Bailang sat alone on the stool, looking at the mutton stewed on the stove, his face thoughtful.
Just now, the female ghost Lingyu who made Bailang feel nervous left quietly. But what was left for Bailang made him very confused.
"Is it targeting the Qi Refiners who committed crimes in the city?" Bai Lang guessed in his mind. But I can't figure out the specific situation at all. After all, that was not a category he could recognize.
It was time for school to end, and the two children returned home jumping and laughing. As soon as they entered the door, they asked loudly, "Have you eaten well?"
Mutton soup is an absolute good thing for the two children in the family. It is only possible to drink a few sips during festivals, not to mention there are so many large pieces of meat in the pot today. Naturally, my mouth is full of oil.
"Brother, there is still a lot of soup left. Can I bring a bowl to Hu Fuzi tomorrow?"
"What? Do you want to treat Master Hu to a good meal?"
"No, Hu Fuzi has been ill recently. He keeps coughing. Mutton is a tonic for people who don't know how to eat it. I just thought of bringing a bowl to Hu Fuzi. He is usually very kind to me and Mao Tou."
"Are you sick?" Bailang was slightly stunned when he heard this. "Is Master Hu Hu Wei?"
"Yes, that is Master Hu Wei."
"Will Hu Wei get sick?"
"No, he's very pale, and he's always coughing."
"No, your wife Hu Wei is not short of this mutton. Don't worry about it, he may not be sick." Bailang said, waving his hand to interrupt his younger brother and sister without further explanation.
Hu Wei Bailang came into contact with him, and he was a Qi Refiner with a mysterious identity. Warriors rarely get sick, especially after becoming a third-level warrior, there are very few diseases to deal with. What's more, the Qi Refiner who stands above the warriors? Sick? Bailang estimated that it was definitely not an illness, but an injury. And the injury was not serious, otherwise even little ones like Bai Yan and Bai Yuankai would never have noticed the abnormality.
"Is there such unrest in the city?" Bai Lang felt inexplicably agitated.
Early the next morning, Bailang went to Qianfang and asked about the situation of several waist knives on the round, and then diverted to the East Market.
It was already getting brighter at this time, and the busiest period of the East Market was over. Both the merchants and the people in the knife shops attached to the market were idle.
Bailang came in and quickly attracted attention. Street wanderers and Yao Daozi greeted him warmly. There is curiosity in the flattery, but also envy and fear.
"Where's Brother Xun?"
"Bai Zhentang, Brother Xun is taking stock at the tea stall. Can I take you there?"
"No need, I know the way."
The so-called tea stall is actually a small resting shop temporarily located here by the knife shop. There is tea inside, as well as tables, chairs and benches. During the break, people from the knife studio gathered around here. Bailang used to beg for water here.
"Brother Xun."
When he saw Li Xun again, Bai Lang was still the same as before, smiling, slightly bent, and a little cordial. After all, Li Xun was the person Bailang had followed besides Zhou Dong after he entered the swordsmanship hall. It's just that compared to Zhou Dong taking him one-on-one, Li Xun was less meticulous, but Bailang still received a lot of care from Li Xun.
"Hey! Bailang is here! I heard that you have become a promising kid. Not only did you get promoted, but you also took a fat job like Qianfang Zhentang. Two days ago, you even wiped out Yu Ping's face. Tsk, tsk, you are now But here’s the big star in the knife shop!”
"Brother Xun is laughing at me again. Haha, after all, it was you who brought it out, Brother Xun."
"You kid, I have taken care of a lot of people. How many of them can be as successful as you? So, it depends on your own luck and ability, and it has nothing to do with me. Okay, you must be in trouble, right? ?Tell me about it.”
Bai Lang nodded towards Yao Daozi who offered his seat and sat next to Li Xun. He smiled and said: "Brother Xun, I have something that I would like to ask Brother Xun for help with.
The people in Dazhangzhuang want to rip me off, and I'm going to teach them a lesson. "
Li Xun groaned when he heard this and said in surprise: "What? People from Dazhangzhuang are trying to rip you off? Is there such an outrageous thing?"
It has always been the sword shop that takes advantage of others, and it is rare for anyone to have such thoughts towards the people in the sword shop.
After Bai Lang finished telling Li Xun what happened, the smile on Li Xun's face gradually changed from "strange" to "meaningful". His thoughts were the same as Zhou Dong's. He never believed that Da Zhangzhuang really wanted Bai Lang's little money. If you dare to do this, there must be a bigger conspiracy.
"What do you want to do? Do you really think that the people in the sword shop can't carry the sword and kill people?" Li Xun chuckled. When he smiled, the waist knives gathered around him also laughed, and they all seemed to want to move their hands and feet in a sinister way.
Bai Lang was also laughing and said, "They're just a bunch of dizzy fools. Brother Xun doesn't need to be angry. I thought I shouldn't make a fuss in front of the knife studio, otherwise wouldn't I give them face? They want to rip me off. , then I will let their business go bankrupt. Without business support, it is time for them to wake up to their unrealistic ideas."
Li Xun pointed at Bailang and said, "You are just a quick-thinking kid, so it's okay to deal with it this way. According to what you said, I understand. You came here today because you want us to help you block Dazhangzhuang in the East Market. business, right?"
"Yes, Brother Xun, please help me." Bai Lang said as he handed over a wooden box. Inside was the money he took from Ma Liu last night, leaving gold pieces and all the silver pieces inside.
But Li Xun didn't touch the box. Shaking his head, he said: "Although Dazhangzhuang has some reputation in Yongchuan City, it is not to the extent that it will cause any difficulty to the sword shop. Although this is to help you, it is also to prop up the sword shop. Didn't you just buy it? Have you bought a new house? You can keep the money for yourself. I will help you with the matter. Let's see what other tricks the people in Dazhangzhuang can use.
But you have to know that Dazhangzhuang’s shipments are not only from the East Market, but also from the West Market, as well as various restaurants, inns, etc. in the city..."
"Brother Xun is right. I also found others to do it together. I don't want to kill Dazhangzhuang, just let them lose a piece of meat."
"It's good if you still have arrangements. It seems that those idiots in Dazhangzhuang have been unlucky for eight lifetimes if they offended you. But they are close to the Yamen, so don't let it go, and don't hide anything. Wait, squeak, can the people in the knife shop be bullied by a group of farmers and sheep farmers?"
"Well! Brother Xun, don't worry, I won't be rash."
When Bai Lang saw that Li Xun was unwilling to put it away, he didn't force it. After Zhou Dong's experience before, he understood that sometimes some people can't be too clear-eyed, and money may not necessarily be valued by the other person. Instead, it's the favor that people value. Obviously this time, Li Xun felt that it would be more cost-effective to ask Bailang for a favor instead of collecting money to do things.
Leaving the East Market, Bai Lang took out a piece of gold from his arms and put it into the wooden box. Then turn and walk towards Yuhua Street.
