The bamboo pole is slender and yellow, and is propped up on the ground, and with the strength of the hand holding the bamboo pole, the bamboo pole squeezes out a small dirt bag from the ground and pushes out a small hole.

The bamboo pole was pulled up, and the bamboo pole fell to the ground again, allowing the boat to move forward slowly.

The ferryman on the boat stared ahead, humming a little song that he had nothing to do.

As if it had touched something, the boat was bounced backwards.

The ferryman pulled up the bamboo pole and did not put it down this time.

The ferryman patted his dusty coat.

The ferryman arrived.

......

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It is said that the richest old lady Wu in the town went last night, and his three sons did not first bury the deceased in the ground, but actually quarreled with each other next to the bed where the old lady Wu died in order to decide the distribution of property, and finally fought.

However, the people in the town didn't think there was anything wrong with this, Mrs. Wu was born as a bandit, and when he was young, he did a lot of evil things with a mountain king, and later the government suppressed bandits, and Mrs. Wu secretly went to the government to tell the rat road on the mountain.

In the end, except for Mrs. Wu herself, all of the mountains did not run away, and those who resisted were corrected on the spot, and those who surrendered were pulled to the border to fill the army.

betrayed his own mountain, and was not recruited by the government, Mrs. Wu became a rich man in the town, he said that he earned it by his ability, but people with a discerning eye know that most of the old lady Wu secretly took some from the dirt on the mountain and bought it, but the government didn't care, and they just chatted a few words before and after tea, as a talking point.

And now, just dead in bed, being fought over property by his three sons in front of the corpses, people feel that he deserves it, and there is nothing to sympathize with, just like talking about his past, and now it is just one more thing for people to enjoy.

The storyteller of the restaurant may not know what to say today, but he couldn't tell any good stories, so he had to drink a sip of water, and decided to add some oil and vinegar to the matter of the dead old lady Wu, and said it, first to save a livelihood and then talk about it, and then go back to make up for the strange biography, today's events will only be forgotten, and no matter how bad it is, it will be used as a laughing stock for a while, which is also better than losing your job.

So, I slapped the shocking wood again.

In front of the full house of diners, splashing spit stars, they started talking.

Wu 㤅 (ai), the word has words, is not one of the three sons of Mrs. Wu, but it just happens that they are all surnamed Wu.

Wu Yu was wearing a gray and black robe, with a half-cut bamboo stick pinned to his waist, and his slightly curly black hair exceeded his eyes, and the brown eyes in Danfeng's eyes that emerged from between the hair looked very gloomy.

Wu Yu was too lazy to listen to the storyteller's nonsense, took a chopstick in one hand, inserted it into the noodles in front of him, rolled up a ball on the chopsticks, put it in front of his eyes, squinted at it, but was angrily reprimanded by the person in front of him, "Young Master Youyan, how long has it been this time." Please don't tell me you don't know how to use chopsticks. ”

Wu Yu sat opposite, Lan Suxin, who was dressed in plain clothes full of strange jewelry, had pink and white hair, which should be very eye-catching here but no one cared, looking down, the long Liuhai blocked the left eye, and from time to time was told by the wind outside the inn that there was an eye patch under the sea, and the two-leaf willow eyebrows were placed on the forehead, and the uncovered right eye should have been big, but wearing Lan Suxin's dead fish eyes, it seemed that Lan Suxin was extremely indifferent.

Lan Suxin's skin was a little pale, and there was a gray chain and cup on the hand holding the tea, making a porcelain collision sound, and the corners of her mouth were raised and the dead fish eyes that became cold eyes because they were too big, Lan Suxin looked at Wu Yu with such a smile, and the red lips under Qiong's nose opened slightly, "You shouldn't have forgotten, right?"

Wu Yu shuddered, and was a little erratic by Lan Suxin's terrible smile, and whispered, "This way, it's convenient." ”

"You forgot. Lan Suxin squinted, but the smile on her face was even brighter, but in Wu Yu's eyes, the smile that only the corners of her mouth rose was even more terrifying!

Lan Suxin got up, sat down next to Wu Yu, snatched the chopsticks in Wu Yu's hand, gently picked up a chopstick noodle, wrapped it around his head, and put one hand underneath to prevent the noodle from falling to the ground.

Lan Suxin sent the noodles to Wu Yu's mouth, and said with a happy face, "Young Master Youyan, come, open your mouth." ”

Wu Yu subconsciously retreated backwards, and quickly reacted, there is something strange on this side!

Bang!

The young man was kicked out of the door on the storyteller's desk, crushing the storyteller under his body, where could the storyteller withstand such a flying disaster, rolled his eyes, and fainted with his tongue.

The young man got up from the rotten desk, wiped the blood on his mouth, and the tea guests around him saw that it was the second of the three sons of the Wu family, Wu Wu.

I saw Wu Wu, dressed in white, with a black crown on his head, and a piece of black-patterned jade engraved with the word "Wu" on his waist, his beautiful face distorted, and he held a short dagger with engraved patterns in his hand and roared angrily outside the door, "Wu Ji! You killed your father, do you want to kill your own brother now?!"

Outside the door, a man with a little imagination of Wu Wu between his eyebrows and eyes was wearing a gold-patterned blue coat, a folding fan with the words "Lotus Shangyue" written on his hand shook gently, and a chicken blood jade pendant with the word "Wu" on his waist was particularly conspicuous, and a boot inlaid with white jade stepped on the broken door panel and walked in, the man's name was Wu Ji, the eldest son of the old lady Wu.

In Wu Ji's hand, on the folding fan, a trace of golden light was like a snake wrapped around the merged folding fan, Wu Ji said coldly, "Wu Ji, you killed your father with poisonous wine, and you still want to kill me with poisonous wine, do you think you are still worthy of being a person?"

"Fart! Dad has already reached the innate realm! Do you think Dad will not be able to see the poisonous wine that even you can detect!? Besides, it is not clear who put the poisonous wine, I think it is you shouting to catch the thief, first killed my father, and now you will kill me! In order to swallow all my father's property!" A relatively faint golden light also appeared in Wu Ji's hand, and he hit Wu Ji one step ahead of Wu Ji.

Wu Ji snorted coldly, directly scattered the light from Wu Ji, folded a fan in his hand, pointed his toes on the ground, and killed Wu Ji, who obviously didn't have Wu Ji's thinking, looking at Wu Ji coming, it was like forgetting that his strength had just been scattered, and he was about to fight Wu Ji with a loud roar.

"Stop!" A burly man, dressed in linen clothes, and the waist tag hanging on his waist showed his identity: the head catcher of the county government, the person who came stood outside the door of the inn with an iron ruler and rope, looked at the door panel that was trampled on, anger appeared in his eyes, and said angrily to the two Wu family, "Go back to your own house to make trouble, dare to come outside to mess around, when this catch does not exist?!"

"Naturally I don't dare, Liu Zhuye rest assured, I Wu will compensate for all the damage here, today I disturbed Liu Zhuye and everyone here, and please give everyone here a chance to apologize in the next place, tomorrow I will set up a banquet in Wu Mansion, and I also invite Liu Zhuye and you to enjoy a face." When Wu Ji found that Liu Zhuai appeared at the door, he stopped attacking inside, put away the folding fan, and smiled at the full house.

Wu Ji's eyelids jumped slightly, and he was unwilling in his heart, so he put away the golden light in his hand and saluted after Wu Ji.

The guests around originally felt that their tastes were disturbed by these two people, and they were a little dissatisfied in their hearts, but now that Wu Jian came out like this, the dissatisfaction in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the meal of the Wu family was much better than drinking tea here and listening to the saliva splash of the third-rate storyteller, so they nodded one after another.

I don't know who started it, and the people around him began to praise Wu Ji.

The expression on Wu Ji's face remained unchanged, but the smugness in his eyes was so obvious in Wu Ji's eyes, Wu Ji snorted coldly, and walked out of the inn with his sleeves flicked.

Liu Ji quickly spat and spat on it, clapped his hands, found a place to sit down, ignored Wu Ji, and asked Xiao Er for two pots of wine, but Wu Ji knew that the other party did not continue to make trouble for himself, which meant that he had become a problem, and originally just wanted to teach Wu Ji a lesson and let him retreat, but now that there are more unexpected gains, then he will inherit the family property even more.

......

Lan Suxin's smile was no longer there, because of the inexplicable thing just now, Wu Yu didn't eat that mouthful of noodles, and now, that mouthful of noodles has solidified.

Wu Yu watched the noodles on the chopsticks gradually turn into white solids, and there was a layer of white stuff floating on the noodle soup in the bowl, Wu Yu's eyelids jumped slightly, "How much did you put?"

Lan Xuxin put the chopsticks back in the bowl, no longer opened her eyes and smiled, but closed her eyes, was sitting on the chair, and said lightly, "Young Master Youyan, are the things ready? You should have seen their things just now, make them quickly, hurry up and solve the problem Let's go home." ”

Wu Yu looked helpless and stared at Lan Suxin, "Ten packs?"

"Eight packs. Lan Suxin opened her eyes, and there was contempt in her eyes, "It's Babao! Young Master Youyan, can you not imagine me to be so despicable? No matter what, I won't give you ten packs of kitsch, do you think I'm the same as those guys who lean on their chests in the places you frequent?"

They didn't put half as much as you did! And the place I went to was not at all what you thought!

Wu Yu wanted to shout, but he still swallowed, skimming Lan Xuxin's clothes that began to fall freely from her snow-white neck without hindrance, and couldn't help but squint, she had to please her now, otherwise she would have no money to visit the kiln in the future.

"Well, let's go up and get things ready. Wu Yu got up, but was suddenly grabbed by Lan Xuxin, whose big eyes were pleading, pointing to the frozen face.

"Don't you really want to take a bite?"

In response to Lan Suxin, there was a heavy sound of the door closing upstairs, Lan Suxin bit her nails, and looked at Wu Jian who was about to leave with a murderous face, or would you kill him easily?

......

Upstairs of the inn, in the guest room where the two of them were stapled, Wu Yu touched his chin, a smile that did not match his temperament was raised on the corner of his mouth, and he was holding a black book in his hand, and the cover of the black thread had a black auspicious cloud pattern.

Around the room, four kerosene lamps that obviously did not exist here emitted a thick smell of oily smoke, which made Lan Xuxin cover her nose.

"One, jade, there are two identical pieces of jade in the world, that is, objects that neither I nor he believe in but are familiar with. Wu Yu looked at the words in the book and said quietly, a glimmer of brilliance appeared in his brown eyes.

"But what if it's just a small object and he doesn't want it?" Lan Xuxin sat on the bed, shaking her legs, "If that's the case, Young Master Youyan, your words won't be able to make it." ”

"Second, even if it is on his boots, the white jade is still as new, and when he kicked Wu Yu into the door, it was not the whole ball of his foot, but the way his front foot was almost pointed, so he cherished this thing and longed for it. Wu Yu continued, and one of the flames from the four kerosene lamps flew out and landed in front of Lan Xuxin.

Lan Xuxin hurriedly took off her boots, revealing two small white feet, facing the fire.

Wu Yu looked at Lan Suxin and wondered a little, "Although he put white jade on his boots, it becomes white jade, not boots, your brain is pumping?"

When Lan Suxin heard this, her little face was slightly red, she buried her head down, put her boots back in a panic, stretched out her hand to put it under the flame, nodded with a small movement, and signaled Wu Yu to be okay.

Wu Yu sighed, pulled up his hair, and clamped it with a small clip, revealing his two complete eyes, the brown pupils in Danfeng's eyes stared at the flame on Lan Xuxin's hand, and said the third sentence:

"Listen, this is the third word of the ferryman Wu Yu, vainly, the three conditions are all consistent, and you don't quickly show your appearance!"

Before the words fell, I saw that the fire ball in Lan Xuxin's hand first contracted to one point, and then expanded, and when it expanded to the same size as the white jade on Wu Ji's boots, it stopped expanding, and turned into the appearance of the white jade and fell into Lan Xuxin's hand.

And the inside of this white jade and the white jade inlaid on Wu Ji's boots are engraved with the word "Wu".