Chapter 032: Piercing the Sun
"Big brother is a good means!"
Everyone likes to listen to flattery, and Han Dahu is no exception, he listens proudly, and naturally has a happy face. Li Kui turned to say: "My brother still has to rely on the support of the eldest brother. ”
"Then you have to be given the status of a steward."
The investment in Li Dalang is the investment in Li Kui. With such a good hand, a small favor can win over a good hand, no matter how Han Dahu thinks about it, he will not feel that he will lose.
Li Kui waved his hand and said, "No, what did you do, what did you do when you go back." The younger brother begged the eldest brother for help, and said that my brother's cow was not lost, and it was a matter of nothing. As for the cow money, the younger brother will deduct it from the eldest brother's employment fee. ”
"How can this be?" Han Dahu objected.
Li Kui said with a smile: "One yard is one yard, between friends, money and goods can be handled for a long time." Big brother thinks that's the truth? ”
Han Dahu stroked his beard and thought for a while, but did not refute. Just follow Li Kui's wishes, but this matter should be reminded to the warehouse manager, don't show your face. In addition, he also pondered Li Kui's temperament, wouldn't he be going to trouble Wang Fu? After all, there is no other way to make a fuss with such a scoundrel, except to be able to catch him on the spot and get all the stolen goods.
"Do you want to hear about it?"
"Yes."
"Brother Xian is preparing to confuse Wang Fu so that he can relax his vigilance and come to get all the stolen goods?"
"I haven't thought about it yet, but it's okay to let Wang Fu relax."
Han Dahu didn't care, this amount of money was not worth a question for him. Patrol is just his profession, an identity, and he is more of a businessman.
The two discussed it properly, and it was time for the Tiger Team to leave the village. The sun is already high, and the tiger should be out of the house. In winter, tigers do not have as much food as in other seasons, and are often hungry. At this time, you need to be more careful and cautious, although Han Dahu has no experience in fighting tigers, he still repeatedly instructed his subordinates: "Brothers, you and Han have dinner on the same stove, and they are robes for sharing weal and bene." There is a tiger in Baizhang Village, so naturally we can't sit back and watch it hurt people, and it is our duty to fight tigers. ”
"Han also asked you to remember, don't be reckless, I wait for a group of ten people, each performing its own duties, the tiger sees a lot of people, and he doesn't dare to rush up. Don't be alone, be alone in the woods, do you know what the result will be? Everyone is a breadwinner, the old and the young, and the days will be long? Han reminded everyone that if you protect yourself, you will protect your family, and only by protecting your family can you protect the water and soil of this Yishui. ”
"This time to fight the tiger, the county has a reward, and the state has also expressed it slightly, but Han is also willing to give you a robe, plus a reward of fifty times. As long as the tiger is dead, everyone has a share. ”
"Patrol Master Gaoyi!"
"Master Han Gaoyi!"
Before the expedition, Han Dahu talked a lot, and he had the same meaning from beginning to end, pay attention to safety.
Perhaps the people of Baizhang Village were very worried about the words of the Han patrol, and they were worried that the militia patrolling would not do anything, and they would disperse in a hurry when they saw the tiger coming. But Li Kui thinks that Han Dahu may be a good boss, and an official who can consider the safety of his subordinates shouldn't be a good boss?
But the old patriarch is worried!
If the tiger does not die, their village will probably not have peace for a day. Even because no one dared to leave the village to farm, the land was completely deserted. The whole village had to leave their homeland, their ancestral homeland. People leave their hometowns and are cheap, and the people in Baizhang Village basically don't know any skills, and the skills of farming are not served, so they have no choice but to work for large families and are the coolies with the lowest income.
"Kui Wazi, this Korean inspection seems to be ......"
The old patriarch didn't dare to make his words clear, worried that Han Dahu would turn his face, so he could only ask Li Kui euphemistically.
"Third uncle, don't worry. There I am! ”
Li Kui carried the long knife and gestured in his hand, as if he wanted to give the old patriarch some confidence.
"Alas, you stupid baby, where is it so easy to fight tigers. You follow your Uncle Li Qing, be clever in case of trouble, don't think about being strong. How can any of the strong people in this world have a good result? You will be a person who will study in the future, and if you don't want to go, it is not impossible for the old man to take on the responsibility of leaving you behind. ”
Not to mention the old man's partiality, the talents in the village, as long as they are favored by him, one is counted as one, and they can get privileges from him. This is an indisputable fact.
Li Kui said with a smile: "Third uncle, I can accept the money for the help of the Han Patrol Inspection, if I don't want to, I'm afraid it really won't work." ”
"See what the money is looking for. How much was collected, returned, and returned. The old man was in a hurry, and he pulled Li Kui and was about to walk towards Han Dahu.
Instead, Li Kui broke free and said, "Third uncle, you can rest assured." Besides, the money has already been spent, there are fifty times. "Li Kui spoke falsely, some money was spent, but only five times, but he couldn't help but be creditworthy, right? I said I would take the money to help, but I flinched? Is this something that the guys did?
"You loser, this money is enough for you to marry a daughter-in-law, and you dare to spend it all?" The old man covered his chest and went back with a long sigh with the support of the seventh uncle.
Don't worry, the third uncle is often half killed by the anger in the village, and he has long been immune.
The group set off, Li Kui and Li Quan in pairs, refusing to act with the others. This made Han Dahu's heart beat a drum, this guy can't run, right? But this could not be said explicitly, but Li Kui saw Han Dahu's concern, pointed to the opposite mountain and said: "Big brother, please look, if the tiger is in that forest, your people are knocking on the hammer again, and under the smoke and fire, the tiger will be frightened and will come to the mountain stream along the mountain forest." My brother and I ambushed the tiger downwind, and if the tiger came, we would attack it! ”
"Isn't this dangerous?"
Han Dahu was completely frightened, he didn't expect Li Kui to be so bold that he wanted to carry out a sneak attack in the face of the tiger. If you can't sneak attack, won't you have to fight the tiger?
The two of them dare to fight the tiger, you people in Baizhang Village are so capable, do you still need to alarm our inspection department?
Wouldn't it be that the tiger was culled early, and the dead tiger could be worth a lot of money.
But he couldn't find a reason to object, sneak attack ambush, there were too many people, the tiger is a beast after all, this thing has a good nose, and it will inevitably sniff out danger. In fact, there are more than two people, and it would be better if there was one person.
But where is a person who is the opponent of the tiger.
Han Dahu just wanted to arrange a group of people nearby so that they could take care of it. His eyes stared directly at the long knife in Li Kui's hand, and the gold and silver decoration of the wrong handle was very unusual. In particular, the handle of the knife is very long, and it is very valuable, and it is not the style of this dynasty at all. He is a martial artist who has an almost instinctive affinity for swords.
"Brother's ......"
"Left by the Venerable Master who taught me kung fu, is there a problem with my eldest brother?" Li Kui said expressionlessly, but his heart was up: "It can't be that the knife also has a big origin, right?" Still recognizable? He tore off the silk thread from the handle of the knife and rewound it with the hemp rope, which was not as pleasant as the silk thread, but which did not affect him much. In particular, the knife was equipped with a scabbard and tied with two wooden planks, and it looked like an ordinary knife. Externally, it's hard to see the clues. He was not afraid that this knife had a great origin, but that this knife was once a murder weapon.
In terms of the Venerable Master's character, it is not uncommon for him to commit a lot of bloody crimes. If this knife is really a murder weapon, he will be in trouble.
Han Dahu stretched out his hand and said, "Show my brother, this is a knife from the previous dynasty, it is rare." ”
Li Kui's heart was a little relieved, and when he heard the items of the previous dynasty, the probability of being recognized by the people of this dynasty was greatly reduced. handed it to Han Dahu, as soon as the knife was in his hand, it was the weight of the hand, which made Han Dahu very happy.
The moment the scabbard was opened, a chill like snow came to his face, and when he lifted the hilt, there was an inscription on the knife - Guanri.
A knife with an inscription is naturally a famous knife, and the craftsmanship is exquisite, and it can be compared with non-idleness. And this kind of treasure knife was actually taken by a mountain boy, that's all, and the handle of the knife was wrapped indiscriminately with hemp rope, not to mention, the scabbard was simply two pieces of broken wood tied together, and a groove was dug in the middle, isn't this a tyrannical thing?
Han Dahu's eyes were red, he held the knife and didn't let go, and complained in vain: "With such a precious knife, how can you dare to humiliate it like this?" The sword is spiritual, and being treated so slowly by you is simply chilling for me and other martial artists! ”
Li Kui is a little unclear, so, this guy can't be interested in his own knife, right?
Li Kui knows the origin of this knife, and it is precisely because he knows it that he dares to take it out and use it. Who made the Lingzhi Master a master who likes to keep a diary, the knife was obtained by the Lingzhi Mountain people from the tomb of Yang Xuangan, and it was once the saber of Yang Su, the founder of the Great Sui Dynasty. It has only been more than a decade since he saw the light of day, and few people know the origin of this knife.
Then, Li Kui was dumbfounded, and saw Han Dahu begging to pull Li Kui's and not let him go: "A thousand guan, give it to my brother, I beg you!" ”
"This knife is in your hands, it is destined to be humiliated, or in the ...... of my brother"
Han Dahu has not yet reached the point of having no face and no skin, if the knife is insulting in Li Kui's hands, it is humiliating in his hands. He won't say with a shy face that his swordsmanship is outstanding, and ten Li Kui are not opponents, right?
In desperation, he could only increase the price: "Three thousand guan, with silver!" "If you settle it in silver, it will be worth more than a copper coin. At least half of the price increase. Of course, it's a bit of a bully to use Jiaozi.
Li Kui pulled the knife back from Han Dahu's hand and said resolutely: "Don't sell it!" ”
"Brother, brother and you all the way." Han Dahu has to rely on Li Kui for life and death, just for that knife. It is like a swordsman who sees faith, and it is as tenacious as sea buckthorn on the Gobi.
Li Kui smiled and said, "Yes, the three of us will go to ambush the tiger together." ”
Only then did Han Dahu wake up and ambush the tiger...... He doesn't have faith! For Li Kui...... He has confidence, but this confidence is naturally inferior to a tiger with a strong aura.
Faced with life and death, Han Dahu sneered: "Wait for this matter, you and my brother will talk about it again." ”
"Blind with this treasure knife, why didn't I Han meet the good things of the monk master?"
After a long sigh, it seems that even his master is complaining. lamenting his bad luck, and the good things can't be his turn.