A big black man got off the bus, he should be the conductor responsible for escorting the bus.
"Hey! Where's the old man from? Don't you want to live anymore?"
"Go away! Go away! I'm going to die if I want to eat!" The big black man cursed and came over to push the master.
An inexplicable fire ignited in me, and I stood in front of the blind master.
"Yo? Boy? What do you want to do?"
"It's nothing! Grandpa and I wanted to go to the provincial capital, but we got to the wrong stop. I hope you can give us a ride!"
The big black man looked at the fifty yuan in the master's hand and asked: "Is this a small amount of money? It's enough to go to the provincial capital alone. Two people are not enough! Unless you have a hundred yuan, if you have a hundred yuan, I will take you." go!"
The master's expression suddenly became stern.
"Young man, the three fires on your body are flickering. Especially the fire on your left shoulder has been completely extinguished. I'm afraid a disaster is imminent! If you let the old man get on the bus, you may be able to save your life! Otherwise..."
The big black man was completely angered.
"Damn old man! You just stopped the car for no reason, why are you talking nonsense? I can eat three big bowls in one meal, and I don't have any physical problems. Do you need you to talk about it here? Where did you get the magic stick! Get out! "
After saying that, I stretched out my hand to push Master. I quickly took action and grabbed his wrist.
"Yo? Boy! Do you have some strength?"
"Uncle, my grandpa said you were going to die, and you are going to die. If you are sensible, just let us get in the car!"
"Fuck you!"
The big black man pushed me hard, ready to knock me down.
With one move, I pulled the big black man's hand, pushed it, and patted his waist gently with my backhand. The big black man, whose body weighed nearly 200 kilograms, was knocked to the ground by me and took a mouthful of sand!
"You little beast, you're looking for death!"
The big black man was knocked down by a child, which caused a group of people in the car to cheer. He felt aggrieved and got up angrily. He thought that he was just attacked by me and suffered a big loss. He would be relieved if he didn't beat me half to death this time. Can't bear the hatred in my heart.
So after getting up, he punched me.
This man was burly, at least 1.8 meters tall.
Moreover, he has been escorting cars outside all year round, so he has a strong body, and his fist is as big as a sand bowl.
If he had hit me with this punch, I would probably have to stay in the hospital for a few days.
However, such a thing is destined not to happen!
"Noisy!"
I squatted down, stretched out two fingers at the same time, and quickly pointed under the armpits of the big black man.
This move is exactly the Shaolin Two Finger Zen.
"Ouch!"
The big black man screamed and squatted on the ground, unable to get up again.
"Boy, what are you..."
I helped the blind master aside, and suddenly I had an idea and decided to scare him.
"Uncle, have you ever heard of five hundred dollars? Now you have won five hundred dollars from me. If I don't relieve you, you will definitely die within three days!"
"Five...five hundred dollars?" The black man's face turned even darker.
At his age, he has probably been to all over the world, and he has been racing cars all year round. It is impossible that he does not know five hundred dollars.
The so-called five hundred coins refers to the Jianghu martial arts in Jiangxi. It is said that local martial arts practitioners combine acupuncture skills with witchcraft. Once hit by the opponent, the person will not die on the spot, but will suffer from various problems and eventually die of torture.
I also listened to what Master Five said when I was learning acupoints from Master Five.
Unexpectedly, it comes in handy now.
"Five...five hundred dollars! You actually...used five hundred dollars on me!"
"How's it going? Uncle, can we get in the car?"
"Ok, Ok!"
It took a long time for the big black man to get up from the ground. At this time, the car door opened, and a smiling face appeared in the car. She was a woman in her twenties. This person looked pretty and had a face with oval seeds. He was also wearing a floral shirt and a pair of wide, sky blue jeans.
The wavy hair on one end is full of Hong Kong and Taiwan style.
"Old man, little brother, get in the car quickly!"
"I just heard the old man say that what kind of disaster is coming, can you please explain it more clearly?"
Master and I sat down in the two empty seats next to the driver.
When the master saw that the woman was amiable and knew that she was a good person, he said, "This man! He has three yang fires on his body, one on the top of his head and two on his shoulders. I see the one just now..."
At this point, the blind master's face suddenly turned darker than the black man!
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" I asked.
The blind master stammered: "Something's wrong! There's something wrong with this car!"
"Old man, what's wrong with our car?"
"The people in the car, why are all the people in the car the same as the black nephew just now?"
"What's the same?"
"The three Yang Fires on my body are dimming and brightening! What happened? Why is everyone like this!"
The driver next to him glanced at the blind master, then turned back to the woman and said, "Qing'er, don't listen to these quacks, they are probably just trying to make money. The three sticks of Yanghuo are just superstitions."
After saying that, he said to our master and apprentice: "For the sake of you, one old and one young, I allow you two to buy a ticket. But just take the bus and don't cause any trouble for me."
After hearing this, the blind master sighed and stopped talking.
But not long after, a woman got up from the carriage and shouted: "Driver! I want to get off!"
Several people stood up next to him.
One of them even shouted: "Driver, I got off at the previous stop. I won't go to the provincial capital. Please give me your extra money back!"
For a moment, there was a lot of noise in the carriage.
The driver braked, stopped the car, turned around and shouted: "If you want to get out of the car, hurry up, but I have been driving for more than ten years, and there is no rule about refunding tickets midway!"
The young woman named Qing'er was a little embarrassed and explained: "Dear fellow villagers, don't listen to the old man's nonsense. The old man is a gangster, and he is just trying to make a living!"
"Old man, I will refund your fifty yuan to you, and you can explain to the big guys!"
The driver next to him said in a threatening tone: "Old man, it's already dark now, and this place is full of lights. If we leave you in the middle of the road and encounter a wild boar or something, don't blame me for being cruel!"
The blind master looked at me.
Obviously, he is very old and has difficulty handling emergencies.
"Everyone! My grandfather is a fortune teller, and his fortune telling has always been very accurate. He said that the fire on your shoulders is about to go out, which means that you are in trouble and don't know it. But it doesn't matter, we are in the world of martial arts, and what we pay attention to is a Resolve it. Even if there is any situation, don’t mess up, don’t be anxious, you have your own way to solve it!”
"Aren't these grandpas and grandsons so awesome? I don't think it's easy for them to say such things at such a young age!"
"The old man must be ninety years old, right?"
"I'm afraid it's more than just..."
Passengers began to whisper.
