Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Hearts of the People Are Unpredictable
A day later, Weeping Soul and Fang Bucheng walked out of the Hengduan Mountain Range and came to a small town closer to the Hengduan Mountain Range, Weeping Soul shouted in his heart and said, "Finally came to the Central Region, I don't know what I will learn in the next time?" Weeping Soul wandered around the town with curiosity and a little excitement in his heart, and after a day of traveling, Weeping Soul fatigue also dissipated a lot because of happiness.
Weeping Soul said to Fang Bucheng, "Uncle Cheng, are you sure your friends know that we are waiting for them here?" Fang Bucheng frowned and said, "It won't be wrong, they should be there in a day or two." ”
Weeping Soul nodded, and then the two of them came to live in an inn in the town, and after each of them finished their rooms, they went downstairs to eat, after all, Fang Cheng hadn't eaten for several days, and the two of them ordered two plates of beef and a few cold dishes. Fang Bucheng said, "Do weeping souls drink?"
When he heard this, he shook his head and said, "No, my dad didn't let me drink either." Fang Bucheng laughed, "How can a man not drink.Xiao Er~ Bring me two pots of wine." ”
Fang Bucheng said, "Drink." Why don't you drink it?" Weeping Soul frowned, smelled the wine in his mouth, and the smell made his stomach churn, and then said with a sad face, "Uncle Cheng, can I not drink it?" ”
Fang Bucheng said, "How can this work, a man has to eat meat in large pieces and drink wine in large pieces, and this must be drunk." After hearing this, the weeping soul had no choice but to drink it hard, and before he finished drinking, he spit it out and said, "Why is it so spicy, cough~"
Fang Bucheng smiled and said, "The first time is like this, and you will get used to it later." “
A voice came, "Please, give me something to eat." A dirty beggar kneeling on the ground looked begging at the other table.
However, instead of showing mercy, the guest officer at that table kicked the beggar out, and weeping souls frowned and walked over and said, "Why are you so conscienceless, he is already so pitiful, if you don't give him food, forget it, why do you still beat him?" Weeping souls don't understand the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes at all, and they don't understand the cruelty of this world.
But the guest officer said, "I am willing, do you take care of it?" you hairy boy get out of the way, the poor man must have something to hate, and you better not meddle in your business." “
Weeping Soul didn't speak, turned around and was about to pick up the beggar, the beggar suddenly had an extra dagger in his hand, Weeping Soul didn't expect it, Weeping Soul quickly dodged the beggar's fatal blow, and Crying Soul suddenly had an extra blood mark on his arm.
Weeping Soul stood in the distance and scolded angrily, "Why are you like this, I'm helping you." The beggar laughed and said, "Joke, I'm here to kill you, but you should be pretty fast, I don't know if you'll be able to take my attack later." The beggar jumped up and stabbed at him. Weeping Soul was about to step forward to block, but Weeping Soul felt a burst of energy shoot through his ear, only to see a hole appear in the beggar's chest, and Weeping Soul knew that this beggar had been killed in an instant.
Weeping Soul was horrified, because killing this person was definitely the guest officer behind him, and Weeping Soul was ready to thank him, but the guest officer was lowering his head to eat. Weeping Soul clasped his hands into fists and said, "Thank you, senior." Weeping Soul blushed, just now he was upset about this beggar, but he wanted to help someone and wanted to kill himself, which made Weeping Soul feel a deep irony.
The guest officer was dressed in black, wearing a cloak on his head, he couldn't see the appearance on his face clearly, and when he heard the cold cry, he wanted to thank himself, so he said, "The cruelty of this world, I hope you can realize that this beggar came in just now, and the target has always been you, although the killing intent is relatively light, but I do feel it, little guy, people are unpredictable, and your kindness will harm you." ”
After hearing this, the weeping soul hurriedly said, "Thank you seniors for your advice, and the juniors are grateful and disrespectful." ”
The guest officer said, "I see that you have good bones, and you actually use a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, in fact, with the 400 pounds of weight-bearing armor you wear, you should be regarded as the best among your peers." The more we listened, the more we felt a cold swish behind me, and we thought to ourselves that I hadn't used my martial arts and weapons, but I could see my strength, and I felt like a lamb to the slaughter in front of this black-robed man.
Weeping Soul said, "Senior, may I ask who you are"
The black-robed man said, "It's just a name, there's no need to know, Xiao Er, check out." After the black-robed man finished settling the account, he didn't look back, and didn't even say a word.
Fang Bucheng said suspiciously, "He gives me the feeling that the sea is as unfathomable as the sea, and I am as small as a grain of seawater." The weeping soul stood there and was silent for a long time.
Two days later, Weeping Soul and Fang Bucheng finally waited for the partner Fang Bucheng said in the inn, a total of more than 20 people were all injured, and the five of them immediately ran over and hugged Fang Bucheng and said, "Big brother, are you not dead?" Fang Bucheng said with a black line on his face, "You just want me to die so much, Wang Fist." "It turned out that this person with a black fist glove on his hand, called Wang Fist, had a mustache on his face, his face was full of scars, and he looked like he was in his thirties.
A young man next to him said, "Big brother, why did you come back before us?"
Fang Bucheng said, "Xu Ying, Feng Chuan, Ma Tian, Hu Wen If it weren't for the weeping soul to save me, I would have been in the wilderness by now." Wang Fist looked in the direction of Fang Bucheng's fingers, with incredulity in his eyes, because the people present were all martial arts generals, so it was hard to believe that Crying Soul could save his eldest brother with the strength of a martial artist, "Big brother, are you joking?"
Fang Bucheng was a little unhappy and said, "Do you think the eldest brother is joking?" The weeping soul saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassed, so he said, "Seniors, in fact, it doesn't matter who saves it, as long as Uncle Cheng can come back safely." ”
Xu Ying hurriedly said, "Little guy, thank you for saving my eldest brother, Xu Ying is here to thank you." Weeping Soul smiled and said, "Actually, it's not me, it's just that they're all exhausted, and I'll go up and kill them." ”
Wang Quan and the others are actually very easy to get along with, they are all iron-clad men, they are all straight, although the weeping soul is young, but some things are also understood, so the weeping soul and these people are gradually familiar with each other.
A group of people stayed for a few days in a row, and the weeping soul and Fang Bucheng's partners knew each other and were familiar with each other.
Early in the morning, Wang Fist stood at the door of the weeping soul room and said, "Weeping soul, you are still sleeping, we should go." Weeping Soul said on the bed, "Okay, I'll get up right away." ”
Weeping Soul touched his head, thinking that he must have drunk too much last night, it seems that he has degenerated, and he has been fooling around for the past few days, and he will even drink alcohol.
After the weeping soul got dressed, he walked out of the inn, and all the graces were ready to wait for the weeping soul, and the weeping soul frowned and said, "I drank too much last night, so I made you wait for a long time." “