The white-haired old man quickly regained his drunken demeanor, tapped the floor with his walking stick, and questioned the boy in front of him, "Kid, do you want to join those bad guys in bullying an old man like me?"
Lu Qian ignored the old man, stared coldly at the wrongdoer beside the old man, and solemnly ordered, "Apologize."
The ingrate stared blankly at the boy, thinking he was going to pick a fight, and boldly cursed again, "Little traitors!"
Lu Qian immediately raised his hand to grab the wrongdoer's arm, but the white-haired old man blocked his way.
"What do you want? Boy." The old man grabbed the boy's wrist.
Lu Qian moved with all his might and realized that he was unable to break free from the old man's shackles, so he looked at the old man with a puzzled expression and replied, "Catch him."
The old man raised an eyebrow and asked, "Arrest him for what?"
Lu Qian didn't answer.
This man has wronged His Highness, and His Highness will take him back to the capital to complain to Yao Yao.
Yao Yao knew that his highness was no small-time crook.
When the old man saw that the boy didn't say anything, he let go of his hand and laughed, "You tricked people into buying fake paintings, and they came to your door to comment on it, and you beat them up, but you still want to arrest them? We in Baixing Mountain are all about the law, and if we want to arrest you, it's you liars who should be arrested."
"He bought it voluntarily." Lu Qian retorted.
The old man laughed, "That's because you guys lied to him about it being a real painting."
"Master said it's a fake." His Highness told him how to identify it, but he still bought the painting.
Then it's considered a voluntary transaction and not a violation of the law.
Hearing the boy say so, the wrongdoer suddenly remembered, the boy did say that day "fake", and pointed to the painting said a Chinese language he did not understand, and after that was the group of traitors thrown out of the door.
Perhaps the boy was really reminding him then that the painting was a fake.
The unjust man suddenly lowered his head in unspeakable shame, and was thinking about whether to apologize or not, when a sudden clamor came from outside the door.
Hearing that a Han Chinese had beaten up their own people at the bottom of the hill, the tribe's sturdy youths, armed with clubs and sticks, rushed in great haste to encircle the small eatery, and shouted at the door for the Han merchants to come out.
Not expecting things to get this big, several merchants all had bad luck on their faces and turned their heads to glare at the trouble maker, Liu Sanhu.
The chief frowned as he straightened his clothes and hair crown and walked out the door to explain and apologize to the locals.
Things don't resolve themselves simply.
The foreigners here treat their guests with warmth and straightforwardness, and their enemies as cold as a harsh winter.
The local people demanded that the crooked merchants return the money and return the silver as it was.
The merchants of course refused to pay back the money, but also can not afford to mess with so many people, can only be the leader to step forward, with Liu Sanhu apologized, and after the first refund of the money for the fake painting, but also pay out a few dozen taels of silver to the matriarch as compensation, to ask for forgiveness from the local people.
This afternoon, Lu Qian stayed in the inn and was not idle, and had been forced to listen to the white-haired old man's chatter.
"Have you ever studied martial arts before?"
"From what school?"
"Who are these merchants to you?"
"You don't look like you're in league with them."
"Are they abductors? You tell grandpa, and he'll do it for you!"
"You're not really in league with them, are you?"
"Why would you do such a thing at your young age?"
"Any difficulties at home?"
......
The above interview questions were unilaterally looped by the old white-haired man for an entire afternoon.
Lu Qian gave him a brief unified reply, "Is it any of your business?"
The old man felt that a child of this age shouldn't be so reticent, and it was likely that he had suffered some kind of stimulation, which led him astray.
In short, any excuse imaginable, the old man helped the boy come up with.
After all, such a martial arts training wizards, the old man half a lifetime all over the search can not be, suddenly fell from the sky a, can not easily give up.
The old man follows the boy's lead and tells him a story about a local clan member who sacrificed his life to save others, in an attempt to tap into the boy's inner goodness.
Lu Qian listened to the old man's story with a blank face.
The old man waited for the boy's response with expectant eyes.
An old man and a young man, pulsating.
There was a silence.
Lu Qian suddenly started telling the old man the story of Hou Yi Shooting the Sun!
After speaking at an alarming rate, His Highness nodded to the old man, signaling, "Master has finished speaking, you may leave."
One person tells a story and then disperses for a free-for-all, an unwritten rule between His Highness and the Fifth and Sixth Brothers after school.
His Highness thought he could get rid of the old man after telling his story.
The old man failed to grasp the spirit of the boy for a moment.
Why are you suddenly telling myths?
At this time, the chief and Liu Sanhu gloomy face back to the inn, hit the eye to see that the drunken old man actually sat on the edge of the Lu Qian sound.
Liu Sanhu was worried that there was nowhere to vent his anger, cursing and walking over to teach that drunken old man a lesson.
The old man leaped up, bunny-like, jumped up to the guest room window in a few steps, and shouted back to Lu Qian, "Kid, if you are willing to sever your ties with this group of people, come to the eatery under the mountain to meet me at midnight tonight!"
With that, he leapt out the window.
Liu Sanhu froze, this is the second floor of the inn, this white-haired old man jumped down and was not afraid of falling to his death?
Carrying his knife, he caught up and looked out the window, long gone.
The leader stepped forward and asked Lu Qian, "What did that old man tell you?"
Lu Qian, who had been pestered all afternoon, looked down in despair and held his forehead, "Said everything."
This is an old man who talks more than Fifth Brother.
Fifth Brother only talks to His Highness about his life.
The old man also talks to His Highness about other people's lives.
His Highness is tired.
Originally planning to depart at dawn, the group of merchants woke up Lu Qian in the middle of the night, saying that they wanted to rush ahead.
When they walked out of the inn, the eyes of the old white-haired man hiding outside waiting for the boy to give up the ghost, thought that the boy had figured out that he was going to go to the bottom of the mountain for his appointment.
However, the boy followed the group of merchant vans all the way east into the woods, clearly trying to leave the tribe.
Surprisingly obsessive!
It's a pity, this good talent for practicing martial arts.
The old man sighed and looked grim as he prepared to go back to the mountain, then thought - could the boy have been forced and threatened by that group? Inconvenient to get away?
With a slight hesitation, the old man turned back to the caravan and trailed it silently, trying to observe the group's relationship with the boy.
After walking about three miles, the goatee at the end of the line yawned and couldn't help complaining, "Why did you pick the middle of the night to rush? Who can walk when they haven't even gotten enough sleep!"
Liu Sanhu turned his head and laughed strangely at him twice, whispering, "Don't nag, after you get out of the mountain in a while, there will be benefits for you."
Goatee's eyes widened, "What's the benefit?"
Liu Sanhu lowered his head and lifted a corner of the felt cloth on the truck, put the fire discount near, shine to the goat beard to see, said: "and so out of the mountain, these good things we a few brothers divided, I Liu Laosan this day to harm the brothers to lose the money, the bag tube double to make up for it!"
Goatee quickly stepped forward to check the goods in Liu Sanhu's car, see a lot of silver jewelry in it, suddenly sleepy, looked up in surprise and asked, "Where did you get these treasures?"
Liu Sanhu smiled smugly, "Took it from the home of the fool who bought the painting."
Goatee froze, "You went to his house and stole it?"
"What do you mean stolen?" Liu Sanhu gave him a disgruntled glance, "This is what that animal owes us, the sale was spoiled by him, so he should lose all his money to compensate for our capital!"
The two surrounding men also leaned over to inspect in surprise, and couldn't help but marvel, "That fool has hidden so many treasures in his home, and he's still pulling a fast one on us for that bit of silver, he's really not a thing!"
Liu Sanhu sneered, "I'll empty his house this time, so that he can learn from his mistakes and see if he dares to be arrogant with us Han Chinese in the future!"
*
In the distance, the white-haired old man hiding behind a big tree activated his inner strength and heard the conversation of the group of businessmen, a trace of anger flashed across his face all of a sudden.
This group of despicable and shameless traitors, to do such evil things, but in the name of the Han people to show off, Han people's etiquette and upbringing are spoiled by them!
The old man wants to rush out to teach these evil thieves a good lesson, but just a few days ago, he promised the Sword Saint that he would no longer care about earthly matters, and at this moment, if he brings these evil thieves to justice, the Sword Saint, that old man, will again laugh at him for not seeing through!
What to do?
Just as he was hesitating, the old man heard someone's familiar voice from above his head -
"Remarkable, remarkable, Sect Master Xu didn't even make a move to punish the evil and eliminate the treacherous, he really has realized the Way."
The old man's ears reddened when he heard this, and he tilted his head towards the tree to reprimand lowly: ''You old thief! You actually secretly followed me! Are you trying to steal my disciple from me?"
A low chuckle came from the trees, and the slender figure in a long moonlight-white shirt floated to the ground.
Under the moonlight, a plump and handsome face full of playful smile, eagle eyes staring at the last generation of Green Dragon Sect's Sect Master Xu Fengchun, laughed: "This father is just curious about what your so-called once-in-a-millennium martial arts practicing wunderkind looks like, look at it until now, Xu Sect Master, are you looking at those big thieves who steal people's belongings, or are you looking at the little thief in the back that didn't wake up from his sleep? "
"He's not a petty thief!" Old man Xu waved his hand and angrily argued, "I just stayed outside the inn and watched, that kid didn't go out of the inn, he didn't steal the stuff!"
The Sword Saint raised an eyebrow and looked at Sect Master Xu, "Also, I guess I have to grow up some more before I can practice the skill of theft."
Old man Xu exasperatedly glared at the Sword Saint, knowing that he couldn't say anything about this mouthy old guy, and in his heart, he hated himself for looking away, so he turned around angrily to go back to the mountain.
Just then, the group of merchants spoke in the distance.
Old Man Xu and the Sword Saint turned their heads to look over at the same time, and actually realized that the group seemed to be arguing.
The two looked at each other and immediately flew close, silently hiding into a large tree near a few merchants.
*
"Are you kid tired of living!" Liu Sanhu was so furious that his face turned blue, raising his hand and pointing at the rich young master who was blocking the front of his van, he gritted his teeth and threatened, "Get the hell out of my way, do you hear me!"
Lu Qian remained expressionless and blocked in front of his car, repeating his order once again, "Return the things."
"No, may, can!" Liu Sanhu said and was about to draw his sword, but he was stopped by a few brothers around him, telling him to ignore this foolish young master.
For the sake of the two thousand five hundred pieces of silver from the capital, Liu Sanhu finally roared and suppressed his anger, leading his horse to have the wagon turn around and go around that stupid kid.
The stupid kid kept his head down and didn't move.
Count him in.
Everyone pulls the van onward, and behind them comes the boy's ghostly voice again--
Lu Qian stood in place, "Master said for the last time, things are returned."
Liu Sanhu turned around and spat at him, "Get out of your mother's belly and go spread your wildness! Little bastard!"
"The fault of every man is in his party."
Lu Qian uttered a sentence that the merchants couldn't understand, turned around, his icy gaze locking onto Liu Sanhu, and continued, "Observe the past, and Si knows that benevolence is enough. Big brother has said that those who are treacherous are unforgivable."
As soon as the words fell out of his mouth, Lu Qian crushed a stone with his toes and kicked it towards Liu Sanhu's face -
"Bang" a muffled sound, Liu Sanhu caught off guard by the stone hit the bridge of the nose, fell to the ground.
The two old men hiding in the tree were instantly stunned!
Old man Xu was so excited that he couldn't speak, pointing to the kid on the ground, looking at the sword saint straight stuttering: "Look ...... at this hair and accuracy!"
"Shhh." Sword Saint demanded that the old bb machine shut up.
Liu Sanhu covered his bloodied nose, couldn't stand it any longer, climbed up, no longer cared about his brethren's obstruction, pulled out his knife, and slashed at Lu Qian!
Lu Qian met him face to face, but swimmingly avoided the blade and easily bypassed Liu Sanhu's attack, stepped forward and grabbed the horse's reins, making the wagon turn around, to return the item to the owner.
Liu Sanhu was so angry that he was about to ascend to heaven, and he followed Lu Qian and chopped desperately.
Strangely enough, it was as if the boy had eyes in his back, and he was able to avoid each cut without a hitch, calmly pulling the carriage towards the back.
Now, the two old men in the tree were completely dumbfounded!
"This kid ...... this kid!" Old man Xu was already so excited that he couldn't complete his sentence, "See? Old Qiu, he can move before the next person strikes, I told you! He must be ...... must be ......"
"Return to swim physique." The Sword Saint uttered four words in a low voice.