Fox Road Travel Notes

The old woman sighed and touched Qi Yongkang's head kindly.

After thinking for a while, he also begged the inspector with a smile on his face.

"Sir, sir, I think this kid is well-educated and doesn't look like a bad person."

"He just lost his mind for a moment. Look, he has regained consciousness now."

"It's easy to practice in Gongmen, so just do it well and spare him this time, right?"

At this moment, an officer and soldier on the block shouted: "Sir, someone from the county government is here, looking for you. There is an emergency!"

The inspector thought for a while and rebuked angrily: "You heartless thief, look at how kind this old man is?"

"Is it easy for her to save some coffin books?"

"Are you not ashamed to do such a thing?"

"Why don't you quickly kowtow twice and thank me properly?"

The soldiers pushed and pushed Qi Dalang away.

Qi Dalang didn't dare to cause trouble, so he quickly lay down on the ground, bang, bang, bang, and kowtowed several times in succession.

He shouted: "You are so kind, I am really nothing. Thank you..."

The patrol inspector said hello, led a few soldiers, and squeezed out of the crowd.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to give Qi Dalang a hard kick on his raised butt.

The old woman packed up her baggage and picked up the little boy with a smile: "Remember your future life. From now on, you must be a good person!"

Seeing that the old woman was gone and the crowd dispersed, Qi Dalang slowly got up from the ground.

He patted the dirt on his body and the footprints on his buttocks, then looked at the snot-covered gown, frowning, and almost vomited.

He clutched his sore buttocks and limped to the street. He couldn't tell what he felt.

On the stand in the distance, a yamen servant was talking to the inspector.

Qi Dalang hesitated. He didn't know if his sea fishing documents had arrived.

Now penniless, he had no idea where to go.

At this moment, someone suddenly grabbed his arms, which made Qi Dalang tremble violently and almost kneel down again.

When I looked up, I saw a young man in his twenties.

A piece of clothing was draped over his arms, his face was red, and his mouth smelled of alcohol.

He shook Qi Dalang's shoulders vigorously: "Da Lang, it's really you, Dalang!"

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and I'm finally back. I miss my brother so much..."

Qi Dalang stared hard, but after looking again and again, he still couldn't recognize who this guy was.

"Dalang, don't you recognize me?"

"I am the mistress of the Zhao family, you, how come you can't even recognize me!"

"We both peeked at Erya taking a bath next door. Have you forgotten?"

The drunkard continued to shake Qi Dalang. He felt that his mind was in chaos, as if he was about to have a concussion.

"Who?"

"Who the hell is spying on Erya taking a shower with you?"

"Who is Erya? Isn't it Min Sanlang next door? I peeked at him taking a shower...?"

Qi Dalang was startled and suddenly woke up.

"You, let go, have you recognized the wrong person?" Qi Dalang struggled hard.

The drunk man let go of his hand, his face full of disappointment.

Then he turned angry and pointed at his nose: "Okay, you Du Dalang!"

"You idiot, you went out to get some money, right?"

"You're rich, right? You don't recognize your brothers anymore, right?"

"I don't know what kind of virtue you have? Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Go away—"

As he spoke, he suddenly reached out, took off the black satin hat on Qi Dalang's head, and threw it to the eaves of the roadside.

Then, he clapped his hands and walked away.

Qi Dalang was stunned on the spot, his mind was short-circuited and he couldn't react. What the hell is this?

While he was in a daze, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Oh, man, the car is almost gone, why are you still here?"

"Hey, you're so lost, what's wrong with you?"

Qi Dalang shivered again and saw clearly that it was the fat man who had been dozing in the carriage.

When he saw an acquaintance, he no longer felt how hateful the guy who bumped him upside down like a wave in the carriage was. "

He grabbed the fat palm and almost shed tears: "Brother, you don't know..."

Qi Dalang choked with sobs.

The fat man patted him on the back, so warm and considerate.

"Dude, why did he throw your hat on the roof?"

"Don't you two know each other about catching a ghost?"

"I, how do I know him? That drunkard, he recognized the wrong person!" Qi Fuzi was about to cry without tears.

"Oh, that's what happened!"

"Okay, brother, don't be sad. It's fate that we have come all the way."

"I have always been an enthusiastic person. I like to help others the most. I do one good deed every day!"

"Look, this hat is by the eaves. Come on, I'm strong. You can reach it by stepping on my shoulders..."

As he spoke, he stuck out his round buttocks and squatted down.

Qi Dalang hesitated a little, he didn't care about the hat.

It was easy to meet an enthusiastic person. He just wanted to borrow dozens of large sums of money, enough for him to take the bus to Huaiqing Mansion.

But the fat man kept urging: "Hurry, hurry, the car is leaving soon. If you have anything to say, take off your hat first."

"If you have any trouble, brother will definitely help you..."

Qi Dalang was so moved that he almost fainted, what a good man!

It would be great if there were no liars in this world and there were all such good people...

He agreed excitedly, stepped on the fat man's back, and started to climb up.

"Hey——, slow down, man."

"My clothes are new. Your feet are full of mud. Isn't it suitable to step on them?" The fat man suddenly shouted.

Qi Dalang hesitated and said: "Then..."

He wanted to say that he didn't want the hat.

But the fat man was already shouting: "Take off your shoes, take off your shoes."

"Hurry up, I can't bear to be bent over for so long..."

Qi Dalang nodded repeatedly, completely unable to tell where his waist was.

He hurriedly took off his boots: "Okay, okay, be careful, I'm coming..."

"It's okay, just go up, I can hold on!"

The fat man put his hands on his knees and slowly stood up straight.

Qi Dalang squatted on his shoulder, supported his head, and climbed higher and higher with fear.

This fat man is really tall and strong, and it seems that it is not difficult for him to stand tall on his shoulders.

He shouted: "Stand up, yes, stand up slowly and hold on to the eaves, then you won't be afraid anymore..."

Qi Dalang felt hot in his heart.

So considerate! So enthusiastic!

It’s better to be a good person!

He stood up carefully, and sure enough, he stretched out his hand and reached the eaves.

He quickly grabbed it tightly. The hat was half a foot away in front of him, and he could reach it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that my feet were empty and I had lost support.

He quickly grabbed the eaves tightly, his body hanging precariously in the air.

Qi Dalang's face was throbbing with veins and his knuckles were white.

Although he is very thin, he is still an adult man after all.

I have never done any physical work in my life. To say that I am weak may be an exaggeration, but it can be said that I have no strength.

He used all his strength to hang on the eaves, shouting in horror: "Brother, brother, hold on to me!"

"I, I'm going to fall..."

No one responded below.

He turned his head hard and saw the fat man, holding his new boots in his hand, running faster than a rabbit.

In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the crowd.

Damn you, liar!

Why are you such a liar? There are so many liars in this world!

If I, Qi Dalang, don't die and catch a liar, I will kill him...

Qi Dalang cursed angrily in his heart, but did not dare to relax his arms for a moment.

He was hanging precariously on the busy street.

There is no way to heaven and no way to earth.