Fist of Imagination

"A piece of rawhide from a blue-eyed white fox, its coat is as silver-colored, its tentacles are cold, and its appearance..."

Lao Chaofeng from Qinyang He's Trading Company took the leather as white as silver, and he didn't mind the blood staining his hands. He turned it over several times and rubbed it carefully inch by inch to check whether there was any damage or flaws.

Lao Chaofeng put down his fox fur and said to the big shopkeeper of the trading firm beside him:

"Between the ninth and tenth grades, the best."

In the private tea room where He's Trading Company received distinguished guests, the middle-aged shopkeeper with a mustache listened to the appraisal results given by Lao Chaofeng, and bent down to approach the little black-faced girl standing with a flattering smile on his face. :

"Little lady, I am willing to purchase this fox skin for six hundred and fifty taels of silver. I wonder what you think."

"So many..."

Li Daidi didn't expect that this fox skin could be sold for so much money, and he was a little surprised.

"Don't worry, the price is absolutely fair. The owner of my account is Mr. He of Qinyang Tiejian He Chuanzhi. He is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness. The most important thing in doing business is honesty. In this Qinyang city, no matter which business he goes to, he will not The price is higher than this.”

"Okay, then I'll sell it to you." Li Daidi nodded.

After the business was settled, the smile on Shopkeeper ShuXu’s face became even brighter:

"Do you want cash or banknotes?"

"I want six hundred and forty taels of silver, and the remaining ten taels can be exchanged for copper coins."

"Erhu, go to the counter and take out six hundred and fifty taels of silver and ten copper coins, and put them in a good deerskin bag for the guest!"

Shopkeeper Shuxu loudly told the man waiting at the door to go pay the money at the counter, and then said to Brother Li:

"Little miss, you are carrying so much silver, and I'm afraid some thieves will be interested in you on the way. Do you think I need to send a few people to escort you back?"

"No, I can just go home alone."

Shopkeeper Shuxu took a heavy deerskin bag from Erhu, the big man who had returned from collecting money, and handed it to Daidi Li respectfully.

"Then my account won't be unnecessary. If you still have such a good reputation next time, please give priority to my account. The price I offer will definitely not make you suffer. Please go slowly."

Shopkeeper Shuxu and his assistant Erhu kept sending Brother Li out of the door of the business. Looking at the little girl's thin back carrying the deerskin bag, Erhu leaned close to Shopkeeper Shuxu and whispered in the ear:

"Shopkeeper, would you like to..."

"Tell a few people to follow her. You go to the backyard and ask He to come and see me. I'll wait for him in Room A on the second floor." There was no smile on Shopkeeper Shuxu's face, and his eyes were cold as he stared at Brother Li. .

After a while, Erhu led a tall man with arms and waist into room A on the second floor.

Shopkeeper ShuXu sat drinking tea at the Eight Immortals table. On the table was a snow-white fox skin with blood stains.

Erhu closed the door and went out. He Zongfeng sat opposite the shopkeeper Shuxu, stretched out a thin and hard palm and picked up the fox skin.

"The skin of the blue-eyed white fox is a good thing."

"It's more than just a good thing." Shopkeeper Mousewhisker pointed at the tail of the fox fur, "Look here, this beast is about to grow a second tail. It has at least fifty years of fire, and it is just a hair away from becoming a congenital monster. So, The powerful monster was beaten to death by Shengshengsheng with heavy techniques, and there were no sharp wounds on its skin.

Does He Gongfeng know when our Qinyang Mansion got such a powerful and low-key outsider master? He is so inconspicuous that even buying and selling valuable goods such as monster pelts is done by a little kid. "

He Chongfeng's eyes flashed and he said, "Is it him?"

Shopkeeper Rat Beard said in a low voice: "Who else is there besides him?

The black and white teams of Nanqi Mansion have been chasing this guy for more than five months without a trace. Next month will be the 60th birthday of the Dragon King of Heihe. If the second young master can take this guy's head to celebrate his birthday, it will be better than the Emerald Cloud Mountain prepared by the third young master. But it's more than just one head taller. "

"Shopkeeper He, how can I accept your love?" He Chongfeng stood up and cupped his hands, bowing slightly.

"They are all doing things for the second young master, why should Brother He be so polite?" Shopkeeper Shuxu returned the favor and said: "Bring a few more strong hands to follow that kid. Zhang Mo can kill three of the nine dragons in Heihe. With his hands Kung fu counts, don’t be careless.”

He Zongfeng let out a laugh and said, "Brother He, don't worry, this overcooked duck can still make him fly."

What about the Heihe Jiujiao, the five hundred and two named disciples, they are just some dandy boys who run rampant and domineering based on the name of the Heihe Dragon King.

That Zhang Mo was just a third-rate master who was good at ambush and archery. As long as he found the place where he was hiding, it would be effortless to do it mentally and unintentionally.

He Gongfeng ordered a few smart apprentices to quietly follow the little girl who was not far away. He went to the arsenal to get three strong steel crossbows, and went to ambush outside the city with a few men who were not weak in martial arts.

Carrying a bag of money, Li Daidi went to Ruixiang Grain Store, the largest in Qinyang City, and bought thousands of kilograms of new rice and more than a dozen jars of vegetable oil. He also bought hundreds of kilograms of bacon and vegetables through the grain store.

After taking out the white money, the shopkeeper and the clerks of Ruixiang Grain Store were as attentive as if they were their own mothers. In less than half an hour, they had all the supplies ready, and they also called a few oxcarts from the cart and horse shop. , according to the little girl's request, she took a small road and was sent to a forest clearing more than thirty miles away from Xiaosongzhuang.

"Uncle, please unload the goods here. My family will pick them up soon."

"Little sister, this place has no front and no shops. How long will it take for your family to arrive?" The buck-toothed rickshaw driver in the lead smiled and showed no intention of leaving. Several rickshaw drivers behind him formed a semi-surrounding formation. Blocking Li Daidi's possible escape route.

It is said that if a driver is a rickshaw driver, he should be killed even if he is innocent. If he dares not even think about killing people and robbing goods in the wilderness, then wouldn’t his grandfather have done this job in vain?

Li Daidi saw that the drivers were staring at her deerskin bag of silver intentionally or unintentionally, and shook her head and walked to the wheel of the ox cart full of rice bags.

She raised her right leg and kicked the center of the wheel. The thousands of pounds of goods and the ox cart were kicked sideways and fell down. The old ox pulling the cart was also pulled over by the reins, and fell to the ground with four hooves bent and mooed in pain.

The black-faced little girl turned around and looked at the bucktooth driver quietly without saying a word.

The drivers were so scared that their faces turned pale. They honestly unloaded the grain, oil, meat and vegetables from the ox cart and drove away without daring to look back.

On the top of a mountain in the distance, two disciples sent by He Gongsheng, hiding in the bushes, looked at each other in bewilderment. Just as they were about to retreat on tiptoe, an eagle-feather wolf-tooth arrow infused with internal energy broke through the air and shot through the necks of the two men cleanly and neatly.

The two men didn't even have time to make a sound, and they became brothers who shared the same fate.

Drops of blood flowed from the wounds and fell on the dry weeds. A big man with a bow in a khaki outfit walked out of the forest, grabbed the tail of the arrow and pulled it out, and put the bloody eagle-feather wolf-tooth arrow back into the quiver behind him.

There were several knife wounds on the big man's chest and shoulders that were still bleeding after being bandaged not long ago. On the brass hunter's belt, there were three fine iron crossbows with blood stains that had not yet dried.

He looked into the distance from the top of the mountain and saw the black-faced little girl pushing a blue hollow round wheel about two meters high and more than one foot wide. She used hemp rope to tie the purchased grain, oil, smoked meat, vegetables and other items tightly to the inside of the round wheel, and pushed the blue round wheel full of goods towards the mountains in the direction of Xiaosongzhuang.