When Qin'er saw it, she was surprised and said, "Brother Xue, what are you laughing at?" Do you know that person? ”

Before he could say anything, he said to himself, "Huh? Why is this person so familiar? Who is she? Where have I seen her? ”

Xue Wuxian showed an interesting look on his face, and said softly: "Qin'er, let's follow him, you will naturally know who he is when the time comes." ”

Qin'er glanced at him, shrugged, and said helplessly: "Hey, I don't know how?" Today, they all look mysterious! ”

Having said that, in order to understand the mystery in the happiness, he still followed Xue Wuxian and followed behind the man who was neither male nor female, to see what kind of fame they were doing?

The tall woman with a green veil on her face hesitated to turn around a few times when she arrived on the street, and looked left and right for a while, looking nervous, as if she was worried about being seen by an acquaintance.

Finally, he stomped his feet, as if he had made an important decision, squatted down in a corner, took out two mats from the Qiankun ring, and spread them on the ground with trembling hands, looking quite nervous and looking like a thief.

Qin'er saw it from a distance, and laughed unconsciously, and said, "Huh? What does that person do? How did he take a mat and spread it on the ground? Is he going to sleep on the street? It's inexplicable! ”

"Wait and see, the mystery is about to be revealed, right? He shouldn't be sleeping, maybe he took something out and put it on the mat, right? ”

Xue Wuxian took Qin'er's hand and flew to the big banyan tree in the other corner, hiding in the tree and looking ahead.

Sure enough, after the man laid out the mat, he took out a few things from the Qiankun ring and spread them on the mat.

Xue Wuxian stared at it and almost screamed.

It turned out that the thing that the man spread on the mat was Guan Wenchang's embroidery work last night, in addition to the mandarin ducks playing in the water, showing off their ambitions, there are also graceful and luxurious peony pictures, a hundred birds and a phoenix and three friends of the year, a total of five embroidery works.

Looking at its embroidery style, it is all from Guan Wenchang's handwriting. Unexpectedly, overnight, Guan Wenchang, who was five big and three thick, actually embroidered five works, such a speed is magical.

Since Guan Wenchang's embroidery work appeared here, and that person's figure was about the same as Guan Wenchang, there was no need to guess, Xue Wuxian was sure that this person must be Guan Wenchang.

Guan Wenchang is a dignified nine-foot man, but he does such a woman's job as embroidery, so he is naturally not very embarrassed, and he may be worried about being recognized, so he dresses up and wants to pretend to be a woman.

But because his figure is too tall and mighty, although he wears a woman's clothes with red and willow green, it is difficult to hide his manly appearance, looking nondescript, male or female, looking weird and awkward.

As for why he brought his embroidery works to the street, Xue Wuxian thought that he might want to sell them to make some money, right?

However, after originally buying the Qinglong Glaive Knife, although the four of them were short of money for a while, they were all shy in their pockets.

However, in the past few days, Xue Wuxian Qin'er and Zhang Feide have either been street performers or killing pigs and selling meat, but they have also made a lot of money, and now the four of them are not short of money to spend, at least they have solved the problem of food and clothing, and they have no worries about food and clothing for the time being.

But I don't know why Guan Wenchang embroiders and sells? Maybe he thinks that everyone else makes money, but he is a big man, but he depends on others to support him and eat white food, so he's embarrassed, right?

Because he was setting up a stall on a secluded street corner, and it was silent, at the beginning, no one paid attention to him, and after setting up for a long time, not a single embroidery work could be sold.

Seeing that no one cared, Guan Wenchang became irritable and uneasy, and circled around the mat on the ground, as if a donkey was grinding, and he saw that Xue Wuxian and Qin'er's eyes were spent.

Qin'er was also impatient, and was about to come down from the tree and go over to help him shout to see if he could sell one or two embroidery works.

At this moment, I saw Guan Wenchang actually pinching his throat with one hand, imitating a woman's tone, and shouting in a twisted voice: "Fathers...... Elders...... Folks, let's come and take a look...... Take a look......

Root...... The little woman's ancestral stunt embroidered a few pictures, I hope all the fathers and villagers will join the show......"

Seeing Guan Wenchang's twisting and pinching and pretending tone, Qin'er couldn't help laughing and almost burst out laughing.

Xue Wuxian covered his mouth and shouted, "Qin'er don't laugh, he is Guan Wenchang, he is learning from you to speak!" ”

"Huh? What? She...... Is he Kwan Wenchang? ”

Qin'er's gaze suddenly became exciting, the corners of her mouth curved a little, and she giggled: "I'll just say, why do you feel so familiar?" It turns out that he is Guan Wenchang! ”

Suddenly remembered something, and shouted in a lost voice: "Oh, since he is Guan Wenchang, not a woman, who embroidered those embroidery pictures?" Where did Guan Wenchang get it? ”

Qin'er suddenly exclaimed, fortunately she was far away from Guan Wenchang, and at this time, some people went to ask about the price of embroidery works, so Guan Wenchang didn't notice that Xue Wuxian and Qin'er were hiding in the tree.

Qin'er's surprise was naturally expected by Xue Wuxi, so she only heard him say: "Qin'er, if I say that those pictures are all embroidered by Guan Wenchang, do you believe it?" ”

Qin'er's head shook like a rattle, and she said continuously: "I don't believe it, I definitely don't believe it, Guan Wenchang is a nine-foot man, how can he embroider such a delicate job?"

Besides, even if he could embroider, he couldn't embroider a few in one night, right? ”

Xue Wuxian smiled faintly and said, "To be honest, if I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes last night, I wouldn't have anything to do with Guan Wenchang's embroidery."

Qin'er, you don't know, at that time, I saw Guan Wenchang flying needles and flying fingers, how shocking it was, I almost thought I was dreaming! ”

Hearing him say that, Qin'er believed that Guan Wenchang did know how to embroider, looking at those exquisite embroidery works from afar, her heart fluctuated, and she couldn't help but be impressed by Guan Wenchang.

However, I think it's a little weird, a person as powerful as Guan Gong can actually fly needles and wires? What does this look like?

After Guan Wenchang shouted, it attracted people's attention, and gradually some people gathered around to watch, and there were also many people who knew the goods, and praised the handmade and exquisite embroidery works, saying that their embroidery was excellent and the composition was ingenious, which could be called the handiwork of the master of art.

So, someone asked the price, and the peony embroidery work, after bargaining, was sold for three taels of silver.

Guan Wenchang was very happy to see that it had opened on the first day, and stretched out his hand to take the three taels of silver, which were about to be put into the Qiankun ring.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a big hand reached over, snatched the three taels of silver, and pushed Guan Wenchang.

Guan Wen was taken aback, stumbled, almost fell, and looked forward, only to see that the man who robbed him of his silver was a drunkard-faced man, the man had a sideways face, and he was also looking at him fiercely.

So he asked, "Hey, why are you robbing me of my money?" That's my ......."

"Smack!"

Before he finished speaking, he only heard a snap, Guan Wenchang had already received a slap in the face, and the rosacea-faced man pointed at Guan Wenchang and scolded:

"Damn, where did you come from, a monster who is neither male nor female? Come to my territory to set up a stall, and if you don't pay protection money, you dare to say that I robbed you of your silver? ”

"What? Your turf? Protection money? ”

Guan Wenchang's face was confused, and he was stunned: "Such a big street, and besides, this is a street corner, why is it your territory?"

Besides, even if you have to pay the ground rent, such a small place, just now, it is impossible to ask me for a few taels of silver, right? ”

The drunken face man ignored the reasoning and said in a playful manner: "It doesn't matter what street corner you are, Lao Tzu is a street fighter, you can collect as much as you want!" ”

A few angry ruffians behind him also said: "That's right, our eldest brother is a street fighter, and you don't know the rules when you come here as a foreigner, do you still want to mix here?" ”

The second monk Guan Wen was puzzled, and asked stupidly: "Rules? What rules? ”

A bald-headed thug glanced at him and snorted coldly: "Stupid pig, come out and mix, don't you even understand this rule?" It's filial piety to our eldest brother! ”

Guan Wenchang suddenly realized, rubbed his hands and said, "Oh, it's all about money!" ”

The drunkard-faced man known as Street Fighter sneered: "You, who is neither a man nor a woman, have finally opened your mind, yes, just for money."

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, that's the reason, take the money! ”

Seeing that he was so arrogant and asked for money so unscrupulously, no different from blocking the road and robbing him, Guan Wenchang trembled with anger, stretched out his hand and pointed at the drunken man, but he couldn't say a word.

"Huh, what a big breath, Street Fighter?"

Not only Guan Wenchang was angry, but Qin'er, who was watching from a distance, was also angry, and said to Xue Wuxian: "Guan Wenchang has met a ruffian, Brother Xue, let's go over and teach him a lesson?" ”

Xue Wuxian stopped him and said, "Don't worry, when Guan Wenchang can't cope with it, let's go over, this is also an experience for him." ”

"Well, that's right."

Qin'er said: "Then let's not show up for the time being, let's act when the opportunity arises!" ”

When the drunkard-faced man saw Guan Wenchang stretching out his hand to point at him, he couldn't help but be furious, and slapped Guan Wenchang again, and scolded: "Made, charge you a few taels of silver as protection money, seeing that you are so anxious that you want to hang yourself, do you still want to be murderous with me?"

Since you are so ignorant of what to do and feel sorry for those few taels of silver, Lao Tzu simply let you die of distress! ”

After that, he said to a few of his subordinates: "Brothers, take off the ring on his finger and see if there are any treasures in it!" ”

The ruffians and hooligans suddenly agreed, pounced like wolves, and wanted to snatch Guan Wenchang's Qiankun ring.

And the drunken-faced man smiled and said: "Well, although you look nondescript, neither male nor female, but these embroideries are not bad, but Lao Tzu is disrespectful, so I have to keep it for you, hahaha!" ”

As he spoke, he stooped down and picked up the few embroideries on the ground, and took them for himself, as if they were his own, evidently accustomed to taking them by tricks, and without the slightest embarrassment.