Poison.

One of the three major evil arts in Miao Jiang.

Take all the poisonous insects and seal them in containers, let them kill each other, eat each other, and the one who survives to the end is the insect king, also known as "Gu".

In the rivers and lakes, many organizations have also imitated the technique of "Gu refining" to train killers.

In the world, there are also the same rules of survival, survival of the fittest, natural selection.

Compared with ethereal legends such as Taoism and immortal arts, Gu art is more related to science, and "poisonous insects" exist substantially.

Generally speaking, Gu art is only passed down among women, if a certain Gu woman has three women, one of them must practice Gu.

Then Ahsan should be a woman.

On the night of passing through Taiping Town, Song Che would wake up from nightmares every night, and then couldn't sleep all night, and when he closed his eyes, he saw Ahsan's terrifying and hateful face.

Somehow, the woman Ahsan seems to have become a knot in his heart. By no means because of her mystery, but because of the hidden story behind her.

Seeing that Song Che was uneasy, the convoy no longer went to Chenzhou, but made a detour to the north, although it would delay the trip for a while, but at least it could "ward off evil spirits".

Every time he passed by the temple and temple, Shen Wenjun would stop, throw a sum of sesame oil money, and ask for a few peace charms.

In the next few days, I didn't dare to stop too much along the way, hurried during the day, and rested at night, until I arrived in Kuizhou City, and the depressing atmosphere completely faded.

On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the summer is hot.

Xu is the reason why there are many people and Yang Qi, Song Che finally stopped having nightmares, slept well, and his spirit and spirit have been replenished.

Everyone tacitly forgot about the tricks in Xiangxi.

Kuizhou is also known as the mountain city, also known as the "fog capital", located in the middle and upper reaches of the Yangtze River, as the name suggests, it is a city built on the mountain, the strange and magical terrain, can be called the world's unique, the last step may still be climbing, the next step may be downhill.

Arriving in Kuizhou, it is the real meaning of entering the southwest.

Due to the special geographical reasons of Kuizhou, there are more than 200 foggy weather in 365 days a year, and in a hot and humid environment, people like to eat spicy, and their personalities are quite spicy, especially women.

"You Habbar, where did you fool around yesterday? Don't pick your skin! ”

"Ouch, mother-in-law, be light, where am I messing around, I drank with Zhang Erwa next door yesterday, you don't believe it and ask him!"

"And where did the lip prints on your face come from? Ge Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to make you comfortable! ”

On the crowded street, a middle-aged woman with a small height grabbed a man's ear and scolded as she walked.

The two little women from Jiangnan were stunned and couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"The women in Kuizhou City are really amazing!"

"That's not it, most of the people in the Sichuan-Chongqing area are men working, women are in charge, and the men here also have a nice nickname called 'rake ears'."

"Why do you call it a rake ear?" Shen Wenjun wondered.

Song Che said with a smile: "I am often pinched by my own daughter-in-law, and when I pull it, my ears will naturally be 'raked'." ”

Song Che has taken a look at a statistic that Chongqing is the city with the most domestic violence against men in the country, and Chongqing ranks first.

Modern Chongqing is now Kuizhou.

It turns out that the traditional virtue of being afraid of his wife has been popular in Sichuan and Chongqing as early as a thousand years ago.

"Guest officer, guest officer, the road ahead is steep, do you need help pushing the cart?"

"Yes, yes, if you want to move the goods, it only costs ten cents a piece."

"It's okay to sit in a sedan chair!"

A group of men with bamboo sticks in their hands almost flocked to them. On a hot day, they were naked with their upper bodies, their trouser belts and leggings tied tightly, their tanned skin, and they all laughed out of white glutinous rice teeth in a not very neat official language.

Lin Yue, who was in a hurry, was a little overwhelmed by this sudden enthusiasm.

Song Che took Shen Wenjun and Qin Ruo out of the carriage and said to them in Sichuan: "Then come three sedan chairs, and a few fellow villagers to help push a carriage, don't run too fast." ”

"If you want it, you can make sure that you can sit comfortably!"

The sedan chair man put down the sedan chair, wiped the seat with a handkerchief, and waited until the guests were seated firmly before hearing a shout:

"Get up!"

The front and rear two sedan chair drivers worked together, almost using the technique of "grabbing", and before anyone could react, the sedan chair fell steadily on the shoulders, and they walked neatly and steadily.

"Brother Song, I didn't expect you to speak Hakka?" Shen Wenjun was curious.

That is natural, Song Che's ancestral home is in Sichuan and Chongqing, and later settled along the coast with his parents, and Sichuan can be regarded as his mother tongue.

However, in this dynasty, he is an amnesiac and cannot clearly talk to Xiao Langjun.

"I have a strong learning ability, and it is not difficult to learn Hakka in the southwest, so I can speak a sentence or two." He prevaricated casually, and asked the former palanquin man:

"Uncle, do you have any hot pot to eat here?"

"Yes, there is a 'Ba Bao Hot' hot pot restaurant in front of me, and the hairy belly in it is comfortable and miserable, I can take you there."

"That's good, we're in for a good day."

The sedan chair did not go more than half a mile, the gentle street began to steep, the sedan chair driver also began to gasp, they lowered their heads, and invariably hummed slogans, although so, the sedan chair was still carried steadily, which was their kung fu that they had experienced for more than ten years.

Finally finished the slope, just didn't walk long on the flat road, and there was a long downhill in front of me, the sedan chair was quite easy, and the cart was annoyed.

Four men pulled back, three men in front, the carriage was lowered down the slope little by little, strong calves and arms, and the muscle lines were "outlined" vividly.

At the end of the ramp, what catches your eye is a huge bazaar that cannot be seen, among the dense passers-by, the porter who exerts his strength accounts for almost half, the shouting along the street, the sound of mahjong, the river breeze blows slowly, the birds pass freely, like a vivid impression of the mountain city.

"Which one got you to set up a stall here? Hurry up and get out! ”

"Fellow, we are from out of town, and we were accidentally stolen, so we want to sell some embroidery for some silver taels, and the quantity is not much, everyone likes it, and it will be sold out soon."

"It turned out to be a foreigner, you don't know the rules here, if you want to set up a stall on this street, you must get the consent of my Chen Sanwa, to put it bluntly, it is the protection fee!"

I saw a black-faced man with a scruffy beard who looked five big and three thick, led three ruffians to follow, gathered in front of a stall, and bullied people.

The things sold in the stall seemed to be very popular, and there were many people gathered in front of the stall, and they couldn't see the appearance of the people setting up the stall, and they vaguely heard the accent like people from the two lakes.

The black-faced man didn't look at people squarely, and directly stretched out his hand to ask: "Seeing that you are a foreigner, I won't charge you too much, just give five taels of silver." ”

"Five taels of silver? Why don't you grab it! ”

"Rob?" The black-faced man sneered: "Look at your little body, I can pick you up with one hand, and you are not worth it for Uncle Ben to grab it." ”

"You-"

"Forget it, let's go somewhere else."

The stall owner will have to close the stall.

The black-faced man glared, slapped his hands on the stall, and said loudly: "Since you have already placed it here, then you have to pay the stall fee, five taels of silver, not a penny less!" ”

"Chen San'er, it's a calculation, other people's money has been stolen, don't you embarrass others."

"By the way, the other one is a foreigner, it's not easy to set up a stall to sell goods, what do you mean, just charge a few pennies."

The onlookers spoke out one after another.

"Go, go!" The black-faced man grabbed the passers-by and shouted loudly: "There is a stall fee for setting up a stall, a tax for selling goods, and my protection fee, is it too much to charge them five taels of silver?" Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and give the money, otherwise Lao Tzu will tear up your stall! ”

"You...... You are simply lawless, I will go to the government to sue you! ”

"Hahaha...... Feudal official? Do you know who my uncle is? Saying it scares you to death! ”

has no background to support it, and dares to come out and be a bully to collect protection money?

There were more and more onlookers, but no one dared to come out and act bravely.

"Alas! This turtle son who killed a thousand knives came out to bully people again! The sedan chair man scolded, turned back to Song Che and said, "Guest officer, I think we should take a detour, you are dressed so richly, and you are also a foreigner, in case it is targeted, it will be a trouble." ”

Song Che stared at the black-faced man and asked coldly, "Does it have a background in Kuizhou?"

The sedan chair man said: "It's just a dogleg who helps those officials and masters in Kuizhou Mansion make money." ”

How can you sit idly by and ignore bullying and dominating the market?

Lin Nuxia, who was so uneven, couldn't bear it anymore, and Song Che nodded at her.

"Drive!"

Lin Yue whipped the horse's buttocks, and drove the carriage towards Chen San'er.

"The carriage is coming, disperse!"

The onlookers dodged one after another, Chen San'er was busy collecting money, and before he could react, the carriage had rushed to him.

At the moment when he was about to collide, Lin Yue slammed the reins hard, "......neighed" The horse let out a long roar, raised its front hooves and kicked Chen San'er's chest fiercely.

Chen San'er let out an "ouch", flew out two or three feet away, and rolled on the ground several times in a row.

"Third brother, third brother, you don't have to do anything!"

A few followers hurriedly went to help.

To say that Chen San's body is quite hard, and he can still stand up after being kicked by a horse, he rubbed his chest vigorously and scolded Lin Yue:

"The eight lambs of the king dare to hit Uncle Ben, you are impatient!"

Lin Yue smiled coldly, pointed to the street and said: "You can see clearly, this is the way for the carriage, you are not a human thing, block it so that it is impassable, how can I cross the road?" ”

"I think you're looking for death!"

Chen San'er clenched his fists and was about to rush up to fight.

Lin Yue took off the silver whip and slapped him in the air-

"Smack!"

is impartial, right in the middle of Chen San'er's face plate.

"Ouch!"

Chen San'er was whipped to the ground, and when he struggled to get up, a bloody mark on his face stretched from his forehead to his chin, making him grin in pain.

"Third brother! Third brother, you don't have anything to do, right? ”

"Are you okay with Lao Tzu like this? I'm still stunned what to do, let Lao Tzu kill him! ”

Chen San'er shouted loudly, rolled up his sleeves, and rushed towards the carriage together!

"Bang Bang!"

There were three more whips, and the three ruffians wailed to the end, looking the same as Chen San'er, with an extra "red bar" on their faces.

"Hmph, beating you scoundrels is really dirty my whip."

Lin Yue put away the silver whip, jumped out of the carriage, and strode towards Chen San'er.

Chen San'er saw that the situation was wrong, and he was about to climb out with his hands and feet, but Lin Yue grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to his feet.

"You know what I-"

"Smack!" An ear scraper.

"Turtle son, Lao Tzu wants-"

"Smack!" Another ear scraper.

"Help—"

"Smack!" One more ear scraper.

Chen San'er's eyes were full of gold stars, his front teeth fell out, and he was no longer arrogant, and he begged for mercy vigorously:

"Hero, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'll never charge protection money in the future, don't beat me......"

Lin Yue didn't bother to say anything to him, picked him up and turned him over, and kicked his ass away:

"Get out!"

Several ruffians supported each other and crawled away from the street.

won the neighborhood leader, and the people on the street applauded.