"People who lend knives on credit, a pair of scissors, three ounces, a kitchen knife, four ounces, a sickle, a machete, five ounces, money is not enough, I can make up the rice, I can give up the rice, I can get the knife, scissors, kitchen knife, sickle on credit
, machete, a knife and a rice."
Jinling City, Qinhuai Alley. A rickety old man drove a donkey cart through the bustling Qinhuai Alley. The old man was seen wearing a bamboo hat and a huge leather bag on his back.
Various knives, long and short.
"There are no white clouds in thousands of miles, and rivers of blood are thousands of miles away. It is difficult to see a clear river, and there is no king or minister. In ten years of calamity, all good people will be destroyed. Loyalty and good people cannot protect themselves, and the two swallows fly separately. The good times will come to an end, and the bad times will never end.
, if you want to survive, you must have a knife in your hand."
The old man was shouting like this while driving the donkey cart, and immediately a crowd of spectators gathered around him.
"Old man, how do you sell this machete?" A tall and thick-looking man asked, pulling out the machete from the old man's back.
"Fifty taels of silver." The old man replied with a smile. His bright eyes under the bamboo hat were even more dazzling than the blade.
"Is it so expensive? Just your knife was struck by the blacksmith at the street corner for three taels of silver." said the stout man.
"If it's too expensive, you can get it on credit. You can get a knife and a dou of rice on credit."
As soon as the old man said this, the discussion among the people around him became more and more lively. You must know that even a bucket of rice in Jinling City is only a hundred cents, so this knife is just like giving it away for free.
"What kind of credit?" the man asked again.
"A dou of rice and a knife, but I don't want this rice now. You can give me a written receipt and state your name and address. When the time comes, the old man will come to ask for it."
"when?"
The old man smiled and replied: "There are no white clouds for thousands of miles, rivers of blood for thousands of miles, no clear rivers and seas, no king and no ministers."
Hearing this, the sturdy man laughed heartily. Not to mention that the words "there are no white clouds in a thousand miles" were both mysterious and mysterious. The two sentences "a thousand miles of blood form a river" and "there is no king and no minister" are the impossible among the impossible.
Although the world is not very good, the five major countries check and balance each other, and there are ten major rivers and lakes sects running across the world. The world has not seen the light of swords for decades. Besides, there is no king or ministers. Which of the five major countries has no king or ministers?
No matter how much the world is changed, can it be changed by the emperor?
Everyone listened to the old man's words and smiled knowingly. They secretly thought that the old man was definitely going to suffer a loss, so they all wrote down notes and got the knives they wanted on credit.
In the blink of an eye, the entire bag of knives was taken away on credit.
At the intersection of the street, a Beggar Clan disciple watched the crowd disperse and saw the man who borrowed the knife leave independently. He turned around and hurried to Jinling Branch.
"Report to the gang leader, I found a knife dealer in Qinhuai Lane today. He gave me a bucket of rice for a knife. He said he would come to ask for it when the opportunity comes." The disciple of the Beggar Gang reported what he saw and heard today.
To Qiao Zhenyue.
Qiao Zhenyue called Peng Zhen and Wu Sansheng, and relayed the words of the Beggar Clan disciple to them, and asked: "Old Peng, Elder Wu, what do you think of this knife dealer?"
Peng Zhen looked at the disciple who reported the news and asked: "What did the person who borrowed the knife say? Please tell me again in detail."
"There are no white clouds in thousands of miles, and rivers of blood are thousands of miles away. It is difficult to see a clear river, and there is no king or minister. In ten years of calamity, all good people will be destroyed. Loyalty and good people cannot protect themselves, and the two swallows fly separately. The good times will come to an end, and the bad times will never end.
, If you want to survive, you must have a knife in your hand." The disciple recited the old man's limerick verbatim, and told the opportunity again, "There are no white clouds in thousands of miles, and there is a river of blood in thousands of miles, and there is no river.
The sea is clear, there is no king and no ministers."
Peng Zhen stood with his hands behind his hands, his face solemn, and said: "Zi Buyu has strange powers and chaos. Maybe these heretics want to spread some news and use this to achieve certain goals."
"What purpose?" Qiao Zhenyue asked.
"I can't guess this at the moment. It may be to warn us, or it may be to deceive the public, but no matter what, I think this matter has something to do with Baiyun Villa."
On the side, Wu Sansheng also spoke: "Old Peng and I have some similarities and some differences. Let me say the same thing first. This morning I received a secret report from a spy, saying that Baiyun Villa is going to establish itself as the leader of the Jianghu Alliance. He also told Yan Zhuo
He and Mu Yunfeng issued a wanted order and said that our position in the Beggar Gang was unfair."
"Chasing Brother Yan and Mu Yunfeng?"
"Yes, Baiyun Villa said that they disturbed the wedding of the young master of Baiyun Villa, and assassinated Baiyun Shuangjue 'Fenghuo Langyan'. They offered a reward of ten thousand gold in the rivers and lakes to arrest the two people. Even the disciples of the two sects were implicated. Therefore.
, I think the words of the person who borrowed the knife are definitely related to Baiyun Villa. He said that there are no white clouds in the sky, which may be implying that Baiyun Villa will be destroyed, and his destruction may also cause a bloody storm, and maybe it will be destroyed.
It will affect the five major countries."
"Old Wu, are you being alarmist?" Peng Zhen said.
After listening to Peng Zhen's words, Wu Sansheng was not anxious or annoyed. He only talked about the past leisurely: "Old Peng, you have experienced it and you don't know. That was fifty years ago. There was also a credit card dealer in our village. He also said
A knife and a bucket of rice, but the opportunity he mentioned was that he would come to beg for rice when the world was falling apart. Who could have imagined that just one year later, with the civil strife among the six kings and the invasion of barbarians, the world would really be falling apart. What do you think?
With the war, the price of rice has skyrocketed. A dou of rice is either too much or too little, but in troubled times there is a market but no price. Some people in our village even sold their sons and daughters to pay off the loaner's dou of rice."
"Selling your son or daughter?" Peng Zhen said in shock, "You have to pay it back. If you don't pay it back, will he still kill you?"
Wu Sansheng sighed and said: "There are indeed some people in our village who refuse to pay back the sword, but they died violently at home within a few days. People in the village say that these people who borrowed knives on credit were transformed by spirits and took advantage of the troubled times to steal human semen."
Qi to help you practice."
Peng Zhen's eyes widened. He didn't believe in these things about ghosts and monsters, but remembering that Wu Sansheng was usually cautious in his words and deeds, he would never say something unfounded: "How can there be monsters in this world? They must have ulterior motives."
people."
Wu Sansheng nodded and said: "Later, I also conducted a private investigation. The person who borrowed the knife claimed to be a descendant of Guigu, Dao Ye, Dao Ye. He may be a mountain man who knows some unheralded skills and woke up in troubled times.
worldly people.”
"Then they can't force people to sell their sons and daughters, right?" Peng Zhen said.
Qiao Zhenyue waved his hand, indicating that the two of them should stop arguing, and said: "It is only natural to repay debts on credit. I cannot blame others. But if these people come out at this time, maybe there is something wrong."
As soon as he finished speaking, several more disciples of the Beggar Clan broke in outside the big tent and said hurriedly: "Gang leader, elder, we received a secret report from Nanyang. There is a knife dealer in Nanyang."
"Gang leader, we received an urgent report from Youzhou. The person who borrowed the knife on credit has shown up in Youzhou."
"According to the Jiaozhou newspaper, there are also knife creditors in Jiaozhou."
