Chapter 62: The Beggar's Performance
The old man in Mai obviously believed the fortune teller, and when he looked at Ye Sanqi, there was already a fierce light in his eyes.
My anger suddenly came out: "What the hell are you pretending to be a human king, a great bodhisattva?" You ......"
Before I could say the next words, I was stopped by Ye Sanqi: "Little Yezi, I'll teach you one more thing today." ”
"Bickering is a kind of thing, playing with friends, and it can enhance the relationship. Fighting on the rivers and lakes is to lose their identity, and only those who can't get on the stage will use their mouths to find face for themselves. If you quarrel with him, you are tantamount to pulling your status as low as his. ”
Ye Sanqi taught me this, and I really didn't agree with it.
In Abacus City, no matter how big the row of big guys is, when they meet, they will first press each other three points on their mouths. As long as he is a person who is in the abacus city, no one can spare people from top to bottom, unless, he can't say the other party.
Besides, I'm not too lazy to quarrel with you, and I can't get used to seeing you slap you over, Ye Sanqi's pomp, I can't learn it.
The old man in Mai smiled and said, "Boy, I know, you have some skills. Otherwise, you won't dare to go through the Yang Pass. But, your little skill is not useful to me, Lao Tzu is a person who plays medicine and poison. ”
"Now kneel, kneel for me."
Ye Sanqi didn't even say a word, as soon as his arm was raised, a white light swept across the neck of the old man in sackcloth, and the other party also flew into the air.
The old man in Mai still had a smug sneer on his face until he died, he never thought that Ye Sanqi would kill people.
The sword in Ye Sanqi's hand pointed at the fortune teller: "You, kneel here!" ”
The fortune teller was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground on the spot.
Ye Sanqi's voice was cold: "Come here!" ”
The fortune teller didn't dare to come over, but he didn't dare to disobey Ye Sanqi's wishes, so he could only kneel on the ground carefully and move forward a little bit.
The felt hat clenched his fists at this time and said, "Sir, the level of Fallen Leaf Village needs nine people to open. Now, Mai is dead, and if we kill the fortune teller again, we are afraid that we will have to wait for many years, so please raise your noble hand. ”
"Don't worry, I won't kill him." Ye Sanqi said lightly: "Xiao Yezi, there are a lot of good things on that Mai, all of them are suitable for you, you can clean up!" Don't just open his bottles and cans. ”
"Howler!" I happily ran towards the corpse of the old man in Mai.
Although I don't do empty doors, the pleasure of looting money doesn't seem to have anything to do with whether or not I am an empty disciple. In short, I'm happy to get Baobei.
After I searched more than a dozen thumb-sized bottles from the old man in Mai, I felt that something was wrong.
Ye Sanqi deliberately killed the old man, and the old man had so much poison on his body, he must be the most dangerous existence. If you don't kill him, you can't control the scene. Moreover, when I hold these poisons in my hands, it is also a threat to others.
Ye Sanqi just moved a sword, and he suppressed the seven top people on the rivers and lakes, his head turned too fast, right?
When I collected my things, I deliberately used the empty door technique, and the bottles disappeared into my hands one by one, but others could not see where I had hidden them.
The poison was on the old man in Mai, and they could still notice if the old man reached for the medicine bottle, and when it came to me, they didn't even know when and where I took the poison out, and this feeling was enough to make people feel like they were carrying it.
I put away my things, and the fortune teller also came to Ye Sanqi, and Ye Sanqi's flute sword was also pressed on the uninjured half of the other party's face: "My apprentice opened your mouth half, and he couldn't stop your nonsense." It seems that opening your mouth is not enough! ”
"Sir, ...... Rao" Before the fortune teller finished speaking, the corners of his mouth were opened by Ye Sanqi's sword.
Before the fortune teller could scream, Ye Sanqi turned his sword and broke the twine on the other party's wound, and the fortune teller was completely speechless.
Ye Sanqi said lightly: "Have you thought about where you are going to stand?" ”
The seven people looked at each other for a while, and no one knew what to do?
After a while, a man with a soft voice finally stood up: "I want to believe sir." ”
The beggar hurriedly said, "Demon, can you really go over there?" ”
The demon said: "He himself is standing in the twelfth grid, is it possible that he is even a pit for himself?" ”
The beggar was also stunned for a while: the demon's words had some truth, but they were also a little far-fetched.
Felt hats and green clothes followed behind the demon one after another, and the beggar looked at the remaining two.
The old man standing on the left hand side said lightly, "If you want to go, go over!" My old bark, not going anywhere, is here. ”
The beggar looked at the pale, unkempt woman on the right hand side and said, "Hanged ghost, what do you say?" ”
The hanged man shook his head and said, "It's your business if you want to believe him, I don't believe him anyway." ”
The beggar was so anxious that tears came out: "How many, how many...... Don't pinch it. If we don't stand together, there will be no problem in Deciduous Village! Let's not care whether the questions from the Fallen Leaf Village are difficult or easy, we have to let them release the questions! ”
"I beg you to stop pinching!"
"I'm on your knees!"
The beggar really knelt down and kowtowed.
The rivers and lakes are like this, you can't control the direction of something, you can only ask for help. However, even if you put on the most humble gesture, you may not be able to impress the other person.
The other party's rejection and disdain are only superficially different, but there is no difference in essence.
When I looked at the beggar, I couldn't help but feel a little pity for him!
Ye Sanqi said to me: "Do you think he is pitiful? ”
"Don't underestimate any Jianghu people, especially the kind of people who dare to gamble their lives."
"There is no fool on the rivers and lakes who dares to gamble with you based on luck when he is not sure at all. Don't believe that those who show weakness to you are really weak. ”
"Those people have been with the beggars for a few years, do you think they sympathize with the beggars?"
I quickly glanced at the faces of the men, who were not only indifferent, but even had a little coldness in their eyes.
Just like Ye Sanqi said, these people have been together for a few years, even if they don't have much emotion, seeing the beggar kneeling on the ground begging for help, they should have a sense of sadness about the death of a rabbit and a fox.
However, their attitude is no different from watching a beggar perform!
Yes, the beggar is performing.
He was acting for me and Ye Sanqi to see.
If, for a moment, we relented and stood in the position of the fourteenth brick, the beggar's purpose would have been achieved.
It should be said that this is the purpose of all of them.
None of them believed Ye Sanqi, but believed in the fortune teller who was opened by us.