Chapter 289: The Post Station

Suddenly, a figure approached them, and a rough voice sounded, "Ouch, the old skin is developed, this dish is all good dishes and good wine, make a lot of money"

The speaker was dressed in a leather coat, with a big knife hanging on his back, his face was arrogant, and his tone of voice was also a little playful, Xiao Ba's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could see at a glance that this person was a high-level existence in the martial arts realm, his breath was well-proportioned, and every movement was full of power.

Lao Pi's reaction was much slower than Xiao Ba's, and when the rough man had already approached, he reacted and looked up, only to see Lao Pi's face change, revealing a hint of embarrassment, and said a little timidly, "Dadao Liu, I'm just a runaway, how can I have a chance to make a fortune."

"Oh? You order three pots of wine at a time, why don't you invite Uncle Ben to drink? Hearing this, Dadao Liu's face changed, and he leaned down angrily, staring at Lao Pi and asked.

"Uh-uh"

"If you want to drink, I'll invite you," Lao Pi's face changed and he said helplessly.

"Hmph, do you want me to take the initiative? Don't drink this wine! Dadao Liu blew his beard and glared, slapped it on the table, and snorted coldly.

Seeing him like this, Lao Pi's face was shocked, and he glanced at Xiao Ba in a little panic, and saw Xiao Ba sitting and drinking tea expressionlessly, not caring about their movements at all, Lao Pi relaxed a little, and said to the big knife Liu again, "Brother Liu, there is really something to do today, and when this order is finished, I will invite you to have good wine and good food, you must be full of food and drink, okay?" ”

Hearing this, Liu raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Ba, looked Xiao Ba up and down, the contempt in his eyes was fully revealed, and he snorted coldly again in his mouth, "This is about the same" After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Lao Pi, turned around and walked towards his own square table, where there were three men dressed in leather clothes sitting around the table.

There were four or five pots of wine on the table, three plates of sauce meat, three plates of fried peanuts, and Liu Yi sat down, his eyes were a little cold, and he glanced at Xiaoba's side again, and said to the other three with a low voice, "Lao Pi seems to have received a big business, he is usually so picky, a guy who only eats vegetarian noodles, you dare to believe him ordering so much"

A man with a gloomy face and a scrawny man sat on the left hand side of Dadao Liu, and said with a cold look in his eyes, "What do you say, that young boy is a son?" ”

"I think that man must have a lot of money on him," said a greasy man covered in fat.

"Brother Liu, should we follow them? Lao Pi makes so much, let's also score some soup to drink" Sitting opposite the big knife Liu, a man with a pockmarked face spoke, and his hand unconsciously touched the long knife on his side as he spoke, and his eyes flashed with fierce light.

"It's a fool not to eat meat, of course you have to follow!" Dadao Liu took the wine glass and drank it all, and said with an arrogant face.

Hearing this, all four people at a table looked crazy, laughed and continued to drink.

Xiao Hachi's side, the wine and food have been served, and Lao Pi is diligent in sandwiching meat and vegetables for Xiao Hachi, constantly talking about the deliciousness of these foods, hoping that Xiao Hachi can be satisfied.

Xiao Hachi's face was calm, eating bite after bite, Lao Pi smiled with satisfaction, and began to eat his own noodles, what Lao Pi didn't know was that Xiao Hachi had clearly perceived the movement in the entire post station, he didn't care whether the food in front of him was delicious or not, he only cared about some words he had just perceived.

Xiaoba looked at the old skin that he was eating hard, looked at his rough palms, dark skin, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, such honest people are everywhere, they are ordinary and ordinary, conscientious, and live carefully, they dare not offend others, they just want to have food and clothing, as long as the life is stable.

Even if they live carefully and never offend others, they will be targeted by those powerful people, exploit them, oppress them, and even plunder them, because the strong don't care about the weak, if there is no restraint of morality and order, they will be even more crazy to squeeze and slaughter the weak.

The past experience made Xiaoba deeply aware of these rules of survival, the strong have the truth of the strong, the weak have the truth of the weak, there is no fairness in this world, the powerful can talk more about the rules, and the weak can only act according to the rules of the strong with their tails between their legs even if they have their own ideas.

This vast and colorful continent has always been respected by strength and absolute strength as the spiritual belief.

After eating a full meal, and drinking a pot of wine, Lao Pi's mood was very good, and he returned to the carriage with Xiaoba with a smile, he turned over and sat in the carriage, at this moment it was already sparsely pulling and pulling a light rain outside, he propped up the rain cloth on the carriage, tightened the reins with both hands, and controlled the carriage out of the post station with two sounds.

Head towards the rain-soaked path.

The carriage was not going fast, the two wooden wheels were creaking and turning, the horses were panting gently, and the pace was deep and shallow on the muddy road, the old leather tilted his head, the wine just now was working, he only felt a little fluttering, and his whole body was warm, and this taste was a kind of enjoyment for those of them who were running around all year round.

How pleasant it is to be able to drink a little wine, confuse your mind, numb yourself, and your body is slightly hot, as if at this moment he has finally gotten rid of the shackles of life, and the heavy burden of life has been left behind.

The dazed old leather drove the carriage slowly, and he was still immersed in a state of chic and composed, and he did not feel the sound of the wind howling in the rain getting denser and denser.

Hachi's face in the carriage was weird, the carriage was traveling on the muddy road, the wind whistling outside the carriage continued to drill into the carriage, the dim candle flame was swaying, this feeling was both safe and unsafe, Hachi remembered the rainy night in his memory, it seemed to be so similar, in the rickety carriage, Hachi seemed to feel the feelings of the Jiang family on the carriage that night.

The sound of the wind penetrated into the carriage with the shaking curtains, and the thin sound of the wind was sometimes hoarse, sometimes poignant, and sometimes roaring.

Hachi's mind gradually came to his senses, and he sat up, and he could feel that someone was following, and they were scattered in the dense forest on both sides and followed them closely.

The whirring wind blew, a coolness swept through the carriage, the old skin was confused and suddenly sobered up, a shaking and sitting upright, Rao is he is confused, at this moment I also know what the situation is, he has been running for many years, this point of acuity is still there, I saw him turn around and open the curtain, and hurriedly said to the little eight in the carriage, "Master sit firm, we are going to get up quickly"