I Became an Anonymous Boss

"Don't feel sour."

The opponent nodded.

Bai Taki was relieved, so he took advantage of the situation and sat next to the little beggar, who even took the initiative to move his position to make room for some grass.

He took out a few more buns, one was passed to the beggar, one was bitten by Xiao Qing, and the other took a bite by himself, it really smelled like mutton.

"Oh vaguely~" Xiaoqing tore off the white dough with her small claws and threw it into her mouth.

"You don't speak Chinese very well, but your Japanese is so smooth." Bai Taki complained, "You shouldn't have asked Lian-chan to speak your native dialect."

"But it looks cute like this."

"Don't make trouble, whoever told me so face-to-face, I definitely got goosebumps, and my mind was full of Two-dimensional Bible chants on the spot."

Bai Taki was chatting with Xiao Qing, and also noticed the gaze of the little beggar beside him, he smiled and said, "Why don't you talk?"

The little beggar pointed to his mouth and shook his head slightly. His face was tied with a white bandage, which looked like a refugee fleeing for refuge.

"You can't talk?" Shirataki asked again.

The little beggar hesitated and opened his mouth, Shirataki looked at it... there was only half of his tongue, and the tip of his tongue disappeared.

He thought for a while, and comforted: "It's nothing, I also know a girl who can't speak, and the girl's life is pretty good... You come here to stay, it's not a good place to go, and it doesn't look like you when you dress up. It came from the northern desert and grassland, could it be from the Western Regions?"

The little beggar hesitated, she shook her head several times in a row.

"You don't know where you came from, do you?" Shirataki asked.

He nodded dully.

"Absolutely...you look like you are fleeing." Bai Taki spread his hands, "If you are from Nantang, I might be able to help you find out where your home is. I have a lot of acquaintances over there. Just ask." You can always find it if you ask."

The little beggar didn't say anything, but just laughed. Although he couldn't see the expression on His gray robe, it should be smiling.

"Are you still eating?" Shirataki asked.

The little beggar raised his eyes, not knowing what to say, and then a bun was thrown in his hand.

Warriors eat a lot, but if they really don't want to eat, it's okay not to eat, a drop of dew can live for a month.

But eating is the basic demand of human beings. Bai Taki thought it was a pity that this little beggar lost his tongue, and he couldn't even taste the food. It's really pitiful.

Ordinary people who had their tongues cut off, either committed a serious crime and were exiled for thousands of miles, but it didn't look like this, but it seemed like they were born without a tongue.

The two sat on the side of the road and gnawed on the buns. After a while, Bai Taki heard some movement.

The sound of horseshoes, breathing, noise, and murderous intent.

Lushui Town is a chaotic place without kingly management, but it also has its own rules, in other words, there are secret managers.

The forces of several parties maintain a balance, and everyone hopes to continue their business. If there is no conflict, there will be no conflict. Of course, there is a reason why horse bandits and thieves dare not harass.

Shirataki hurt someone, and the stranger who opened a shop here, of course, would offend the backers behind him. As early as a few years ago, Shirataki knew whose territory this was.

He knew that he should go too: "I suggest you find a safe place to stay. If you really can't find a place, you might as well go to the inn in the southwest and find a stable for the night." Then he got up on his knees: " I have to go, someone is coming to find..."

When he was about to leave, he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes.

The little beggar opened his mouth several times, trying to say something, but he could only make a shriveled 'ahhh' sound.

"I don't understand." Bai Taki shook his head, turned and left: "See you by fate."

The little beggar lost Shirataki's whereabouts in the blink of an eye, and was about to chase him, when suddenly his palm felt a little prickly, and when he looked down, he saw that there was an extra coin in his hand.

On the way, Xiaoqing asked, "Why don't you give me more?"

"You think my money came from a strong wind?" Bai Taki complained, "I only have a few hundred taels with me, and it's all my savings for many years."

Before she had time to ask more questions, Shirataki was already surrounded by a group of knights, surrounded in the middle.

"That's him!" A stranger jumped out from the side, pointing at Bai Taki: "He just moved his hands and smashed the shop! Breaking the rules!"

"Boy..." The knight and the others were about to say something, but were interrupted by Shirataki.

"You are not qualified, let your superiors come and talk to me." Bai Taki stood in the middle of the knights, his white clothes shimmered under the light, and the air-conditioning escaped. He rolled his eyes and asked flatly: "Is Xie Baoyu still alive?" ?”

The faces of several knights changed slightly. This name is considered a taboo in Lushui Town. The person in charge knows it well, but Yiren has never heard of it.

The stranger who was in charge of leading the way immediately sneered: "What Xie Baoyu, do you think just making up a random name is just—"

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was full of teeth shattered, his jaw was crushed by the scabbard knife, his bones and blood spilled out, and he fell directly to the ground, nearly passed out.

It was the leader of the knight who made the move. He was holding the handle of the knife, the veins on his arm were bulging, and he stared at the stranger with fierce eyes: "Shut up!"

Shirataki stared at the knight's leader indifferently, as if he hadn't seen the scene just now, but added: "I'm asking you something!"

The aggressive one turned into Shirataki instead.

The knight leader began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

Xie Baoyu, this name is not prominent in Jianghu, more is the name Xie Lu.

This is the sixth devil on the black list. He became famous ten years ago and belongs to the old and immortal ghost.

Xie Baoyu was a name from the past, it was shameless to be killed by Xie Baoyu, few people knew it, only the leader of the knights occasionally heard this name once when he was guarding the gate.

I like to eat heart and liver on weekdays. I came to Lushui Town about seven years ago. I have been doing business here since then. I chose this place because there are many dead people here. You don’t need to kill people to have fresh heart and liver. A series of businesses such as human meat buns are also the same. Doing so belongs to the recycling of leftover materials.

The leader of the knights is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, if it is someone from Xie Luzhi... then what should we do?He absolutely cannot bear this responsibility, maybe he will be the one who will be served on the table later!

"Master Xie is of course still alive." The leader of the knight clanged, "Who are you...?"

He tried his best not to let his tone appear wavering, worried that the other party was bluffing, and also afraid that the other party was not.

"You have no right to ask." Shirataki looked at the knight leader coldly, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Since the old man is still alive, tell him that he wants to trouble me and let him weigh it himself, or I can also go to him, but when we meet, there is no room for negotiation... You can answer me after you think it through."

As soon as the words fell, the knight's head suddenly became as big as a bucket. In just a dozen seconds, the day was like a year, and cold sweat was already on his forehead. It was difficult for him to make a decision.

"It's better for me to accompany you for a walk." Bai Taki said, in fact, he was a little itchy and wanted to find someone to fight with. The remaining three magic nails needed experts to help him break the shackles. Xie Baoyu's strength was neither high nor low. , just right for an appetizer.

……

In the inn, Meng Chuxue tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She felt that the room was boring and the smell of insect repellent incense was too strong, so she quietly opened the side window.

He happened to hear some noise, looked down, and saw that the concierge was driving a little beggar under the inn.

"Go, go, there is no place for you to stay in this place! The stables and firewood shed are not good either, God knows if you are a thief?" The porter's attitude was quite bad.

The little beggar obviously had trouble moving, and fell to the ground when he was lightly pushed, but he didn't cry, but just lowered his head sadly, but he refused to leave.

"Hey, shame on your face, if you don't leave I will..." The porter rolled up his sleeves.

"Stop!" Meng Chuxue stood in the living room, she couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded, "What are you doing!"

"Guest, this..."

"I've seen it all! What's wrong with letting her? It's hard for her to move around." Meng Chuxue threw out the money: "Open another room!"

"Miss, the inn is already full."

"Then let her in!" Meng Chuxue walked over and grabbed the little beggar's wrist. She had already seen that it was a girl, and she couldn't smell any strange smell when she got close to her, but she felt close. This was definitely not a beggar, but a refugee. , the caravan also had the experience of taking in refugees in the past. Maybe after seeing too many cruel Jianghu incidents today, they want to be self-willed and show kindness, as if to fight against the cruel Jianghu world. If there is no knight, let her do it by herself .

Meng Chuxue turned her head and walked up to the second floor, at the same time glaring at the porter: "Go get a basin of hot water!"

The porter looked at the silver in his hand, nodded and bowed.

But she didn't notice that she didn't wear a veil when she came out this time, and she was seen by sand bandits who happened to pass by to inquire about the news just a moment after she went out.

Meng Chuxue's beauty was fatally tempting and impressive to this group of bandits, so the bandits made a note of it for the time being, and then went back to report to the leader.

……

At that time, the prairie cavalry was less than ten miles away from Lushui Town, and the knights from Junjian's four prefectures had already approached Bailuzhou, but they were stopped by a flying eagle.

Chapter 750 Six Goose Feather Floating Green Water

There are a total of 15 rangers in the four mansions of Junjian, all of whom are outstanding.

Even the true disciples of the first generation of Tianxiang Pavilion can only be pulled out of seven innate realms.

But these fifteen rangers are all innate warriors, and they are all younger than 35 years old.

Seeing a big black eagle spread its wings and pass through, casting a shadow on the heads of everyone, immediately a young and energetic man couldn't hold back, and flew his sword out of its sheath.

The flying sword broke through the air, but was quickly caught by the black eagle. It turned around, lowered its height, and passed by like a joke. Dao Lijian collided in mid-air, as if hitting an invisible and thick barrier of Gang Qi, it either broke or bounced off, the shattered sharp blade even directly cut off the ankles of two good horses, causing the galloping horses to burst into pieces on the spot fracture.

The rangers of Junjian Sifu's eyes were about to burst, and they swung their swords to cut off the horse's life, so as to relieve it.

Turning their heads, the 15 people looked at the approacher at the same time, and the black eagle retracted its wings and fell to the ground.

Jun Jiuyan, the contemporary sword leader of Junjian Sifu, held down his two swords, and Zidian Qingshuang shook, as if feeling the strength of the enemy, he wanted to take the initiative to unsheath.

"I didn't expect you to join in the fun..." Jun Jiuyan said in a low voice, "Tie Sheng."

The fierce wolf king sneered, staring at Jun Jiuyan with eagle-like eyes: "You people from the Southern Tang Dynasty can get it, but we grassland people can't get it?"

"The words are too ugly." Jun Jiuyan said silently, "We are just going to invite someone, and we want her to help the Palace Master live for another three years."

"Hahaha!" Tie Sheng raised his head and laughed loudly. He took a sip from the water bag, and said sarcastically, "You people in Nantang are hypocrites. You say one thing and think the other. Last time you were dubious and let go. This time Is it possible to let this precious lump go, I wish I could keep it as a forbidden scorpion, with living Buddhas and Bodhisattvas around, I am not afraid that the leader will die too early in the future."

"Aren't you hypocritical? Grassland people." Jun Jiuyan said indifferently: "You have all hands and feet, what are you thinking about!"

"I heard that the heart of the Living Buddha and Bodhisattva is useful. Try borrowing it and it will definitely increase my luck. Wish me further success." Tie Sheng grinned.

"You are not afraid of falling into the magic way!"

"The way of the devil is only me, who kills and saves himself." Tie Sheng narrowed his eyes: "If I can kill a saint and a living Buddha, I can't become a heavenly king?"

The other disciples behind Jun Jiuyan were furious, and said angrily: "The grassland is so reckless, how dare you!"

"Why don't you dare? Just relying on you bunch of chickens and dogs, what can you do to me?" Tie Sheng sneered to himself.

"You are in the top ten of the list. If they can't do it, I might not." Jun Jiuyan tapped his fingers on the scabbard and breathed out slowly.

"Jun Jiuyan, you don't really think that you can draw with me with a pair of famous swords, do you?" Tie Sheng's attitude is still very unruly: "As the most outstanding sword chief among the three generations, you should know How good is your ability, fight with me... Lack of an arm or a broken leg is a small thing, but losing your life is a big deal. Anyway, your swordsmanship can make a sword without using hands and feet. nice."

"It's true that I didn't make it into the top ten because I was ashamed of myself... Back then, when I wandered to Baidi City and Lingquan Villa and lost to Feng Jiuge and Nanxinmo one after another, I realized that I was a frog at the bottom of the well. I really have no ability to compete." Jun Jiuyan stared at Tie Sheng, bursting with vigour: "I no longer have the idea of ​​competing for the ranking of the man list, but this matter involves the life and death of the palace master, if you dare to stop me, I will stab you to death. "

"Okay, okay!" Tie Sheng clapped his hands together: "Last time at Lingquan Villa, I was only concerned about arguing with the surname Bai, but I forgot about you... If you have to block my way, then let me see it, you How capable is this kendo leader!"

"Arguing?" Jun Jiuyan sarcastically said, "Are you worthy of being compared with God Mo Wen?"

This sentence was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and Tie Sheng's face suddenly became gloomy. His expression was so fierce that he couldn't even squeeze out a smile.

"You really want to die—!"