Good and evil are full, all of them are repaired by me Chapter 4 Qimen
Bai Xiucai came back to his senses from his daughter Hong's thoughts.
It's not that he took the initiative to come back to his senses...... In fact, compared to counting those numbers that are basically the same, it is better to give your head a vacation, think about some of the things that you don't have, and be a little happier.
But it wasn't that someone was going to pay for him and called his name - in fact, at this moment, almost everyone in the restaurant was as quiet as he was.
Because of a loud voice.
"Do you dare to say it again in front of Lao Tzu?!"
Bai Xiucai suddenly raised his head and looked at the corner with all the diners who had stopped their chopsticks.
In front of the square table, a burly man with a brocade belt at his waist slapped his palm on the tea table and spilled half of the cup of tea. His eyes were full of rage, and his eyes were fixed on a poor scholar in a patched robe sitting on a wooden chair.
The scholar was thin and weak, as weak as a reed rod in the wind.
And this reed pole, in the frightened and frightened look of the companion beside him, swayed and turned his head, looked at the strong man, and his voice trembled, "Again, say it again, say it again." No, it's the same no matter how many times...... Although the general's Northern Expedition to the army was violent, it was a bamboo basket to draw water, and it was ...... to let the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers be in vain."
Before he could finish speaking, the big man grabbed the scholar's collar, uprooted the reeds, and scolded, "Bastards! It's you stinky scholars who can only play with pen and ink, and we always have to be beaten by the military barbarians!"
The scholar staggered, pinned his head, clenched his fists, and strengthened the backbone of the scholar, enduring the strong man's spit star after burst. And the strong man seemed to be scolding more and more urgently, with green tendons on his neck, holding the scholar's collar tightly, as if he was going to hit someone in the next second.
In the restaurant, which was so quiet that it couldn't be quieter, his loud voice echoed alone.
Bai Xiucai smiled bitterly, no longer staring intently at the strong and thin like everyone else, lowered his head and dipped the ink with a brush, and crossed out a list on the bill.
At this time, the shopkeeper in a beige skirt heard the news, walked down the stairs quickly, stood next to the account desk, and asked in a low voice, "Have you quarreled?"
Bai Xiucai nodded, glanced at her undulating chest, and blinked.
As if noticing his gaze, the shopkeeper immediately covered his chest with a thin fan and pursed his lips and glared.
Bai Xiucai shrugged his shoulders weakly, put down the brush, stood up, and said softly: "I'll go and persuade the fight." ”
But before Bai Xiu could take a step, the shopkeeper stretched out his hand to stop him.
I saw the shopkeeper turn around and wave his hand gently, calling Xiao Er, who was about to watch the excitement, to his side, "You go and persuade him." ”
Xiao Er shuddered, "Shopkeeper, are you serious?"
"Hmm. ”
"Don't...... The small ones can't do anything, what if they are beaten by that big man. Xiao Er shrunk his neck and glanced at Bai Xiucai beside the shopkeeper, "Let Bai Xiucai go!" The last time the neighborhood caught a thief, wasn't it Bai Xiucai who caught him, he must be better than the small one......
"It's for you to fight, not to fight. ”
"Then let Bai Xiucai go......"
"No, you go. ”
Xiao Er's face was like ashes, but suddenly his eyes rolled, he glanced at the two people in front of him, and whispered, "Shopkeeper, if you don't let Bai Xiucai go, shouldn't you be worried about him being injured?"
The shopkeeper glared at him, how could she not know what crooked ideas were in his head, "Don't think about it." If you touch a nose of gray, your gray coat is much easier to wash than Bai Xiucai's white gown. ”
Hearing this, Xiao Er suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and nodded helplessly: "I knew that I also wore a white shirt, and I could still get the name of Bai Xiaoer...... Okay, shopkeeper, I'll go, I'll go. But in retrospect, remember to give me an extra penny of silver on my salary...... If you're injured, it's two dollars more......"
Bai Xiucai smiled dumbly, stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled indifferently at the shopkeeper, "Forget it, the shopkeeper, I'll go." Xiao Er's reasoning is not as good as mine, and this kind of thing can be solved reasonably. ”
Xiao Er instantly seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and said in a loud voice, "Yes, yes", or "Xiucai said yes", "Xiucai must be fine" or something.
The shopkeeper sighed lightly and nodded at Bai Xiucai, "Don't be scratched on your face." ”
He smiled faintly and was about to turn around, but suddenly stopped his steps, his expression gloomy.
Then, he opened his mouth and uttered two words in a voice that only he could hear.
'Qimen. ’
......
"Hey, readers, aren't you all very reasonable?!Why don't you speak!hmm?!" Looking at the poor scholar who suddenly turned into a stuffy gourd in front of him, the strong man who wanted to vent his evil anger felt angry instead, and shouted angrily, "What's wrong?!What about your high-minded talk?!You don't dare to say anything else except that sentence?hmm?!"
The scholar who was dragged by the collar blushed and his lips were bitten with blood, but he still didn't say a word. Among them, there are elements of disdain to reason with the strong man in front of them, there are elements of being frightened and afraid to speak, and there are also resentments of abandoning 'the gentleman who does not use his hands'.
He seemed to be waiting, waiting for the strong man to make a move.
And the strong man lived up to his expectations.
After a foul word pronounced 'Niang' emphatically, he raised his clenched right fist high.
Then, the right fist just stayed in the air.
Not an inch moved.
The crowd was amazed.
This fist, it's not that the strong man doesn't want to swing it, but he can't swing it.
I saw that behind the strong man, who was empty a second ago, suddenly stood a handsome man in a Yong robe and a jade pendant on his waist - he held the strong man's right arm with one hand behind his back and the other hand.
No one saw how he appeared.
Except for Bai Xiucai.
He frowned slightly, raised his head, and looked at the second-floor seat against the wall.
At that moment just now, the rich boy jumped down from the elegant seat where he should not be able to see the movements of the strong man, and flew to stand behind the strong man. If there is any exercise in this world that can make people pass a distance of tens of meters in an instant, I am afraid that there is only one answer.
Qimen.
With the extraordinary flesh of the root bones, the contract of heaven, earth, man and god, and the strange and treacherous secret arts, it is a strange door.
To put it in layman's terms, ordinary exercises are aimed at strengthening the body and tempering oneself, and no matter how deep the practice is, it will eventually be the power of one person, while the Qimen exercises can borrow the power of time, place, people, and divine consciousness, and vaguely make the power of one person not limited by 'one person', so that it can compete with thousands of armies.
Back then, the Great Dream Empire, which unified the two major dynasties of the East and the West and dominated the world, once rated the strength of the warriors, and there were eleven levels: armored, threesome, seven, ten, half a hundred, ten small, half a thousand, a thousand, a thousand, and a celestial. Except for the first and last ranks, the rest of the ranks are measured by the number of armor soldiers that the warrior can besiege. And in these ratings, from the fourth level onwards, those who have no strange doors are not allowed to step in.
There are tens of millions of people in the world, there are more than 10,000 people with extraordinary roots, more than 1,000 people who are haunted by deeds, and only more than 100 people who can perform secret arts. Although there are many kinds of Qimen exercises, because of the unwritten hidden rules that have been established since the true dragon, they should be rare and difficult to find in this world.
But today, the rich man in front of him is indeed a strange man.
Bai Xiucai frowned, calmed down, and continued to look coldly.
The strong man was visibly stunned for a moment when his elbow was grabbed. But he quickly came back to his senses, didn't let go of his left hand that was carrying the scholar's collar, turned his head to look at the handsome man in gorgeous clothes behind him, and said in a shock: "What are you doing!"
The handsome boy didn't let go of the left hand that was holding his arm, and smiled indifferently, "Persuade you to stop at the point." ”
The strong man glared at him and said angrily: "You don't let go?!"
"If you are pine, this son will be loose. ”
The handsome boy smiled slightly, and the right hand hidden behind him secretly changed his palm.
"Damn! You stinky little bunny is making a lot of noise!"
The strong man said angrily, let go of his left hand that was holding the scholar's collar, and threw it on the seat, then clenched his left hand into a fist, turned around and smashed it towards the boy's brilliant face.
Childe squinted slightly, as if he had expected it a long time ago, and his right hand was for tat with his right hand, and he slapped it straight at his chest.
If that strong man's punch can make people's skin and flesh bloom, then his palm will definitely make him break his muscles and bones!
In an instant, the two of them were full of anger, and they were about to break the net.
It's just a fresh breeze.
The long black hair swayed slightly, and the white kaftan swayed slightly.
A fist and a palm all stopped in the air, and all the anger dissipated and disappeared.
The diners were silent, and for the second time they looked stunned.
The two of them also looked sideways in surprise, looking at him who suddenly appeared beside the two of them and held one person down with one hand.
Before the two of them came to their senses, Bai Xiucai let go of his hand and politely made a note to the strong man, "This captain, can you take a half step back and dissipate your anger for the sake of the face of our restaurant?" The shopkeeper said, if the general is willing to let the adults not remember the villain once, today's meal, even if the general apologizes to the general, the order will be waived. ”
The strong man was shocked, and he never thought that he would be seen through his identity at a glance.
He bowed his head slightly and glanced at the brocade belt around his waist - it was indeed the brocade belt of the six-rank captain, but as a military lieutenant, he often wore armor, and the red robe and black fish scale armor was the best and most conspicuous evidence for the general, and this ordinary brocade belt was always ignored.
But how could the ordinary bookkeeper in the restaurant in front of him recognize his identity at a glance?
The lieutenant frowned slightly, and lowered his right hand, which was clenched into a fist.
He raised his eyes and glanced at the handsome boy in front of him, and then glanced at the poor scholar who was silent, snorted coldly, and turned around, "It's true that the captain of this school is angry today, but it's not your turn to be a punching bag in the restaurant." That's it, for the sake of the shopkeeper today, don't worry about you guys who can only dance and write, and go!"
After speaking, he took out a tael of silver from his arms, stuffed it into Bai Xiucai's hand without saying a word, and walked out of the restaurant without looking back.
In front of everyone's eyes, Bai Xiucai smiled slightly, and made a compilation at the back of the captain, "The general is a true gentleman!"
Then, he turned around, looked around at the diners, and said with a smile, "The shopkeeper said, if you are frightened today, then you will send a pot of good Huang Kang to each table to suppress everyone's shock!"
The diners were stunned at first, and then burst into a sea of cheers, such as "Thank you for the shopkeeper!", "The shopkeeper is so chivalrous!" and "The shopkeeper is a real chivalrous girl!"
And the shopkeeper next to the account desk also gave a blessing with a half-smile and half-hidden.
After listening to the noisy conversation of the past resounded, Bai Xiucai breathed a sigh of relief and apologized to the poor scholar, "I'm offended." ”
The scholar sat back on the wooden chair, took a sip of tea, and did not answer, but his expression was much soothed.
Bai Xiucai turned around, saluted the handsome boy who was looking at him, glanced at the jade pendant on the child's waist, and said in a low voice: "This son, from Meng Yue came all the way, please go upstairs and continue to eat, right?" Huang Kang will send it soon." ”
Childe was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and handed him a bag of broken silver, "Thank you, Mr. Bookkeeper, but this son-in-law has already eaten almost, so you don't have to be polite." ”
Bai Xiucai took the broken silver, secretly weighed it, and said with a smile, "Send the son." ”
The boy also laughed, and gestured to a little head sticking out of the railing upstairs, and saw a delicate and handsome girl holding a long cloth bag in her arms, walking down the stairs quickly and carefully, and standing beside the handsome boy. After she blinked and looked at Bai Xiucai twice, she walked out of the restaurant with her son-in-law.
After taking care of this sudden encounter, Bai Xiucai finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked back to the counter, looked at the shopkeeper who was squinting at him, and respectfully offered all the silver in his hand.
"It's okay, Bai Xiucai, Yue Yu is very familiar with it. The shopkeeper raised the corners of his mouth slightly, playing with the taste, "The one who gives away wine for free is still the best Huang Kang." ”
Bai Xiucai smiled, "If you say it's Huang Kang, you don't necessarily want to take Huang Kang out...... Since it was delivered, the guests were embarrassed to say something. ”
"Hehe, how can it be done, isn't this the signboard of smashing our 'Rainbow Carp Pavilion'?" the shopkeeper smiled meaningfully, "Naturally, I want to send a good Huang Kang." ”
"But that's not ......"
"Of course, Huang Kang's money must be deducted from your salary. ”
"Uh, that's ......"
Bai Xiucai knew that he was wrong, so he didn't dare to refute, so he had to hang his head and sigh.
Seeing his indescribable appearance, the smiling shopkeeper suddenly raised his hand and gently tapped his forehead with his fingertips.
"You, you. ”
......
After leaving the restaurant, the handsome boy put one hand behind his back, and the other hand held the jade pendant on his waist, and carefully studied it as he walked. The delicate girl holding the long cloth bag was behind him, her steps were smaller than that of the child, so she walked faster, "Young master, why did you leave? I haven't eaten enough of the sweet and sour 'Leaping Dragon Gate'." ”
The handsome boy put down the jade pendant and said softly, "This place is not suitable for a long time. ”
"Why shouldn't you stay longer?"
"The bookkeeper has an astonishing eyesight. ”
The girl blinked slightly, and said in surprise, "Young master, he won't see where we are from, will he?"
"Well, I see. The handsome boy turned around and looked at the sign of the Rainbow Carp Pavilion in the distance, "He also held down my palm." ”
"Huh?!" the girl whispered, "But if you can take the young master's palm, unless it is a martial artist with more than ten people younger......"
“...... It is not our luck to have such a person in Pingshui. He stood still, looked at the girl behind him, and whispered, "Shangshan, everything has been arranged for the night?"
"Young master, don't worry. All parties have been arranged, and we will have at least one stick of incense before the government arrives. ”
"Hmm...... The next thing is to wait for them to fall into the net......"
The handsome boy nodded thoughtfully.
"Hopefully, everything will go well. ”