Volume 1: Painting Blood Romance Volume 1 [Painting Blood] 014: God Operator Cast He Songnian

Let's say that the fortune teller, after escaping from the hands of Xian'er. Day and night, I ran to a place called Mt. Qijia. It's a hill surrounded by miasma.

The mother-in-law came to the bottom of the mountain and shouted, "I want to see the owner of Hezhuang...... Please take me in......"

In a few moments, she was led through the miasma forest to a manor in the col.

Entering the hall, there was an old man sitting in the right place: long knife eyebrows, goat's whiskers, loach eyes, gorgeously dressed, and extraordinary. The guest seat was none other than the owner of the Leaning Moon Cave - Huang Liang.

The owner of He Zhuang closed his eyes slightly, and Sen Ran asked, "Who are you?"

The old woman knelt down and replied respectfully: "The old body is Wu Hanmei, the operator of Chengnan Lake." I have heard the prestige of the owner of the village for a long time, and I came to meet him. ”

"Oh, Mrs. Wu, you and I don't know each other, why do you want to meet me? Get up and talk. The owner of He Zhuang said to the servant behind him, "Give her a seat!"

Wu Hanmei got up and pounced on the Mai on her body with her hand: "Thank you, Master He!"

"Tell me, why did you come so boldly to find me?"

"Oh, hehe. The old body knows where the descendants of Jero you are looking for......"

As soon as the owner heard the word 'Hierro', he immediately got up: "Huh? Do you know where the remnants of Hierro are? Why don't you tell me about it?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you that you can, but the old man has a reluctant request, and I ask the owner of the village to make the decision for me!"

The owner of He Zhuang wisped his beard and thought for a while: "Oh?

Wu Hanmei saw that the owner of He Zhuang asked like this, as if she had seen a turn for the better. So he said happily: "The day before yesterday, I saw that they had a 'colorful coral grouper' in their hands, and the old man just wanted to ask the owner of the village to help me take this fish!"

Before the owner of He Zhuang could make a sound, Huang Liang next to him heard the 'colorful coral grouper', and 'Teng' plucked his cheeks, and asked coldly with a fierce look in his eyes: "Old woman, is the person you are talking about holding the fish a little girl in red clothes about twenty or so?"

The old woman had never seen Huang Liang, so in front of the owner of He Zhuang, she replied bluntly: "Exactly!"

Huang Liang turned his head and said to the owner of He Zhuang: "Brother He? That fish was originally a thing of the spring in my Leaning Moon Cave, and this old lady is right! It was this girl in red who broke into my cave mansion, stole my fish, and killed my subordinates that I told you! And it was Fan Shili, the Nanxing Daoist who injured me. They are in the same group as Fan Lao Thief. ”

The owner of He Zhuang left his seat, turned around and put one hand behind his back, closed his eyes and thought for a while: "Mrs. Wu, how do you know that I am looking for the descendants of Yero, and why do you think I will help you catch fish?"

Wu Hanmei smiled, stood up and walked two steps closer on crutches and said: "Master He Zhuang is really a noble person who forgets things, I am the 'God Operator' Wu Hanmei!"

The owner of He Zhuang hesitated for a moment, his slightly closed eyelids trembled a few times, as if he was thinking about something: "Okay! Since you have come to beg me sincerely." I can promise to give you the fish, but I have one condition!"

"What conditions, as long as the old body can do it!" asked Mrs. Wu anxiously.

The owner of He Zhuang smiled slightly, turned around and walked to Mrs. Wu, and reached out to take out a pill: "Eat it!"

"What is this?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, this is the 'Five Poisons Pill'. But don't worry, I just want you to do things for me, and I'll give you the antidote sooner or later. As long as you are willing to take this 'Five Poisons Life Pill', you will be a member of my Heyuan Villa from now on." Since they are all their own family, such a trivial matter as catching fish is naturally not a problem. If you don't eat it, don't say it's fish, or just leave here, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it!"

Mrs. Wu thought about it, and she had no choice. Defecting to the owner of He Zhuang, not to mention being able to settle down, you can also get fish. Let me help him do things, which means that I still have use value, and my life will not be in danger for the time being. So he took the pill and swallowed it.

Huang Liang was eager for revenge, and when he learned the whereabouts of Wen Xiao and the others, he couldn't help it: "Old woman, you also took the medicine, now tell me where they are, take us immediately!"

"Alas~! Brother Huang is not in a hurry. The owner of He Zhuang raised his right arm and stopped Huang Liang: "It's not too late to deal with the two little Nizi, tomorrow." ”

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At this time, Wu Zhe was taking Fang Qiaolian's mother and daughter all the way to the Deer Park in Cangnan, Shancangnan, Yunnan. (There will be some bumps in the road that I will explain in the following chapters.) οΌ‰

A few days of running around made the three of them dusty. Although Wu Zhe cares for Qiaolian's mother and daughter very much, the old and the young are still quite tired.

Along the way, there is no ability to make Wen Xiao's paintings come true. The daily consumption of the inn and the expenses for tea and rice have gradually made the bag shy, and the entanglement is about to be exhausted.

Originally, I wanted to buy a carriage to speed up the journey and alleviate the pain of my trek. But after checking the money bag, I still dispelled the idea of luxury.

If you don't have a family, you don't know the price of firewood and rice, and if you don't raise children, you don't know your parents' kindness. When he was in his hometown, Wu Zhe never understood why his mother remarried, and he would rather bear domestic violence with his children on his back, but he had to raise his smiling face and bow his head to be a man. It turned out to be all for the sake of 'livelihood'.

Once upon a time, his mother, who had always been considered cowardly, looked back at it now, but it was like a towering mountain, supporting him and his sister through a complete childhood with their perseverance.

After leaving his hometown, Wen Xiao has been by his side to take care of him. I have never been worried about not having enough to eat and not being able to make ends meet.

Now with an old man and a young man, even though he has a good heart, he has taken on his responsibilities as a young man. However, due to financial constraints, he had to learn to 'calculate'. While understanding the importance of Wen Xiao, I also understood what 'days' were.

What he didn't expect was that the road to Yunnan Mountain was so long. Before he was halfway there, he spent all the silver on his body. At this moment, he was only depressed by himself. was afraid of causing distress to Aunt Fang, so he led an old man and a young man to walk in the market carelessly......

"Mother?β€”β€” I want that windmill. Frost pointed to the vendors selling windmills in the bazaar, shouting willfully in a world where there was no concept of money.

"Frost, we're on our way, we're going to meet robbers with windmills on the way. When the robbers see you have a beautiful windmill in your hand, they will come and snatch it. It's like those fierce bad guys we met the day before yesterday...... "Fang Qiaolian used the usual tricks to deal with children, and pretended to coax ......

And these obviously touched Wu Zhe's nerves. He walked over to the vendor and exchanged his only two taels of silver for the windmill that Frost had always dreamed of. With the last generosity, the little girl's material desires were appeased.

Shuang'er happily fiddled with her beloved plaything, while Wu Zhe saw a notice posted on the base of the wall through the windmill display. There were a few lines of incomprehensible text symbols written on white paper and black ink, but there were three words he knew: two hundred taels ......

"Aunt Fang, do you know how to read?"

"Well, when I was a child, my mother's family was wealthy, and my father once invited my husband to come to my house to teach for a few days. Although it is not as good as the writing of the text, but the simple words are still known. What's the matter? Why do you ask this?" replied Fang Qiaolian very modestly.

"That's great! As long as you're stronger than me, it's enough! Aunt Fang, can you help me look at the notice on the wall behind the vendor, what does it mean?"

Fang Qiaolian stepped forward, looked at it and read:

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"Recruitment"

Qin'an City

Fu'an Dart Bureau, recruiting talents, appointing people on the basis of merit.

Regardless of background, regardless of qualifications, the monthly salary is high.

Sincere people of insight are invited to come to the martial arts examination.

Once hired, two hundred taels of silver will be offered to settle down.

Voters please go to the Fu'an Dart Bureau in the west of Qin'an City.

It is hereby announced and widely announced.

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Wu Zhe heard that there were two hundred taels of silver to take, which was enough to solve the current urgent need. It's really that there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the daughter will come back after being scattered!

Since I didn't want the three of them to sleep on the streets, I had to give it a try. Now he can't control so much. had to make the decision to temporarily defect to the dart board.

So he took Fang Qiaolian's mother and daughter into the gate of the Fu'an Dart Bureau.

It's better to come than to come by chance, the moment you enter the door, you are in the courtyard of the dart game, and a group of people are watching the two shirtless men in the ring......

What surprised the trio even more was the 'power of money.' I didn't expect that the two hundred taels of silver, which was not too much or too little, would provoke so many people to come and fight for it.

(Good!)

(Well played...... οΌ‰

(It's really hard to pull out the mountains and cover the world!)

With a boiling in the ring, a strong man in the ring fell and collapsed, while the other raised his hands and raised his arms and shouted: "Who else? Who else is not afraid of death, come up and fight me?"

"The victory and defeat have been divided, which other hero Shenwu ?...... Ahem...... Compete on stage?...... Cough cough cough ......"

On the spectator seat of the Fu'an Dart Bureau, an old man with ink beard controlled the progress in the ring, and the sound of coughing repeatedly revealed his physical condition......

And beside him sat an elegant young man and a beautiful woman on the left and on the right. The elegant young man in the white robe is calm, and the beautiful woman is holding a fan in her hand and fanning it leisurely.

The two maids in the back were expressionless and shaped like carvings.

"I'll meet you!"

"Who's coming?," the defending man asked, asking the name of the challenger.

"You want to know my name? I'm afraid you won't have a chance to know!" said and made a set of serial knife gestures.

"Don't be ashamed!" the defender shouted, rushing forward with his palms together and his fingers interlocked. The fists formed by both hands hammered down the challenger's head like a hammer.

Everyone sweated for the bare-handed one-handed defender.

'Ding β€”β€”' a crisp sound, it turned out that he was wearing the stunt 'Iron Cloth Shirt'. This iron fist collided with the gold weapon, and it was unscathed.

So the two showed their strengths, and they started a contest in the ring.

The challenger, knowing that he was underestimating his opponent, seized the opportunity and waved his hand, and a burst of white powder spilled and captivated his opponent's eyes.

The defender's eyes were hot, and he knelt in the ring with a scream of 'Ahβ€”β€”': "You guy, you actually used three indiscriminate tricks to plot against me! See if I don't break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Angry, he was already in blood and tears at this time, and the defender who couldn't see the target could only continue the battle with his mouth......

"Hahaha, this is a soldier who is not tired of deceit! Suffer death!" the challenger inhumanely brandished a butcher's knife, trying to control the opponent to death.

'Stopβ€”β€”,' the old man with the ink beard called out to him, "This hero, please...... Ahem...... Stop in the ring, this is a place for meritocracy, not a slaughterhouse!"

And the challenger raised his knife and shouted to the spectators: "In this case, the victory and defeat have been decided." Can I get two hundred taels of silver?"