The shopkeeper hates his guts, too. But in addition to smelly beat. Is there any way? When you’ve had enough. He will go by himself. The girl is a foreigner. There’s no need to provoke such a spammer. Let it be. Besides, the people here are Shan Ye boors. No manners. If you annoy them, you’ll be messed up. Why bother? Take my advice. Let’s go after watching the excitement. "
He just nagged here. Suddenly I saw a big fat man with a look unfamiliar coming out of the shop. Holding a big red-hot poker in his hand. Running and cursing. Ying Qiong asked the middle-aged man in the gown what he said. The middle-aged man turned pale and said, "He called you an undead Lai Tieniu! Usually ten days and a half to stir me up. I will be trapped by Lao Tzu today. I’ll teach you how to taste it.
Alas! Why is this man like this? Just give it a good beating. If you use that thing, people will die. Really. Ignorance! What a bunch of boors who don’t know how to die. How can it be so disregard for human life? "
The ugly man saw the fat shopkeeper coming with poker. I am also in a hurry. Trying to get rid of the rope. Unexpectedly, it didn’t work this time. Knowing his strength, the shopkeeper prepared raw beef tendons to tie him up. No matter how much he earns, he can’t get away. Tossing the swaying leaves of a Castanopsis fissa tree. Hush and hush. Seeing that the poker will burn the ugly man’s arm. Many people around can’t bear to see it.
Shuangying has long wanted to come forward to comfort her. But I don’t want to give my brother any trouble. Especially after Yingqiong passed the magic wave pool, she was even more embarrassed. Song Chang Gung has other ideas. It looks bad. Body movement has reached between the ugly man and the shopkeeper. A faint voice said: "Wait a minute!" And release the momentum to the shopkeeper. Let him shake and stay there.
Song Chang Gung’s momentum was released and closed. The fat shopkeeper suddenly saw a well-dressed young man. I was shocked by his imposing manner again. Fierce and violent. Can’t help but subtract most. But I still drink from my mouth and don’t know what to say. Song Changgeng made a move. The middle-aged man in a gown came along by himself. Song Changgeng smiled and said, "Please explain it."
The middle-aged man in a long gown was scared enough by his forceful recruitment. It took a while to stabilize my mind. In a trembling voice, he said, "The shopkeeper asked your guests not to worry about my idle account! I don’t know how much business I’ve been stirred up by Tieniu. He’s not afraid to fight. This time, I finally twisted the rope with hemp stains and beef tendon. Soak with water. To tie him up. Failed to escape. At least give him something to eat. "
Song Changgeng said to the middle-aged man, "You tell him. It’s sunny and sunny. There is no from ruin. The principle of letting people commit crimes. He’ll kill himself with a poker. Let him let this ugly man go. How much did he eat? How about I return it? "
Although the fat shopkeeper can’t speak Mandarin, he can understand it. Smell speech looked Song Changgeng up and down and saw his gorgeous clothes. Knowing that rich people can afford it. With a grimace of a grin, he said, "None of us are three or two years old. Keep your word. Don’t wait for him to run away. But you don’t recognize it. " Say it. He ordered the two shopkeepers to stop playing and untie. The shopkeeper said it was fierce. But I dare not look Song Changgeng in the eye. There was a little trembling in her voice. Eyes full of fear. That feeling just now made his heart palpitation unforgettable.
I don’t want that rope to be strong. I’ve been soaked again. It swelled. Be earned by the dwarf. The buttons are all fastened. Two shop guys have been solving it for a long time, but they haven’t solved it. The ugly man is still earning hard. I can’t stop drinking and swearing. The middle-aged man in a gown said, "He told you that a good man should not meddle. I am not afraid of him. Make sure he looks good. "
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The thirtieth volume South Xinjiang wind and rain Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight Red-haired bodhi old zu
When the two guys saw him swearing, they took the whip and went up to fight again. Song Changgeng’s eyebrows frowned and he was about to speak, but at that moment, he was quick. Click! Even the noise was loud and the dust was flying, and the audience fled one after another. I saw a big tree about a foot thick, which was uprooted by the ugly man, and people and trees rushed at the two guys.
The ugly man used a powerful hand, tied his hands backwards to the tree, and the roots were broken. How could he walk with many roots? Before he took two steps, he threw himself on the ground. The fat man knew it was bad, ran into the store in three steps, grabbed a kitchen knife and ran out. Ying Qiong was naturally excited when she saw that her brother had stepped in.
Seeing that the shop took the initiative to use the knife, it actually released its own sword. Before the fat man came near, the sword was out of the box, and the purple light flashed like a dragon in the shadow of the sun. First, the ugly man’s rope was solved, and then it was stopped in front of the fat man’s shopkeeper. The natives here were ignorant and saw a little girl release a purple light dragon, thinking it was a fairy.
Some timid ran away, some knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and for a moment they were in a mess. But the ugly iron cow shook his body, and his back was broken with branches and leaves, and he fell to one side. When he saw the fat shopkeeper with a knife in his hand, he shouted, "My life is with you!" As he spoke, he swooped up, and the fat shopkeeper had long been scared to run back with a knife. The fat shopkeeper shouted as he ran: "The robber killed someone, come here quickly!" Help! " As he spoke, he turned around and ran fiercely, and the ugly man also wanted to chase him. But Song Chang-geng reached forward and stopped him, and the two men didn’t touch each other physically, but the ugly man couldn’t rush Song Chang-geng’s arm anyway, as if there was an invisible wall to stop him.
He was so anxious that he jumped straight and screamed, and Song Chang Gung’s spirit tactic was pinched. A little bit on his head, a little spell acted on him, so that he could speak fluent Mandarin. Before the ugly man realized that his accent had changed, he repeatedly shouted at Song Changgeng with an anxious face: "Good man, let go, I am strong, so don’t hurt you."
This fat man scolded my dead mother last month. I remembered that it was my fault for taking his things by force. I only asked others for it twice, but I didn’t look for him. Today, I went to the village to ask for some salt and come back to cook. I passed his door. It was he who caught up with me and said that his store had newly cooked fat bacon and asked me if I wanted it. I said you would as long as you didn’t scold my mother, and he readily agreed.
He gave me the meat before he said that he would hit me. He also said that he would see how good I am. First, he didn’t say that he didn’t eat it beforehand. Second, he itched Susu these days. I had to rely on him, but he used a clever method to tie me up with a rope that soaked in the dungeon, and I was beaten enough, but I couldn’t earn it. I have to burn it with fire again. Can I spare him? "
Shuangying’s face changed when he heard it. The British man said, "Brother, the shopkeeper is so hateful. We don’t care. Let this man go and settle the cause and effect. I want to see what this fat man can do?"
Song Chang Gung shook his head and said, "How can you say that? Although there is something wrong with this fat shopkeeper. But you should also think about him. It is not easy for him to open a shop to make a living. This guy is always disturbing other people’s business. The fat man has no virtue to scold his mother, but everyone has his own ideas. We can’t impose our own ideas on others. "
With that, I want to make a detour to chase after the ugly man, but although this guy is born with divine power, how can he be more flexible than Song Changgeng? Moreover, this man is simple and honest, and I just saw Song Changgeng help him. Think he’s a good man. I don’t want to knock each other down, but I am anxious to say it a few times. I want to go around when I see the other person ignoring me.
Song Changgeng thought to himself: Since zhou yun, the dude in Emei, never knows what’s wrong, this guy has a good endowment, so I might as well accept him and be a helper.
Thinking of this, he said to him, "You are stubborn and don’t listen to my advice. If you kill someone, you will pay for it. You are dead, who cares about your dead mother? Let her old man’s house have no peace of mind. If I lose my hand, I’ll take you and take care of your food, drink and wear for the rest of my life. What do you think? If you want to say that you are strong, come and compete with me. I put one arm here and you can move it. I don’t care about your revenge. "
Hearing this, the ugly man bowed his head and thought, and said, "You’re right. When my mother was around, she said that my hands were heavy. If I killed someone, she would have to die. Now she’s dead, and people are still asleep in the hole. There are many rabbits and wild boars on the mountain, so no one cares about it. I hurt her. I still believe my mother’s words and suffer some losses. Forget it.
It’s just that I’ve never met a nice guy like you, and I won’t fight you. My mother said that you can’t fight a nice guy, and you have to take care of my food. Then I can talk ahead. You take care of my food, and I can eat a lot. If you don’t like me, hit me. First, don’t scold my mother. Second, don’t burn me like that fat pig, or I will ignore you. "
Shuangying saw that he was naive, never forgetting his mother, and he was very fond of his simple and honest filial piety. While they were talking, the fat shopkeeper had gone to call the local Baojia and a group of people with sticks to come. Song Changgeng said to the ugly man unhurriedly, "I will obey everything you said. Since I said that I don’t care how you can beat you, you can’t move now. I will assign it."
After that, Ying Qiong returned the sword to the box and greeted the group by herself. The old man in his fifties in Baojia felt wrong when he saw Song Chang-geng’s calm attitude and gorgeous clothes. When he came over, he quickly stopped everyone and asked in half-life Mandarin, "Where did the guests come from?" Why should you care about the small things of the mountain people here? If they don’t, they will pollute your hands. "
Song Changgeng smiled faintly, took out a jade brand from Gan Kun’s bag and threw it at him. "You are an official, but do you know this brand?" I am the master of the Great Ming Dynasty, the master of His Royal Highness the Prince and the princess. Today, I just met by chance, and it was not a big deal. I reached out and took care of it. Let this person talk to you about the specific things. "
A wave of his hand, just the middle-aged man in a gown was caught by his volley again. The middle-aged man in a gown obviously read a book. He said it was a Buddhist today, the master of the prince and princess. His eyes brightened and he didn’t tremble. He adjusted his clothes, and said it again with a strange bureaucratic attitude. Then he took a peek at Song Changgeng to see if he was satisfied.
Although Baojia didn’t know the words on the jade brand, he had never seen the beauty of jade in this brand before, and the golden words in it seemed to be born in the jade itself. The jade surface was smooth and the words were in the jade. At first glance, it was not a mundane product. I knew that this person was a noble person, whether it was a master or not, and I knew how to do it after listening to the explanation of a middle-aged scholar.
I quickly handed the sign back respectfully and said, "I already know the matter. Please rest assured that I will severely punish this profiteer. I really deserve to be beaten for flouting the king’s law." He knew that since the other party was in charge, it must be inclined to the ugly guy, and the shopkeeper would lose his job. He quickly kicked him out to make the other party feel relieved, and he was biased and sent the fat man a meal earlier.
The fat shopkeeper looked dissatisfied and said, "Although I hit him skillfully, he did me too much harm. Take today’s Castanopsis fargesii tree as an example. It was planted by my grandfather when he was young, at least it was worth five or six dollars. Now he broke it. Do you mean it’s over? What about those things that he did harm to me in the past? You just said you would return them to him. Do you want Baojia to yell at the fat man for not talking nonsense? Song Changgeng said with a smile, "Don’t worry first, the tree has been broken and there is no way to revive it. Even if he ate your meat before, this ingot of twelve taels of silver must be finished?" With that, he took out a silver ingot and threw it in the past. The fat man’s eyes flashed a trace of greed, and his small eyes turned around and he wanted to blackmail more.
The Bao-jia’s eyes flashed a fierce light in silver’s eyes, and he said to the fat man fiercely, "Aren’t you satisfied with this guy? Buddhist master won’t dispute with you, just say yes and give you money. Where in the world can you find such a person to stop the fight? Lai Tieniu doesn’t know that he is not worth three dollars. Did you bite him? If you don’t comply, the official will ask you to beat people with lynching, so that you can’t afford it. "
Fat man is also hob meat, but also stirred up. Suddenly Song Changgeng frowned, and he gave off a tremendous momentum of the earth, which was lofty and vast, and at the same time, it was wild and majestic, and everyone else was pressed to the ground on the spot. The fat man peed his pants in horror, but Song Changgeng ignored him and just turned to look at the scholar in his eyes.