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It seems that Old Man Jiang also talked about something he encountered during his travels and how he dealt with it.

The matter was not big, I just went to a wealthy family in a small town to do some errands, and I saw a man who looked like a down-and-out scholar sitting on his knees beside the street. He wrote a long paragraph with black charcoal on the ground, which seemed to be quite knowledgeable. That's not a bad word. The content is concise and to the point: A man was on a study tour and was robbed of his money. He starved for nine meals in three days. He hoped that kind-hearted people passing by would help and give some money. A penny is not too little.

Of course, there are kind-hearted people everywhere. You have a coin, he has a few coins, and soon there are hundreds of them.

When I came back from doing my errands, I met this person again while passing by on the other side of the town. Maybe it was because I had just changed my location and I was still writing about my experience of being in such a miserable state. People who didn’t mind watching the excitement had already gathered around me several times. After all, everyone loves to watch free entertainment.

Sure enough, the content was exactly the same as that in the town that morning. He had obviously obtained a lot of money, but he still did the same thing. This is obviously taking advantage of everyone's sympathy for scholars and taking advantage of everyone's goodwill to defraud money.

Jiang Shengun didn't bother him, he went directly to the bun shop and bought three big white buns and handed them over, and the other party bowed and thanked them in a decent manner.

"Eat quickly! I've been hungry for three days."

The onlookers saw that the scholar had eaten steamed buns, and their sympathy was immediately reduced, and their kindness was also restrained. This time, the down-and-out scholar made a mistake, and he didn't get a single coin this time. Xin Xin Ran stood up and left, this time going to the other side of the town, and continued to write down the miserable experiences on the ground.

Jiang Shengun followed suit and served three more large white steamed buns, which made the poor scholar vomit in the expectant eyes of the melon-eating crowd.

Later, Jiang Shengun witnessed the down-and-out scholar leave the town in despair from a distance, which was considered a small punishment.

This is not about cheating. The five of them looked at each other and understood each other's intentions.

It is probably difficult to expose the scam and the truth, but the breaking point is the sick mother in the little girl's mouth. If it's true, I don't mind helping him, but if it's a lie, I'd be sorry. After practicing for so long, I'm more than just a showman. When the time comes, my subordinates may not be merciful. They must let these swindlers know why the flowers are so red.

There are too many people watching, and this matter cannot be delayed. It will be bad if the government officials arrest these people. After all, it is difficult for a strong dragon to defeat a local snake, not to mention that they may collude to cause trouble.

Let Xiao Zhao Yun take the lead in this matter. Anyway, this guy is also a famous demon king in Wolong County at least. He has dealt with all these three religions and nine schools, Men Qing'er.

I walked over and squatted down, looking at the fragments of porcelain bottles on the ground, and picked up a few small fragments on the ground. Although the dust had wrapped the broken porcelain bottles around, I could still tell that there were new ones and old ones in the gaps. The old oxidized cracks, and even the blood stains on some porcelain pieces have long dried up. It is estimated that they were staged with old props. These people are so unreliable that they made such a big mistake.

Smell the blood on the broken porcelain pieces. The blood is real, but the smell is too familiar. Isn't it fish blood? After all, eating fish until you vomit is something that most people won’t encounter.

The little black girl acted very well, her little hands were bruised and bleeding in several places, and her nose and tears were real, and the blood and dust smeared on her face were unambiguous. Mix this with snot and tears and apply it evenly on her face, and she becomes a dirty girl with a black face. Her big, tearful eyes under her big painted face don't forget to glance around at the progress between kowtows.

"Well! Since you want to pawn the ancestral vase, let's set a price! If it's not too much, just take this money." Seeing that there were more and more people eating melons around, Xiao Zhao Yun could only clear the passage. route.

"I think this ancient heirloom bottle is worth at least a hundred taels of silver." The rich man beside him said loudly.

"This porcelain vase is not worth so much!" Someone from the melon-eating crowd helped to bargain for the price.

"This bottle must be much more than this. If you don't believe me, go to the old street pawn shop and ask. There was a porcelain bottle with a similar look a few years ago, and the price is more than this." The wealthy man replied affirmatively, patting his chest.

"Oh! That's no problem. We have to go see how your mother is doing. If it's true, we'll accept it even if it's two hundred taels." Xiao Zhao Yun also patted his chest and promised.

"Girl Sesame, hurry up and take these noble people to your house to have a look." A voice echoed from the melon-eating crowd.

Upon hearing this, the thin black girl stopped kowtowing and turned away her crying powers. She stood up and took the lead and started to push through the crowd.

Little Zhao Yun also stood up, clapped his hands, and followed the thin black girl. The thin black girl leading the way lowered her head and walked forward. If you look carefully, her eyes would wander from time to time, and she had an expression of gnashing her teeth. It seems like I am making a difficult decision.

She knew very well that these five people had neither burly guards nor old servants to take care of them. He is not much older than me. If he is blocked by these idle gangsters in a dead end, he will probably not have any valuables left on him. Although he could get paid for dozens of mosquitoes, the experience of these peers was also very poor. He gritted his teeth and hated these idlers who could eat people without spitting out their bones.

Walk a few steps slowly and watch the idle people among the melon-eating crowd quietly following behind.

By chance, little Zhao Yun strode to catch up, and the black little sesame girl gave him a wink. He was warned not to follow him, and he simply lost money and avoided disaster. I didn’t know that this little fat guy was blind! He was still big-hearted and looked around with interest, but he didn't see any hint from the little girl.

Why! It's hard to persuade those damn ghosts with good words. Look at this, you will eventually have this calamity in your life. Of course, Heitan Xiaozhima didn't give up, and winked at the young monk who followed her. The young monk's eyes were probably blinded by the Buddhist scriptures, and he didn't respond at all.

"Buddha! Why did you accept a blind monk as a disciple? If something happens and you get angry, the blame cannot be blamed on me. I have already hinted it, but it is useless. No wonder, I am not righteous. ." Xiao Zhizhi muttered in his heart as he walked.

When she thought that she would receive dozens of copper coins later, the thin black girl smiled slyly, with two small tiger teeth showing at the corners of her mouth.

When I got the money, I had already planned it, so I secretly hid half of it. These peers were robbed of everything. Then I reluctantly bought some big white steamed buns that I had been reluctant to eat and gave them to them. As for being hungry, when they report to the official, their family members will come after hearing the news, and take them back as a lesson learned.

This little Zhima girl seemed to feel less guilty as she walked. She glanced at the two peers behind her with sympathetic eyes. What made the little Zhima girl very unhappy was that she actually smiled at her when the disaster was about to happen.

"You are all blind. Let's see if you can laugh when you get beaten later." The little Zhima girl gritted her teeth, hating her anger and refusing to argue.

The traveling five-person group led the carriage and followed the little Hei Tan girl in a hurry. Although their eyes seemed casual, they were actually observing their surroundings vigilantly. They knew that the poor people in this town lived on the west side of the city, and that was their destination.

The little carrot heads also followed pretending to be unaware, with a sly smile on their faces. Almost a dozen men of various sizes gathered around behind the carriage, their eyes full of greed and cunning. After all, the matter is already half done. As long as we enter that dead end, these little fat sheep will have no way to escape and will be exploited by them.

There were fewer and fewer people on the street, and the group of local gangsters and gangsters behind them also began to follow them blatantly. Some of them even found firewood sticks on the road, and they all had proud smiles on their faces.

However, things did not go as they imagined and expected. When they entered the dead end, the dark and skinny little girl got in directly through the puppy hole on the side and ran away so easily, and the traveling five also stopped.

In order not to hurt innocent people, Ma Zhiyuan and Wu Xiaomei, two scumbags, quickly climbed into the carriage to take refuge. The little monk Wuchen sat down in the front room and watched the fun. He picked up a weed from somewhere and chewed it in his mouth. Watching the show indifferently.

Only Xiao Zhao Yun and Murong Yunhai were left. They looked at each other. Without a word, Xiao Zhao Yun took out the stick for persuading people with virtue from the carriage and danced with it.

Murong Yunhai, who was also holding the little monk Wuchen's Zen stick, was standing by to help him.

Their eyes became cold, and their bodies began to tense up, as if they were ready for battle at any time.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhao Yun followed his master's teachings and struck first, like a tiger descending a mountain, rushing towards the group of ruffians blocking the exit. His stick skills are as fast as lightning, and each swing brings a gust of wind. His feet hit the ground with a dull sound, and every step seemed to declare his strength.

Those local ruffians were caught off guard by Xiao Zhao Yun's fierce attack, and their faces were full of frightened expressions. Originally, I was relying on the advantage of numbers to control these little brats and teach them how to navigate the world. But looking at this posture, I knew something was wrong. Today, I was kicked on the iron plate. The wooden sticks in their hands were so weak under the attack of the Yi De Fu Ren stick that some of them could not hold on and were knocked to the ground. Those who didn't abandon the stick were also shocked and sore from the shock.

Their cries for fathers and mothers echoed in the empty streets of Xicheng. Those faces with bruises and swollen noses, and the unlucky ones were still suffering from nosebleeds, looked even paler in the sunlight. The more unlucky arm was dislocated under the blow, twisting the body like a maggot and rolling on the ground.

I don't know when Murong Yunhai stopped plundering the formation and blocked the entrance. The sad local ruffians found that they had become a turtle in a urn, unable to escape. How did it become like this? I can't understand why a child of such a young age can be so powerful. Could it be that he practiced the stick technique while he was still in his mother's womb and developed such skills?

In the end, the desperate ruffian threw away the weapon he had received and knelt down directly on the ground and began to kowtow and admit his mistake. No matter what the face issue is, after all, how much money is this thing worth? The face is worth a meal, a beating is worth a bowl of wine. Since it is neither, it’s okay not to use it.

"Hero, spare your life! There are a lot of adults, and the boy has an eighty-year-old mother to support and a three-year-old milk baby to take care of."

"It's really boring. I need to take care of it. If you dare to mess with me, you will get it on Master Yun's head. Bah! I can't even say anything to beg for mercy. My lines are all cliche."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Zhao Yun was then hooded and beaten until he could no longer stand up. The beatings made these people run away with their heads in their hands, crying for their fathers and mothers, and the sounds of begging for mercy echoed in the empty streets. Their faces were full of fear and helplessness. Of course, some could not bear the pain and had already passed out. They twitched feebly and struggled from time to time.

The little black girl who finally climbed up the crooked-necked tree in the yard next door saw such a horrifying scene. She didn't know whether she was lucky or sad.

Fortunately, things turned out the other way around. The gangsters were beaten up. The sad thing is that the dozens of copper coins I thought I had got must have gone missing. My big white steamed buns, thinking, thinking, His dissatisfied stomach began to rebel and growl.

I only ate half of the mixed-vegetable pancake in the morning, and it was all consumed by this powerful performance. Sad! I'll go get some food there later.

Fortunately, I was smart. When I was collecting fish blood, I didn’t even want to throw away the small and inconspicuous fish but kept them. Later I would stew fish soup with wild vegetables, drink a big bowl of it, and break off a small piece of offal. Eating it together with noodles and vegetable pancakes, no, no, my mouth is watering just thinking about it now.

The little black girl climbed down from the tree smoothly, and curiously poked her little head out of the dog hole. Her two braids swayed wildly, giving her a clear look at the situation on the ground.

The entrance to the alley was blocked by a young man holding a long stick, and he couldn't escape. So he could only go out and admit his mistake, cry for a while, and maybe these people would be able to reward him with some coins. Her intuition from reading countless people told her that these people were not short of money. Even though they were a little shabby, the yellow gelding horse had an extraordinary origin and she could tell at a glance that it had an extraordinary origin. There was also the silver-white animal that looked like a wolf or a dog. The animal is not bad. In the two years of wandering around the town, even the richest family has never seen such a big dog.

Now that I have made up my mind, I twist my body and crawl back to the dead end through the small dog hole. I directly use the ultimate move and cry with my head in my hands. I will certainly allow me to quibble a few words while crying.

"Everyone, this matter has nothing to do with me. I was forced to do something helpless."

"A man is a good man, a hero does not hit a woman."

"Sir, spare your life. This little girl is so impressed that she fell to the ground."

"..."

The little black girl said this serious nonsense, but she actually believed what she said was true.

"Well, you can go." Xiao Zhao Yun put away his stick and put it in the carriage.

"I'm really leaving!" The little black girl nodded and avoided the wailing man who fell to the ground. She walked towards the main road and turned back sharply to make sure she was afraid of being beaten.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Murong Yunhai waved his hand to signal the black girl to leave.

After getting the exact answer, the little girl was relieved, turned around and ran away.