Taking Xiao Chen, they walked around in the alley until they came to an old locust tree that was as thick as two people and the two men stopped.
Under the old locust tree is a stone roller five or six feet square. The roller is made of bluestone, dark and smooth.
Putting the guqin in his arms on the grinding plate, the short man waved to Xiao Chen: "Now, sir, please feel free to take a look at this qin."
After saying this, he slowly stepped back and came to the side of the tall man.
"Brother, why do I feel something is wrong?" the short man whispered.
"What's wrong?"
"This scholar followed us alone for several alleys, but he didn't show any fear at all. I'm worried that if he is really the young master of someone's family, if we take action, we may get into endless trouble."
Looking at Xiao Chen who was bending over to look at the guqin, the short man whispered.
"What should we do? Don't do anything now? You have a lot of ideas and you have the final say. However, since we have taken out this guqin, as long as he likes it, we can sell it to him. There is no use taking this thing back.
.Maybe this one can be sold for a good price." The tall man responded.
"No, brother, drive quickly." The short man touched the tall man next to him, and pouted towards the grinder in front.
"What are you looking at? What are you looking at?" The tall man looked ahead vigorously, but he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.
"This scholar doesn't seem to be looking at the piano, but identifying it."
"What's the difference between seeing and identifying? Aren't they all the same?" the tall man whispered.
"Brother, what I mean is, this person seems to know this Qin."
"You mean, this person knows the scholar we robbed money from before?" The tall man finally reacted.
"Yes." The short man nodded, "If he really knows this Qin and chooses to report it to the official, we may be facing a lawsuit."
"Ah, what should we do? Give the piano back to him?" The tall man was obviously the type with well-developed limbs and insufficient brains.
"If he doesn't know this piano, we will sell it to him. If he knows this piano, we will just click it while there is no one here." As he said that, the short man stretched out his hand.
With his right hand, he made a downward cutting motion.
"If he knew this piano, pretended not to know it, and then reported it to the official after leaving, wouldn't we both be in jail?" The tall man was shrewd for once.
"What should we do? Kill him regardless of whether he recognizes him or not?" The short man shook his head, as if it was difficult to decide.
"How about this," the tall man rolled his eyes a few times: "In a moment, if he is willing to pay one hundred taels of silver, we will let him go. If he pays ninety-nine taels of silver, we will kill him.
he."
"Okay, I'll listen to you, brother." The short man responded, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.
Xiao Chen knew very well the purpose of the two bringing him here.
However, my own thoughts coincided with those of the other party.
Ask about Ouyang Xiaoke's whereabouts. If Ouyang Xiaoke is still alive, you can teach the two people in front of you a lesson.
If Ouyang Xiaoke had been harmed by them, he would have conveniently taken their lives in this remote alley.
Sitting on the grinding plate, Xiao Chen touched the guqin with his hand and slowly closed his eyes.
The two men, looking at Xiao Chen's actions, were a little unsure for a moment.
"What is he doing? Is he missing someone?" the short man whispered.
"Perhaps, just by touching the guqin, I have become intoxicated by the music." The tall man laughed.
These scholars are sometimes like crazy people. They can follow their mood when flowers bloom and fall.
"How about we go up and ask him if he has fallen in love with Qin? Get some money and then we'll go. I always feel like he's a little flustered."
"Why are you panicking? Go over and take a look at the situation." The tall man said and walked forward.
"Sir, are you interested in this Guqin? If so, please give me a price." Putting away the fierceness on his face, the short man forced out a smile and looked at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes tightly, raised his left hand, and gently shook the paper fan in front of the man a few times.
"Don't disturb me, I'm thinking about some poetry."
"I have also been studying in a private school for several years. You might as well tell me, sir, and I will help you think about it together." The short man said hurriedly.
I have also wasted a lot of time today. Whether to take action or not, you can give me a result. Okay, what poems are you thinking of?
"The moon is dark and the wind is high, it's a murderous night, what's the next sentence?" Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes with a faint smile on his face.
The tall man shook his head.
I really don’t understand poetry at all.
The short man's expression suddenly turned sideways, and he wanted to retreat, but he managed to control himself.
"It's broad daylight, what do you want the young master to do on a moonlit night?" the short man asked tentatively.
"The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is a murderous night. If a murder is committed during the day, how should it be written?" Xiao Chen said in a low voice, still smiling.
He looked so casual, as if he was really just studying poetry.
The short man was already feeling anxious.
Who is this young man? Did he trick him into coming here, or did he deliberately choose such a remote place for him to do something?
"Why are you talking about killing people in broad daylight?" The short man smiled faintly, hiding the fear in his heart.
"I didn't say killing, I just wanted to use poetry to describe the current scene." Xiao Chen put his right hand on the grinding plate, looked at the two people in front of him, and stood up slowly.
Listening to your words, Xiaoche, the short man felt a little out of sorts.
He coughed quietly, tried his best to calm down, and looked at Xiao Chen with an unnatural smile on his face: "Young master, you are joking. We came here just to sell the guqin to you. Lang Lang Qiankun
, who dares to kill people casually in Baoding City."
"Oh." Xiao Chen looked puzzled, "My purpose in coming to this remote place is to kill people. If you don't plan to kill people, why did you choose this place where there is no one around?"
After hearing this, the short man couldn't bear it anymore, took three steps back, and stared at Xiao Chen with a serious face: "Who are you?"
And the tall, dull man also knew at this moment that Xiao Chen's purpose of following him here was to kill him.
Without saying anything, he put his right hand on his waist and held a dagger about a foot long in his hand.
After hesitating for a few moments, he didn't dare to step forward. He just held the dagger tightly in his hand and made a defensive posture.
"Look, I know you have evil intentions." Xiao Chen shook his head, took two steps forward, put the index finger of his right hand on his middle finger, and flicked the dagger in the tall man's hand.
With a "clang" sound, the dagger in the tall man's hand broke into two pieces. The sharp edge of the dagger fell to the ground, leaving only the handle of the dagger, which was held tightly in the man's hand.
Seeing Xiao Chen's hand, the two of them understood that they had met the true God today.
Since you can't beat him, then beg for mercy.
With a "pop", the two of them knelt on the ground.
"Young master, I misunderstood. We just want to sell the guqin to you. We really don't mean to offend you. If you like this piano, we don't need any money. We will just give this piano to you." The short man said hurriedly.
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The tall man just knelt upright and closed his mouth tightly.
Perhaps his understanding is correct: if the other party really wants to kill him, it is useless to beg for mercy. If he has something to ask himself, his life will not be in danger if he does not beg for mercy.
"Let me ask you, where did this piano come from?" The smile on Xiao Chen's face disappeared, like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
"We picked it up on the roadside." The short man rolled his eyes a few times and said hurriedly.
If the other party can ask this question, he must know the guqin, that is to say, he knows the owner of the guqin. Only by saying that he picked it up can he avoid being held accountable.
"Did you really pick it up?" Xiao Chen turned his head and looked at the tall man next to him.
His eyes were as sharp as lightning, making people afraid to look directly at him.
Opening his mouth, the tall man wanted to speak, but when he glanced at the short man next to him, the words came to his lips, but he didn't say them out.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, grabbed the short man by the collar, and bumped into the rolling mill next to him.
With a muffled groan, the short man collapsed on the ground, his legs twitched a few times and stopped moving.
A stream of white stuff slowly squeezed out from the crack on his head.
"Go ahead, I don't have to worry about it now." Xiao Chen smiled slightly and looked at the tall man next to him kindly.
