Snakes don’t know that they are poisonous, and people don’t know that they have had past experiences. Your good deeds are like candy to others. They will be gone after you eat them, and the taste will be slowly forgotten. Your past experiences are like a scar. , will exist forever, not a military medal, let alone glory. People cannot put themselves in someone else's shoes because their thoughts, experiences, and senses are all different. I praise you for your good looks, but you call me a pervert.
"Okay, don't let yourself go. That's what happens after you become a ghost." It doesn't matter, Wang Busheng just wants to be a good person.
Retracting the rope, I can't imagine why the rope is so short. Isn't it for binding? Is it just for binding my wrists? I tied my dirty clothes together, and then tore the sheets in two. The teacher said it was damaging public property. He wanted to compensate. This would not make him lose money. Wang Bushu was a little worried and tied them together again. It seemed that they were still a little short of time.
So Wang Bu Shou turned his attention to Jing Hao.
The little girl is young, but she is also intelligent. She hurriedly covered her chest, "What do you want to do? Don't even think about taking off my clothes. Let me tell you, my clothes are produced by Yuyi Studio. They are a limited edition of more than one hundred taels." ".
"Well, this girl seems to have missed the point." Wang Busheng of Yuyifang has heard of it, that is, the Chanel Versace in his previous life. The so-called high-end clothes cost one hundred taels. The girl's family is in good condition. Isn't the price of this bed worth enough? She's out.
"What, you misunderstood, I wanted to ask you if you have money." Wang Busheng asked softly
"Money, why do you need money? I never take money with me when I go out. My master tells me to take whatever I want, and she will pay for it. Children who bring money will encounter scammers." The little girl said in a calm tone, she is another person who doesn't know what money is.
"Well, girls need to be rich. It turns out that it's not just the 21st century. The ancients already had this tradition." I gave up the idea of asking the little girl to pay for the bed sheets.
Looking down at the clothes he had just put on, Wang Bushu could only sigh deeply. Why do you always get hurt when you do good things?
With no choice and no hesitation, I took off my coat and tied it on one end of the rope. I looked at the little girl and said, "Jing, good girl, remember to pay for these clothes in the future."
He stretched out three fingers, then two more, "five taels".
"My life is worth five taels." Jinghao pointed at herself, with an insulted expression on her face, "I wouldn't have cursed you like that."
"Well, I met a rich man." Wang Busheng liked it very much. "Well, you make an offer and I'll take care of it."
"My life is worth at least this amount." He stretched out five fingers and continued, "Fifty thousand taels, gold."
"This, this, this, I'm a little embarrassed to hold it." Fifty thousand taels of gold, it's not a problem to live comfortably for a lifetime, who wants to start a business? It's so tiring.
"Brother, you are overthinking. You have a good character. You cannot do good deeds without expecting anything in return." Helping others is the foundation of happiness. This is what my husband taught me.
"Well, okay, it's a pity that the clothes cost more than 500 yuan." It’s a pity that Wang Bu died.
Those who make you feel frustrated are trying to stimulate you to become stronger quickly, so Wang Busui should say thank you. Sometimes disappointment is like a flower. When disappointment reaches a certain level, it will bloom. The name of this flower is "It doesn't matter." Thinking about the five thousand taels in his pants, Wang Busheng suddenly felt that those copper coins didn't have much value anymore.
"Wow, brother, you have a very good figure." Finally the little girl found the bright spot.
"Uh, girl, you have to pay to look at men." Why can men's bodies be looked at freely, but not women's? It's agreed that men and women are equal.
Money never existed and could never exist.
After starting to work, Wang Busi tore his clothes into two pieces, which should be about the same length, and tied one end around Jing Hao's waist. The other end is tied to his wrist.
"Wow, brother, your chest muscles are so developed."
"Uh, why does this girl always go off topic?" However, Wang Busheng was still very happy to be praised. He smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, not as big as you."
"Stinking rogue'.
"Well, what did I say wrong?"
The floors of the buildings in the Ming Empire were not very high, so even the fourth floor where Wang Busheng was located was only ten meters high. The length of the rope was enough now.
"You climb out of the window and I slowly put you down." Wang Bushi tried the endurance of the rope. Fortunately, the little girl was not fat, so it should be fine. Of course, if there was an accident, it would only mean that the girl was unlucky, and she must be reborn with a pair of wings in her next life.
"Brother, I'm a little afraid of heights."
"Don't be afraid, close your eyes and it will pass in a while."
"Wouldn't you die if you close your eyes?"
"Ugh, it's really hard to talk to minors." It was obvious that the little girl ignored those blind people.
"Keep breathing and you won't die."
"What, brother, give me some money."
"Take the money, I don't have any money."
"Brother, it's wrong to lie to children. I've seen it. There should be quite a few bulges in your pants." Staring at Wang Busheng's underwear, the little girl's eyes were unblinking.
Wang Busheng's first reaction was to cover his head and say, "Uh, female gangster."
"Children, it's not good to carry money, it's not safe." I am also a Pixiu person. If it gets into my pants, it will be difficult to take it out.
"It's so late. I need to find a place to stay for one night, eat something, and then go home during the day tomorrow." The little girl felt aggrieved. "It's so dark outside. Who knows if there might be a perverted uncle who just escaped from this dangerous place and ended up in the wolf's den again."
"The security in Songjiang Mansion is very good now, there are not so many bad people." Wang Busheng thought for a while and said, why should he give the money he had worked so hard to earn to others.
"Brother, you have read too many fairy tales. How can there be so many places where the house is open at night and the country is peaceful and the people are safe? There are still a lot of bad guys in Songjiang Prefecture. I heard that a group of people came recently to kidnap those young and good-looking little girls. , sold to the valley to be the wife of old bachelors, look at me, I am so good-looking, am I not suitable for them."
"Well" Wang Budie was speechless.
"Brother, give me some money. Good people who do good deeds don't care about gold and silver."
Jinghao followed the guidance. After all, he was a master and a medicine seller, so he needed skills in this area.
If he had known that being a good person cost so much money, Wang Busheng would have given up the light and turned to the dark side. It would be great to save money.
"That money belongs to my wife and I can't give it to you." Wang Bu was making his final struggle.
The hand covering his pants tightened, fearing that the little girl would take it away.
"Well, don't worry. If you can't find a wife, brother, I can be a little aggrieved."
"Stop it, stop it." Wang Busheng shouted to stop. Needless to say what he said next, Wang Busheng knew what it meant. What's wrong with the women in the Ming Empire? They all like to marry by force. Leng Bingbing did it, and so did Jinghao. This is not something that can be forced on others. Well.
"Well, brother, I'm so unpopular, I'm a beauty."
"Yes, yes, I am not good enough for you," Wang Busheng was afraid of this little girl. Only women and villains are difficult to take care of. Women are ranked first, and good-looking women are ranked first. I no longer care about money, it is only right to get rid of it as soon as possible. Take out some banknotes.
After grabbing it, Jinghao curled her lips and said, "It's only thirty taels in total."
"Your arithmetic was taught by Mr. Chinese Studies. It's obviously thirty-eight taels, but if you round it off, it's still forty taels." The king hates that iron cannot become steel. There is no hope for the development of advanced arithmetic, calculus, algebra, and geometry by this generation.
"Okay, okay, stop being ink. When those big men come over, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."
"Huh, let them look good sooner or later." Jinghao said this sentence angrily, and then climbed out of the window.
Sure enough, drinking makes a bear strong, but a poor person has short ambitions. With these thirty-eight taels in hand, Jing Hao became more courageous, without any symptoms such as fear of heights or trembling.
It's basically okay to fall to your death after falling from the fourth floor. Wang Busui was very careful when it came to life and death. His muscles bulged and the rope was lowered little by little. How important it is to have a good body, especially when a hero rescues someone. When it's beautiful, it's so handsome.
There is a saying that goes well, people are pessimistic, the moon waxes and wanes, there are too many things that are beyond our control. Wang Bushu can work hard to make the arc of the rope swing smaller in order to prevent Jing Hao from bumping into the wall. But the length of the rope was unpredictable by Wang Busheng.
Everything available was used, and the length was enough, but Wang Bu Shou neglected to wrap the two loops around Jing Hao's body. Therefore, the rope is shorter, no more, no less, just about two meters short.
For an adult man, there is no danger at a height of two meters and he can jump down easily. However, it may not be so easy for a lesbian, and she is still an underage girl. The results may not be good.
Starlight, cool breeze, quiet night, such an atmosphere, even if you are an uneducated person, you always want to write a poem.
Ah, night, dark night, dark night, beauty, very beautiful person.
As the rope is lowered little by little, I also land little by little. I am in a good mood and feel happy. I am happy from the bottom of my heart. Escape from the tiger's mouth and welcome freedom. This is what many people dream of. Miss Jinghao couldn't help humming a tune.
But suddenly when she was about two meters away from the ground, the rope stopped falling. Jing Hao had a bad premonition. Looking up, she saw that although the girl was small, she also had the concept of the enemy in a dangerous environment. She had a big mouth and didn't dare to He made too much noise and asked softly, "What's wrong? Victory is right around the corner. Land quickly."
Wang Bushi smiled bitterly and replied, "I'm not very well prepared, the rope is a bit short."
"Well, this is like going to the battlefield and finding that the weapons were left at Widow Li's house next door."
"What should we do?" Jinghao was a little impatient. He could escape from the tiger's den immediately. Who would have thought that he would encounter technical difficulties.
Practice makes perfect, and you need experience to do anything. Not only is the time short for the first time, but it is also prone to some problems. As an omnipotent time-traveling male protagonist, Wang Budie should not be like this. It is also necessary to use the pants you bought. It doesn’t matter showing your body in front of an underage girl. Serving the people, helping others and doing good deeds will always make sacrifices, even if it is your own life, everyone is destined to die. , maybe heavier than Mount Tai, lighter than a feather, his name will definitely be in the list of the five good people of the Ming Empire.
It’s just that there are very few medicine sellers in the world, and there are also many fake ones. But even if it is a fake regret medicine, there is no place to buy it. Wang Budie can only smile bitterly.
He looked at Jinghao who had fallen in the air. Otherwise, he pulled it up, took off his pants, and tried it all over again.
However, it was quite tiring and too troublesome, so Wang Bushi shouted in a low voice, "I'll let go immediately. It's not very high. Please pay attention to your safety."
"Hey, stop it. We haven't reached the ground yet. Why are you letting go?" Jinghao hurriedly stopped.
"The rope is not long enough, just leave it to fate."
"Ah, no" said it, Jinghao also fell to the ground and said "Ah" again. It was obvious that there was some pain in this sound.
"Stinking rogue". These three words were said through gritted teeth, and there was a feeling of hatred for killing one's father and hatred for taking away one's wife.
The sound was so loud that it cut through the dark night. Countless people opened the door with their pants lifted, exposed their heads and looked out, "Who, who is the stinky hooligan?"
