Listening to the boring conversation in the alley, the girl was a little worried, "Grandpa Baiyuan, if that man is unwilling to sell anything, what should we do?"

The old man with his hands up to his knees like an ape smiled and said, "Then let him die. The old slave came here to deal with this worst situation, otherwise the money would be wasted.

There wasn’t even a sound. However, the safety of the young lady will be a bit troublesome at that time, so I guess I have to leave it to the Song family or the Li family."

Apart from anything else, if he kills someone, although the old man will be expelled by the saint, compared with floating in the water silently, it is like throwing a stone into the water, and at least there will be some splashes.

It's just that the old man would never make such a move unless it was absolutely necessary. After all, no matter how significant the Sword Sutra was, and no matter how much Zhengyang Mountain regarded it as a treasure, it would still be far inferior to the road to immortality of the young lady on his shoulders.

At least for the elderly, that's what they think.

There are four surnames and ten tribes in the town, headed by the Lu family.

But if you put it outside, on the contrary, the Lu family is actually at the bottom. It originated from a dynasty dominated by the Lu family. After it was overthrown by the two major frontier armies of Dali, the Lu family's status in the East Aquarius Continent was

It's already in danger.

Over there in the alley, Liu Xianyang listened to Lu Zhengchun talking about being a high-ranking official, rich in wealth, and beautiful women. It was like he was talking to a Song Ji salary who had dropped his bookcase. He was particularly annoyed. He took a step forward and pointed at Lu Zhengchun's nose.

: "That armor is the ancestral heritage of my Liu family, and it has nothing to do with money! Even if you let me move to your house today, from now on, Lu Zhengchun will call me grandpa every day, and I won't bother to care about you! Listen, surnamed Lu.

Is it clear?!"

Lu Zhengchun stood alone at the entrance of Mubo Alley, staring hard at the gangster in front of him. He showed that he was not afraid of wearing shoes if he was barefoot, and the eldest son of the Lu family was ready to bump into him and die here.

I used to work as a lobbyist at the covered bridge, blocking Liu Xianyang's way to the blacksmith shop, but he got off to a bad start. Returning to the house on Fulu Street, my grandfather entertained those high-ranking guests and quietly called him to the secret room.

, did not say any harsh words, nor did he say any big words about the great family business, he just pointed at the body under the white cloth, "Zhengchun, grandpa has no other request, I just hope that your brother will not die in peace. I hope that by the first seven days, you will have walked out."

In the small town, just take a look at the outside scenery for him."

Lu Zhengchun's eyes suddenly became wet, and he choked and trembled: "Liu Xianyang, let me beg you, okay?"

Liu Xianyang was stunned.

This well-dressed young man became increasingly fragile and helpless, his lips trembled, and he burst into tears and said, "Okay? I'll kneel down to you, and I'll admit my mistake to you, okay?"

With a plop.

Lu Zhengchun knelt firmly on the mud floor of Mud Ping Alley and began to kowtow.

There is gold under the man's knees.

The young man kowtowed loudly and loudly.

At the foot of the outer wall of Mud Bottle Lane, the little girl gently kicked the old man's chest with her feet, thinking about the mountains that caught her eye along the way, and which one to choose to move back to her hometown.

The boy was a little gloating about his misfortune and asked casually: "Mom, is this guy named Lu crazy? Are we really going to leave the town with a madman in the future? How embarrassing would that be?"

The woman had a complicated look on her face. She thought of many strange people and strange things she had witnessed with her own eyes. She hesitated to speak, and finally shook her head and said, "No."

Liu Xianyang was a little at a loss.

The tall young man could not have imagined that Lu Zhengchun would do such a thing. The eldest grandson of the richest family in the town would just kneel at his feet and kowtow?

Liu Xianyang's face was tangled. At this moment, the straw-shoe boy who had been observing Liu Xianyang and Lu Zhengchun suddenly pulled his sleeve and shook his head gently.

Liu Xianyang couldn't bear it and said: "This is too outrageous..."

Chen Pingan's eyes are firm and determined, which is self-evident.

The tall, carefree young man already showed signs of soft-heartedness.

But in the eyes of the girl in black, the straw-shoe boy was a bad guy, but now he seemed extremely hard-hearted.

Chen Pingan's intuition told him that if Liu Xianyang agreed to the deal before Lu Zhengchun knelt down, he might suffer some hardship at most, but his life would be safe. But now Liu Xianyang has fallen into the same predicament he encountered before. If not for Qi Qi at that time,

If the gentleman intervenes, his fate is to kill Fu Nanhua and then be killed, either by people from Yunxia Mountain or Laolongcheng.

And what's even more fatal is that according to the "rules" Miss Ning told him, if Lu Zhengchun himself is from a small town, Mr. Qi will most likely be unable to control him or the Lu family if they want to kill Liu Xianyang.

Chen Ping'an's mind changed. While Lu Zhengchun was still kowtowing desperately, he lowered his voice and said to Liu Xianyang: "If it doesn't work out, just pretend to agree to him. Let's meet Master Ruan first and wait until you are accepted as a disciple."

Liu Xianyang nodded and said to Lu Zhengchun: "Brother, you'd better get up first and talk! What the hell do you think it's like being so mean!"

Lu Zhengchun did not stand up, but raised his head, his red and swollen forehead covered with mud.

Liu Xianyang said helplessly: "But you need to go back first, make a thorough calculation with them, and negotiate a fair price. Don't fool me anymore. I'm not a fool. Two hundred copper coins, let alone whether I will lose money."

When you go to grandma’s house, don’t you think the price will drop if you just tell those noble people?”

Lu Zhengchun stood up slowly and said with a smile: "That's the truth! As long as you are willing to let go, Liu Xianyang, I, Lu Zhengchun, will be your brother from now on! It doesn't matter whether you recognize me or not, I recognize you anyway!"

Liu Xianyang walked over, put his arms around Lu Zhengchun, and walked towards the alley together, comforting him: "Lao Lu, I will take my brothers to enjoy the happiness together in the future. When the deal is finalized, I should treat you to a drink anyway.

Good wine.”

Lu Zhengchun wiped his forehead and said with a cheerful smile: "Drinking is not easy. What's so difficult about it? Besides, I'm here to treat you. It won't cost you anything. That's it. Otherwise, I'll be angry, brother."

Liu Xianyang laughed and said: "I know that you are a kind person, Lao Lu, so I will definitely mix with you in the future!"

Chen Pingan followed the two of them, leaning slightly to the side of the alley wall, keeping an eye on the movement at the entrance of the alley.

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The man in white robe took the young man Song Jixin to the back hall of the Supervisory Office in the old steward's box.

The steward said that after waiting here for half an hour, Mr. Li from the academy, who had come all the way, said he wanted to leave for the academy to visit an elder from the Confucian sect.

Song Changjing didn't say a word about this, and just asked: "The assassin who died in the alley, have you found out which force's pawn he is?"

The steward was a little hesitant.

Song Changjing frowned and said, "Huh?"

The old man quickly bent down and said in fear: "It's the Song family from Fulu Street."

Song Changjing sneered: "I don't know how to give this king a little surprise!"

The old steward was sweating profusely.

Song Jixin remained silent, his eyes blazing.

Inside the school, Qi Jingchun gently put down her book and turned around to look. There was a handsome young man standing over the door, wearing a high hat and a Confucian shirt, smiling and saying nothing.

Qi Jingchun's face was calm and unsmiling.

In the small town, a bald man wearing strange clothes walked barefoot and looked haggard. He came to the iron lock well, looked into the deep well, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and whispered softly: "Buddha sees a bowl of water, and there are a hundred and eight thousand people."

insect."

Outside the town, on the top of a mountain, there was a person standing on the thick branch of a towering ancient tree, looking at the outline of the town, with a tiger charm hanging on his waist and a long sword on his back.

This place is outside the world.

On a long road that slopes upward, as if it reaches the sky, it is surrounded by clouds and mist, and no scenery can be seen.

There is a young Taoist nun Huang Guan, riding a white deer, slowly climbing up.

Next to her was a Taoist priest with a face like a crown of jade. His steps were as nimble as flowing clouds and flowing water. Two big fish with long whiskers, one red and one green, were swimming around him.

Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and the three religions are about to gather in the small town.

In the blacksmith shop by the stream in the south of the town, a father and his daughter were forging iron, sparks flying like a brilliant rain of fire.

The man held a sword in his hand and said to the girl with a ponytail who was swinging a hammer: "Don't go to the town during this period."

The strength in the girl's hand immediately weakened a lot, and she felt that all the strength in her body had slipped away along with the snacks in the town.

The man laughed angrily and said, "Come on!"

The girl turned her grief and anger into strength and hit the red sword with a heavy hammer.
Chapter completed!