Chapter 45: Fourth Master Qian
Several people on the mountain road strode with their heads held high, really rushing to Mo Cong and Chu Ci, seeing this, Mo Cong stretched out his hand to stop Chu Ci behind him, and looked at those people carefully, and he was also a little frightened in his heart. After all, with Mo Cong's age, no matter how high his cultivation is, it is difficult to defeat an adult martial artist, and the other party is five or six people.
"Senior sister, don't be afraid!"
"Hmm!" Chu Ci hid behind Mo Cong and looked at those people curiously, but the girl was calm and fearless.
Seeing Mo Cong's panicked expression, the leader of the big man stopped his steps, snapped the folding fan in his hand, and raised an arm to signal to several brothers behind him. A few people described the obscene guy as obedient and obediently stopped.
Then a young man ran out from behind the man, and after a few steps to Mo Cong, he rolled a pair of strange eyes, and said in a strange manner: "You are Mo Cong?
Looking at that posture and listening to that tone, their master should be more beautiful than Poison Dragon Zhu and Yun Zhangmen.
"Who are you, I don't know you, get out of the way!" Mo Cong hated this kind of dog and powerful person the most, so he raised his sword eyebrows and said.
"Hey, boy, don't toast or eat. After that, the visitor looked at Mo Cong sideways, with a fierce glint in his eyes, and turned his wrist, with the intention of making a move.
Seeing this, Mo Cong's blood surged for a while, and a ball of energy rose in his palm. Leng Leng said:
"Do you want to fight? ”
The person who came thought that Mo Cong was young, and he could be shocked by sending a few cruel words, this hand was also his usual trick, and he tried it repeatedly, but he didn't expect that the big-eyed young man in front of him was not only not afraid, but angered him.
"Hey"
Seeing a faint blue electric light flashing between Mo Cong's eyes, the young man's heart froze, and he raised his head and pinched his waist, looking disdainful, but before he could speak, he had already been slapped heavily on the back of his head. This slap was firm and strong, and the force was not small, and it knocked the originally thin young man to a stagger.
It was the strong man who started from behind, and the big man pointed at the young man with the folding fan in his hand and scolded:
"****, things that can't speak human words don't retreat!"
was beaten and scolded again, but the young man didn't dare to refute, peeking at the big man's hideous eyes like electricity, and hung his head silently.
Dahan hugged his fist at Mo Cong, a childlike smile bloomed on his face, showing a mouthful of white teeth, squinting and saying: "Mo Shaoxia, under the surname Qian, according to this, not far from the Qian family Zhuang, the fourth in the family, people call me Qian Siye," said Dahan, shook his hand, and said disdainfully: "Hey! What the hell is not a master, it is all those who are not named, I dare not call me a master in front of Shaoxia." Just now, my little brother was rude, and he wanted to beat and punish him. ”
"No need," Mo Cong returned the salute and said softly: "Uncle and I didn't know each other originally, and it was getting late, so my sister and I went back." ”
Although the big man's face was respectful, his eyes were rolling wildly when he spoke, and there was a hint of terror in his eyes, which Mo Cong really saw and knew that this person was by no means a good person, and then looked at the few little guys behind him, all of them were oily and powdery, nondescript, and even more disgusted with him.
"What is the fourth master of money, the fourth master of the dog. Mo Cong looked at the big man coldly, and said secretly in his heart.
Seeing that Mo Cong was leaving, the big man crossed his palm and stopped: "Young man, slow down," he raised his eyebrows and greeted the young man just now, and said, "You can't come over to apologize to Mo Shaoxia!"
The young man did not dare to disobey the order, and walked closer with trepidation, and the big man took advantage of the situation to raise a kick and kick the young man's lower abdomen, this kick obviously exerted a lot of strength, and the young man grinned in pain, covered his lower abdomen with his hands, and fell to his knees.
"Master, the little one knows that he is wrong, spare the kid this time. The young man endured the severe pain and looked at Qian Sidao with a blank eye.
"****," Dahan slapped him with his backhand, which made the young man's eyes glow, and after beating people, Qian Si's face trembled twice, and he looked at the other followers behind him, and said coldly: "Mo Shaoxia is the distinguished guest I want to invite, according to the rules of the village, I offended the distinguished guest, what do you say to deal with it?"
Several of the attendants looked at each other and were stunned for a long time, one of them shook his head and tailed and stepped forward, and a pair of thin eyes sneaked up on the young man kneeling on the ground, and said with a wicked smile: "Master, according to the rules of our village, this kid should be beaten with thirty whips." ”
Hearing this, the young man kneeling on the ground turned pale with fright, trembling all over, and when he thought of the taste of the leather whip with bone spurs whirring in the wind and hitting his body, the young man kowtowed again and again: "Master, spare me this time."
"Spare you," Qian Si turned his face to the side, shook the folding fan in his hand, and said coldly: "Then it depends on whether Mo Shaoxia is willing or not." ”
Hearing this, the young man reacted quickly, hurriedly turned to Mo Cong, kowtowed twice and said: "Mo Shaoxia, you can ask for a favor for the small one!"
Mo Cong simply wanted to cry without tears, this matter came out of thin air, and he was suddenly tripped by these people, he was already full of displeasure, and he knew in his heart that these people were by no means good, and he didn't want to have anything to do with them, so he thought about it and said: "This uncle, I think it's okay, it's getting late, and my sister and I have to go back." ”
"Okay, Mo Shaoxia is really a big ** amount," Qian Si looked at the sky and grinned: "Hehe, don't worry, Shaoxia, I don't have any other hobbies, I like to make a friend Qian Mou has a little gift today, and I hope Shaoxia will accept it with a smile." ”
As he spoke, Qian Si took out a money bag from his arms and raised it in front of Mo Cong with one hand. As for the large number of names he just mentioned, what is the South China Sea Poison King, Beijiang Daoist, Mo Cong doesn't know anything, and he doesn't know which one this Qian Si sings.
Looking at the bag of gold coins in Dahan's hand, Mo Cong hurriedly took two steps back, and said, "Thank you Uncle for your kindness, but I can't ask for this money if it's useless." ”
"Heh! Shaoxia doesn't have to be polite, let alone be careful, I think Shaoxia's strength will be a man of the year in the rivers and lakes in the future, Qian Mou just wants to climb a high branch first. Qian was smiling, but there was a hint of weirdness in his round eyes.
Mo Cong also felt that his smile was hypocritical, and felt that this person was flashy, so he rolled his eyes and said with a light smile:
"My strength is still far behind, there are masters in the Martial God Temple, and besides, the competition is not over yet, uncle, you should go find someone else!" After speaking, Mo Cong pulled Chu Ci and turned around to leave.
"What?" Qian Si snapped and shook off the folding fan in his hand, the fierce light in his eyes appeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Shaoxia means that he doesn't want to make friends with Qian!"
Seeing this, several followers behind Qian Si also changed their faces in unison, their eyes were gloomy, and they stared at Mo Cong and Chu Ci with bad intentions.
Mo Cong couldn't help but feel terrified when he saw this, at this moment, it was getting late, and the trees in the mountains and forests were already blurred, Mo Cong was not afraid of being beaten, but he was worried about the junior sister around him.
was at a loss, and didn't know how to answer, but when he saw Chu Ci coming forward, he smiled and said: "If I'm not mistaken, this uncle must be Qian Siye, the owner of Qianjiazhuang!"
"It's Qian. Qian Si shook the paper fan in his hand, straightened his waist, lifted the money pocket in his hand, and said: "No one in this river and lake has refused Qian's gift." ”
"Really?" Chu Ci blinked, lightly glanced at the money pocket in Qian Si's hand, and said with a smile: "This money is really a lot, Fourth Master Qian, I received your mind for Brother Mo Cong, um" Chu Ci thought about it with red lips: " Yesterday Sister Zhilan gave me a golden ticket, let me and Brother Mo Cong spend it casually, Sister Zhilan also said that there is a person named Qian Siye in this place, who specializes in helping those poor teenagers, if he sends you money, you and Mo Cong must not ask for it, you are not poor, let him keep the money and help those really poor people. So, we can't ask for my uncle's money, in that case, my sister will scold me. ”
In the Wulin Continent, the minimum amount of a golden ticket is 1,000 gold coins, and there is no upper limit.
Hearing this, Qian Si looked at the small money bag containing a hundred gold coins in his hand, and suddenly felt disgraced. Moreover, Chu Ci's words just now were clearly soft with rigidity, soft and hard, and if he wanted to compete with the Yunzhong faction with his small Qian Jiazhuang, it was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.
Thinking of this, Qian Si nodded again and again, grinning and said: "Hey, hey, it seems that my gift is thin, forgive Qian for being clumsy, presumably this girl is Miss Chu Ci, a close friend of Miss Zhilan of the Yunzhong faction!"
"It's not a close friend, we're good sisters, uncle, it's too late, farewell!" With that, Chu Ci pulled Mo Cong and Qian Si and the gang past him, and left without looking back.
"Farewell, farewell!" Qian Si smiled, but he secretly hated in his heart, "This little girl is really not simple!"
Looking back at Qian Si and his gang not following, Mo Cong was full of questions in his heart:
"Senior sister, do you know that person?"
"How do I know it, but I heard my sister say that there is a Qianjiazhuang not far from the Martial God Temple, and there is a banker there who specializes in gambling to win money, and I guessed it as soon as I saw that group of people today. It's a loss that you didn't ask for his money, otherwise you will have to be at his mercy in the future, and if people let you win, you will win, and if you lose, you will lose. ”
"So that's the case," Mo Cong frowned and said, "Could it be that the martial arts competition in the Martial God Temple is also fake?"
"It shouldn't be all, like those famous children, they can't control it at all, they can find you, they should have figured out your details. Brother Mo Cong, don't fall for them, those people can do anything in order to win money" Saying, Chu Ci was stunned for a moment, suddenly looked panicked, looked at Mo Cong, and said: "By the way, my sister asked me to tell you, after you go back, remind Poison Longzhi, I heard my sister say that Lu Shanyu has been mixed with Qian Si and them recently, and tomorrow it will be Poison Longzhi who will fight him, so let Poison Longzhi be careful to prevent him from cheating." ”
"What?" Mo Cong suddenly thought of Mo Qiyu, under layers of strict inspection, he was able to bring the secret weapon to the ring, which showed that this matter was no accident. Thinking of this, Mo Cong couldn't help but worry about the poisonous dragon zhi, which was a single seedling of the poisonous dragon family for generations, if he had an accident, wouldn't he want the lives of the poisonous dragon lord and Mrs. Lan? The matter was very important, and Mo Cong had no intention of shopping with Chu Ci, so he hurried back to the poisonous dragon family's pavilion.