The next morning, listening to the low sound of the tide and the whispering of the breeze, I thought that the white dew was not dawning, but I didn't want it to be the light rain that drifted at the end of the night.

After getting rid of the sophistication of the world and solving the village bullies, Di Yunfeng finally had a free heart to embark on the journey of true martial arts. The True Martial Road is vast, at least let him find a place to live, and then decide the direction of the journey after he has a rough understanding of the True Martial Kingdom.

Di Yunfeng is always a person with a plan, although the plan can't catch up with the changes.

Yangmen should be a good place, at least it has a good reputation.

Early in the morning, Di Yunfeng rushed to the town in the rain, originally wanting to follow the Yangmen disciples all the way to Beitan, but when he heard the news that the Yangmen disciples had already set off before dawn, and they had long been unable to find their traces. At this time, the rain was also heavier, and he had to find a tavern and wait for the rain to stop while filling his stomach.

"Brother, I drank early in the morning, and my stomach was cold. "Someone was worried, a man about thirty years old, with a wide heart and a fat body, crooked eyes and a smile crescent, was a very festive fat man. He shared the table with Di Yunfeng and asked, "Brother, don't you mind if I sit here?"

There weren't many customers in the tavern early in the morning, so many tables were empty, and the fat man would take the initiative to post them to him, which must be something. Di Yunfeng nodded, pushed the wine jug in front of the fat man, and asked, "Something?"

The fat man poured a bowl of wine, swallowed it and said with a smile: "Brother, do you want to do business?"

There are really headhunters everywhere, but Di Yunfeng shook his head, he is a rich man now, who is rich and still works for others?

The fat man smiled again: "Brother, don't be in a hurry to answer first, isn't it too late to listen to me finish talking before you think about it?"

Di Yunfeng squinted, hesitated for a moment, and said with interest: "Then you can talk about it." ”

The fat man asked first, "I wonder if my brother saw those Yangmen disciples yesterday?"

Di Yunfeng nodded: "And then?"

The fat man said again: "The task is entrusted by them, so the reward is absolutely indispensable, the amount of the task is to go to North Beach for a walk, think about it, there are Yangmen disciples to protect the Fa, how can there be any danger?"

Di Yunfeng's eyes lit up, isn't this a God-given opportunity? But this fat man's mouth is like a river, and he is bluffing and deceiving with three points and seven points in his words, and he doesn't want to have a conscience in order to pull people's heads, and he vaguely remembers that in Huangsha Town, Gou Laodao also said it so easily, but he was slaughtered by monsters in less than two days after going to northern Xinjiang.

How can those so-called famous disciples care about the life and death of your minions?

Seeing that Di Yunfeng had a favorite attitude, the fat man hurriedly ran out of the most tempting interest and said: "This is two hundred taels of silver, the price is not ambiguous, and I will give it when I go!"

Anyone can take the money, but not everyone has the life to spend the money, so what's the use of giving more money? Di Yunfeng slapped the table and said firmly: "Three hundred taels, I'll take over this business!"

"This ...... Brother, you can embarrass me......" The fat man was a little moved.

"Since it's a business, bargaining is very commonsense, if you don't want to do it, I'm sure there are many people who will. Di Yunfeng got up and was about to leave, but the fat man hurriedly shouted to him: "It's done, three hundred taels is three hundred taels!"

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The fat man not only paid for the wine, but also bought two umbrellas in the rain, and then pulled Di Yunfeng towards the county yamen, for fear that Di Yunfeng would run away.

There was a desk at the entrance of the county yamen, in front of which sat an old man in his fifties with a green beard, beside whom stood two guards with knives, and under the eaves of the yamen there were two quacks who were sheltering from the rain - both of them were men in their thirties, one carrying a buckle knife, and the other carrying a steel spear, murderous, presumably they had a lot of blood on their hands.

Di Yunfeng glanced at the two of them, people who dare to take on this kind of work are generally not too young, they are all old rivers and lakes.

"Master Zhang, I found another chivalrous warrior, you hurry up and get famous. Before the fat man approached the yamen, he greeted in a loud voice. The master also hurriedly picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and waited for Di Yunfeng to walk to the table, and asked cordially: "This chivalrous man has a great name? ”

Di Yunfeng glanced at the roster on the table, but it was not as simple as a booklet, it was more like a copy, and it was densely filled with words. It's better to call it a deed of sale. But he still replied, "My name is Di Yunfang." ”

Master Zhang ticked his name with one stroke, and pushed the ink on the side and smiled: "Young man might as well press a handprint?"

"Do you still want to press the handprint?" Di Yunfeng raised his eyebrows, really afraid that he would suffer a loss. The fat man persuaded on the side: "Don't worry, young man, we will do things according to the process and rules, and I will pay you three hundred taels of silver if you press your handprint." ”

Di Yunfeng was suspicious, and a feeling of getting on the thief ship came to his heart, but then he thought again: Lao Tzu is such a big person, is it possible that he can still sell Lao Tzu? He dipped some cinnabar and pressed the handprint, and sure enough, the fat man happily stuffed a piece of silver into his hand, and said: "Happy cooperation, this is three hundred taels of silver, Shaoxia put it away." With that, he hurriedly turned and left.

The master also put away his flattering smile, threw the copywriter aside, his expression was quite disdainful, he pointed to the two Jianghu guests behind the yamen and said: "Di Yunfeng, you are waiting in the back like them, and someone will come to pick you up as soon as noon passes." ”

Di Yunfeng shook his head and walked to the eaves, found an open space and was about to sit down, when the man with the gun on his back asked him, "Hey, how much did the fat man pay you?"

"Three hundred taels. Di Yunfeng flipped the money bag in his hand and asked, "How?"

The man with the knife sneered: "Three hundred taels and you will work for them? ”

Di Yunfeng frowned and asked, "You were also introduced by the fat man?"

The man with the gun shook his head and said: "No, now there are more than ten headhunters in the whole town who are recruiting heads, and we are looking for the highest price." ”

"How much?"

"One thousand taels. ”

Di Yunfeng's face immediately darkened, if he said that there was a difference of one or two hundred taels, it would be fine, after all, his purpose was not to make money, but this difference was actually missing a single digit! It doesn't make sense openly and secretly, right? It is obvious that he is treating himself as a melon braincase! He was faintly angry, and he was about to go to the fat man to comment, but the man with the knife stopped him and said: "Young people, don't be impulsive, the business is finalized, and the board is certain, even if you only take one or two silver, you have to admit it." ”

Di Yunfeng turned to reason with the master, and the man with the gun on his back also smiled and said: "It's useless, the headhunters here are in cahoots with the yamen, and eighty percent of the hundreds of taels of silver you have less will fall into the hands of the government." Don't say I didn't remind you, white and black, signed and drawn, signed the deed to go wild, there is absolutely no good fruit to eat. ”

"Oh, look, another unlucky guy was fooled over, or Li San's bastard tricked him, I'm afraid the price is lower than that of Wang Fatzi......, right?"

Later, he was also a young man, less than twenty years old, and one hundred and fifty taels took over this life-saving work. Later, the headhunters brought in a few more people one after another, usually young people in their twenties. Young and vigorous, not only to drink fine wine but also to be beautiful, so the silver in the waist bag is often the most lacking.

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