The man of this ferry boat is strange in his heart, but his hands are not slow, he holds the boat very fast, and it is clear that he has a little kung fu, and there are many stops and passengers on the way.

A monk in the middle took out three cents first, and because he was too lazy to hand it over to the man, he put his hand on the deck and greeted the man, "My money is here." ”

The man ignored it and glanced at the monk. I saw that the monk was about 50 years old, wearing a shabby monk's robe that had faded in color, with a few places showing flesh, barefoot, stepping on two broken shoes of different colors, as if picked up from a pile of ashes, stained with dirt and dust.

Holding a small wooden box more than a foot long, although he couldn't tell what was in the box, no matter who saw it, according to the situation on the monk's body, he could conclude that there was nothing valuable in the box. But the monk took the wooden box very seriously, and sat on the side of the boat, resting the wooden box on his knees, holding it firmly with both hands, as if he was afraid that it would be taken away by the people on the same boat.

The people on the same boat felt strange, and they all looked at him with two black eyes, but he didn't look back, just looked at Jiang Wenlun with a smile on his face. Later, when he saw that the people who had just boarded the boat together took out the money again and handed it to the man, he made a surprised look and asked the man, "Do you have to give money twice for taking the ferry?"

The man rolled his eyes upwards and replied coldly: "I have eaten, I am worried that I have nothing to do, do you come to play on the ferry? ”

The monk smiled and said, "Are you serious? The rivers in my hometown are all crossed, and there are also things about giving people money. I've been doing it for most of the day, and I haven't gotten anything to import, and I'm so hungry that I can't support it. If you are really willing to do good deeds and give me dozens of dollars, then you will really save people's lives and win the seventh-level floating slaughter. ”

Before the monk finished speaking, the man coldly spat at the monk's face, and then snorted sharply: "You have your big dream of the Spring and Autumn Festival, are you pretending to be confused, do you want to cross the river with money? ”

When the monk heard this, he quickly wiped the saliva from his face, and said as if he was in a hurry: "Oh! Are you joking with me? Now that you regret not giving it to me, that's it. Why do you scold me like this, and spit on me, what are you doing?"

The man kept his eyes open, thrust the penny in his hand into the river from the back end, and nailed the ferry. Furious, he jumped into the boat, and was about to reach out and pull the monk's clothes.

Jiang Wenlun couldn't take a look, so he quickly stood up, covered the monk and said to the man: "You don't need to embarrass him, I'll give you money to cross the river instead of him." The man casually pushed Jiang Wenlun to the side and scolded: "You still have cradle grass on your back, you still have milk stinky in your mouth, you don't have two hairs on your mouth, and you don't lift half a catty of oil in your hands, so you want to be nosy?"

After the man on the ferry pushed Jiang Wenlun aside, he grabbed the monk's clothes and said sharply, "And you, a stinky monk, dare to cross the river with money when you get on Lao Tzu's boat?" Cursed like this,

The monk's shabby robe was tightened with both hands, and he pulled it a few times, and asked, "Why don't you take out the money quickly?" Dare to say half a word, and knock you off the boat with an old fist?? The monk was dragged off the boat with his feet and said with a bitter face: "I really don't have any money on me, what should I take out?"

The man shouted: "Since you don't have a penny on you, why do you dare to jump on Lao Tzu's ferry?" The monk hugged the wooden box tightly with both hands and said, "Didn't you just give you money, if you want it again, someone will pay for me, why don't you?"

The man shook his head and said: "There is no such cheap thing in the world, you old thing has no money, you dare to jump on our ferry, if you don't punish you heavily, I won't be able to drive this ferry in the future." As he spoke, he raised his right hand and was about to hit the monk's head.

Seeing that the monk was guarding the wooden box with both hands, as if it was very important, he immediately stopped his hands and came to seize the wooden box. When the monk saw that the man was about to grab the wooden box, his hands hugged even tighter, and the two twisted together. The people in the same boat were like some fearful of the man's ferocity, not only did no one dare to help the monk, but they didn't even say a word of justice.

Jiang Wenlun really didn't care about it, so he immediately took out a piece of silver weighing about one or two from his side, sent it to the man's eyes and said:

"You just asked him for money to cross the river, but he didn't, and I paid for him, and you didn't follow. So now I will give you this piece of silver for him, which is enough for one or two, not to mention the mere ferry money, even if it is more than enough to buy your ferry, don't you still rely on it?"

The man looked at this large piece of silver, and couldn't help but let go of the monk, took the silver in his hand, checked it a few times, and took a closer look at the color, before nodding his head, putting it in his arms, and constantly looking at Jiang Wenlun, Jiang Wenlun turned his head, seemed to be quite disgusted, and ignored it.

The man returned to the tip of the boat, passed by Jiang Wenlun, deliberately stepped on the deck, took advantage of the situation to tilt his body towards Jiang Wenlun, and touched Jiang Wenlun's burden with one hand. There were still dozens of taels of silver in the baggage, and he felt that he had some weight, and then he hurriedly changed his smiling face, and said to Jiang Wenlun: "I'm sorry little Xianggong, I didn't hurt anything, right?"

Although Jiang Wenlun has no experience in the rivers and lakes, he is shrewd and knows that he has bad intentions at this touch, but Jiang Wenlun looks at his weak body, but he has practiced martial arts in the Qingxu Concept, but he is not the powerless master in Shangyong City.

After thinking about it in his heart, Jiang Wenlun also shook his head with a smile and replied: "As long as you don't touch my burden into the river, it doesn't matter if you touch me." The man went to the tip of the boat and pulled up the penny, propped the boat away, and teased Jiang Wenlun and said: "I don't hear you speak with a local accent, you are young, carrying the burden alone, where are you going?" Jiang Wenlun replied casually: "The place I'm going to is far away. The man smiled: "Don't invite a few companions, and go out alone, aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Wenlun didn't bother to answer, and seeing that he was about to close the shore to the next dock, he immediately stood up and tightened the knot of his burden. The man looked hesitant on his face, and pointed to the left, and turned the boat back. Seeing this, the people on the boat felt that they were not good, and shouted in a gossipy: "Why don't you close to the shore and reverse to the left?"

The man replied viciously: "Lao Tzu has driven a lifetime of crossing."

Boat, I'm afraid I don't know how to close the shore, do you want to have a lot of trouble?" As he spoke, he pressed the tip of the boat against the bank of the river, held the penny in both hands, hooked the stake on the shore, and turned back to the man who was on the boat, and shouted: "The bow of the boat is broken, and it cannot be docked, so you can quickly hit the tip of the boat." ”

The tip of the ship was stilted up to the sky, four or five feet high, and it was leaning against the bottom of a slope, and it felt even higher from the shore. The people on the boat were all afraid, and they didn't dare to disobey the man's words, so they had to jump off the tips of the boat one by one. There are also those who have jumped down and can't get up for a long time.

Although the river is small, the river is very urgent, when it was Jiang Wenlun's turn to jump down, the man grabbed Jiang Wenlun's burden, lifted it up, Jiang Wenlun's body fell, and the burden came out of his neck and into the man's hands. As soon as the penny hooked to the stake was loosened, the ferry boat was pushed by the river and ran down the river.

Although Jiang Wenlun held his breath and condensed, but after all, he had no experience, so he was so angry, he stomped on the ground with his feet, and the whole person rose in the air, and slapped the man's chest, saying that it was also strange that Jiang Wenlun made this move, and the man who seemed to know a little martial arts was fighting with the river heart, and even the burden fell into the water. There were only two bubbles on the surface of the water, and they died.

The people who crossed the river in the same boat all stood on the shore and watched, and they all cast fearful glances at Jiang Wenlun. Who knew that Jiang Wenlun was even more suspicious in his heart, and a trace of confusion appeared on his face, although the man on this ferry boat was hateful, but the crime was not to death, Jiang Wenlun slapped the other party, but he just wanted to teach the other party a lesson, and did not think about asking for the other party's life.

However, under this palm, the other party died in vain, and a life ended in his own hands, Jiang Wenlun read poetry and books, and it was a little difficult to accept it for a while. Of course, this seems strange, but in fact, it is very reasonable, Jiang Wenlun is now a martial artist at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and he can basically go sideways.

And the martial artists of the innate realm are already considered small masters in this river and lake, and they naturally won't come here to take the ferry if they have nothing to do, ordinary people in the rivers and lakes have reached the top when they reach Jiang Wenlun's realm, the man of this ferry seems to be vicious, and he will have a few fists and feet, but how can there be any profound martial arts realm? Jiang Wenlun struck this angry blow, and unconsciously used all his strength, how can the man of this ferry be immortal?

Of course, this can't be blamed on Jiang Wenlun for not knowing the severity, although Jiang Wenlun has been practicing martial arts for a while, but the people around him are all great masters, in the pure void, the master's generation does not need to say much, the same brother martial arts is also a top strong, and the "Xu Yao" who started together is even stronger than a human form, there is no edge, Jiang Wenlun has been at the bottom for a long time, and over time he naturally looks down on himself.

When he arrived at the Gan family, the situation became even worse, he had practiced martial arts for so long, and he even felt laborious to pick up his mother's double knives, Jiang Wenlun was optimistic by nature, and he couldn't help but be a little discouraged and look down on himself.

In addition, Jiang Wenlun practiced martial arts, but rarely used people, this move, just like the previous sparring with Xu Yao, unconsciously used all his strength, when he sparred with Xu Yao before, even if he used all his strength, Xu Yao only needed to move a finger, Jiang Wenlun had to lie down, but now Jiang Wenlun punched out, he had already asked for the life of the ferry man, this drink and peck, but it was a coincidence.