Lu Zhen.
The black bandit got up early again that day, took a dilapidated leather bag, took a big boat, and went to Lu Town.
It is another lively day in Luzhen. Traffickers, thieves, pickpockets, fortune tellers and singers are all here today. On the edge of Luzhen, the big river flows eastward, with waves surging into the sky, and you can even see men or women floating in it. These are unlearned, sneaky, immoral people who were thrown into the river and left to fend for themselves.
And amidst the crying and laughter, Lu Zhen ushered in another prosperous day, and the sun was shining high in the sky, the spring breeze was ten miles away, beauties, handsome men, gamblers and villains were also among them, making Lu Zhen even more prosperous. A prosperous and prosperous era. At this time, the black bandit was among these people, leisurely smoking a good cigar, spitting, and wandering on the street cursing.
This gangster came to Lu Town just for a few bucks. Today he went to Lu Town because he had no other way to make money, and he wanted to beat people up in public and collect money for watching. But this is also out of a bad idea. There is really no way out. Otherwise, who would do this?
"I'm beating someone up. The gangsters are going to beat up someone. Come and see." The boy who had something good to say shouted. After that, those who followed him really filled the streets and alleys, and the traffic was blocked for a while.
"Black gangster, if you want to beat someone, beat someone big. Otherwise, the money I will give you won't be too much." Someone suggested.
But where to look for big shots, this made the gangster very embarrassed for a while, so he kept walking back and forth in Luzhen, trying his luck, maybe he wouldn't be able to hit anyone. There are often times when you can't hit someone, and those who are followed by good-faith young people who want to watch the fun often come back disappointed.
But this time, the pursuer believed that the black bandit would never let him down and would definitely hit someone. As for who he would hit, he didn't know for a while.
Let's talk about this day, Shaoqiu went to Luzhen again, and still went to sell the sweet potato he had just dug from the mountain. He had grown it himself. He was reluctant to eat it, so he had to choose Luzhen to sell it. Because I have no money, and I don’t know who stole the book. If I don’t sell jicama, will I be able to do it?
Shaoqiu placed his cold potato stall under the bridge because there are many pedestrians and people shopping here. In the past, if my jicama was placed here, I could sell them all in half an afternoon. Selling here today, he firmly believes that it will be the same as before, and the cold potatoes will be sold immediately.
But at this moment, a group of people ran towards him. They were none other than gangsters, but they didn't know what they were doing here. There were also many people following him, always speaking dirty words, and even scolding others in front of passers-by, but the people being scolded did not dare to respond to him.
"Is the cold potato easy to sell?" Black Bandit approached Shaoqiu's stall and asked with a smile.
"It's okay, what are you doing here?"
"Why don't you come, but come to see you? Brother, long time no see. How are you?" asked the black bandit. Then he squatted down again and kept looking at his cold potatoes.
"Is this delicious?" the black bandit asked.
While saying this, he picked up one, which weighed about two kilograms. Regardless of whether the person wanted it or not, he peeled off the skin and started chewing it.
"How can you try such a big one? It's like you. I'm going to eat the northwest wind." Shaoqiu was a little angry.
"This doesn't taste good. I'll try another one. If it doesn't taste good again, I won't buy it." The black bandit said.
"Let's go and look elsewhere. You don't have to buy this from me. It's not delicious and sour." Shaoqiu said helplessly. He just hated himself for being a scholar, otherwise he would have been beaten long ago.
"Oh, if that's the case, then I don't have to buy it. Alas, yours is too unpalatable. Otherwise, you can buy these." After the black bandit said this, he burped again. , peed against the wall again, and left.
Those who followed him and wanted to see the beating were still disappointed and left, leaving only the black bandit wandering around Lu Town alone.
The wind was also blowing at this time. Shaoqiu looked at the sky and realized that it might rain. He had to close the stall early. Otherwise, if it really started raining, it would be all over. However, he was happy that he had escaped danger. Looking at the gangster's behavior, he knew that he wanted to find someone to beat him. If he hadn't been patient, he would have made a big fool of himself in Lu Town today.
When we put away the stall and returned to the ship, it was already getting late, and there seemed to be a fire in the west, and everything was red.
Let's not forget that I walked out of my house that day and came to Luzhen to attend the market. However, when I returned, the big ship had already left and I couldn't catch the ship, so I had to take the mountain road.
He bought some Daotou Ming paper at the market and wanted to burn it for his father who had passed away many years ago during the middle of July. I originally wanted to take a big boat back, and I also wanted to have a chat with the beautiful girls on this big boat. Otherwise, it seemed that my life would be impossible.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't catch a big boat. Not afraid, he sat on the edge of the pier and kept smoking. At this time, a wolf rushed up and bit his hand desperately. The wolf roared loudly, and the wolf was frightened to death, and there was a big hole under the wolf's body.
The land was not afraid of snoring, picked up the road head, swam across the river, climbed to the other side of the river, and walked non-stop towards his house. At this time, the sunset is already hanging in the sky, and in a while, it will probably be time to get off work.
A gust of wind blew, and the stones kept rolling on the ground, making a sound like scolding his mother. I listened carefully, but couldn't hear anything.
Di Bu Ai didn't care about this and kept walking forward. However, when he thought about having to walk a long way, his mood was not good at this moment.
It's the middle of July, and legend has it that ghosts come out to hang out on this day, and some even kill people. Of course, Di Buwei was aware of this, but since we were already walking at night, what was there to complain about? Just keep going forward.
But isn’t it a little scary to walk with these road signs at night? But since we've already reached this wild road and can't catch a boat, why don't we just keep walking?
After walking, he felt tired. Then he sat on a stone by the side of the road and looked ahead. He could reach home in less than a hundred miles. But at this time, staying in this wilderness, all that could be seen was the moon hanging in the sky, and this moon looked so pale and miserable.
A gust of wind swept by, the thatch rustled, and a chill came, making the place tremble without fear. He put the head next to him and wanted to take a sip of wine, but at this time there was no wine in his wine bottle, but he was so tired for some reason, so he lay down on the stone and took a rest. Rest your feet, it's night anyway.
In this deserted place, I was not afraid of sleeping for a while. When I opened my eyes again, I could see nothing. The moon hanging in the sky was nowhere to be seen. What's even more frightening is that his Taoist leader has disappeared, and the ghost papers he spent a lot of money to buy have also disappeared.
"What on earth is going on?" Di Buwei thought, but as he thought about it, he became quite scared.
This can only prove the fact that one's things may have been stolen, and who wants such things?
Even if he is not afraid, he has to be afraid now. There is obviously something terrible around him. Don't be afraid, okay? He started running desperately. In this deserted place, he lost his shoes, but he didn't need to worry about them. He just kept running forward. But he accidentally fell into a valley, crawling and rolling in the mud, but finally couldn't find the north.
