The sun rises as usual, shining brightly, but it still does not shine through some of the darkness.

South of Shuoyang City.

If the west of the city is a civilian area, then the south of the city is an entertainment area, with all kinds of shops and restaurants, gambling houses, flower streets, storytellers, singers, tricksters, and street performers......

If you want it, you'll find it all here.

Therefore, there are three religions and nine streams, and dragons and snakes are mixed, which is the best soil for all kinds of dark breeding.

Flower Street.

Jiang Ping was dressed as a fat sheep and walked in swaggeringly.

There are people coming and going on the street, there are many small stalls along the street, Jiang Ping stops and goes, and looks lively and strange.

As he walked, a young man with a strong hooligan temperament walked over, staring at Jiang Ping with a cruel smile.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Ping's copy of the son is very scared, you don't want to come over.

But he didn't expect the young man to be more nervous than him, his steps were stunned, and his hands and feet looked weak.

"Master, childe, don't shout, I didn't want to do anything to you?"

Jiang Ping was surprised, he specially pretended to be such a big fat sheep, just for these little gangsters, how did it feel wrong.

"Then what are you doing here?"

The young man rubbed his hands together and smiled flatteringly:

"I just looked at Childe's face, so I wanted to come over and ask, did Childe come here to have fun?"

Jiang Ping looked strange:

"If my son is having fun or not, what does it matter to you?"

"I'm familiar with everything here, if Childe wants to find something, I can show Childe the way. ”

The youth replied.

Jiang Ping suddenly laughed:

"You're showing me the way, I'm afraid you're not going to take me into the wolf's den, right?"

"Don't dare, don't you dare to say that!"

The young man shook his head and said:

"This is the territory of the Ghostface Gang, what they hate the most is people who break the rules, if I dare to be unfavorable to Childe, I won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

So Childe can rest assured that as long as he is here, he doesn't have to worry about his own safety. ”

"Oh, and the gangs that talk so much. ”

"Yes. ”

The young man also looks strange:

"Childe doesn't know that in the past, in order to grab the land, more than a dozen corpses had to be dragged out here every night.

There have been many cases of young ladies going missing during the day, but since the Ghostface Gang came, these things have not happened.

There were fewer fights, but more money. I showed my son the way, and when I got to their shop, they would give me some benefits. ”

Jiang Ping originally wanted to catch a few small fish and get in touch with the local head snake, but now that he has encountered such a gang that talks about rules, there are some things that he doesn't have to do.

He said: "My son doesn't want to have fun, my son wants to find someone, can you help me find it?"

The young man patted his chest and said, "Don't say it's a big living person, even a chicken with a name, I can find it for my son." ”

Are you driving with me?

However, seeing that the young man looked serious, Jiang Ping held back this question.

"Well, find a place to talk. ”

The two entered a teahouse.

In front of the teahouse, a storyteller saliva flies, telling the story of the rise of an old-fashioned young hero.

"What's your name?"

Jiang Ping poured a cup of tea for the young man.

The young man hurriedly caught it with both hands: "My name is Qiu Ba, and the son can call me Xiaoba." ”

Jiang Ping himself poured a cup of tea: "Xiaoba, I want to find someone, what is your way?"

Qiu Ba replied: "Then it depends on who the son is looking for? Different people have different prices?"

"Oh, what's the rule in here?"

Qiu Ba said with some feelings: "People have high and low, and the price is naturally different, how can a small common person compare with a noble person like Gongzi."

If Childe asks me to find a Jiangyang thief, I can't take a carpenter's money. ”

"That's right. ”

Jiang Ping didn't delve into it, he said directly: "The person I'm looking for is really a carpenter, and I don't know what his name is."

But I know he's a cripple, and he's left-handed. ”

Qiu Ba's heart moved, but he said with a smile on his face:

"I don't know what kind of price Childe is going to offer?"

Jiang Ping replied, "How much do you want?"

"And what about the price?"

Qiu Ba held out five fingers.

"Five...... Ten taels, yes. ”

Jiang Ping took out a silver leaf:

"This is a deposit of five taels, and I will pay you the mantissa after I find someone. ”

Qiu Ba gasped, in fact, he only wanted to say five taels of silver, because he happened to know the person he was looking for, and five taels of silver could be said to be earned for nothing.

Jiang Ping had long known Qiu Ba's psychological price, but he had deliberately increased it tenfold.

Nothing else, rich!

The legitimate reason was that he could see that Qiu Ba in front of him seemed to be very familiar with the person he was looking for, so he didn't even think about it, so he dared to bid directly.

Leaving the impression of a high roller in his mind may have a surprising effect.

If the person in front of him dares to sit on the ground and raise the price, he will also have his own means to rectify it.

Qiu Ba touched the silver leaf in his hand, and bit it again, finally determining that he was not dreaming.

Five taels of silver!

He was timid and didn't dare to fight with others, so he couldn't make a lot of money.

has always been a guide for others, and he earns about three or five taels a month, and he has to pay filial piety to his superiors, otherwise it will not be his turn to work on this street.

Now I actually earned five taels directly!

"Boss, check out!"

Qiu Ba shouted loudly, his face turned red, and he was so excited that he was excited.

"Childe, I know where that person is, you come with me. ”

Qiu Baxiong was in high spirits, as if he saw the remaining forty-five silver beckoning to him.

Jiang Ping nodded calmly.

......

"Lao Qiu, Lao Qiu, someone is looking for you!"

Qiu Ba first put down his rolled up sleeves to cover the green dragon tattoo on his arm, then straightened his hair, showed a sunny smile, and pushed open the gate of the courtyard very familiarly.

As soon as Jiang Ping came in, he saw a large wooden statue in the middle of the courtyard, which was a Buddha statue, but it was only half carved, the left half, and there was no right half, as if someone had cut the Buddha in half with a knife.

"Little bastard, you know there's a home here......!

With a coughing sound, a limping little old man came out of the house.

"The little bastard was also born by you, I am the little bastard, you are the bastard. ”

Qiu Ba replied with a grin.

"Little rabbit, Lao Tzu...... Well, there are still guests?"

The little old man turned and went back to the house.

"Little rabbit, you take the guests into the house, and I'll go to the kettle to make tea. ”

Qiu Ba said to Jiang Ping:

"Childe doesn't know, I usually bring people back, Lao Qiu doesn't have a good face at all, I didn't expect Childe to come, he also took the initiative to make tea, and sure enough, Childe's face is big.

By the way, Childe, is he the one you're looking for?"

Jiang Ping nodded, with some irrepressible joy on his face, and then looked at the ordinary hooligan young man Qiu Ba next to him, and sighed inexplicably in his heart.

The son of Qiu Daoyu, the dignified left-handed magic knife, turned out to be a little rascal, who would dare to believe it?