There are two flowers, one on each branch.

In boredom, I talked about a few characters who seemed to have a bit of heroic feelings, and then changed my taste and talked about a few peddlers and pawns who were mixed in the market. "Pipe • Xiao Kuang" said: "The business must be in the market." ”

Guangling County in the Western Han Dynasty, aside from the name of talented and beautiful people in the south of the Yangtze River, is also a distribution center for people in the market. Before the Tang Dynasty, the zoning of the city was strict, and it was not easy for entertainment activities to circulate among the people. By the time of the Northern Song Dynasty, entertainment activities broke the barriers of hierarchy and rose in the market, and Vasher came into being.

Whenever night falls, the more generous rich people are accustomed to visiting the theater or teahouse, brewing a pot of good tea, ordering a plate of pastries, and watching, listening, eating, and drinking.

Yun Xiaoxiao obviously does not belong to this kind of rich people, and it is already a good day to be able to mix food and clothing. When a wave of people in Guangling County were preparing for the annual City God Meeting, he had already sneaked into Ningguo Temple to peep, because he was originally a market man, and the shortcut to unearned gains was robbery.

The clouds do not rob, only steal. The reason for not robbing is also very simple: he can't come from a famous family, nor does he take root in a martial arts family or boxing family, his strength is weak, and the probability of being beaten is too great!

But the facts later proved that he was indeed the "rich second generation" and "official second generation" from a famous family, but the dragon whip of "martial arts in the world, only fast and unbreakable" was hand-picked by Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, when he "calmed down Erzhou".

Facts have also proved that for a ruffian like him, who does not know poetry and books, does not understand etiquette and music, and does not follow the rules, among beautiful women, fine wine, and famous swords, he is the only one who is not good at drinking, just because his father is a drunkard, and his resentment against that man does not start with wine.

At this time, Guangling County, as the ancient capital, woke up too early, and the dust of last night had not yet had time to calm down, and the dimness of the morning light had already refracted a weak shimmer.

In the early morning when the wind and sun are beautiful, the monks in the temple have already begun to get busy. The bell of the ancient temple was loud, the big and small disciples were grinding their fists, and the little novices picked up their burdens and stood by the well to draw water, and the green stems on their heads seemed to burst, and finally lifted a bucket of water, and put down the bucket to pick up a load of water. A head poked into the wall, focused on the posture of the morning exerciser, gestured out of thin air, and continued: "It's not interesting!" and jumped off the wall, familiar into the hallway.

On the one hand, they were overwhelmed, but on the other hand, they saw the senior brothers hugging Xiao Nizi and making love, and the big disciples opened their doors to eat and drink spicy food.

A few little novices got together, and in their spare time, they caught a few crickets and had fun, but they were driven into the firewood room by the law enforcement brother. Now that I have taken over the work of chopping wood, cooking, laundry, and carrying water, I am full of grievances, but I can only cry behind my back and scold my mother, lamenting my own happiness. "Quick, quick, senior brother is urging, don't rub it in!" A little novice ran into the firewood room in a panic, took off the roast chicken from the tongs and put it on the plate, and hurriedly ran out, for fear of being punished again.

Suddenly, a stone flew sideways in front of him, hitting the pillars, and in the cold and humid air of the corridor, there was no one around, accompanied by a trace of sobbing, and without warning, it passed by the little novice's ear, and suddenly his back became cold, and the bare skin on his neck could not help but chill and became a little stiff.

Xiao Shami was stunned for a moment, looked at him tremblingly and frightened, "Who?" looked around, still no one was seen, and when he looked down again, he found that the roast chicken that he had specially honored for the senior brother on the plate was gone, and he was in a panic, "Wow!" and heard another scream, and Xiao Shami was so frightened that he ran away.

Yun Xiaoxiao snickered, jumped off the beam, and was about to go back with the roast chicken in his hand, thinking: The little bald head in this small temple is not very brave, and the cooking skills are still sloppy. If you are a guy in the store or something, you can eat and live, but fortunately, you can still have a ten children and eight dollars, it is really a water in your head, and you will suffer in vain in this broken temple. deserves to let his senior brother expel him, and he will get out of this sea of suffering as soon as possible!

On the way, I passed the morning market, the market in the town was not large, maybe it was still early, there were only a few people selling it, and even the people who walked by were not much different from the past. It's like the morning exercise of the ancient temple temple, ten years is like a month, and I can't see anything new, Yun sighed. At this time, a few disheveled men came from the "Baicui Building", and the blue-clothed man led by him was even more eyebrows dancing, with a particularly unfinished virtue. Yun "bah" and scolded in a low voice: "People who can't afford to support their old mother still have money to comfort Lao Yihongyuan, it's really grandma!" suddenly remembered that the last time was gone, he hurriedly lowered his head, quickened his pace, and hurriedly, and kicked a melon peel on the side of the road with one foot.

And the melon skin was so impartial that he almost stepped on the feet of the man in blue, the man had a gloomy face, raised his head, saw the clouds, smiled malicefully, and hinted that the left and right people blocked the intersection and blocked in front of Yun Xiaoxiao. Yun saw that he couldn't get around, so he slowed down his pace, and the man in blue shouted: "I've only seen a weasel giving a chicken a New Year's greeting, and I've never seen a Laipi dog passing through the temple." Everyone followed and said, "The dog and the wolf are close relatives!"

Yun was a little embarrassed, but immediately smiled and said: "The beast greets the beast, no, the four roadblock dogs are just lying in the middle of the road licking their tongues?" After hearing this, the man in blue rolled up his sleeves and scolded: "Little beast, I told you to walk a few days ago, you cheap breed, I don't know what kind of girl has found what kind of man to have a little cheap embryo like you! You dare to shout in front of the masters, hum, what!" Yun learned that he was an orphan since he was a child, and he had never seen his father's appearance, and he didn't care about his parents' affairs, but he knew that he was not good, and he estimated that he couldn't escape being beaten by the group, and he was also brave, and he wanted to "borrow" from the people who did good things in the four fields, so he shouted: "It's okay to say anything disrespectful, and the father and mother who scold people when they break their mouths, which one is not born to their parents?

Who knows, after shouting for a long time, no one in the neighborhood saw that the road was uneven and offered to help, let alone lend a helping hand, Yun Xiaoxiao was in absolute isolation, which was expected and reasonable. He is usually not a kind-hearted person who is willing to help others, he often causes trouble, and he is used to being called a "wild seed". This is also an important reason why he hates his parents later, even if his mother marries a bandit who kills people and sells goods, at least he can protect himself from being bullied at will, and it is even better to be able to bully people in his spare time!

At this time, he did not count on foreign help, so he could only protect himself, and clenched a scimitar hanging from his waist sideways—that was he accidentally discovered yesterday when he was chasing the rat noise from the bottom cabinet of the bed after grinding his teeth. "Uncle Yu, this old man, when did he hide the baby under the bed, are you afraid that I will go to the pawnshop to change the roast duck or chicken wings?

As for what this meniscus knife is, where it comes from, and what it is used for, it has nothing to do with you. I believe that this has little to do with Uncle Yu, a thin and nagging old man, except for daily chopping vegetables and cooking.

The blue-clothed man who took the lead looked at Yun touching the knife, and was even more willing to sneer: "Little cub, if you steal chickens and dogs on weekdays, you will bring this thing to commit crimes? If you are really a thing, use it to come to Uncle and me!" The speaker took off his clothes and pointed to a fat chest. Yun was stunned and took a step back, he was not thin-skinned, and naturally he was not a person who was easily provoked, he had not yet used that scimitar, let alone used it at this time, because he was not stupid, he knew what that meant, and instead of going into the cell to serve the prison head, it was better to be a ruffian outside.

"Yo, little cub don't dare, this knife is also your deaf ear - a façade dresser, haha!" The man in blue was even more rampant, laughing so that the flesh on his face trembled, "If you really don't dare, then well, you don't want to make things difficult for you cheap bones." Come, you will drill under the crotch of the master, and the master will reward you with a bowl of broth to drink!" After speaking, he stretched out his legs and pointed to the crotch, and then the four of them laughed loudly.

Yun Xiaoxiao knows how to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages, there are four people at the moment, and he can only be beaten even more if he is reckless, the best way is to take the opportunity to slip away, so he nodded with a smile. When he bent down, he turned his pace and prepared to walk quickly, but unexpectedly, the people seemed to have calculated his plan, and the people on the left and right jumped over in a few big strides, robbing his back road, and the others outflanked him, surrounded the clouds, and put him in an embarrassment.

The four of them grinned, clenched their fists, and grinned towards the clouds. Yun used the fist technique of peeping in the Shaolin Temple for a long time to take the sheep in a random manner, and happened to counterattack impartially on the Yangbai pussy of a man in blue, the man jumped up with a wail, and shouted loudly: "Hit, give me a beating! This ** raising, damn!" The other three were even more crazy, holding down Yun and beating violently. The man in blue also pounced, and in an instant, his fists fell like raindrops, and the clouds met the right side, saying that two fists were hard to beat four hands, not to mention that there were eight hands of four people, he was in unbearable pain, struggling for power, struggling to get up, subconsciously pulling out a scimitar, and rushing to one side to prepare to kill an escape route.

The man in blue stepped forward and grabbed him, swung his fist and smashed it into Yun's face, Yun shouted, stabbed at the man in blue, pushed him away again, and broke free and ran out of the encirclement.

But he didn't go far, he heard a scream from behind, and one person shouted: "Li Lao Er is gone!" When Yun turned around, the three children had already run away, leaving only one person lying straight on the ground, a red liquid soaked out of his chest, and the blue on his body instantly made people feel particularly dazzling. Yun spread out his hand, only to find that it was full of blood, and the scimitar fell, accompanied by the sound of blood dripping. Suddenly, all the people in the market seemed to put down their work, opened their mouths wide, and looked at him intently. They were used to petty fights in the market, and today, this morning, they finally looked forward to an even more surprising scene. Unfortunately, no one could see exactly how the scimitar had pierced the ruffian's chest, and no one could even explain whose hand it had appeared in the previous moment. Some of them began to complain, but from the very beginning, they should not have been concerned with hawking, haggling, counting money, and touching bags. But it didn't matter anymore, the important thing was that now they saw a man, holding a bloody scimitar, standing not far from a corpse trembling slightly.

Obviously, Yun's gaze was a little glazed, and his mind was blank, but he quickly came back to his senses, "Scimitar," he muttered, leaning down to pick it up, and finally thought of what he had to do: "Run!"