But three miles away is a different place, and five miles away is a different custom.
There are many strange things in this world.
Lei Zhonglian put away his surprised gaze and only focused on Miss Jun.
Miss Jun was carried on this man's back, which meant that she could no longer walk on her own.
He was injured on the mountain.
"Young mistress," he shouted, hurrying to take it over.
"Is that your family?" the man asked again.
"Yes, this is my family." Miss Jun said.
Upon hearing Miss Jun's confirmation, Lei Zhonglian walked faster, but the man raised his hand towards him.
"Wait a minute." He said with sharp eyebrows, "Pay the money with one hand and hand over the people with the other."
This time he was still biting the branch in his mouth, but his speech was much clearer than before.
What?
The expressions of Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu also changed slightly.
Is this a kidnapper or bandit?
"It's okay." Miss Jun saw their horror and smiled, "I injured my foot on the mountain. This woodcutter brought me back. I promised to give him ten taels of silver as a reward."
So that’s it.
Is he a woodcutter?
Fang Chengyu and Lei Zhonglian's eyes fell on this man again.
There are straw ropes, axes, and wild rabbits.
"What are you watching?" The man said with a hint of impatience, "If you watch any more, you have to pay."
What is this word...
Lei Zhonglian looked slightly embarrassed.
"Uncle Lei, give him money." Fang Chengyu said, saluting the man with a smile, "Thank you for your help, uncle."
The man looked at Fang Chengyu, raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Lei Zhonglian.
"You kid has bad legs and bad eyesight?" he said, brushing his hand in front of himself, and pointed at Lei Zhonglian, "How do you know that I am so handsome, youthful and young, and this young man is the same as me?"
Are the uncles of the same age standing together?"
Lei Zhonglian looked at the young man in front of him with an expression of complete embarrassment.
Is there something wrong with this mountain man's mind? He thought.
Although I have read many books and there are thousands of faces of people written in the books, it is still shocking to see them in real life.
Sure enough, what you get on paper is only shallow, Fang Chengyu thought.
The young man stopped looking at him and turned to look at Miss Jun behind him with an unhappy expression.
Because he suddenly let go of one hand, Miss Jun once again fell down and slid against his back, hooking an arm around his neck.
"Can you please stop taking advantage of me?" He said, "If you do this, I will have to pay more."
Miss Jun sighed inwardly, raised her hand around his neck, pushed against his shoulder, and he fell to the ground neatly.
Fang Chengyu couldn't help but blurt out "Uncle Lei".
Lei Zhonglian took a step forward and was about to rush over.
The man took out his ax, held a flower in his hand, and placed it on Miss Jun's shoulder.
Fang Chengyu sat up straight, while Lei Zhonglian froze and tightened his grip on the wooden stick in his hand.
"What do you want to do?" Lei Zhonglian shouted in a low voice, "Try touching our young lady."
A trace of uneasiness flashed in Fang Chengyu's eyes.
Just as he was about to speak, the man was already smiling. Because his teeth were biting the branch, the smile was very strange.
"What's wrong with touching her?" he said, flipping the ax in his hand.
Fang admitted that Yu was holding on to the crutches, and Lei Zhonglian felt a buzzing in his head, and could hear the sound of his joints and muscles tightening.
There was no blood splattered on the spot.
The man turned up the ax and struck Miss Jun on the forehead with the back of his hand.
"I touched her, what can you do?" He looked at Lei Zhonglian and asked seriously.
Lei Zhonglian no longer knew what expression to respond to.
The man spat out the branch in his mouth and smiled.
"You are a little cripple who has not yet grown hair, a cripple who learned how to use two guns but has no strength in his right hand. How on earth did you get the courage to be so rude in front of me?" he said slowly.
His voice is clear and clear, like a mountain spring when it is raised or spoken fast, making people feel happy, and because of this pleasure, it adds a bit of instability.
But at this time, he slowed down his voice and added a bit of gloom, and the chilling air suddenly disappeared.
Lei Zhonglian shuddered, fear appearing in his eyes.
It was not that he was frightened by his gloomy tone, but that he pointed out his wealth and ability at a glance.
From the time this man appeared to when he said these words, it was such a short moment. He just took a few steps and shook the stick, and he saw through everything.
This feeling is really creepy.
Could it be that he is someone who knows his true identity?
"Okay." Miss Jun's soft voice broke the stagnant atmosphere, "Uncle Lei, give this big brother the money."
Fang Chengyu also gave a gentle salute.
"Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't judge people by their clothes. I saw you dressed simply and low-key and treated you like an elder." He said, nodding again to Lei Zhonglian, "Hurry up and give this big brother some money."
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Lei Zhonglian walked stiffly and stood in front of the man step by step, taking out his wallet.
The man reached for it, put the ax under his arm, poured out a handful of broken silver, and weighed it.
"Brother, take them all, you will be tired and frightened." Fang Chengyu said.
The man scoffed.
"Who do you think I am? Am I a robber and a scoundrel?" He said, carefully picking out ten taels of silver, putting the other silver back and throwing it to Lei Zhonglian, "It's as much as you agreed, Tong Sou Wu
bully."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
He walked truly without any pretense. Lei Zhonglian's spirit relaxed a little, but Miss Jun called out to him.
"Son," she said.
The man stopped and turned around.
"Don't you really think about what I said?" Miss Jun said, looking at his chest, where the purple fairy plant was stuffed in his arms, "I can give you the price you want.
.”
She pointed at Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu.
"As you said, we are weak women, one is physically ill, and the other is disabled in skills. If we can travel like this, we must have the capital to travel and can afford any price you want."
At any price, that's a big promise.
Regarding Miss Jun's words, Fang Chengyu looked calm and had no doubts, while Lei Zhonglian looked dull and didn't care.
The man smiled.
"Little girl, there are some things that money can't buy." He said, "Don't think that I'm bullying you. You have to be reasonable. Those things are destined not to belong to you."
After saying that, without waiting for Miss Jun to speak again, she walked away and quickly disappeared into the forest.
Looking at his back, Miss Jun's eyes were filled with sadness.
Yes, otherwise she would have fallen to death on the cliff just now while holding this purple fairy plant.
Now that the Ziying fairy plant is gone, her life has been saved.
This is life, never force anything.
Just like the five thousand taels of silver lost at the Lantern Festival.
If it's gone, it's gone. You can pick it up or put it down. Miss Jun stretched out her hand to support the ground.
Lei Zhonglian put down his guard after confirming that the man was indeed missing. He felt a layer of sweat on his back and hurriedly stepped forward to help Miss Jun.
"How are you?" Fang Chengyu asked, looking at Miss Jun who was sitting over.
"I'm fine, just a flesh wound." Miss Jun said, lifting up her dress and taking off her shoes and socks.
Lei Zhonglian hurriedly avoided the situation, lowered his gaze, and followed Miss Jun's instructions to fetch water and medicinal materials from the car.
After he brought it over, Miss Jun handed him the medicine that Fang Chengyu needed and asked him to cook it.
Fang Chengyu watched Miss Jun bandage the wound.
Miss Jun's exposed ankle had a cut in it, and the flesh was covered in flesh.
"Does it hurt?" Fang Chengyu said.
This sounds like nonsense, but sometimes people always say things they already know over and over again, as if this can relieve the pain of the other person and make them suffer for the other person.
"It would be better if it was on my foot," he said.
Miss Jun washed and wiped the wound and looked at him with a smile.
"Doesn't your foot hurt?" she asked.
Fang Chengyu looked at her.
"I'm used to pain. It doesn't matter if it hurts one more time." He said. (To be continued)