After staying on the mountain for a long time, I went down the mountain and went to Li Xian on the streets of Qingyang City.

If it weren't for her father's order, she would have been walking down the mountain with this junior brother, and she would have been tired of seeing the streets of Qingtai County, which she would have been very boring.

After a walk, there is actually nothing to visit, nothing more than eating, drinking, walking and seeing, such a thing in Qingyang City in those years, Li Xian has already played to the end, not to mention that the prosperity is far less than Qingtai County in Qingyang City;

The life of Chaotian Sect is very good, you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, you can play in the mountains and rivers freely, although you have been in the cave for a long time to improve your strength, or practice with your senior sister and practice swords, your life is dull, but there is nothing to worry about.

It's just that my senior sister's ability is really worse, and if I continue to practice with her, I won't be able to improve myself.

"Senior brother, don't save it, my father said, business is good this month, and all the money I gave you before going down the mountain was spent. Seeing that this junior brother didn't buy anything, Bai Hongdou, who is also very frugal on weekdays, couldn't help but persuade, and it wasn't every day that Shandong bought and bought west, and finally came down for a trip, and my father and mother wouldn't say anything.

Li Xian smiled helplessly, he was very distressed if he couldn't spend the money, he was really on the mountain, and there was nothing he had to buy. "Look at it again," he could only say.

Passing by a vegetable stall, it seemed that he met an acquaintance, and Bai Hongdou went up to say hello.

The vegetable seller was an old man, dressed in tatters and with a lot of patches on his clothes.

The gray hair hangs down on the forehead, and the face is haggard, and I don't know if it has been a long time without rest.

"Grandpa Mu, business is okay. Bai Hongdou squatted down and said hello.

The old man's shriveled lips moved, and a kind smile rippled on his originally almost static face: "Girl, go shopping." ”

"Yes, accompany my junior brother to go shopping and have fun. Bai Hongdou introduced Li Xian to the old man: "The apprentice that my father accepted not long ago is named Li Xian." ”

The old man tilted his head and glanced at Li Xian, and the deep sunken eye sockets made the dark circles a little more serious: "Okay, good, take in a good apprentice." ”

Li Xianye squatted down and said hello, the old man looked at him a few more times, and continued to wait for the guests to come to buy vegetables.

There are not many vegetables on the ground, they are all cucumbers, eggplants, tomatoes and other seasonal vegetables, and the senior sister Bai Hongdou said that they were all grown by Grandpa Mu himself, and the taste is good.

"Grandpa Mu, what's wrong with the injury on your face? That gang of ruffians came over to ask for money again?" The sharp-eyed white red bean looked very distressed, how old is it, this group of beasts, pigs and dogs are not as good.

How much money can you have from selling vegetables, and you have to support yourself and your grandson, aren't you afraid of five thunderstorms in the sky?

The old man smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, girl, you go shopping, take your junior brother around, and let your junior brother see the customs of our Qingtai County." ”

Bai Hongdou stood up helplessly and said goodbye to the old man.

went away, and was still spitting hard, saying that if he had the strength, he would have to pay the price for those bastards.

The white woman beat her chest chivalously, wishing that she could do chivalrous righteousness by turning herself.

Crowded places have all kinds of dirty things buried in the sun, even in broad daylight.

A group of ruffians entrenched in Qingyang City specially bullied these stall farmers and collected some so-called protection fees.

The government was bribed, and no one cared about the officials, and over time, the power became bigger and bigger, and some of the Zhuang families who were born for this had to endure exploitation.

Originally, there were people on Bai Xiuwu's pork stall who used to collect money, and they were afraid that they would not die, but there was such a person, a butcher who had a white knife in and red knives out all day long, and he stood up to resist with a pig-killing knife and chopped two or three people to death; he was sentenced to prison and lost his head, but he formed a natural barrier in the market where the pork was sold.

The person who collected the money didn't dare to pass it over, for fear that one day he would continue to force out another lifeless, not to mention that his life was gone, and the tens of thousands of family fortunes he had saved and the concubines in the family had become someone else's.

"Grandpa Mu is estimated to have been beaten, hey, damn it, these people who killed a thousand knives. You look at the wounds on your face, you also have wounds on your arms, hey. Bai Hongdou sighed a few times in succession.

There are injustices everywhere in the world, and Li Xian sighed.

On the way back, I met the old man Mu who was selling vegetables and went back, the old man also lived in Qi'er Ling, not far from the direction of Chaotianzong, half an hour away.

Business doesn't seem to be very good, and many dishes are not sold out, so I can only continue to try my luck tomorrow.

"Senior brother, you send Grandpa Mu back, it's not far away, and it will take a while. I'll take these things back to help my mother cook first, and my father will be back soon. ”

Old man Mu refused, and even said no.

At the insistence of Bai Hongdou, he had to do it in the end.

Li Xian carried the basket containing vegetables on his back, and helped the old man along the mountain road to the direction of the old man's home.

The place where the old man lives is a hidden flat area in the mountains of Qierling, a house, which looks quite dilapidated, and there are all kinds of vegetables growing in the farmland next to it, and the trend is very good.

The two puppies were sleeping in the kennel, and at the door of the house stood a young man in his twenties.

The young man's eyes were lonely, as if the whole world owed him money.

The young man glared at the old man: "For this little money, let's drink the northwest wind." ”

The old man placed the basket on the steps, and with a trembling hand gave the young man what little copper money he had, and did not wait for a word of thanks, but questioned him sharply.

The old man glanced timidly at the young man, did not explain, did not say anything.

The grumpy young man lifted up and kicked the old man in the stomach. "What's the use of being alive when you're old and immortal?"

The old man stumbled against the wall, clasped his hands on his chest, and moved again tremblingly.

The old man did not resist or speak, which seemed to increase the anger of the young man and punched and kicked the old man.

The old man curled up and said nothing.

Li Xian, who couldn't stand it, walked over and said, "It will kill people." ”

The young man glanced at Li Xian: "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, I want to ask who you are, is it very rewarding to beat an old man like this?"

The young man rushed directly and shouted angrily: "I want you to take care of it." "A hand is a punch.

Li Xian kicked the young man in the chest, and the young man fell to the ground a meter or two away, coughing, anger mixed with fear, and he didn't dare to say another cruel word.

"Li Xian. The old man, who was struggling to get up, stopped Li Xian: "Child, you go back first, I'm fine." ”

After seeing that the young man didn't dare to do anything more, Li Xian left.

What Li Xian didn't know was that after he left, the young man continued to beat the old man, beating him harder than usual.

Back in Chaotian Sect, Li Xian and Senior Sister talked about it, Bai Hongdou could only sigh, and said, that young man is the grandson of the old man, his own grandson.