After Qiu Daoyu began to recover.

Jiang Ping said goodbye to the coachman Gengzhi, moved out of his home, and lived in Qiu's house.

There was a grandmaster who lived in the next room, and he didn't have nightmares when he slept.

And the Geng family's side.

When Jiang Ping left, Geng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Geng Zhi was quite reluctant, holding Jiang Ping's little hand, and kept chattering that she wanted to keep him for a few more days.

Don't get me wrong, for Mrs. Geng Zhi, although Jiang Ping is handsome, it is not her dish.

On the contrary, she prefers an old coachman like her Geng Zhi, an old scalper, with good driving skills, enough experience, and can serve people.

She just missed Jiang Ping's generous hand, and in just a few days, the silver Jiang Ping gave her was worth two months' wages for her family.

On the contrary, it was the daughter of the Geng Zhi family, the girl who was more shy and easy to fall into fantasies, when Jiang Ping left, her eyes were extremely sad, as if Jiang Ping was some kind of negative person, and she could see that Jiang Ping was in a cold sweat behind her back.

Sometimes, a woman's eyes are more powerful than the most powerful martial arts in the world.

Jiang Ping silently thought of Ami Tofu in his heart, and immediately stabilized, definitely not because the girl was not beautiful enough.

The second day after staying at Qiu's house.

On this day, the sky was clear and the light was abundant.

Jiang Ping and Qiu Daoyu were playing chess in the yard, and on their heads was an old tree that had grown for forty years, with lush branches and leaves, and good companions for shade and coolness.

"Wowhaha, old Qiu, I'm sorry, I won. ”

Jiang Ping made a decision, formed a three-three game, and laid the victory at once.

By the way, they played backgammon.

Qiu Daoyu was also from a wealthy background back then, not to mention proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he also dabbled in it.

Playing chess, Qiu Daoyu is even better.

Jiang Ping played two games with him, and then he, an amateur scum who lost nine dans, was immediately abused and had no skin, so he was angry and decisive to sacrifice the big killer of backgammon.

Back then, when he was a five-in-a-row chess game, Master Jiang always had only two choices: harmony and victory.

In the face of Jiang Ping's lore chess, Qiu Daoyu smiled mysteriously and silently pressed a son.

"Hehe, dying throes!"

At this moment, Qiu Daoyu has already become the fourth son, and he is only one step away from winning.

But Jiang Ping was not in a hurry, and directly blocked Qiu Daoyu's fifth son.

Qiu Daoyu sent a fourth son, and Jiang Ping blocked it again.

Again, again......

Syllable!

Jiang Ping, who was holding the sunspot, had slightly loose fingers in his right hand, and the chess pieces fell off the chessboard, looking painful:

"How so?!"

I saw that on the chessboard, Qiu Daoyu was in the process of constantly surviving, and unconsciously formed a five-son chain.

"Puff ......"

Jiang Ping took a large sip of water and sprayed it into the air as if he were piercing his intestines.

"Both Shengyu and He Shengliang?"

"I ...... I'm not reconciled!"

His head hung limply and slammed against the chessboard.

Boom.

Jiang Ping touched his head and jumped up.

"Shhh...... It hurts, it hurts. ”

"Haha......"

Looking at Jiang Ping, who was having a drama attack, Qiu Daoyu laughed, and his eyes were quite close.

Regardless of whether he is deliberately acting for him or not, this kind of performance of treating him as his own person still makes people feel quite comfortable.

"Don't play, don't play. ”

Jiang Ping said trickly:

"Today, my master Jiang has a bad hand, and he lost two games, so we will fight again on another day. ”

But in my heart, I made up my mind that I would never humiliate myself again.

As he spoke, he swept the chess pieces and suddenly asked:

"Lao Qiu, have you ever heard of the ghost market?"

"Huh?"

Qiu Daoyu nodded and said:

"The ghost market is the black market, three religions and nine streams, all mixed in it, not only stolen goods, but also funeral goods, contraband, the most complicated.

Back then, I was also a frequent visitor to ghost markets everywhere, so why was my son interested in ghost markets?"

Jiang Ping nodded: "That's right, I want to know where the ghost market in Shuoyang is and when it will open?" I want you to accompany me on a trip." ”

Qiu Daoyu shook his head: "I don't know this, although I have lived in Shuoyang for so many years, but I have been incognito all these years, I don't ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and I don't dare to ask."

It's the bastard boy in my family, although he is timid and afraid, but he can also be regarded as a broad and well-informed person, if the son wants the news of the ghost market.

When he returned, Childe would have to ask. ”

"What Childe wants me to do, is to go to the ghost market?"

"I want you to do something else......"

Jiang Ping was about to say when there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Knock knock knock!!

"Uncle Qiu, Uncle Qiu!"

Qiu Daoyu waved his sleeves, and the door opened automatically, and a young man stood at the door who kept knocking on the door.

Similar to Qiu Ba's dress, he also rolled up his sleeves, exposed his arms, with the head of a white tiger tattooed on his arms, and a headscarf on his forehead, dressed like a ranger.

In fact, it is a standard gangster who has never been out of the city gate for half a step.

"Hmm, who are you? Uncle Qiu?"

"What are you looking for Lao Qiu?"

Gangster youth urgently:

"It's Hachi, Hachi has an accident!"

Sa!

As soon as the gangster young man saw a flower, there was one more person.

"What's wrong with Hachi?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm his father. ”

"Uncle Qiu?"

"Don't talk nonsense, talk about it!"

"Oh oh oh, that's ......"

The gangster young man felt that with the frown of the eldest brother in front of him, the air seemed to be squeezed together, and it was more powerful than the gang leader he had ever seen.

How dare he talk nonsense, and hurry up to say something urgent.

In order to save Xiaojuan, the girl next door, Qiu Ba had a conflict with the Du family in the south of the city.

And the Du family is a relative of the second gang leader of the Evil Wolf Gang, so they didn't give Qiu Ba face at all, and directly framed Qiu Ba as an adulterer who seduced his wife, and grabbed him to dip in the pig cage.

The story is actually very complicated, but it can also be simply summarized as a romantic story of a hero saving beauty, because of the lack of strength, it has become a tragedy in which the bear and the beauty suffer together.

"Where are they?"

"Still ...... at Tonlok Street"

Sa!

The figure disappeared again.

The gangster young man's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and what he saw just now was a human or a ghost.

Jiang Ping stood behind him, clasped his hands, and looked at Qiu Daoyu in the distance with great interest.

This old father, who has been abolished for more than 20 years, can't wait to show his fatherly power at the moment.

As for Qiu Ba, he is not worried.

As long as the person is not dead and Qiu Daoyu is out of the horse, then it will be fine.

Otherwise, he would have worked hard to win over such a big master, and it would be too much of a slap in the face.

"Where's Tonle Street?"

"Huh?"

"Take me there. ”

Jiang Ping pouted.

"Good ......"

The gangster youth nodded, and quickly shook his head again.

“...... Are you human or ghost?"

Click, click!

Jiang Ping picked up a chess piece, and with a slight grinding of his fingers, he turned the chess piece into a ball of powder, landed on the palm of his hand, and blew it again, fascinating the face of the gangster youth.

"What do you say?"

"Hero's life!"

The gangster young man howled extremely miserably, and then immediately turned around, hunched his waist, and led the way in front, his movements were so skillful that it was distressing:

"Hero, please come with me. ”