The rogue was stunned for a moment and didn't expect this monk to be so straightforward. He seemed to be impatient, and felt something was wrong, so he cut it off with the knife in his hand. Unexpectedly, a huge fire pliers poked out from the diagonal stab.
The fire pliers clamped Popi's neck accurately, and with a little effort, Popi passed out like stars.
When Wugou got up from the ground, he saw a burly man with his head wrapped in coarse cloth standing at the entrance of the street, holding two limp bodies in his hands. Behind the big man, another tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared.
He held the woman under his arm. When he saw Wugou getting up, the big man said angrily: "Monk, if you asked me to help you find someone, then you have to listen to me. If I kill you, Xingpan
You can’t find anything to do with us there.”
But the tall and thin man waved to Wugou, opened a door on the side of the alley, and walked straight in. Wugou looked around and found that there was no one in the box, so he followed in.
This was supposed to be a shameful private prostitution house with half-open doors. Although it was vulgar, it still maintained the usual prosperity of Tokyo. The small yard had deep vegetation, and even though it was late autumn, a few clusters of chrysanthemums were in full bloom.
The big man roughly kicked a small rockery. The rockery immediately slid aside, revealing a small hole only for one person to drill into. The tall and thin man threw the woman into it and then jumped.
After going down, the big man also threw the two people in his hands. Just as he was about to jump down, Wugou grabbed him and said, "There are five of them!"
The big man glanced at Wugou indifferently and said, "There are five of us too!" After saying that, he jumped down. The entrance to the hole was too small, and it took the fat Wugou a long time to climb down.
The space underneath was not big, and after a few people got down, it was filled to the brim. The tall and thin man kicked the side wall again, and a big hole appeared there. Someone pulled away the bricks and stones on the big hole from the opposite side, and the five ditches were visible.
We arrived at a large cellar.
There were many cages there, most of them empty. There were only three or five young boys stuffed in the cages with dull expressions. Among them was the boy Wugou wanted to rescue.
There were two big men standing in the cellar. Like the blacksmith, their heads were wrapped in cloth. They seemed to be from Sichuan.
They released the child from the cage and said to Wugou: "You are responsible for returning the child to his parents. We will do the other things. Astrology does not allow you to take risks."
Wugou checked the conditions of several children and saw that they were fine, so he nodded and said: "Okay, if I join in, it will only be a burden to you, but I want to hear what the rogue has to say, and I also want to know who it is.
Doing evil."
The tall and lanky man nodded and asked someone to send the child to the ground. He walked up to the unconscious Popi, took out a bamboo stick, and inserted it neatly into the gap between Popi's nails.
An inhuman howl echoed in the cellar...
The rogue leader woke up, pulled out the bamboo stick stuck in the gap between his nails, and looked at the people in front of him in horror.
"Speak when you wake up and tell everything you know. I have 108 bamboo sticks like this that you can't survive." The tall and thin man sat on a chair and stepped on the other naughty guy with his feet.
Grinding his fingers on the ground, he saw that the rogue was also awake, so he had someone drag him outside. Then he said to the shivering rogue leader: "Quickly, if there is a word you said that is consistent with what the person outside said, is it correct?"
Go on, I'll use a bamboo stick."
The rogue leader shook his head and said, "I don't know!"
The blacksmith smiled and said: "He is indeed a good man, Boss Yan. I have seen someone who dares to be harsh in front of you!"
The tall and thin boss Yan seemed to be irritated. He threw a lot of bamboo sticks at the rogue leader and moved his hands quickly. The sound the rogue leader made was like a female ape that had lost its cubs, or like a pig's hiss before it died.
Number.
Wugou turned around quietly. At this time, the rogue leader could no longer look at him.
It stands to reason that people will faint as long as the pain reaches a certain level, but the rogue leader had a bamboo stick stuck in his eyeball, but he couldn't pass out, and his whole body felt as if he was being roasted on a stove.
Boss Yan turned his head and looked at the woman who had woken up and huddled in the corner and said, "He still needs to be in pain for a while before he can speak. Otherwise, why don't you speak first?"
The woman screamed: "I just help them find someone, the rest is none of my business, I don't know anything."
The blacksmith grabbed the woman's neck and lifted it up, shaking her violently for a while. Many knives of various kinds fell out from the woman's clothes. The blacksmith scattered the woman's hair, and the hair fell out again.
Seven or eight iron needles glowing with black light came out. He put his hand into the woman's crotch and rubbed it for a while. With a push of his hand, a riding mat was pulled out. Two more sharp needles fell out from there, and finally he took it off.
When a woman's shoes were pressed slightly inside, two shining iron tongues would come out.
The blacksmith shook his head, thought for a moment, then stripped the woman in front of him naked, and then said: "This outfit is worth a lot of money. It has a brocade-backed crossbow, a cotton-lined needle, a skirt-lined knife, and six knives.
It's obvious that you are a well-known person. If I hadn't been attacked by my men, it might not have been easy to capture you."
The woman covered her chest and said fiercely: "Do you know who you have offended? If you withdraw now, I will pretend that nothing happened and everyone will treat it as a misunderstanding."
Boss Yan looked at the rogue leader whose screams had subsided and said to the blacksmith: "This guy really doesn't know anything. The person in charge here should be this naked bitch."
The blacksmith looked at the naked woman with great interest and said, "Speak up earlier. If you, a girl with delicate skin and tender flesh, passes through the hands of Boss Yan, it will be bloody and prickly. It will not be fun."
Boss Yan pulled out the bamboo sticks one by one from the head of the bad guy. Every time he pulled out a stick, the head of the bad guy roared. This had become an instinctive reaction. When all the bamboo sticks were pulled out, the head of the bad guy had a long hair.
There was no more movement in his tone.
"Someone is buying people. A young man will pay eight guan in cash. If the quality is good, the price can be negotiated. We shipped a batch of twelve and got one hundred guan. The news came from the beggar gang.
When traveling by boat, you only need to take the person to Lirentai Pier, put them in a black boat, and then take the silver from a box, so I don't know who the other party is, and I don't know how they transported it.
people."
"How much money is in the box?"
"Not much, only a hundred silver coins each time, which is also the amount of the transaction."
Boss Yan took out a envelope of silver from his arms and said, "Is this the one hundred silver coins you got?"
The woman closed her eyes with regret and said: "This is the way to survive as a low-class person. Since the uncle is superior in skills, the little woman admits her defeat, and the money will be taken away. If you like the little woman's beauty, the little woman will recommend herself as a pillow."
I just hope it's all over."
After listening to what the woman said, Wugou climbed into the cellar and took five young boys who knew nothing about it to the Kaifeng Mansion Yamen. He didn't believe that the Kaifeng Mansion didn't know about such a big thing happening under his rule.
When Boss Yan saw Wugou leaving, he smiled and said: "You guys are actually all one-legged thieves. They haven't done anything for more than two years. Since you were sent out to show off today, how can you withdraw your troops if you don't have a good time..."
He threw away the robber whose neck he had just broken, picked up the woman and went to the big cellar outside...
It was bright when Wugou came out of Kaifeng Mansion. After thinking about it, he walked towards the Daxiangguo Temple. He found that he was actually very powerless in this matter. The city of Tokyo was peaceful on the surface, but in fact the water underneath was very fast.
These forces clash, merge, and confront each other here, and the number of people who die every day is no less than those who die on the battlefield.
It's just that most of them were buried under the Yellow River or the lotus pond, becoming silt or flower fertilizer. Those scoundrels and that woman who fell into Kuimulang's hands last night would not be alive. Yun Zheng would not allow his underground forces to
Just because a few missing teenagers were exposed in broad daylight, he knew better than others what kind of cold heart there was under Yun Zheng's kind face. In this world, as long as there are people who can be counted as heroes,
No one is a good person.
Looking at the bustling Tokyo morning market and the bustling crowds, some are happy, some are frustrated, some are flattering, and some are arrogant. These expressions fully illustrate the gains and losses of Tokyoites yesterday and tonight.
Wugou habitually carried his alms bowl. He walked for an unknown amount of time, but the alms bowl was still empty. There were no coins and no food. Everyone looked at the monk who was begging for alms in Wa Shizi indifferently. They didn't
I know that this monk almost died last night trying to save some strangers.
Wugou chuckled and walked through the crowd with his alms bowl, neither stopping to ask for alms from the people around him, nor letting indifference ruin his good mood. He did a good thing last night, and that was enough
Okay, what does the world's slander mean to me? I just want to be satisfied. It would be best if I could have a hearty breakfast.
With a "bang" sound, something fell into his alms bowl. When he looked carefully, he discovered that it was a red gold bracelet. Who could have thrown this thing away carelessly? Wugou smiled and picked up his alms bowl, hoping that someone upstairs
The master can take away the bracelet. Monk Wugou never wants ill-gotten gains.
A young eunuch came down and saluted: "Master, this bracelet is a gift from my master. I just ask you to say a word to my master at the appropriate time."
Wugou laughed loudly and said: "Is a word from a poor monk worth a red gold bracelet? It would be too cheap to sell it in that way. Take away your master's secular things and don't hinder the monk's practice!"
After saying that, he poured the gold bracelet into the eunuch's hand, and then he still dragged the alms bowl and walked quickly among the crowd. Although he was hungry, his whole body felt refreshed, and the wind seemed to be blowing under his ribs. His wide gray clothes were fluttering, like a fairy.
"Master, that monk is so rude that he dares to refuse your reward!"
"It's not that he is unreasonable, it's me who is unreasonable. It's a pity that I missed such a chance. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to ask him to help me speak in the future. Forget it, let's go back to the palace. The colored threads I need have been matched.