The seven emotions in the world are intertwined.

If there are complex knife marks, they will be compounded unconditionally.

What's difficult is the human heart, what's difficult is stitching up the scars of the six desires, even if it's intact, it's no longer possible to see the true love.

The autumn wind is like a tiger. The farther north you go, the earlier the wind comes.

The arrival of an extraordinary day for Old Inoue may revive the old man's desire for reunion.

The master's comfort seemed to heal a heart that was not stubborn at this moment, and the old man's vigilance against the outside world instantly collapsed.

At this moment, the master just wanted to know if this answer was the only one. If he was really related by blood to Qiao Zixiao, then he would also consolidate his position in Honghualin.

Strike while the iron is hot, the master just became interested, and fearing that asking too tight a question might arouse the old man's alarm, he lamented and advised: "Trade business, to be honest with you, I left home in anger when I was in my twenties, and wandered around the world.

I only have enough food and clothing today by visiting villages on the road to collect goods. I have passed by all the places, big and small, and it seems that at the age of forty, I can feel the sadness of an old man."

The master's anchoring worked, and the old man's eyes shone brightly, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind, "Is the guest a native of Chuanxiang?"

"Well, Chuanxiang, I often have to go to places with very difficult conditions to find some things, such as nanmu lasts, silverware and bronzeware, etc. Do you mean that the old man has these things at home?"

This statement made the old man feel a little confused, because at first the customer only said that he was looking for someone, and then he deceived and concealed it. It turned out that he could not escape the nature of a profiteer.

It was a pity that even if the damaged house was torn apart, nothing could be found, so the old man felt relieved.

"Look at this old man's house, only the thatched eaves at the top are more expensive, haha."

"Oh?", the master rolled his eyes and said smartly: "Business cannot be done, benevolence and righteousness cannot be achieved, I have walked more than a thousand steps without seeing any strangers, my throat is dry and painful, and the old man's pear just happened to relieve his sleepiness, so the old man might as well make a request, as long as

If I can do it, I will definitely do it!”

"Hey! Guests, please don't say that. If you want to ask for something, the old man only has one thing in mind, which is to never mention to outsiders that there are people living here after leaving this place!"

After the old man's request came out, the master never thought that the old man would hide all the regrets in his heart.

The old man continued: "There are only a dozen or so households in the area, and there is no money left. But there are still many things that will definitely attract unsuspecting people. The old man is an old man, and it is these young and strong people who have messed with him.

The troublesome old man will feel very sorry."

At this point, the master had no choice but to verbally agree, and then suddenly said: "We are engaged in business, and barter is the basics. The old man has relieved us and let us rest. He must give us some substantial help."

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During the conversation, the old man could hear the tone of the master's voice, and he expressed his regrets in three words.

"If the guest really wants to help him in a practical way, then the old man will not hide it from the guest. My husband Qiao Zixiao has not returned yet. When I left, I only knew that he was heading east. If I could meet someone named Qiao Zixiao on the road,

I also kindly ask the guest to send you a message. Wouldn’t it be troublesome?”

What made them more excited than finding Lao Inoue was meeting the person they were looking for effortlessly.

However, since the master can be worshiped as the master of Hutoutai, he naturally has the ability to recognize people. From the beginning, he noticed that the old man's behavior seemed familiar.

Coincidences don't happen all the time, and they happen only quietly with the help of human factors.

The master wanted to agree directly, but who was he? He was a scholar, and his virtues were all in the ink in his belly. He could not be like those in the gang.

When the old man's request was made, the master's performance was very embarrassing. This hesitation made his subordinates unable to make a move. After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke.

He smiled slightly and ate up the remaining pear, "Well, old man, although we have traveled to many places, it is difficult to find it with just one name. My boss is a well-known big businessman, why don't I take you with me?

Can I go there and say nothing about my encounter with you or Lao Inoue?"

The old man didn't want to know why the strange visitor was making such a big move to help him. When he heard the news that the child could be found, his initial heart was shaken.

"Is this...is this okay?"

"The master is a kind man, with countless customers and friends everywhere. Compared with waiting here, there may be more opportunities there!"

The old man couldn't wait to get up and leave, but suddenly stopped.

A feeling of uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart, and when he looked around, many familiar scenes suddenly appeared under the pear tree.

A child with a ragged face and a delicate face was riding a horse and playing happily under the tree...

He smiled inexplicably, feeling that hope was right in front of him.

"Old man, pack up, we should leave early!"

The old man's imagination was interrupted, just like when he first saw it.

Seeing that the master and everyone were ready to go, he thought he would be able to see his child at this moment.

The wind and sand that had been quiet for half a month started blowing from the north again.

Mincheng Chenjiatai.

A middle-aged man and an old man were being taken to the guillotine.

The county magistrate personally supervised the execution and was highly respected by the people in the city.

In the early morning, the news shocked the entire Mincheng.

In Semu Alley, a basin of sewage was thrown in, but it happened to be splashed on the face of a sleeping man.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw an old woman. The anger in his heart gradually disappeared, and he was about to go up and ask her what time it was.

But the old woman covered her heart and cursed, "The dead scoundrel blocked the alley again, where did the smoker come from?"

The sewage on the other end was slowly sliding down his face with rotten vegetable leaves. He muttered and ignored her and was about to leave, but the old woman became even more aggressive.

She grabbed his arm and slapped a mouthful of phlegm on his face.

The old woman kept shouting: "How can I not pay for the night when I occupy the space in front of someone's house to sleep?"

"I…"

Facing the old woman, he was speechless.

In Mincheng, there were countless situations like this. He seemed to be used to the cold looks he received so many times. He forcefully tore the old woman's hand away and ran toward the entrance of the alley.

The old woman chased her and cursed: "You scoundrel, you just barged in the house when the man wasn't here, that's all. You have to give me some compensation, right?"

Suddenly, when I arrived at the entrance of the alley, I found that it was tightly blocked by pedestrians passing by. It seemed that there was some new situation.

He stood on tiptoe and took a look outside. Everyone in the crowd was cheering.

There was a roar of gongs and drums, and a group of people were lined up where the sound came from. They had just passed by recently.

He recognized that it was the county government team, but after being in Mincheng for so long, he still didn't understand that the people of Mincheng would applaud a county magistrate who closed his eyes and did nothing.
Chapter completed!