?" ”

But Yu Fengqi also slowly raised his hand under the fierce gaze.

"Three votes to one, big brother, you lost!"

Feng Qi clapped his little hand, and this matter was decided.

"Old man, what did you grow up eating, I don't see you have a few catties of meat, why are you so heavy?"

Feng Rui was already tired and sweating, and when he walked like this, he was almost one step at a time.

The old man on Fengrui's back looked relaxed, stroked his pale beard and said, "It's your kid who is used to being lazy on weekdays, old man, you can't carry my physique of more than 100 pounds, it seems to be very weak... ”