Amid the taunts and jeers, several men in brocade and black clothes had surrounded Po Bubu, their breaths were cold and the oppression was terrifying.
At that moment, a man in black pointed his sword directly at the tip of Po Bubu's nose, with murderous intent, "How dare you touch the carrier pigeon that watches the magpie tower, are you seeking death?"
The corner of Du Buguo's mouth twitched invisibly, and he lowered his head to look at the dead bird hanging on his waist. Only then did he realize that there was indeed a bamboo tube as thin as half a finger tied under the dead bird's claws. It seemed that the letter was inside.
His uncle was in the habit of catching rabbits, snakes and birds in the mountains. When he saw something flying above his head, he would subconsciously hit him.
What the hell, homing pigeon?
Do you know that all the birds flying in Fengyun City have their own owners?
With a sad face, Du Buguo pulled down the small bamboo tube and threw it over, "I believe you take it and leave the dead bird. It's already dead anyway, and you won't be able to survive if you take it back. It's a waste and dad will keep it for roasting and eating." It can be used as a sacrifice to the belly."
"Not to mention your crime of killing the carrier pigeon, even if the carrier pigeon is dead, it is still my favorite thing. How can I allow you to ask for it! Bring it!"
"I blame you, uncle! I have been carrying a lot of sins for decades in the world. Grandson, you are nothing! Do you want this dead bird? Kneel down and call me daddy and I will give it to you!" Poison Buguo's face became angry. A fierce violence burst out.
They are all gangsters on the street, who can I pretend to be a master in front of them?
Isn't it just a way to draw a line? If you take a step back, it will be a coward!
The men in black came out with sharp swords, watching the excitement, looking for a good place to watch the show safely.
Du Buguo sneered, turned over and took three big steps to hide behind Broken Blade, poked his head out and pointed his hand forward, "Did you see, you are bullying others with strength! More people bully others with fewer people! Dog man, come on! Their swords are not as strong as yours. The sword is short, take it out on dad!"
Broken Dao stood with his arms folded, his sharp eyes dark under his messy hair. He ignored the old poisonous creature's random shouting. He only held the hilt of the sword when those swords came to him, and swung the moon-drinking sword forward.
The movement was casual, like a light stroke in mid-air, and several sharp swords were broken immediately.
There was a sound as the broken blade fell to the ground, but the surroundings were extremely silent. When everyone came back to their senses and started making noise again, the man and the poisonous figure were already missing from the place.
"You coward! If you win with one move, you should take advantage of the victory. Why are you running away! Others thought I was a coward and ran away. Where can I put my face? How can I go to the city in the future! Hey, hey!" Du Bubu! The attacker landed on his butt, stopped yelling and turned around to look around.
There is no good wall, no good tile.
This is a ruined temple that has been abandoned for who knows how many years.
Sitting in the temple, the kind-faced Bodhisattva lost half of his face. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were covered with tangled spider webs. There was a collapsed incense burner in front of his seat. He was kicked by some deceived believer.
Du Buguai stood up, patted his butt and walked out, "I just saw an inn in the city. Come on, let's sleep in the King's bed."
"Stay here and make a living." A man's cold voice came from the side. He was so angry that he immediately jumped up and burst into tears.
"What the hell are you doing? What's wrong with you? I haven't stayed in an inn once since my father and I came together. Every time I rest in either the big dilapidated temple or the small dilapidated temple, I've almost forgotten what it's like to sleep on a bed. ! Can you be filial and let me stay in the city for at least one night? I want to eat some hot soup! "
The man sat down against the corner, held the knife and closed his eyes, "Roast the bird."
"..." This is a midnight snack.
I won’t give it to you even after it’s roasted. One pigeon isn’t enough to fill my teeth.
Du Buguo stood there with his hands on his hips and glared at the sleeping man. It took him a while to coax himself.
In the end, he looked for firewood and roasted the pigeons.
The two have been together for more than four years, and no one knows the temperament of a dog better than he does.
I don’t know how it grew, but my temperament is as strong as the sky.
Since he said he would live in a ruined temple, he would definitely not go anywhere else.
Night had fallen outside the ruined temple. A bonfire was burning inside the ruined temple. The aroma of meat floating in the air gradually became stronger, covering up the musty smell that had accumulated in the temple all year round.
After drying the freshly roasted pigeon, Du Bugui tore off two of the bird's legs and handed the rest to the man.
Looking at the other party without saying a word, he silently reached out to take the food, his old face was filled with poison, and he reluctantly stuffed him with a bird leg, "Forget it, I won't argue with you. A roasted pigeon is as big as a palm, go. The skeleton has less than 2 taels of meat, so there is only a little more meat on the bird's legs... Humph, dad is a good dad, he loves his son!"
Broken Dao raised his black eyes to look at him, took the bird's leg and stuffed it into the mouth of the man who liked to call himself father, "Tomorrow I will go to the city to find work."
"..." Du Buguao held the second bird leg in his hands. He ate it inexplicably slowly this time, and ate it carefully. He hummed, "Look for it. It's not easy for a gentleman to live without money. Say it's okay, but dad won't sell it. medicine."
"There is a river four miles to the west where you can bathe." Duandao said, but said nothing after that.
After Du Buguo extinguished the bonfire, he walked out of the ruined temple with his hands behind his back, walking under the stars and moonlight, "I'm going to take a shower, don't wait for me!"
When the movement outside disappeared, Broken Blade slowly opened his eyes again, sighing silently in the darkness, with a hint of helplessness audible.
If the poison doesn't attack that temper, he's going to cause trouble again.
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"Who wants to bathe in the river when it's so cold at night? There's obviously a better place! Hmm, you act like a gentleman and follow principles, but I don't! A good man will not live long!"
Du Bugui didn't go to the west to find any river at all, and ran towards Fengyun City out of Duandao's sight.
After entering the city, look for the Magpie Tower.
Fengyun City was still lively and noisy at night, but unlike the days when it was full of violence, the scene at night was extremely harmonious.
When people who don't know what's going on see it, they think that Fengyun City during the day is not the same place as Fengyun City at night.
Du Buguo didn't pay attention to these things, so he walked around on the roofs of various buildings, and soon found the location of Wangque Tower in Nancheng.
It's the most luxurious restaurant on the street.
"It turns out to be a restaurant! Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
At the same time that there was movement in the back kitchen of the restaurant, the gentle music of the piano upstairs suddenly stopped.
Bai Xiaofeng was sitting next to the guqin, his handsome face was cold, and his small crossbow under the wide sleeves of his moon robe was pointed directly at the ghostly shadow that appeared on the window sill, "You have been seeking death again and again, so eager to reincarnate?"
The dark figure carrying a big bag froze on the window sill for a moment, "Oh, I found the wrong door. I misunderstood you. I'm leaving now!"
"The bag stays."
"Budai Liu Liu Liu Liu is your father! Let's go!"
Before he finished speaking, Du Bugui dodged quickly, and quickly jumped into the night under the cover of the window leaves to escape. Once he ran away, his arrogance became more intense, "Hey grandson! I want to catch your father. Let's rebuild him again! Jie Jie Jie." Jie!"
Bai Xiaofeng's snake eyes narrowed, with a sinister flash in his eyes. He stood up with his hand on the guqin, walked slowly to the open flower window, and quietly looked at the night ahead.
After a moment, he raised a corner of his lips and said, "Poison can't invade me. I will help you and let you be reborn!"
