Sitting on the wall, Po Meng, Zhen Zi, Feng'er and Hei Niu watched Yu Sheng and Aunt Qing return to the lobby one after another.
"Tsk tsk, did you see that your shopkeeper is the master?" Zhenzi turned around and said, "You take advantage of others quietly."
"Now there is only a window paper between the two of us. If you, the shopkeeper, are so intimate and testing, you will succeed sooner or later." Zhenzi talked eloquently.
The black girl took the advice and nodded frequently. Po Meng said abruptly: "Have you ever had a relationship with someone?"
Zhenzi paused, Feng'er was happy, and the black girl stopped nodding and looked at Zhenzi suspiciously.
"It's not a good thing to be a good guy. He only knows how to take off his pants and talk about nonsense." Zhenzi said angrily.
She was angry because this piece of her life was missing.
Feng'er was not sympathetic and even gloated about others' misfortune. At the same time, Tianya became a ghost, so of course they had to ridicule each other.
Mrs. Meng glanced at her and said, "Why are you laughing? You are actually in love, but you are talking about yourself to death."
Feng'er couldn't laugh either.
The next few days and the rest of my life were spent in the wine cellar, firstly to give the appearance of working hard, and secondly to prevent Aunt Qing from stealing the wine.
The rest of the time is cooking or practicing calligraphy, so as not to let my little aunt leave my sight.
After five days of this, when Yu Sheng was a little relaxed, she still succeeded.
On this day, Yu Sheng was cleaning the backyard, and there was a noise in front of him. When Yu Sheng was confused, Ye Zigao ran in.
"Shopkeeper, come out and take a look. There's a vendetta on the road." Ye Zigao said.
"What kind of vendetta?" Yu Sheng put down the broom and followed Ye Zigao into the lobby.
Auntie Qing was the only one in the lobby, while others were standing on the steps outside or on the river bank.
Yu Sheng followed him out and squeezed through the crowd to reach the river. On the opposite road, he saw a man standing by the stone bridge and a strong horse parked next to him.
This man has very long hair, a cloth band is tied around his forehead, and his hair is tied behind his back. He is wearing coarse cloth and has a leather belt around his waist.
There was a knife at his waist, but it was not hung on his waist, but inserted on a leather belt and placed across his chest, making the handle of the knife within easy reach.
He looked forward with murderous intent, the wind blowing his hair disrupting his vision, but he did not blink.
"Central Plains people?" Yu Sheng said, Central Plains people are accustomed to using knives, and their posture when using knives is also the same.
Speaking of the Central Plains, I remember the storyteller's words for the rest of my life: if you hate someone, send him to the Central Plains.
After the fall of the saint, the Central Plains became a completely unclaimed land because it was in the middle of the territory of the King of Four Wastelands.
In the Central Plains, demons are rampant, killing people everywhere, and they draw swords at any disagreement. The fertile land is almost watered with blood.
But the Central Plains also has its own romance. There are many generous and tragic people, assassins who die for their close friends, and knights who draw their swords to help when they see injustice on the road.
Humanity blooms with the flower of evil and evil there.
The time was right for Ye Zigao to call out Yu Sheng. The man looked straight ahead and saw a carriage approaching from the south.
The air was heavy, and the horses pulling the cart were approaching slowly, step by step.
When the carriage reached the waterwheel, the man on the bridge finally made some noise. He took a few steps slowly and stood in the middle of the avenue, blocking the carriage's way.
It was then that Yu Sheng discovered that the man on the bridge had a problem with his left leg and was dragging himself with his right leg when walking.
The carriage moved slower, and suddenly the curtain was opened, and a young and cute little girl with braids poked her head out.
When a group of mountain wolves saw someone outside the archway, they would not miss the opportunity to improve their food. More than ten mountain wolves surrounded the car and the people on the bridge.
When the little girl saw the mountain wolf, not only was she not afraid, she also pointed happily, "Dad, look, there are so many big dogs. Hey, one of them is so ugly."
That's the dog being hunted.
"Fei'er, that's a wolf, not a dog. You must recognize it clearly." A man in the car stretched out his hand to lower the curtain.
He paused, perhaps seeing the dog, and then said: "The ugly one is actually a dog, and a good one at that."
While they were talking, a mountain wolf pounced on the people on the bridge in the middle of the avenue.
For the rest of his life, he only saw the man on the bridge opening and closing his scabbard, and a blood flower emerged from the chest of the mountain wolf that rushed towards him, splattering on the clothes of the man on the bridge.
Other mountain wolves attacked the carriage. Three mountain wolves jumped up at the same time. Some attacked the horse, some attacked the driver, and some jumped out of the window.
Three silver lights suddenly appeared, and the three mountain wolves died almost simultaneously.
With a short cry of "Ah oh oh", the white mountain wolf recalled the mountain wolves that were about to attack. It knew that these men were no match for them.
The people by the bridge ignored the mountain wolf that fled, dragging its stumpy legs and taking a few steps forward, "Luocheng, Luoxia."
The curtain of the carriage was opened again, and the little girl poked her head out first, "Dad, what's wrong with uncle's leg?"
"He was chopped up." The man in the car said: "Fei'er, follow your mother, stay in the car and don't move."
After that, the man got out of the car, dressed gorgeously, with a knife in his waist, and an upright look on his face.
"Master catching demons, Jiang Yu?" asked Luo Xia, a man by the bridge.
"Exactly." the man said.
"Ten years ago, you passed through Luo City and killed my wife in the name of subduing demons. Today, I am here for this purpose." Luo Xia said.
"It is natural for a heavenly master to catch demons and eliminate them." Jiang Yu touched the handle of his knife, "Your wife is a fox demon, and I am here to eliminate evil for the people."
"She is my wife. If you kill her, it is only natural for me to take revenge." Luo Xia said.
"Ten years ago, you were defeated." Jiang Yu looked at his broken leg.
"The revenge for killing my wife will never end." Luo put his hand on the handle of the knife.
On the other side of the river, Yu Sheng listened to their conversation, and said to Bai Gaoxing: "Did you see that catching demons is also a risky profession?"
Yu Sheng said, and quietly took out a simulation card. Just now, the two of them took out a sword. It was really amazing, and Yu Sheng had to copy it.
Catching the Demon Master Jiang Yu did not flinch, perhaps because he was afraid that his daughter in the car would see the blood, so he walked forward more than ten steps, and was only four steps away from Luo Xia.
"Daddy..." The little girl in the car was worried. Jiang Yu turned around and smiled slightly before looking Luo Xia up and down.
Luo Xia was also sizing him up.
After a while, Luo Xia moved first, stepped on the ground with his right leg, and instantly moved his body forward to pounce on the fish.
Jiang Yu was a little behind, holding the handle of the knife in his hand to greet Luo Xia.
The two silver lights disappeared in a flash, and the two people passed each other. Jiang Yu was seen clutching his chest, bleeding uncontrollably.
"I never expected that a farmer could practice sword skills so quickly in ten years." Jiang Yu smiled bitterly, "My child..."
Luo Xia said: "The rules of the Central Plains."
"Thank you." Jiang Yu looked slightly relaxed and fell to the ground with a "pop".
"Daddy." As the little girl screamed in the car, tears slipped from the corners of Jiang Yu's eyes.
Yu Sheng on the other side of the river was dumbfounded, "Isn't that right? A single move can lead to life and death, in front of the child?"
"The Central Plains has always been like this." Bai Gaoxing said.
Luo Xia turned around, and then Yu Sheng saw that his chest was also bleeding, but the damage was not serious.
He didn't care about the wound, squatted down and took out Jiang Yu's sword, wiped the blood stains on it, inserted the sword into the scabbard and held it in his hand.
He stood up and dragged his remaining leg towards the carriage, causing the little girl to scream in pain.
A woman held a little girl in her arms and looked at Luo Xia who was gradually approaching in horror.
"He won't do anything to the child, right?" Yu Sheng was startled. He didn't care to see whose sword skills the sim card copied, and pushed Bai Gaoxing to rush over.
But Yu Sheng soon stopped. He saw Luo Xia put his sword on the carriage, "Luo City, Luo Xia, if you want revenge, come as soon as possible. I have no heirs."
After saying that, Luo Xia bowed and saluted, turned around and walked away from his horse, climbed up behind the horse with difficulty, slapped the horse's butt, and went straight to the north.
Only a wisp of dust and smoke is left by the bridge, telling the rest of my life what the Central Plains is.