Seeing that it was impossible for him to enter through the main entrance, Hong Buzhu thought of waiting until nightfall before making any plans, put down his burden and turned around to leave. But at this moment, there was suddenly a rapid sound of horse hooves on the road in the city, followed immediately by a loud voice.
Hearing these words, the guards at the door hurriedly retreated to both sides and bowed to greet him: "General Feng Hu!"
As the crowd dispersed, a man wearing silver scale armor and a machete on his waist came out. This person has a Chinese character face, a beard, and a pair of thick eyebrows and tiger eyes that make him look even more piercing. His figure is as good as Hong Buzhu's, and he is a head taller than the latter.
"No gifts!" The visitor glanced at everyone, and then quickly urged: "It's none of your business! Just do what you should do! Stop being stuck here!"
After speaking, he looked at the guard in front of him: "Tell me, what's going on?"
The guard nodded and told the story.
Hearing this, Feng Hu nodded and asked the guard to let the vendor carrying the wine leave. Then he hugged Hong Buzhu and said, "Brother, I'm really sorry! The rules are the rules. If you can't prove your identity, please come back!"
Hong Buzhu's original intention was to leave first, even if the visitor came or not, the result would be the same, but since he heard the visitor's name, his expression became strange.
He looked at the person in front of him carefully up and down, and then suddenly lowered his voice and asked: "Xiaodouzi?"
Although he was being looked at, Feng Hu didn't mind because he was often looked at like this. But in the end, those people were all taught to obey him.
So he thought that the person in front of him was another person who was dissatisfied with him, so he also put his big hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.
But when he suddenly heard this word, he suddenly staggered. He looked at this person in disbelief, and asked with a troubled expression: "You...who are you?"
Seeing this man's reaction, Hong Buzhu replied with a half-smile: "Me? I'm A Hong."
"Hiss..." Feng Hu suddenly looked embarrassed when he heard the name. He also had mixed feelings in his heart and didn't know how to speak.
"General! Is there something wrong with this man?" When the guard next to him saw Feng Hu's expression changed, he hurriedly became alert.
"There's a fart!" Feng Hu coughed hurriedly and shouted loudly: "You guys continue to be on guard!" Then he turned his head and looked at Hong Buzhu, "You... follow me!"
A sneer appeared on Hong Buzhu's lips, and he followed without saying a word.
"Did you see it? General Feng Hu took that guy away!"
"Nonsense! I'm not blind! But I don't know how big of a crime this guy has committed... He was actually escorted by General Feng Hu himself!"
"Hehe! I think that guy seems a bit dissatisfied because of his strong body. I guess he will be honest soon!"
"There are so many people who don't know how much they weigh... Where does the saying come from? 'He is so ordinary and so confident...' This is the kind of person you are talking about!"
Although the guards didn't say anything, a group of onlookers kept chattering. It wasn't until Feng Hu disappeared around the corner with the man in black behind him that they gradually stopped.
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In the room, Feng Hu and Hong Buzhu sat and looked at each other.
Feng Hu couldn't help but look at Hong Buzhu, and finally he couldn't help but ask: "Are you...really A Hong...Brother Hong?"
Hong Buzhu sat casually on the chair, feeling a little thirsty at this time, and poured tea for himself at will. While blowing away the tea crumbs in the cup, he said with a half-smile: "Okay, Xiaodouzi... No, now What should I call you...General Feng Hu, right?"
Feng Hu's mouth twitched when he heard this, his expression changed several times, and he finally made up his mind, clenched his fists and stood up, then knelt down in front of Hong Buzhu with a plop.
"I'm sorry...Brother Hong!"
Hong Buzhu was drinking happily, but when he thought that this man would kneel down whenever he asked, he choked and coughed repeatedly. He hurriedly stepped forward to help Feng Hu up: "General Feng Hu, what are you doing? Get up quickly!"
Feng Hu looked very determined and refused to get up even if he said anything.
"Brother Hong, Xiaodouzi can't stand the sound of you calling me "general"... If you call me that again, I... I would rather kneel and die in front of you!"
Hong Buzhu smiled helplessly when he heard this: "You said you are such a big man, why are you still acting like a child? OK, OK! Then I will just call you by your name, okay? Feng Hu?"
Although Feng Hu was still a little reluctant, he stood up with Hong Buzhu's help. He rubbed the area where Hong Buzhu had just held him, feeling a little hot and feeling a little strange in his heart.
"Brother Hong! Where have you been all these years?" Feng Hu had no time to look at his own situation, and looked at Hong Buzhu with crystal eyes, "I thought..."
"Why do you think so? I'm very tough!" Hong Buzhu said nonchalantly: "On the other hand, you almost made me unrecognizable!"
Feng Hu was thin when he was young, a head shorter than his peers, and because he had a pimple on the corner of his eyebrow, others didn't care about him.
Therefore, Hong Buzhu would not be able to identify this person based on his appearance alone, but because the lump was so conspicuous, he blurted out Xiaodouzi's name.
That year, Hong Buzhu lived on the streets and finally came to Cangga City. At that time, he was hungry and thirsty and couldn't hold on any longer, and finally collapsed in front of a house.
Fortunately, the owner of the house was kind-hearted. When he saw Hong Buzhu's miserable appearance, he felt pity for him and hurriedly ordered his servants to take care of him. After Hong Buzhu woke up, he felt very grateful and often did whatever he could to help this person.
Until one day later, an extremely precious jade pendant suddenly disappeared from this man's house. Even though they searched the entire house, they could not find any trace of it. And Hong Buzhu, who suddenly appeared here, naturally became the object of people's suspicion.
Sure enough, when the servants of the mansion searched Hong Buzhu's residence, they found this jade pendant under his bed, which made him hard to defend...
Hong Buzhu didn't even have time to be grateful for the kindness of saving his life, so how could he repay the favor and steal someone's property? What's more, I have been playing with the young son of the owner of the house recently, and having a witness can avoid suspicion!
He hurriedly placed his hope on Xiaodouzi, hoping that the latter could help him clear his name. It's a pity that the latter shook his head repeatedly and said that he didn't know anything, completely confirming Hong Buzhu's theft.
Logically speaking, Hong Buzhu should have been imprisoned, but when the head of the family saw that Hong Buzhu's eyes were clear, there must be something fishy about the matter, so he prepared a traveling bag for Hong Buzhu and asked him to be driven out of the house.
Although he was driven away, the owner of the family left a lot of money with him, and he was ready to find a job in Cangga City to settle down. But a few days later, he suddenly encountered a group of people who robbed his package, beat him severely and drove him out of Cangga City...
And it was at this time that the story happened that he first met Wei Wuxi and was then taken to the Yuhu Sect...
And the youngest son of the family head in this story is the Feng Hu in front of him, who was Xiaodouzi back then.
When Hong Buzhu saw Feng Hu's appearance, he knew that the latter was blaming himself for what happened back then. In fact, Hong Buzhu did have some complaints in his heart at the beginning, but as time passed, he also figured out some things.
"I don't blame you for what happened back then... If you want to blame it, just blame my bad luck!" Hong Buzhu patted Feng Hu on the shoulder and wrote lightly.
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However, when Feng Hu heard this, his face became even uglier. He bit his lips, picked up the teapot and drank tea instead of wine, and drank a lot to strengthen his courage. Then he said: "Brother Hong! Back then, The matter has nothing to do with your luck. In fact...its fault lies with me..."
As soon as Feng Hu started talking, he couldn't hold it back any longer, and finally told the truth about that year...
There was a robbery in the house that day, and Hong Buzhu was indeed playing with Feng Hu. Both of them knew nothing about the theft. This was a fact.
But later the incident was revealed. Perhaps the thief was worried that what he had done would be discovered, so he hid the stolen jade pendant in Hong Buzhu's residence, preparing to frame him.
But what he never expected was that all his actions would be seen by Feng Hu, who came to look for Hong Buzhu!
That jade pendant is the family master's treasure. The family master takes it out and plays with it almost every once in a while. Although he never lets himself handle it, he can recognize it clearly after seeing it many times.
When the thief who stole the jade pendant appeared, Feng Hu was about to scream. But before he could scream, the man covered his mouth and begged softly.
Feng Hu looked up and realized that the person who stole the jade pendant turned out to be an old servant in the mansion. He said that he couldn't control himself because he was obsessed with money. He hoped that Feng Hu would take care of him for raising him since he was a child. , I hope the latter will not tell this matter.
Then the old servant said that he had worked hard for so many years and had already regarded this place as his home. If he was driven away by the master because of this matter, he would definitely have nowhere to go at his age.
But the newcomer is different. He is loved by the master very much. If he sees that the latter is sincere in admitting his mistakes, the master may give him a chance to redeem himself.
How could Feng Hu have understood this at that time? When he heard what the old servant said made sense, he nodded and agreed, but he didn't expect that... the outcome of the matter was not as the old servant said...
Hearing this, Hong Buzhu also frowned slightly.
However, he then thought about how old Feng Hu was back then. Under the continuous confusion and questioning, he was probably already panicking and could not make his own judgment, so it was understandable.
"You were still young at the time, and I don't blame you! And...if it weren't for this incident, I would have been a servant in the mansion for the rest of my life." Hong Buzhu had long since put aside his grudges, and now he just feels that his fate Quite strange.
Speaking of this, Hong Buzhu also stood up...
"Also...if I hadn't been rescued by the head of the family, how could I have survived? It's a great fate that you and I met today. Why don't you take this opportunity to take me to visit you? It will also give me something to do. This is an opportunity to repay my life-saving kindness!"
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