Shortly after Fengbei left the Zheng family.

The young man Sun Erming, who was suspected by Qing 13 of being a [credit knife man], came to ask for money again.

Although it is natural to repay debts, if the other party really takes the remote and unpopular [Credit Knife Man] door, giving people a hard wool to the top of his head, Zheng Xiu always feels a little uncomfortable.

Invited Sun Erming to the conference hall, the young man with a knife on credit had a dog skin plaster on his face, and his hands were flat on his knees, looking a little cramped and uneasy.

"Little two."

Zheng Xiu decided to draw the distance between the two from the title first.

“？”

"I heard them talk about your rules."

"Then please Master Zheng, you are still making money, and you owe money to repay debts, which is justified."

"That's nature." Zheng Xiu squinted his eyes and smiled: "It is only right to repay debts." But I, Zheng Xiu, also have a little rule. ”

"Huh?" The young man glared, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Zheng Xiu continued: "If you receive a favor from others, you will be repaid tenfold. Come! With that, Zheng Xiu clapped his palms.

The prepared Squeak appeared behind the screen, holding a tray of red cloth with a stack of silver tickets neatly stacked on top of it.

"One thousand taels of silver, you and I don't owe each other."

"Ahh Sun Erming was anxious: "No! Never! Say a hundred taels of silver, not a penny, not a lot! How can you, how can you give a thousand? ”

Squeak had already put a thousand taels of silver in front of Sun Erming and left.

"Then, I'll only take a hundred taels."

Sun Erming was clever and wanted to say that he would leave after taking a hundred. The rest of the money has nothing to do with him.

Zheng Xiu smiled: "That's your business, the money you're given, what you do with it, that's your freedom." I give you a thousand, and you take a hundred, and that is also when you lose the remaining nine hundred, not that I only give you a hundred. At the end of the day, you're also taking a thousand, not a hundred. ”

"How can that be?" Sun Erming was stunned by Zheng Xiu's difficult logic of a strongman, and it didn't make sense at first, but when he thought about it, it seemed to make some sense.

Now it's in trouble.

Zheng Xiu winked at Sun Erming: "You have your rules, I, Zheng, also have my rules." ”

Sun Erming gritted his teeth: "No!" Take a knife on credit, only a hundred! It's my rule! ”

"Ten times the return, this is also my rule!"

"Master Zheng, how can you ......" Sun Erming was so anxious that he didn't know what to say.

"You can go to the government and sue me, saying that I gave you more money."

It's a big deal, you go sue me, and see who's right.

Hmph, the first god caught Guo Zifei and ate my Zheng family's reunion banquet, can he not give this face?

“……”

Sun Erming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pointed at Zheng Xiu with a trembling finger: "You too?" ”

"Oh?" Sun Erming's reaction surprised Zheng Xiu. He originally thought that Sun Erming knew that the Golden Fleece was deliberately killed, but he didn't expect Sun Erming to be unintentional at the beginning. So Zheng Xiu asked rhetorically: "Are you too?" ”

"It's over." Sun Erming sat back on the stool and rubbed his hair vigorously: "It's over." ”

The other party's fierce reaction surprised Zheng Xiu a little.

Isn't it the rule of credit knife people, you can only do "business" once at a time?

Only when the previous "business" is closed, can the next time be carried out?

In other words, once Zheng Xiu's business can't be done this time, he will ...... Stuck here?

Ah! Coincidentally, if that's the case, that's good news.

Zheng Xiu was happy in his heart, but his face was tense, and he shook his head "depressedly": "It's bad, it's bad." ”

"Ahem," Seeing Sun Erming's appearance of having no master of the six gods, as if he had been cheated by the black-hearted landlord, Zheng Xiu coughed dryly: "Since we all have rules for each other, Zheng has a proposal that everyone is happy about." ”

Zheng Xiu smiled and raised an index finger at Sun Erming.

Half an hour later.

Sun Erming, who left in a hurry, hurriedly returned.

With tears in his eyes, he owed a contract.

The contract is that Party A is Master Zheng, and Party B is Sun Erming. The content is about that, in order to ensure the interests and comply with the rules of Party B, Party A decided to sacrifice itself and tearfully bought Party B's "credit right" ten times, and the balance of the last time was a total of 1,000 taels. Before the money and goods are cleared, the two will maintain a good contractual relationship, and Sun Erming will carry out ten "fortune sales" for Master Zheng in a row.

If Party B defaults, it will pay ten more credits. If Party A breaches the contract, it will pay 10,000 taels of silver.

To be honest, the last thing Zheng Xiu is afraid of is losing money, he has a lot of money.

Sun Erming repeatedly read the contract drafted by Zheng Xiu several times, and after not seeing anything wrong, he nervously pressed the clay painting in the column of Party B.

"It's done!"

Zheng Xiuxi smiled and asked Squeak to put away Sun Erming's deed of selling the knife, and Sun Erming spread out the package behind him.

There are dozens of knives of different styles in it, looking at the workmanship, it doesn't look like a contemporary work, it has a bit of antique taste, but it is polished to the stirrups and well maintained.

"Pick one, Master Zheng."

Sun Erming signed the contract like a broken jar, and he didn't understand until now how he signed the "ten times of fortune selling". But the matter has come to this point, and he has no choice but to be led by Zheng Xiu's nose.

Sun Erming is really the first time he has encountered this kind of person.

Playing with wealth and deceiving others.

But Master Zheng is giving more, and he has nowhere to ask for justice.

The heavens are blind.

Sun Erming has sold knives on credit three times in total, and it is good that the other party can honestly give money.

Sun Erming is the first time that he has encountered Zheng Xiu, who does not play cards according to common sense, and has to "return ten times".

Isn't this bullying honest people!

Sun Erming was indignant and asked Zheng Xiu to choose a knife.

The dazzling array of knives was placed in front of him like stalls, but Zheng Xiu saw the extraordinaryness of this pile of knives, blew a few whistles, and Qing Thirteen fell from the roof and hurried over. When he saw the knife clearly, Qing Shisan's face also had a somewhat surprised expression: "Tsk, it's all good things, no wonder Lao He didn't hold back at that time, as if he had picked up a treasure." ”

"Alright, you can go."

Zheng Xiu drove away Qing Shisan.

Qing Thirteen was dumbfounded, master, you whistled and asked me to come here, just to help you take a look?

Really.

After Qing Thirteen left depressedly, Zheng Xiu nodded secretly, at this time, one of the small carving knives attracted Zheng Xiu's attention, he was about to reach out and take the small carving knife, when he suddenly remembered something and asked: "Xiao Er, can you designate a certain person to carry out 'divination'?" Zheng meant, let Zheng pick a little. ”

"Master Zheng, how else do you want to choose?" When Sun Erming heard this, his eyebrows jumped wildly.

"I have a relative named Zheng Shan, who is a painter. The timing of the second repayment, I want to relate to him. ”

"Do you know each other?"

Sun Erming asked.

"Very familiar."

Zheng Xiu's head.

"That's fine."

When Sun Erming heard this, he was relieved, he was a little worried at first that Zheng Xiu would make some excessive demands.

That's not too much.

"I want this." Zheng Xiu pointed to the knife that fit his eyes.

Sun Erming frowned: "This is a knife used by a well-known sculptor thirty years ago, are you sure?" ”

Sculptor?

Zheng Xiu pondered for a moment, and then decided to believe in his eyes, anyway, he didn't need to fight and kill, so he decided: "That's it." ”

Sun Erming took a deep breath, picked up the carving knife, and handed it to Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu spread out his palm, and Sun Erming pressed the knife into Zheng Xiu's palm.

Then.

Sun Erming and Zheng Xiu borrowed the sculpture knife to make indirect contact.

In an instant, the faces of the two changed at the same time.

A line of text suddenly appeared in front of Zheng Xiu's eyes.

[You have found a new post station, and you can arrive at "Post Station, Credit Knife Man, Yiji, Sun Erming". 】

You don't have permission to enter the station. 】

You can't stay at the station. 】

And Sun Erming also showed a shocked expression on his face.

An image came to his mind.

In the picture, a handsome and majestic man, with a knife in his hand, his face is sad, and the knife passes through a person's eyebrows.

Sun Erming wanted to see it clearly, but the person who was "killed by Zheng Xiu" with a flying knife was a man or a woman, beautiful or ugly, and he couldn't see it clearly.

The Heavenly Dao and human principles were entangled, turning into a hazy picture in Sun Erming's mind.

The picture flashes away.

A moment later, the man with the knife on credit, Sun Erming's eyes showed a complicated expression.

But since Zheng Xiu was talking about his relatives, Sun Erming had less scruples in his mouth, where could he think that the relatives Zheng Xiu said were himself.

Sun Erming followed the rules and said slowly:

"No more, no less, a full hundred taels of silver. When Zheng Shan killed his best friend with his own hands, I personally came to get the knife money. ”

Sun Erming left the Zheng family with mixed feelings.

He was heard talking to himself as he went out, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zheng Xiu played with the new plasticizer carving knife, with a small word "Dai" engraved on the handle, a small hole at the end, and a bunch of red ropes strung together, which was quite antique.

One hundred taels to buy this knife, it is definitely earned by blood.

Even if you don't use it as a knife, it can be considered an antique.

Playing with the small carving knife, Zheng Xiu recalled Sun Erming's "prophecy".

"Kill your best friend? Who can I count as a close friend now? ”

Before leaving, Zheng Xiu wanted Sun Erming to explain in detail.

Sun Erming stubbornly refused to say more, saying that the rules of the knife man are like this, just say one sentence, one sentence at a time, and if you say more, it will not comply with the rules.

"Something."

It was Qing Thirteen who said this.

Qing Shisan, who was supposed to go outside the house, walked out from behind the screen at this moment, smoking a dry cigarette.

Zheng Xiu had already smelled the smoke of Qing Shisan, and knew that this product was hidden in the shadows, and it was not broken.

Seeing Qing Pi walking out at this moment, Zheng Xiu didn't blame, but asked, "What do you think?" ”

"I underestimated him before." Qing 13 frowned and pondered: "I originally thought that the credit knife man was doing a kind of 'divination' business, according to his knowledge, he acted on the past and the present, and played mysterious. But his divination just now was so delicate that it didn't look like he could casually talk nonsense just by a name he had never heard of. ”

Zheng Xiu nodded: "I think so too." Then, Zheng Xiu glanced at Qing Thirteen with a smile: "If you say, he is a ...... What about Inhumans? ”

Smack.

Qing Shisan's precious cigarette stick fell to the ground, and his mouth opened wide, dumbfounded.

"Hehe, I'm guessing, Yiren is not a girl in the Qinglou, one catches one accurately, where do you come from so much." Zheng Xiu smiled: "However, let a brother stare at him a little." ”

Qing 13 suddenly came to his senses, and he smiled and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "Master, do you want to ......?" ”

"Fart, that's what you want!" Zheng Xiu couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Am I such a cruel person? I mean let our people keep an eye on him, don't let him go wrong, and don't let him come into contact with other people who shouldn't be in contact. ”

Now Qing Thirteen finally understood.

No wonder the old man forced the kid to sign the deed of sale.

It turned out that they fell in love with each other.

He really deserves to be the master of the [merchant] path.

The trick of forcing people to sign a deed of sale can be described as handy.

I secretly wrote a word in my heart, and the whistle blew on the thirteenth of the Qing Dynasty, and I arranged for my subordinates to complete the matter.

Approaching nightfall, Zheng Xiugang wanted to go into the dungeon to change his number, and suddenly remembered that it might not be a good thing for the dungeon to be too soundproof, so he asked Yan Jiji to invite him, and temporarily installed a bell at the door of the main room to connect it to the dungeon. In this way, as long as someone comes to look for it, just pull the doorbell, and Zheng Xiu can hear it in the dungeon.

After installing the "doorbell", it was already dinner time, and I wanted to leave the old craftsman Yan Jiji to eat together, but Yan Jiji said that he had taken a few orders and wanted to start work overnight, Zheng Xiu could only personally send Yan Jiji to the door, and the two said goodbye.

It was about time to make an appointment with Fengbei and a few people, and Zheng Xiu was ready to enter the dungeon.

At this time, Pingping and the others came up again, and the four of them blushed and said that they wanted to practice.

Well, pure practice, I hope the master doesn't think too much.

"It's hard for me to do this!"

Since that night, Master Zheng's reputation has been damaged, and the entire Zheng family, including Erniang, everyone thinks that Zheng Xiu arched the four daughters in one breath, murderously, but Zheng Xiu can't say it clearly, if he said that he left four people overnight to practice, who would believe it?

Zheng Xiu didn't believe it himself.

"That ......"

The four of them looked at each other, and the harvest after being restrained overnight in prison was known only to the four of them. Having tasted the sweetness, they must not stop there.

At this time, Jing Xuemei proposed that since the old man had concerns and the matter had come to this point, she simply announced to the public that the old man had accepted the four of them as concubines, so that even if the old man flew around night and night, it would only show the master's courage and might. Zheng Xiu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said in his heart, "You guys are coming here, isn't it true that I, Zheng, am lying on the ground in the dungeon?"

In order to go deep into the door, they even dared to put forward the request of "accepting the four of them as concubines" regardless of their reputation, which shows that they are determined and cannot shirk.

If they refused, they found Zheng Erniang later, and Zheng Xiu, who had always been unruly to Zheng Erniang, could only agree in the end.

Since the final result was the same, Zheng Xiu didn't want to waste time, so he left.

But Zheng Xiu's final decision was to settle for the next best. Let them take turns in battle, taking turns practicing in his dungeon every night.

And told them not to chew their tongues when they went outside.

Unexpectedly, Lily suddenly said: "Master, if outsiders ask, if we say that we only sleep and lie on a bed, the master sleeps soundly all night, and we open our eyes and look forward to the dawn." Wouldn't this make people misunderstand you, sir......"

Lily stopped talking, first blushing and raising an index finger, then slowly bending, erecting, and slowly bending down, and after a few times, Lily's face became redder and redder. She blinked at the old man and whispered, "This doesn't seem to be very good for your reputation master?" ”

Nima.

Zheng Xiu covered his face: "It's up to you." ”

The implication seems to be, you can chew this root if you want.

He didn't blame anyone, only that the cultivation rules of the [Orchid] Path were too outrageous.

The end result was a happy ending.

They guessed the order of the fists, starting with the down-and-out princess Otsuki Aiwen from Persia in the Western Regions, that is, Pingping's round.

Handcuffed Pingping firmly to the wall, Pingping's eyes were like silk, and she closed her eyes and exhaled like Lan and asked the master if she wanted to try something else and speed up her practice. Unexpectedly, no one answered for a long time, and when he opened his eyes again, the old man had already hid away, so angry that Pingping writhed around the wall with a frustrated face.

Zheng Xiu was worried at the moment, and there was an appointment with Fengbei Shuzhou over there, where was there time to open the body, sitting in the corner, Zheng Xiu entered the heart prison, and chose [Fengbei's home] on the table.

There was one more [Post Station Sun Erming] on the table, Zheng Xiu never expected that Sun Erming was a natural stranger. It's just that Zheng Xiu has Fengbei, and the demand for other [post stations] is not urgent, and he doesn't know much about Sun Erming, so Zheng Xiu didn't rashly propose permission to enter [post stations] at that time.

With a turn of mind, Mengnan Zheng Shan attacked, and on the lonely peak, Mengnan's figure changed from virtual to real, forming in the blink of an eye.

At night, with the wind and snow, Zheng Shan wore a thin shirt, but he didn't feel the severe cold, Zheng Xiu spread his wings and swooped down into the dead wood. When they walked out of the woods, Fengbei, Dou Ji, and Yueyan were already stationed and waiting by the official road.

"Master Zheng?" When Zheng Shan came slowly from the wind and snow with that face, Dou Ji and Yueyan lost their minds for a moment.

How can there be such a handsome and brave peerless man in the world.

At first, they suddenly seemed to see Master Zheng, and then looked closely, this Meng man's facial features seemed to be a little more indescribable than Zheng Xiu's, as if he was covered with a layer of divine light, like a saint who came out of the wind and snow.

Feng Bei clenched his fists, his hands trembled slightly, and after a while, Feng Bei stepped forward calmly: "I've seen my predecessors." ”

"Senpai?"

Fengbei's greeting made Dou Ji and Yueyan look back in shock.

Mengnan Zheng Xiu smiled: "You don't have to see outside, under Zheng Shan, Zheng Shan, Zheng Haoran's Zheng, the goodness of the great good people." If you don't dislike it, you can call me Brother Zheng. That's right. Zheng Shan deliberately pointed to the stunned wedgehog that looked like a hedgehog in a dream, and said with a smile: "You have to be called Uncle Zheng." ”

After a brief introduction, it can be regarded as acquaintance. Zheng Xiu explained to Yueyan in a few words that he had a relationship with Xiao Fengbei twenty years ago. Yueyan suddenly realized, no wonder that the Shangxian Sanfengbei would have such respect for Zheng Shan, it turned out to be a figure from twenty years ago.

But how can this person look more and more like Master Zheng?

Hasn't the Zheng family always been single-handed? The late General Zheng, where did he jump out of a younger brother?

There were many doubts in her heart, but Yueyan quickly let go of her worries, because Feng Bei only said one sentence, describing Zheng Shan's strength from the side: he was able to walk out of Chang Yan unharmed twenty years ago.

In this way, Yueyan and Dou Ji secretly labeled Zheng Shan's predecessors as "hidden masters".

Spreading out the map, Fengbei pointed out a route that could reach Shuzhou as soon as possible.

Abandon the carriage, ride a horse and gallop, and arrive in Shuzhou as soon as possible.

But Fengbei can't ride a horse, which is a well-known thing. As soon as Yueyan raised this matter, Fengbei looked at Zheng Shan: "It's okay, I'll sit on Brother Zheng's horse." ”

Yueyan was shocked again.

What does Fengbei mean.

Do you want to send Zheng Shan away with your own hands?

"Is that okay? Brother Zheng. Fengbei looked at Zheng Shan, pulled up the black hair that was blown by the snow wind, and looked back at Zheng Shan, with a trace of deep expectation hidden in his calm eyes.

Zheng Xiu muttered in his heart.

He always had a feeling that there was something in Fengbei's dialect.

Zheng Xiu is still not sure whether he can bear Fengbei's ominousness, or whether he held Fengbei's hand twenty years ago and was safe, whether it was an accident or an accident. But the atmosphere was baked here, and Meng Nan laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Of course! ”

Turning over and riding on the horse, Meng Nan was on the back of the horse, and stretched out his broad palm towards Fengbei: "Come." ”

Feng Bei cautiously stretched out his hand.

A little bit, inch by inch.

Feng Bei's movements were very slow, and it could be seen that Feng Bei's mood at the moment was also a little apprehensive.

She didn't dare.

She was afraid.

Even she herself is not sure if Zheng Shan can carry the "ominous" she is carrying.

Or was the touch 20 years ago just an accident?

But Zheng Shan's smile gave Feng Beibei great confidence.

Yueyan and Dou Hedgeho's eyes widened and widened, as if they were looking at two monsters.

Syllable.

Fengbei and Mengnan's hands, after twenty years, seemed to have crossed time and space, and they clenched again.

Poof.

The hedgehog sat on the ground, gasping for breath with a look of disbelief.