Li Ye painted a pair of ink landscape paintings on the folding fan in his hand, antique and far-reaching, with four words inscribed in the upper right corner: a river and mountain.

Today, Li Ye is wearing a scholar's white robe, without any bells and whistles, when he gently shakes the folding fan, he is smiling, his eyebrows and eyes are peaceful, and his demeanor is very chic.

It was only soon that his smile disappeared, his eyes drooped, and his face, which was still like a sunny day, was covered with a thick cloud.

On the bank of the river a hundred paces away in the left front, there are several fishing boats, and it is now the afternoon, when the fishermen are eating, and on a fishing boat that is so old that it is used as a tattered bamboo mat as a cabin roof, an old man who is more than half a hundred years old, and a young girl in the prime of her life, are cooking fish on the stove in the bow of the boat.

The old man had gray hair, fluffy and sparse, his face was like a hill, so thin that only skin and bones remained, his eyes were sunken, and his skin was extremely dark and rough due to the perennial wind and sun.

The cardamom girl had a small nose, small eyes, and a small face, extremely thin, her hair was tied behind her head with strips of cloth at will, and she shone an unhealthy yellow luster in the sun, she squatted in front of the fire, fanned the fire with a tattered fan, and from time to time was choked by the smoke and dust, and turned her head and blinked her eyes, but she still raised her smiling face, and from time to time followed the old man who leaned in front of the cabin, and smoked dry tobacco with a sad face, and said a few words.

This is a pair of poor young and old, their life is simple and boring, they have to do their best to eat two meals a day, whether they can fill their stomachs, many times depends on luck.

Li Ye was looking at the old and young, and the reason why his face suddenly sank was because a group of big men in soapy clothes, carrying sticks, rushed onto the small fishing boat, and said every few words to the old and young who bowed their heads and bent down to laugh with them, and then scolded loudly, one kicked the old man in the chest, and poured his kicked four feet into the sky on the boat, one grabbed the girl's hair, and dragged her down the boat despite the girl's crying and struggle.

Although Li Ye was far away from them, his cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation allowed him to easily hear the other party's conversation.

The soap-clothed man rushed onto the boat, and asked the old man who bowed his head and bent over: "When will I pay this month's share money?"

The old man's voice was old and frightened, and his hands trembled: "Lord Wu, our ancestors and grandchildren really have no money, please Lord Wu for another two days, we will have two dried fish, both of them will be given to Lord Wu, please Lord Wu"

"Fuck off, who wants your stinky dried fish with dirty hands!" the man kicked the old man in the chest.

"Grandfather!" The cardamom girl hurriedly went to help, but was grabbed by a big man in soap, and he said with a hideous face: "Old immortal dog, I know that you can't afford to pay money, your granddaughter has beautiful eyebrows, and she can sell it for a few dollars if she sends it to the kiln!"

Li Ye heard the title of "Lord Wu", so he took the folding fan, the title of "Adult" is not used much in this era, let alone used to call officials, only people with extremely noble status, such as the Three Princes and Nine Qings, have the qualifications to be called "Adult", the man who can wear soap clothes is not high in status, the old man calls him so, it can be seen how afraid of the soapy man is.

Stepping on the side of the boat on his toes, Li Ye swept out like a wild goose, and arrived at the fishing boat in an instant, at this time, the leading man in soap clothes, who was about to fall to the old man who fell to the ground on his back, stepped on the second foot, and grabbed the girl's hair, and was about to get off the boat.

Li Ye's face sank like water, and his eyes were even colder, whether it was before or after the crossing, he hated bullying the weak and bullying the poor old man to the core.

Stretched out his palm and pushed forward, beating the old man's soapy man, he screamed and flew out for more than ten feet, fell into the grass and did not move, grabbed the five fingers empty, and the man who was pulling the girl's hair was forced to raise his head, his face rose red and purple, and his feet rose from the ground, and he could no longer catch the girl.

"Who are you? You actually care about the Wu family's affairs, how many lives do you have? Why don't you let it go?!"

"You're fucking messing with people you can't afford to provoke, you're doing your own evil, you can't live!"

Several other men, seeing this scene, were shocked and angry, shouted at Li Ye one after another, and rushed up with sticks.

"Wu family?" Li Ye sneered, waved his sleeve with his left hand, and the men who rushed up all flew out upside down, and the people vomited blood in mid-air, slammed down on the riverbank, and couldn't get up again, and the people who could barely raise their heads looked at Li Ye's eyes full of horror.

grabbed his right hand back, brought back the man who bullied the girl, and threw it at his feet, Li Ye kicked up, stepped on his face, and stepped half of his face into the bow plank, in the other party's screams, Li Ye asked coldly: "Qizhou Wu family?"

"Yes, yes, Qizhou only recognizes one Wu family hero to spare his life!" the man struggled with his limbs.

"Rubbish!" Li Ye kicked the man away, and he flicked his limbs in mid-air and fell into the river with a pop.

The girl's face was covered with tears, her bright eyes were full of fear, she didn't care about wiping her tears, she went to help the old man up, the two knelt in front of Li Ye together, and kowtowed to Li Ye: "Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor!"

Li Ye hurriedly helped the two up, the old man had almost no flesh and only a dry face, panicked, old tears, right in front of him, Li Ye saw this face, his heart was like being grabbed, uncomfortable and indescribable, speechless for a while.

"Engong, let's go! If you provoke the people of the Wu family, they will definitely retaliate. This dock is full of their people, and there are many amazing magicians, you won't be able to leave if it's late!" the old man eagerly persuaded Li Ye.

Li Ye took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked the old man in a deep voice: "Those people are collecting taxes from you?"

"Alas, we have already paid the taxes, and it is the Wu family that has set up another name to collect more money than the tax money. People up and down this dock have to be paid, and I don't know how many people have been forced to ruin their families over the years, and those who can't afford to pay money, the men have been arrested and taken into slavery, and the women have been sold to be prostitutes, we just happen to be seen by heroes!"

The old man wiped a handful of tears, and hurriedly persuaded Li Ye: "Hero, let's go, you can't control this matter, I heard that the whole Qizhou is like this!

"What should you do if I'm gone?" Li Ye glanced at the girl, she was still frightened at the moment, her thin shoulders kept shaking, probably because she could predict her situation, Li Ye saw her hands, even if she couldn't eat enough at a young age, her palms were calloused, and she didn't know how much heavy work she had done, he asked the old man: "Where are the people of the Wu family at the dock?"

The old man raised his hand and pointed to the dock: "Did the hero see the tallest building? That is where the Wu family manages the wharf, and the yamen of the government is not so high, alas, the hero asks what is this doing, let's go quickly!"

"The reason why the world is chaotic is that these people can't escape the blame! They can't live for their own evils? That's right, it's time for them to pay the price!" Li Ye beckoned, and asked Liu Zhiyan and the others, who rushed over, to take the old man and the girl onto the boat of the Changhe Gang, and he himself rose from the ground and swept towards the tall building.

"This immortal?" The old man saw Li Ye flying out, knelt down at Li Ye's back in awe, and hurriedly kowtowed, cultivating into a strong monk, in the eyes of mortals, isn't he an immortal?

After being helped up by Liu Zhiyan, the old man was stunned and asked her: "Could it be that this immortal is specially here to perform chivalrous righteousness and hoe the strong to help the weak?"

Liu Zhiyan smiled at the old man: "For some people, the same can be said. ”

The wharves are bustling with piles of goods, pedestrians, budget-conscious merchants, shouting servants, and all kinds of cattle pulling wagons, but most of all, the coolies who carry heavy loads, who are the cornerstones of the wharf, as ordinary but indispensable as bricks and tiles.

In front of the tallest building, a young coolie in a short coat of ordinary stature was struggling to walk down the street carrying two sacks of heavy goods.

The sun tanned his shoulders, he bent over and lowered his head, sweat kept dripping from his jaw, connecting in a line on the ground, his face was tense, his heavy breathing was like a cow's gasp, every step was as heavy as Mount Tai, but he didn't stop, he only carried twenty trips of goods today, and he had to carry forty trips to get the family's food.

Suddenly, a hurried sound of horses' hooves came, and quickly approached, and the face of the young coolie, under the huge sack, turned with difficulty, and suddenly climbed up his face in astonishment, and a huge stealth struck, accompanied by a loud neighing of the horse, and crashed into him before he had time to dodge.

The young coolie and two hemp bags fell to the ground, his arm was broken on the ground, and the blood flowed, and before he could stand up, a middle-aged man who got off the white horse kicked him in the chest, kicked him to the ground, and scolded: "You don't have fucking eyes? Can you walk? Cheap dog, don't go out if you can't walk, you can afford to break your uncle's BMW?"

The middle-aged man is dressed in brocade clothes, very elegant and noble, but when he scolds the young coolie, he is like a shrew. The young coolie glanced at the other party, and his heart was extremely angry, he was walking on the side of the street, and it was clear that the other party had hit him, and even beat and scolded him.

But the young coolie didn't dare to fight back, he couldn't even fight back, he could only lower his eyebrows and prepare two sacks of goods, ready to carry it, he was not cowardly, he just needed to endure, he still had a family to rely on him, and if he offended the person in front of him, the other party was ruthless, he could not care about blood splashing five steps, but without him as the pillar of the family, the old mother and weak sister had no food to eat.

"What about talking to you? Didn't you hear? You're a dumb person? Something like a fly, you don't have a fart, you dare not answer Uncle's words? Do you look down on Uncle?"

The middle-aged man saw that the other party lowered his head and did not speak, and became more and more arrogant, he followed and kicked over, and the heavy sacks that the young coolie had finally piled up, and slapped him directly on the young coolie's face, and the words in his mouth became more and more unpleasant, "What is the use of your waste, except for your strength? If this dock does not have us, how can it be so prosperous, where do you have food? Uncle talks to you, you dare to ignore it? You dare to clench your fists, I will fight"

The young coolie's face sank like water, his anger made him tremble, his hands clenched into fists, he always kept his head down, he was afraid that he would take a look at the middle-aged man, he couldn't help but fight with the other party, he endured it again and again, his face was red, he couldn't help it, but he still had to continue to endure, he wanted to join the chaos army, slaughter this gang of rich and unkind dog thieves, but the chaos army did not come to Qizhou, he could only swallow his anger for the sake of his family, he bowed his head and walked to the kicked down sack, and struggled to stack the sack.

"I'm going to kill you shit!" the brocade-clad man stepped forward again, kicking the young coolie in the face.

The young coolie stumbled his neck, ready to suffer in silence.

At that moment, the man in brocade let out a scream, and his foot never landed on the young coolie's face again.

The young coolie looked back in amazement, and found that the man in brocade had fallen to the ground, and a young man in white robe was stepping on the man's face, crushing half of his face into the dirt.

Li Ye looked down at the middle-aged man, and his voice was cold: "Fate has given you wealth, not for you to oppress the poor, if he has your background and luck like you, his achievements will be a hundred times higher than yours!"

The man in brocade kept screaming, and the more he screamed, the more he ate his mouth full of dirt.