Chapter 183 All I throw out is shit
October, Yuncheng Street.
A group of yamen runners, holding swords and looking ferocious, ran from one end of the street to the other, and from one alley to the entrance of this alley, desperately chasing the old man in front who was wearing tattered clothes and looked crazy.
"Stop! Don't run if you dare!"
The old man jumped up and down the streets, shouting, "Don't chase me if you dare! Your grandfather should stop immediately!"
Countless people were leaning their heads out to watch the excitement on the street, each of them looking at it with curiosity.
"I remember this old man. He seemed to have appeared in Yuncheng just two days ago. How did he end up in trouble with the government? He's really brave!"
"Didn't you see that old man walking around like a dog? If someone has good martial arts skills, they're naturally brave and skilled. How could they be afraid of the government?"
"I heard that a thief broke into Lord Yang's house last night. Not only did he turn the storeroom upside down, but he also stole twice!"
“……!!”
The old man was not wrongly chased.
Although Lord Yang is not a good official, it would be fine if you stole once, but you stole twice in one night and stepped on his face. Isn't that forcing others to chase you relentlessly?
Why are you still running here? Get out of town quickly!
There were two children watching the excitement on the street, one big and one small, a boy about ten years old and a little girl about five or six years old. They were not dressed well but looked clean and had delicate and pretty looks.
The two men squatted in front of the crowd, each holding a roasted chicken leg and eating it with relish.
"How many laps has Grandpa Du run?"
"Six laps."
"This old man actually secretly ran out to play again last night. Let him run two more laps!"
The little girl looked up at the sun that was slowly climbing higher above her head and said, "I want to go home."
"No rush, we can reach the border town today, it's not far."
The boy finished gnawing on the chicken leg in his hand, threw away the chicken bone, took out a handkerchief and wiped the oil stains from the corner of the little girl's mouth, then turned around to wipe his own hands. Without even raising his eyelids, he shouted over there, "Grandpa Du, stop playing, let's get going!"
"Here they come!" The old man immediately rushed back from the end of the street, followed by a trail of breathless people. "City gate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young boy and girl squatting in front of the crowd jumped up and flew away in full view of everyone. They were as light as a swallow and threw a chicken leg to the old man who was flying closer.
Everyone, “…”
Forgive their shortsightedness!
After rushing out of the Yuncheng city gate, the pursuers were quickly thrown off.
Bai Yu immediately complained to the old man, "Grandpa Du, you sneaked out last night without us!"
Du Buqin gnawed on a chicken leg with his triangular eyes, and argued confidently, "Can you blame me for this? The Yang Mansion is an official's house after all, and there's not a single good herb in their storehouse! Back at the shabby house, the old man got angrier and angrier, so he went back and took all the vulgar things from his storehouse!"
"Where are the yellow and white vulgar things? Where are they?"
"I threw it into someone else's house! I threw a silver ingot and gold leaf into someone's house. Hehehehe! Want to get the gold and silver back? I'll have to search every house!"
"Nothing left?"
"What's the point of having the rest? Your wicked grandfather treats money like dirt, and everything he throws away is just shit!"
Bai Yu's delicate face twisted with anger. "Our silver was stolen. If you stole it, at least leave some for us! Tianbao and I haven't changed our clothes in three days!"
The old man was dissatisfied. "What are you yelling about? We're almost at the border town. We can still come back safely even without the silver! Tianbao, do you think Grandpa Du did anything wrong?"
Tian Bao did not hesitate, "That's right, rob the rich and give to the poor!"
The old man proudly spread his hands towards the young man and said, "Look, look!"
The boy grinned, "You're right."
"Humph!" The old man was satisfied and looked at the chicken bones in his hand. "By the way, where did the chicken legs come from? Aren't we broke?"
Tianbao, "Bai Yu stole it."
Bai Yu, "..."
It was clearly you who bought it with silver ingots.
Glancing at the little girl's clenched fist, Bai Yu took the blame.
As we entered the border town, the environment became visibly desolate.
The roadside was covered with dead grass and shrubs that had turned yellow after being hit by frost, and the trees along the way were shedding leaves.
When the three people who had been laughing and joking all the way arrived near the entrance of the city gate, the smiles on their faces faded slightly, their steps slowed down, and their eyes swept across the sides inconspicuously.
On both sides of the city gate were tall yellow weeds, which were connected into patches and swayed gently in the autumn wind.
There is a weird feeling in the bleakness.
Bai Yu subconsciously took Tianbao's hand and tapped the back of her hand.
There are no insects chirping.
It's too quiet.
There is an ambush behind the Cordyceps.
Du Buqin stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm on the outside, but he was cursing in his heart.
Why are you still doing this when we are almost home? How many ambushes have we set along the way?
So annoying!
Were all the thousands of elite Zhili soldiers under the dog emperor used to capture them?
Why didn't the Imperial Hospital take a closer look? Their master is mentally ill!
In the eerie silence, a very subtle sound of a weapon being unsheathed was heard from behind the bushes.
The atmosphere was instantly tense.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the city gate ahead.
The sound of the carriage wheels rolling over the ground and the clatter of footsteps.
After passing through the city gate, the carriage curtain was lifted from the inside, revealing Bai Kui's smiling face, "Son! Daddy is here to pick you up! Hahahaha!"
There were twenty or thirty guards following the carriage.
At the same time, two sounds of piano came from the city wall.
The people below looked up and saw a man in a moon-colored robe sitting elegantly on the top of a wall more than three meters high, with a guqin on his knees, and his cold white fingers plucking the strings intermittently.
On both sides of the moon-robed man, there were more than twenty people lined up in a row. It was obvious at a glance that they were all good fighters.
Du Buqin looked down, then up, his face twitching, and finally he cursed fiercely, "Pretending again!"
The tense atmosphere outside the city quietly dissipated because of the appearance of these two people.
Bai Yu relaxed and pulled Tian Bao into the carriage, "Old man, you came just in time this time!"
Bai Kui, "Son, at least say you miss daddy first."
"It's okay to lie to outsiders, but how can you lie to your own father?"
“…”
"Why are you so slovenly? You've lost a lot of weight! You must be suffering from not being able to eat or sleep well when you go out. Dad told you to bring more money—"
"Luckily I didn't bring it with me. It was all stolen."
“…”
Bai Kui looked outside and looked at Du Bui.
The old man looked at the sky.
Just then, he saw that bastard Bai Xiaofeng falling to the ground. He walked up to him, smiled, and threw him a piece of paper, an arm's length long.
"What is this?" The old man took the paper, confused.
The man's lips curved a little wider, his expression as calm as the breeze and bright as the moon. "Bill."
"...What bill?" The old man peered at the end of the paper. "Twenty thousand taels?! I only make a hundred or eighty taels each time I rob the rich and give to the poor, and you dare to write twenty thousand on a piece of paper you throw at me?! Robbery is more profitable than stealing, isn't it, you grandma!"
"This human skin mask, made by me personally, is worth over a thousand taels each and is priceless. Count how many times you've changed your faces along the way. As a fellow villager, I've already given you a discount. Don't refuse to pay."
"..." I'm refusing to pay my debt, what can you do to me? He tore the paper apart.
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