Chapter Ninety-Seven: Beauty Grace
"Brothers, it's done!"
The underground palace was full of joy and rumbling with joy, this was the first "hard battle" since the firewood gang was established. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
They won, or outwitted, not a single brother was wounded and bled, and they were completely victorious!
The dungeon is no longer the dungeon it used to be, and the dungeon wants to disappear? It's very simple, dig up the soil from other places and fill it in.
The new underground palace and the old underground palace started at the same time, and the people who did these drudgeries were, of course, their own brothers of the dirty clothes faction.
They laugh at themselves for their low martial arts, and they can't fight hard with others, otherwise they will easily lose their lives, but they are still capable of hard work and errands, and as long as they can make a little contribution to the gang, they will be satisfied.
Because their helper said that this time they challenged the Xingtianmen and won a big victory, and they also had half of the credit.
In the eyes of the Jianghu people, the beggar guy is equivalent to a wasted person, with hands and feet, but it is useless.
They used to be lazy, dirty, and wasteful,
In the discriminatory gaze of the people around him
, living like ants.
They didn't have ideals before, they had to get by, and they lived one day at a time.
That's because no gang has ever been willing to accept people like them, and no boss has ever allowed them a bright future.
Since joining the firewood gang and worshipping under the door of the old man of the Seven Gangs, all this has changed!
That's right, under Li Sanqi's three-inch incorruptible depiction, they have already imagined Hong Qi as an old man about the same age as Jiang Banxian, with great wisdom, great ideals, and of course, great ambition.
They were so happy with everything about the Wood-Gathering Gang, except for one thing-
Their beloved helper didn't show up at the celebration feast, he ...... Sick!
When Hong Qi was fished out of the water of the Ayajiang River, he was already dying.
In the haze, I heard someone whispering in my ear:
"My name is Ah Ghost, you remember, it was my Ah Ghost who saved you!"
"In the future, if the rivers and lakes say goodbye, you must find a chance to repay me, otherwise, you will be a villain who does not repay your kindness!"
"Hey, I don't have a copper plate on my body, and there are a lot of valuable things!"
"I took this piece of jade pendant around my neck and these beads on my head!"
"Well, after receiving your payment, we will clear the two of us, and in the future, the rivers and lakes will not be seen!"
It's really a ghost, isn't this a brave and chivalrous Jianghu?
How can anyone save a person who has fallen overboard, just with a heart and mind for reward?
How can there be such an unkind and uncaring girl in the world? Compared with his Kong Ying, it is simply dross!
He tried hard to open his eyes and see what this girl really looked like, otherwise, if he would see him again in the future, he would report the wrong kindness, so how could it be?
Or maybe she is a beauty, a little more beautiful than his Kong Ying girl, then he will retract Fang Cai's negative evaluation.
When he tried hard to open his eyes, he finally opened his eyes and saw ...... Luo Pan?!
Luo Pan didn't seem to be in a very good mood, frowned, pursed his mouth, clenched his fists, and said unceremoniously: "You look at me so squintingly, do you have any ideas?"
With a fist down, Hong Qi, who had just woken up, fainted again.
was so frightened that Luo Pan thought that if he missed, he would hammer his seven brothers to death.
Fortunately, Jiang Lin, the second son of the Jiang family, said that this is that he has been soaking in the water for a long time, and he has suffered a little bit of wind and cold, so it is not a big problem.
However, fortunately, it was saved in time, if it was soaked in half a pillar of incense for so much more time, the firewood gang would not have helped.
Hong Qi lay in bed for three days and three nights.
He had a high fever for three days and three nights, and he also slept for three days and three nights, and it was Xiaoman who fed him medicine and porridge, and he stayed by the bedside day and night, and it was Xiaoman who was frightened.
Luo Pan saw that she was working hard, worried that she was a little girl, and her body couldn't bear it, and she wanted to take care of her for a while, but she didn't let her.
She also said that when her seventh son-in-law was alive, she didn't treat him as a person, learning to cook was for other men, and learning female workers was also for other men, and it seemed that she hadn't done anything for her son-in-law.
As he spoke, he cried with a whimper, as if Hong Qi on the bed was already a dead man.
Hong Qi, who was half-asleep and half-awake, heard these words, and wanted to die.