Transcending into a blue scorpion

He watched the child run away, so he walked into a side alley and followed him from a distance.

The door of Xu Ji Restaurant was still open, and the lights were shining, and the chatter and laughter of the drinkers could be heard from a distance.

The child stood on tiptoe and brought the iron cylinder in front of the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper shook his head.The child seemed to say a few words, then raised the metal cylinder, but the shopkeeper still shook his head.

Lan Miao couldn't help frowning, the shopkeeper should recognize his things.

He stared carefully, and suddenly found that the shopkeeper's expression was very strange.When the child was talking to him, there were also guests who came to ask for wine or food. He just nodded and shook his head, or called the waiter, and kept his hands completely under the counter.A guest laughed after saying a few words, obviously joking with him, and he laughed too, but very reluctantly.And under the light, his forehead is particularly bright.

This is no longer the season to sweat.

The child was obviously very disappointed, took back the iron cylinder, and walked back the way he came, looking at it as he walked.

Lan Miao mixed into the crowd.

He didn't have time to change his appearance, so he just pretended to be a poor and down-to-earth scholar, wearing a long gown and a hat to cover his face.Walking slowly with a group of idlers wandering around.

The little boy walked quickly, passing through the idlers in a blink of an eye.With two fingers of Lan Miao's right hand, she suddenly caught the iron tube under the cover of the big sleeve, and then pushed a piece of broken silver into his palm with the other three fingers, and retracted the whole hand after a while.

This set of movements sounds long, but in fact it is just moving five fingers, and there is no clue.But the child felt that the things in his hands were changed, so he couldn't help but let out a "huh" and stopped in his tracks.

Lan Miao knew it was not good, so she still pretended to be indifferent and moved on.But in the next moment, he felt that thorn-like gaze had landed on his back.

With a calm demeanor, he walked slowly along with the flow of people, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, that person should have locked himself.He walked two streets, took a leisurely turn, and entered the brothel again.

He changed his clothes, the bustard immediately treated him as a guest who came to whoring, and graciously ushered him into the courtyard.He randomly ordered a girl in red and green, and didn't do anything intimate, just let her sleep on the bed with him.

When he got up the next day, he asked the bustard to deliver food, and simply stayed in the brothel for a few days.In the past few days, no one felt that anyone was following him.On the fifth day, it was the busy time in the courtyard again, the flower lady was used to his behavior, and brought a meal for the two of them to eat together.

Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, Lan Miao stunned her and stuffed her into the quilt again.Then he took off his hat, looked through the crack of the door, and saw a white-faced scholar standing alone at the end of the corridor, looking very miserable.There are no women, no companions.

He waved his hand and said with a smile, "My lord."

The scholar glanced at him, forced a smile, and said, "What's the matter, girl?"

Lan Miao sighed, and said, "I'm here... I want to ask the young master for a favor, can the young master come over?"

The scholar hesitated for a while, but still walked over, unexpectedly he was fainted as soon as he entered the room.Lan Miao stripped him off, stuffed him with the flower girl, and then took out a big silver coin and stuffed it under the pillow.

Lan Miao put on his coat, put on his scarf, put on his shoes, and daubed the mirror for a while.In the mirror, there seemed to be a handsome scholar in white clothes.He smiled triumphantly, took out a book and shook it in front of his chest, then walked out.

In the past four or five days, there were at least a hundred people who entered and exited the brothel, and a scholar was inconspicuous.Lan Miao walked slowly, but she thought in her heart, she couldn't go to Xu Ji Restaurant, and couldn't send the letter to Yi Cry, so what should I do?Ever since that weird love letter appeared in the quilt, someone followed him, but they only followed him and didn't make a move.This is probably the grievance caused by Lan Scorpion before, but the headache is that he doesn't even know who the object of the grievance is, let alone what happened.

I had to tell Yiku about this and ask him what was going on. Xu Ji Restaurant couldn't send it, so I had to go to the neighboring city to send it, but it was too far away.

It's okay to go back and forth.

But the money gang is moving around in the city, spying on Xingyunzhuang.Different masters come here every day, and the turmoil caused by these more than 100 secret treasure hunting letters is far from over.Although he thought that someone was going to frame Li Xun Huan, it was groundless and not necessarily without reason.In case there is a real treasure, and the treasure is related to Lianhua Baojian, if I miss it, it will be too late for regret.

Lan Miao wanted to bite her finger.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Xu Yu, where are you going?"

Someone grabbed him on the shoulder, Lan Miao didn't want to show his flaws, so he staggered and said, "Which brother is looking for a younger brother?"

The man snorted and sneered, and said, "You owe Mr. Qian 500 taels of usurious silver, and you still pretend to be fine. Do you want to waste the money?"

Lan Miao turned around, and saw four burly men lined up in a line, all in black cloth shirts and trousers, with leggings and fish scales spilling over their shoes.Dressed neatly and neatly, majestic and airy.It was the big man in the middle who spoke to him.

Lan Miao thought that five or six taels of silver would be enough for an ordinary family to eat and wear in a year, and 500 taels of silver would be enough to buy a mansion with a garden. up.

But now that he is Xu Yu, he has no choice but to accept this matter.

He bowed to the ground to these four people, and said: "I really don't have any money now, but I still have some relatives. I am going to borrow some money from them, and I would like to ask Mr. Qian to give me some time. I will definitely transfer the money to you." Get it all together."

Unexpectedly, the big man sneered and said: "Brothers, show him some color."

Lan Miao hurriedly said: "Wait..."

Those three people didn't listen to him, they surrounded him and beat him up.Lan Miao had no choice but to protect his chest and abdomen with his head in his arms. With his martial arts, he shot them to death with one finger.But the few big men are all strong and strong, this Xu Yu looks like a chick, how can he defeat them?I had to suffer this painless fist.With a mournful face, he said: "Brothers, if you have something to say, don't do anything."

The big man put his fingers on the tip of his nose, and cursed: "You are so poor, that's what you said last time. Do you think we are three-year-olds?"

Another burly man also sneered and said, "Mr. Qian has already inquired clearly. Even your relatives say they don't recognize you. Is there any money for you? Give it to you in a dream!"

Another big man said: "Drag him away!"

There were a lot of onlookers, but no one dared to care, they just pointed and muttered.Lan Miao was dragged across several streets by hands and feet, and entered a big house through the back door.Passing through the garden, turning around the corner door, and entering the hall, "Paji" was thrown on the ground.

He lay on the ground for a while, when he heard footsteps gradually approaching, each step was dragged very slowly, and he wobbled for a long time before entering the main hall.Then the Taishi chair made a loud noise, and the legs of the chair rubbed against the ground forcefully.After a while, the teacup clinked with the lid of the teacup, someone coughed, and then there was a "snoring" in the throat, and he cleared his throat vigorously.

A hoarse voice said: "Take off his clothes and pay for a few strings of copper coins."

The two big men immediately rushed to strip the clothes, and Lan Miao thought that if you want me to run naked, I will have to do it.The two men stripped him of his coat and jacket like hungry sheep, and took off his boots, but fortunately they left a worthless undercoat.

The person who spoke must be that "Uncle Qian".

He covered his clothes and raised his head, then he was dumbfounded.

Hearing this movement, he thought that "Uncle Qian" must have a waist bigger than a bucket and a face like a silver basin.Unexpectedly, this person is actually lean and thin, his cheeks are sunken, and a pair of fish bubble eyes are more prominent.However, he was still wearing a boa robe, and around his waist was a jade belt inlaid with gold and dragon patterns.This jade belt was tied but not tied, and hung around his waist. When he raised his hand to drink tea, the jade belt would go up, and when he lowered his hands, the jade belt would hang down to his abdomen.It made him look like a chopstick stuck in a hula hoop.

Uncle Qian put down the teacup, stroked a few sparse beards, and said, "Bring the abacus."

The four big men stood beside them with their hands down, and one of them immediately offered the abacus.

He crackled for a while, and said: "You lent me 300 taels, and you agreed to pay it back in three months. If it were someone else, you would get [-]% of the profit every month, and I and your fellow villagers would only count you [-]% of the interest. We Lending money outside is also relying on this to make a living, the donkey is rolling, and the interest is rolling, I have to ask for your understanding."

Lan Miao saw that this man was obviously very skinny, but he insisted on showing his non-existent big belly. He tried to look official when he dressed, drank tea, walked and talked, but when he did the calculations, he was very quick-spoken. I snickered in my heart.

The man seemed to have countless silver pills rolling in his mouth, and continued: "At that time, three months had come, and you begged me for another three months to borrow money from relatives, and I agreed. It has been six months now, except for some people at home. Broken, you didn't give me anything, so I had to send someone to invite you. The principal and interest should be five hundred and twenty-five cents, and I don't want any change. I just ask you for 500 taels. When do you plan to pay it? I?"

After hearing this, Lan Miao thought that Xu Yu was really crazy, he dared to borrow a usury loan with a nine-cent profit.Seeing that he is white and clean, he doesn't look like a prostitute or gambler. What's the use of these 300 taels of silver?Even if it is an urgent funeral, 25 taels is enough.Besides, no one who dares to give nine cents of high profits is ruthless.This "Uncle Qian" probably knows martial arts, and his martial arts are not bad.

Uncle Qian stroked his almost non-existent beard again, and said, "If you don't speak, I will treat you as if you can't get it out."

Lan Miao said, "I really don't have any money."

Uncle Qian glanced to the side, and immediately a big man put a piece of paper in front of him.Lan Miao looked down, and suddenly it was Zhang's contract of sale.

Uncle Qian said: "It's only natural to pay off debts. If you can't come up with 500 taels of silver, I have prepared a way for you."

Another big man came over with a pen, forced it into his hand, opened another box of vermilion ink pad, and grabbed his hand to press it up.When Uncle Qian saw Lan Miao clenched his hands into fists, he suddenly sighed again, and said, "I know you are a scholar, how could you sell yourself as a slave? But I can't blame me for this, it's just that you loved Peach Blossom Lady so much at that time." I have to redeem her body after death. I saw you were infatuated, so I lent you 300 taels. Who would have thought that the woman fled to the rich man's house to be a concubine as soon as she left the teaching workshop. Throw it out? After all, you are as stupid as an elm, and you must marry a whore."

He changed the subject, and suddenly said sharply: "But it's none of my business? You have to spit out my money. If you don't sign the deed of sale, you can get rid of both arms. This is my rule, you choose one!"

Lan Miao picked up the pen.

Uncle Qian couldn't help smiling, and then the smile froze on his face.

Lan Miao drew a tortoise on the deed of sale. He is not an art major. The tortoise is very silly, with protruding eyes and an open mouth, as if the saliva is flowing down.

Then he added a big circle to the turtle's belly.

Lan Miao pushed the picture of the tortoise forward, looked at Uncle Qian with a smile, and said nothing.

Uncle Qian pointed at him and said sharply: "Pu, p, p... break off the bastard's thumb, if he refuses to press it, chop it off and press it!"

Two big men immediately grabbed Lan Miao, and one of them drew out a sharp bone-eviscerating knife.

Suddenly someone outside the hall said coldly: "Who dares to force him to press?"

Hearing this voice, everyone in the hall felt chills.

A gust of cold wind rolled the dead leaves and rushed into the hall. It seemed that there was a cold sword energy in the cold wind.