Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Yellow-Faced Old Thief

Last night, Mo Qing basically didn't sleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The whole room was not only filled with a strong smell of stinky feet, but also the snoring and snoring that shook the sky, and from time to time he had to push Uncle Moyun's legs that were pressing on him aside.

Just his big thick legs, pressed on the person for a while, and he felt like he was about to die.

Yesterday, after a long day's journey, all the people were tired, so although the day was already bright, no one woke up, and it was hard to relax once, so everyone slept extra sweetly.

However, there are exceptions, there is no one on the bunk separated from Mo Qing by two people.

Looking at the messy appearance of the futon, it should have been a long time coming.

That's right, no matter who steals and is caught red-handed, I'm afraid I can't stay in peace until everyone gets up.

It all started last night.

After eating, when I returned to the inn, it was already dark.

The freshness of being exposed to new things slowly faded in Mo Qing's heart, lying on the bed, listening to those men he didn't know, and he fell asleep after chatting for a while.

Those who spoke, it didn't take long for them to lose their voices, although when they were about to sleep, they were still worried about the money under the pillow, and they reminded themselves that they couldn't be careless, but after all, they couldn't withstand the fatigue of the journey, and finally fell asleep.

The powerful divine sense gave Mo Qing a spiritual sense far beyond that of ordinary people, and even when he was asleep, he could maintain some vigilance, not to mention that he was not asleep.

The leakage outside came, it should be the third watch.

Not long after the leakage, a loud snoring sound gradually became low, and finally became inaudible, followed by a sound of groping and groping.

Mo Qing, who was sleeping lightly, felt this change and gradually woke up. He wondered what the man wanted to do when he didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Is it getting up at night?

Although he was curious, he didn't move, and lay there still looking like he was asleep.

However, the divine consciousness was quietly released, and all the movements of the person appeared clearly in his mind, unaffected by the dark environment in the slightest.

Unexpectedly, the man turned out to be a yellow-faced man who had been alone in the house in the afternoon. under

The loyalty of noon could no longer be found on his face, and all that remained was a sense of caution, and the ecstasy and greed of taking someone else's money bag into his hand.

Mo Qing could never have imagined that a person who seemed extremely honest would do such a thing.

This made him sigh in his heart, and sure enough, as the book says, people cannot be disguised, and the sea cannot be measured. In the future, you must be extra careful not to judge a person's good or bad just by their appearance.

However, Mo Qing didn't have time to think about it so much, because this guy had already put the money bags of the two people next to him in his arms, and was stretching his hand to the burden under Uncle Mo Yun's head.

How can Mo Qing endure this, not to mention that there are hundreds of dollars of his own in it, even if he doesn't, it is impossible for him to let this guy succeed.

It was all Mo Yun's hard-earned money.

The yellow-faced man's mood at this time was naturally very good, especially after touching Uncle Moyun's burden with his hand, a kind of brilliance appeared in his eyes.

He has secretly observed the baggage of these people, and among all of them, he counts this person's money as much, and with his years of experience, the money contained in it is a thousand Wen.

Just as he was about to stretch out his left hand and hold up his head pressed against the burden, a sharp pain suddenly came from his right wrist, which was holding the package.

Years of professional cultivation are still there, although his face is trembling in pain, he endures it and does not make a sound.

He understands that this kind of thing is good when there are few people, but when there are more people who wake up, he will definitely let these mud legs who have lost their hard-earned money beat them half to death, and then be taken to the government to welcome the New Year in prison.

He endured the pain and was about to beg for mercy from the man who was holding him, but when he looked down, he saw a baby face full of curiosity.

This made his whole body stunned, and the prepared words rotted in his stomach.

After being stunned for a moment, the yellow-faced man was angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts, such a little rabbit cub dared to block Lao Tzu's financial path, he really didn't know how to die.

The left hand gently lowered the skull in his hand, ready to knock the little cub unconscious with his back hand, when there was another piercing pain in his right wrist.

A stirring spirit in the yellow-faced man's heart came back to his senses, and secretly scolded himself for being confused, how could he treat this cub as the usual little bastard with a snot.

"Why do you want to steal money?" looked at the child in front of him, staring at himself with curiosity and whispering.

The yellow-faced man wanted to answer him with two old punches why he was stealing money. However, the huge pain in his wrist made him dare not have the slightest disrespect, I really don't know how this little doll who is underbeaten has so much strength.

"The villain's mother is 80 years old, and she got a strange illness last year, and she went to the doctor everywhere but did not get better, and the family's savings were exhausted, and she owed a lot of bad debts.

Yesterday, my mother's condition suddenly worsened, and seeing my mother suffering, my heart was like a knife, but I was suffering from the lack of a penny at home.

I had to make this decision, I wanted to grab some medicine for my mother, relieve the pain a little, and fulfill the filial piety of the son of man.

I don't want to offend the little strong man by being blind, and I ask the little strong man to raise his noble hand and let go of the small horse, so that my old mother will not suffer from being unsupported. ”

The words of a passage were tearful and extremely touching.

There is no way, in order to get out, I can only pull out the old lady who has been dead for many years, and the old lady who wants to come to Jiuquan will not blame him when she knows it.

If adults hear these words, there is a chance that they will be deceived, let alone a little child, and the yellow-faced man is very confident that he can get through the tricks.

A chuckle came and startled him, could it be that he had been discovered?

"Sure enough, as it says in the book, anyone who blocks the road and robs, or petty theft, once someone is caught, it's probably just such a rhetoric, can't you say something new?"

"The villain's words are true, and he really doesn't dare to deceive the little hero. ”

Although he secretly shouted bad luck in his heart, how could this kid also know this drama, but he bit his mouth to death.

This yellow-faced man can be regarded as having his heart down.

"Don't pretend there, I know all these words, and you're still using them to fool me?

There is also a seriously ill eighty-year-old mother at home, and when your wife hears what you say, she has to get up and beat you, an unfilial son. In terms of your proficiency in stealing, you look like a repeat offender, and I'm embarrassed to say it's the first time I've done it. ”

The child's immature voice came, which made the yellow-faced man feel shocked again, and he scolded in his heart

'This old bastard who sings opera, how can he sing this play everywhere, even a doll of a few years old has heard it, it seems that this will have to change his rhetoric in the future'

Thinking like this in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched a little, and he was ready to continue talking a few nonsense, fooling this rabbit cub who was not easy to fool.

As a result, before he could speak, he saw the bear child waving his hand and said: "Okay, okay, don't make it up again, you can't fool me, I just wonder, these people look like people who are digging in the soil, how can you bear to steal their hard-earned money."

It's not easy to live in the world, and the next time you start to find those rich and noble people, even if you don't help the poor, at least it's a robbery of the rich, and it's better to say it. ”

Mo Qing preached to the yellow-faced man in general, and the yellow-faced man nodded again and again with sweat, expressing his agreement, not agreeing, this wrist is still pinched in the little cub's hand!

"Return the money to the two of them, you go, I won't bother with you when the New Year is almost over, don't think about playing tricks, otherwise you will die ugly." ”

The child smiled as he spoke.

What the bear child said next sounded like a natural sound to the yellow-faced man.

He nodded repeatedly, indicating that he would not make another mistake.

Just kidding, my wrists are about to be pinched, how can I feel uncomfortable looking for them again?

As for any backbone or something like that, it doesn't work on him at all, and if he were a bloody man, he wouldn't do it.

After receiving the answer, Mo Qing let go of his hand and asked him to go and put the money back where it was.

On the wrist of the yellow-faced man, there are clearly several black finger prints.

Seeing him holding his right hand and sweating with his left hand to put money, I knew that without a few days of cultivation, I didn't want to use my right hand hard.

After paying back the money, the yellow-faced man packed up his clothes, put on his shoes, stood on the ground and bowed to Mo Qing twice with a flattering face, and then ignored the cold outside, and Mo Qing waited until dawn to stay, quietly opened the door, and quickly slipped away.

Stay until dawn and go!What are you kidding?

If you kid changes the hexagram again, then won't I be pitted to death?

It's better to leave now, and it's better to be cold than to be sent to the government prison. This is the truest idea of the yellow-faced man.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, let alone me, a thief?

After such a trouble, Mo Qing was completely sleepy, and the environment here was really not suitable for sleeping, so he simply fell asleep, sat up cross-legged and began to practice Aoki Gong.

It wasn't until dawn that I finished my work, quietly got into the bed, thinking about what I wanted to do today, and waited for dawn with my eyes closed.