The scene at the moment was somewhat strange. The brother who was beaten remained silent, but the one who beat him was busy trying to make amends, as if he had made a huge mistake.
In the corner, the ferocious and cruel instigator came over and sat on the floor. The lame man, who had always been indifferent, stood up tremblingly and walked towards the half-grown boy who had his hand cut off. He slowly fetched water, washed his hands, and took them from his arms.
He took out the needle and thread, burned the needle with fire, and sewed the boy's severed hand back together like sewing clothes.
This process should be very painful, but what is even more strange is that the boy did not shake even once from beginning to end. No one can tell what method the lame man used.
Compared to everyone's shock, Jian Chuan didn't even raise his eyelids from beginning to end. It wasn't until the lame man returned to the corner with empty eyes again that he asked: "Does he feel needed again? He really needs that hand.
?”
The lame man didn't answer, it was more like he didn't hear him, but Jian Chuan didn't intend to let him go, and said to himself: "There are always some people who live in their own dreams, unwilling to accept the reality, and even more afraid of waking up from their dreams. Is it possible for such people?
Not a coward?"
"A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and the dripping blood. Cripple, do you dare?"
"Lame man, let me give you a poem, which says: When humanity enters Shandong, the scholar is timid and has a long life. The survivors are like ants who are hungry and cannot feed themselves, and the knights are like eagles who are easy to feed. I haven't seen the chariots and temples repaired. I heard it first.
Cast a seal to pay homage to the king. Qing Qi’s fathers and elders should shed tears. How can the Luan flag be stationed by the roadside?"
"Haha, it's not enjoyable enough. Here's another one, saying: The hidden dragon has gone to sleep, and its roar shakes thousands of mountains. The heaven and earth are there, and the years are not cold."
"It's boring, it's boring. It's hard to calm my mind. Everyone, please listen to what I say: A man should kill people, and kill people without mercy. The eternal destiny is all in killing people. In the past, there were heroic men who were loyal and loyal. Yazhen is here.
Killing people is lighter than a feather. And
There are heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp, galloping around the world, and only boasting about swords and guns. If you want to find this kind of thing, you will catch the shadow of the moon in vain. If you don't see it, the wise men will rise up. The strong men will die, and China will praise benevolence and righteousness from now on. Once the barbarians invaded the Central Plains,
Scholars run wild and cowardly people weep. I want to learn
Ancient style, revitalize the majestic spirit. Reputation is the same as dirt, and those who disdain the benevolent will ridicule. Wear a sharp iron sword, and kill people in anger. Cut off each other's legs and drink wine, talk and laugh, ghosts and gods are frightened. Kill an enemy from a thousand miles, and I will spend ten weeks. Specialize in the light of the field.
I am in love with you. We go out to the west gate.
Go, Duti's head returns. She is tired and sleepy, and the war trumpet suddenly blows. Ximen bids farewell to his mother, but the mother is sad for the son but not for the son. He has committed historical events, but the man will never return. The fight between heaven and earth is so tragic that it shocks the underworld. Three
Killing one person in one step without stopping, blood flowing for thousands of miles,
The corpse is pillowed on Qianxun Mountain. After the battle, a strong man is tired and sleeps on the enemy's corpse. In his dream, he still kills people, and his smile reflects the brightness. Daughter, don't ask, why is a man so evil? Since ancient times, benevolence only hurts others, and morality has never been true. Jun
Missing, the lion and tiger prey gained fame, but the poor elk
Who is the weakling of a deer? In this world, the strong has always preyed on the weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain. Don’t ask, a man has his own behavior. If a man behaves, he should be violent. Things and benevolence are incompatible. When a man is in the fighting arena, he is as courageous as a bear.
His eyes are like those of a wolf. If he is born a boy, he will kill someone.
Teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart. A man never cares about his body. Even if he slays his opponent, he will bear it with a smile. There are hundreds of enemies and battlefields, and they are willing to be as green as the wild grass. Men, don't tremble. There is a song for you to listen to. It is a crime to kill one person, and to slaughter ten thousand people.
Be a hero. If you slaughter nine million, you will be a hero among heroes.
. Heroes among heroes, the way is different. I see through thousands of years of benevolence and righteousness, but I can show off my glory in this life. I don’t love good reputation and bad reputation, I kill millions of people without punishing me. I would rather teach everyone to gnash their teeth and hate, than teach no one to scold me. Look at the world.
In five thousand years, where has the hero not killed?"
The song is lonely, disappearing with the sunset, and the figure disappears on the street corner, leaving behind the hidden dragon Jingzhe, its heroic spirit, stirring up the mind, and listening to it, the blood surges.
"Chunzhu, have you remembered everything?"
"How is that possible? How many did you remember?"
"It's only twenty-three out of ten, oh my stupid head. Find paper and pen quickly."
Jian Chuan had gone away, but Su Chaer and others had been busy working until late at night before settling down. When they returned home, they saw a drunk man lying on his back in the courtyard, and the jar of Jiuxingchun wine was dripping, but there was still half of it left.
drop.
"Oh, I really didn't leave a drop."
Qiu Lanxi's heart is really big, and his concerns are naturally different, but he is a close friend. Therefore, seeing Su Cha'er and others' panic, he laughed and said: "It's okay, a real man. There's nothing that a big drink can't solve."
Yes, if there is, then just two or three meals. It’s just a waste of nine spring wines and a waste of natural resources.”
Even so, how could everyone not worry, so they worked hard until dawn.
When Jian Chuan woke up, Su Cha'er was lying on the bedside. Her profile was so holy. It shone into her chest, making her heart feel warm and smoothed unconsciously. She even got closer to her unconsciously.
It's almost, it's almost, I'm almost going to be able to kiss each other to relieve my lovesickness, but unexpectedly, the beautiful eyelashes flashed, the beautiful eyes opened, and the four eyes faced each other.
"What are you doing?" In just three words, the blush had spread all over Jian Chuan's face, and it had also infected Jian Chuan. As a result, the two red-faced people looked at each other, and they separated suddenly after a long time.
"Oh, that, that, I remembered, you were pressing my quilt."
"Then you get up. I'm leaving first. Well, um, wash up quickly. We still have to go to Beggar Lane today."
"Yeah, okay, okay, you go first, I'll come right away."
Thousands of words can be said without words. Sometimes, for some people, the feelings that come naturally are as plain as water. Although they are not thrilling, they are more attractive and last longer.
Without further ado, the group of people arrived at the Beggar Alley again. The porridge shack was open and the beggars, men, women, old and young, were all lining up in an orderly manner. Most of their faces showed impatience and impatience, but they did not dare to take a moment.
They didn't even dare to make a loud noise if they wanted to move, because the dozens of sticks that maintained order clearly warned them that if they obeyed the rules, they would have food to eat, but if they didn't obey the rules, they would be beaten if they were hungry.
Seeing this, Jian Chuan nodded with satisfaction, then climbed up and shouted: "Listen to me, I bought this Beggar Alley. Those who don't want to stay here, get out when they are full, and those who want to stay here."
, I, Jianchuan, do not raise idlers, you work for me, I will provide food and shelter, if you want to cheat and play, I will serve you with sticks and sticks. Now, hurry up and eat, and after you finish eating, let me move."
No one dared to talk to me. After dinner, some people left, but most people stayed in a daze.
At this time, Qiu Lanxi rushed over with a tired look on his face, handed Jian Chuan a stack of house deeds, and proudly claimed credit: "How about it, Mr. Qiu stepped in, one can match the two, hehe, it's all done. From now on,
This Beggar Alley belongs to our Su's Trading Company. Hey, guess how much money it cost?"