Seeing Li Banfeng's body stiff, the rickshaw driver took two steps back.

Li Banfeng felt that breathing had become extremely labored. Before he could figure out what was wrong with his body, two people walked towards him from the alley not far away.

The two men were dressed in shirtsleeves and waistcoats, with their brims pulled down very low.

Seeing that they were coming for Li Banfeng, the driver was startled and picked up the cart to leave.

What do these two people do?

Li Banfeng didn't know them.

Is it directed at me?

It really was directed at him.

These were the people arranged by Xiao Zhenggong. They had been following Li Banfeng since he left the station.

Their mission was to kill Li Banfeng and take away the copper lotus from Li Banfeng's body.

Li Banfeng wanted to touch the spicy strips in his pocket, but he couldn't move his hands.

One of the men in the forward cap pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and the other man glanced around viciously, signaling others not to meddle.

Unable to resist, unable to defend, unable to escape, Li Banfeng couldn't even move.

Li Banfeng has never felt so desperate in his life.

As the two men were getting closer, I suddenly heard someone talking beside me:

"Take the child to eat something first, then go to the clinic and wait for me."

The 1.9-meter-tall and thin man placed his wife on another rickshaw, turned around and walked up to Li Banfeng, put his left hand in his pocket, and supported Li Banfeng with his right hand.

Seeing the tall and thin man, the two men in the "forward hats" did not approach Li Banfeng immediately. They were not sure about the strength of the tall and thin man, nor did they know his origins.

A "forward hat" came forward and said, "Shoulder to shoulder, slide which line, hit the code and report it!"

Li Banfeng was stunned. What foreign language is this?

This is not a foreign language, it's slang.

"Forward hat" means: Friend, which road are you from? Tell me your origin.

Monkey Qiu understood, but ignored them and simply ignored the two men.

Seeing that the communication was fruitless, another forward hat began to threaten: "Friends on the Hezi, we are from Jiang Xiang's gang.

You have heard the flag, and you know the rules. We have decided to take this gourd. Green fish bite people without any eyes, so you should step wider."

Friends on the road, we are determined to kill this man. Weapons have no eyes, so please don't meddle in other people's business.

The tall and thin man frowned slightly and glanced at the two "Forward Hats".

The two "forward hats" suddenly felt a palpitation in their hearts, and their heartbeats slowed down and increased in amplitude.

Gulp! Gulp! My heart seemed to be about to break at any moment.

A man in a forward hat lowered his voice and said, "This is a happy cultivator! The level is not low!"

"Bullshit!" The other "Forward Hat" also realized the seriousness of the problem and prepared to retreat.

The strength of the tall and thin man was beyond the reach of the two of them. Without any hesitation, they turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The tall and thin man did not chase after him. He supported Li Banfeng and asked the driver directly: "Is your car fast?"

"Not too fast." The driver avoided Li Banfeng and didn't want to pull him.

The person who shines the light of heaven is likely to get into trouble at any time. He is also involved with gangsters. Who would want to have anything to do with him?

"Is there a fire wheel under your feet?" the tall and thin man asked again.

The driver shook his head and said, "If I had a steamer, would I still make this few dollars of business?"

"Is there any rickshaw driver in front of the station?" The man took out a ten-yuan bill and handed it to the driver.

The driver took the money and smiled: "Yes, sir, I'll take you there."

I'm willing to take this money if I can earn ten dollars for free without working.

The driver led the way in front. The tall and thin man put one hand in his pocket and carried Li Banfeng in the other hand, following the driver through an alley.

At the entrance of the alley, there was a short and strong driver squatting on the ground smoking a cigarette.

The smoke was very pungent; it was a dry tobacco that he rolled himself.

"Sir, this is the one with the steam wheel." The driver brought the man here and left quickly.

The tall and thin man stepped forward and asked the short and strong driver: "What's the quality of your steam wheel?"

The driver raised his head and said, "I'm already a rickshaw driver, what else can I do? I'm just a piece of land!"

The tall and thin man nodded: "Do you know where the peddler is?"

The driver smacked his lips and said, "I saw him this morning. The road is a bit far, so I wonder if he's still here now."

"I'm not afraid of the long journey, just name your price."

The driver held up five fingers and said, "Five hundred, in Huan Guo notes, no bargaining."

The tall and thin man put Li Banfeng on the cart, rummaged around in his arms, took out five hundred-yuan Huanguo bills, and gave them to the driver.

The driver saw the tall and thin man taking out money with one hand, and then looked at his left hand which had been in his trouser pocket. He felt it was a bit strange, but did not ask any more questions.

After counting the bills and finding not a single one missing, the driver put out his cigarette, held up the left shaft with his left wrist, and placed his right wrist down on the right shaft.

Li Banfeng felt that the way he held the handlebars was a bit strange, with one hand up and the other hand down. It looked so awkward.

In fact, he didn't understand that this was the yin-yang handle, the most standard handle position for pulling a rickshaw.

The rickshaw pullers that Li Banfeng saw on TV all lifted the handlebars with both hands. If the force was not stable, the passengers would be thrown back and forth on the rickshaw, and might even fall off the rickshaw.

If the driver pulls the cart like this, at best he will not be able to collect the fare, and at worst he will be severely beaten.

The rickshaw driver lifted the cart steadily, shouting, "Go!"

Before he finished his words, the driver had already pulled the cart out of the alley.

Li Banfeng was still conscious, the wind was whistling in his ears, and the houses and trees on the roadside were rapidly retreating.

Perhaps it was because the alley was very narrow and the buildings on the roadside were very close, which caused Li Banfeng to have a visual deviation.

What speed is this?

The driver actually made the rickshaw look like a car.

Monkey Qiu also felt that this driver was somewhat special: "Your skills don't seem like those of the first level of cultivation."

The driver laughed and said, "You pay me and I drive the cart, but you don't live with me, why do you care so much?

Let's be clear first. The person next to you is like a white lamb in the sunlight.

I just want to send you to the place. Whether this person is dead or alive is none of my business!"

"Don't worry, he won't die," the tall and thin man said, "This little brother is lucky. He wouldn't have met the peddler, but the train was delayed on the road for three days, so he just caught up with it."

The driver was stunned: "Is this true? Such a good life? Could it be that I have met a lucky star?"

Li Banfeng could not move his neck and could not see the condition of the driver's legs and feet.

He could only look at the scenery along the way from a fixed angle.

The architecture of this town is very strange, with bricks and stones interlaced, neat and clean. There is no sense of depression and dilapidation, but there is a vicissitudes of life that deeply touched Li Banfeng.

It is not an ancient vicissitude, but a unique vicissitude, with spacious gates between brick and stone walls, grand raised beams and flying eaves, which are very ancient in style and charm.

But the carvings and portholes that appear from time to time on the walls have a Western feel.

Especially the two- or three-story buildings between the streets and alleys, the protruding balconies and corridors on the upper floors, the unique arches on the windows and doors, and the roses and ivy on the walls, make Li Banfeng feel as if he has arrived in a special era, an era sandwiched between the cracks of history.

Li Banfeng had no time to think about what era it was. The difficulty of his heartbeat and breathing made him feel that his life was threatened.

Listen to the coachman and the tall and thin man chatting all the way from the town to the suburbs. When they arrived at a wilderness, the coachman stopped and wiped his sweat.

"I'm really lucky. The peddler didn't leave!" The driver panted for a while, then looked back at the tall and thin man and Li Banfeng.

The tall and thin man carried Li Banfeng out of the car and saw a cart parked under a willow tree in front of them. On the cart was a large two-layer wooden cabinet with a red lantern stuck on it.

There was a person squatting next to the cart, a man in his thirties, taking a nap under a tree.

The driver shouted to the man, "Hey! Are you still doing business?"

The man raised his eyes, stood up and stretched, then took out a rattle and started beating it:

Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong!

"Soap, vanishing cream,

Silk scarves, handkerchiefs, sewing kits,

Leather bucket, iron ladle (pronounced the same as shao),

Matches, foreign candles, and foreign shovels!

Pickle jar, soy sauce pot,

Rice spoon, water scoop, vegetable knife!

A car of good goods, an old sign,

Everything is cheap, take your pick! "

Peddler?

Is this the peddler?

The peddler yawned at the tall and thin man and said, "Monkey Qiu, what are you buying?"

The tall and thin man was called Monkey Qiu, and the peddler actually knew him.

Monkey Qiu said: "The white lamb illuminates the sky."

The peddler took out the key and opened the first layer of the wooden cabinet: "The white lamb has seen the light of day. If you don't want to die, you must enter the door.

How would you like to pay? In Huan Guo notes or in foreign currency?"

Monkey Qiu said: "Huan Guo banknotes."

The peddler opened the drawer of the cabinet and said, "I still have five kinds of medicine powder left. The farming repair is 30,000, the pleasure repair is 50,000, the food repair is 60,000, the travel repair is 80,000, and the home repair is 160,000. I think he can't say anything. Should he choose it himself, or will you choose it for him?"

ps: Thanks to Xueshan Yuanfeng.

Dear readers, have you ever used vanishing cream?

Which gate do you like?