Luo nine needles

What the hell?Jinzhen Liu frowned.

"That's right, you, like me, have a deep family heritage." Gao Xiaoliu didn't say any more nonsense, and continued, "The knowledge of the sages has been imprinted in the bones of our ancestors for generations."

After the words fell, there was another sneer.

"Then let's put it this way, those of us who started by ourselves are nothing if we don't have the trustworthiness of our ancestors?" This is also a young man. If you are a Mohist, then you are truly determined, but it is you family descendants."

He stood up and looked around.

"Chengmo's ambition is not that firm, is it? It's just that your father and grandfather asked you to do this, and you don't take it seriously."

This remark caused many people in the hall to stand up and make a noise, "What are you talking about!"

Amidst the commotion, Gao Xiaoliu raised his voice.

"Don't make noise! ​​Be quiet!" he shouted, "We're all one family!"

These words made the people around me even more speechless, this quarrel was caused by you, okay?

"So everyone shows off their wealth."

Gao Xiaoliu yelled loudly, and he simply stood on the chair.

"Whether it's people like me who have been from Momen for several generations, or this one who just started alone, show all the cards of your wealth, and don't hide it from anyone, so that everyone can see clearly and know what they know."

"We show our abilities and compete for the head, so that everyone can see clearly that it is we who want to fight, and we want to inherit the ambition of the ancestors. It has nothing to do with father and grandfather, or whether they are newcomers alone or not."

This seemed to be a personal talk. There were low-pitched discussions in the hall, and some people shouted, "That's how it is!"

"Anyone who wants to be elected as the master comes to Mr. Bai to submit his identity here." Gao Xiaoliu waved his hand, "Two days later, at the birthday banquet, we will show off our skills and show off our abilities. Everyone present will judge and have nothing to do with family background. , has nothing to do with age, and has nothing to do with men and women!"

There was applause in the hall, and the young man from before strode forward, "I'm coming."

Jinzhen Liu followed closely behind.

Gao Xiaoliu was still standing on the chair: "Don't worry, come one by one." Then he urged everyone in the Bai family, "What are you still doing in a daze, don't worry about eating, take out your pen, ink, paper and inkstone to work."

Elder Bai glared at him, and shouted in a low voice: "Come down, what does it look like, do you still plan to be the head?"

Gao Xiaoliu jumped down and smiled: "Uncle, if you want to be the head of the sect, you have to have a decent appearance, especially the one you put on. If you are decent, then others will not treat you as a proper one."

Everyone in the hall went there, either to sign up, or to watch the excitement, and Chief Meng Xi also followed Wei Dongjia Lu's shopkeeper.

When the wheelbarrow passed by a table, I heard the person on it and the person at the same table scoffing.

"Slick boy, use your identity to make trouble first, isn't it just to prevent others from using this identity to embarrass him in the future?"

Meng Xichang couldn't help looking over, and saw that this was a young man in his early twenties, and there was a pole at his feet.

The young man noticed it immediately, took a long look at Meng Xi, then looked at the wheelbarrow, and retracted his foot that was stretched out on the road.

Chief Meng Xi looked away, and went forward with Wei Dong's family.

"This car is well-made." The person at the same table said to the young man, "Chen Shi, it seems that you are a mechanic."

Without raising his eyelids, Chen Shi spat out the melon seeds: "It's just a carpenter. Are machinists everywhere now?"

The people at the same table didn't argue with him, and asked: "Hey, didn't you just say that you want to be the master, go sign up for the competition."

Chen Shi sat still: "I don't want to compete, I just wait to shout."

What are you waiting for?My deskmate was puzzled.

Chen Shi stuffed a handful of melon seeds into his mouth, crunched and chewed, and said, "After you are elected to be the head, call him unworthy and let him go."

The night outside Bailou Town was dark, the turbulent river seemed to be falling asleep, and a small boat by the river was swaying under the moonlight.

The rich man sat in it, listening to the news, he was amused and angry at the same time.

"This bastard is never obedient." He said, "You give him advice in vain."

Zhike smiled and said: "But the young master is indeed going all out to fight for the head, master, don't worry."

The rich man Niusu smiled: "I am really relieved about this."

Having said that, I asked again.

"How is the arrangement at Liu Yan's side?"

Zhike said: "Liu Yan has arrived in Chencheng to sit in the town himself, and the outside of Bailou Town has been surrounded, water and land, and strictly guarded against death." He hesitated a little at this point, "It's just that if there are people from the Momen who are coming. "

The rich man Gao said lightly: "You can't come over on time for such an important matter, and you still want to be the head? Our Mo Sect doesn't need such waste, let Liu Yan take it for merit."

There are pedestrians on the road early in the morning.

A scholar was riding a skinny donkey with his luggage on his back, holding a scroll and meditating while walking.

After walking not far, there was a tea shed on the side of the road, and the stove was boiling hotly.

"Students, let's eat something." The old man in the store greeted warmly.

The scholar smelled the aroma of food and raised his eyes from the book.

"Old man, wrap a corner of hot cake with me, and fill a pot of hot tea." He said.

The old man in the store responded yes, and packed it up for him as he said, and said, "It won't take much time to sit down and eat."

The scholar took it, held the book in one hand, and took a bite of the steamed cake in the other, and said with a smile, "An inch of time is an inch of gold."

After all, he urged the skinny donkey to move forward.

The old man in the store shook his head: "I'm so stupid to read."

Turning around again, I saw several people sitting in the tea shed getting up.

"Is the old lady ready to eat?" He asked with a busy smile, "Is it still delicious?"

This is a master and his mother on the road. Although the old woman looks pampered, she has a very good temper and is satisfied with the tea stalls on the roadside.

"Food is something that fills one's stomach. If one is full, one's mouth will be satisfied." The old woman said with a smile.

The old man in the store thanked him again and again: "It's good that the old lady doesn't dislike it."

The old woman said: "What do you dislike? When I ran a business with my father, I lived and slept in the open." Pointing to her son beside her, "Don't look at wearing gold and silver now. Picking and picking when the weather is good is forgetting your roots.”

The master let his mother nagging, just smiled and didn't speak.

Still a maid at the side helped the old woman: "Madam, get in the car."

The old woman stopped talking and got into the car. A group of people drove forward, and after walking not far, they saw a team of officers and soldiers checking something, and the scholar who spent every inch of his time and money was torn off the skinny donkey.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me?" The scholar struggled in horror and anger.

An officer and soldier held a guide: "Liuzhou is so far away, come here to study? Who will believe it?"

The scholar seemed to be furious: "I have traveled all the way, and I have visited many places." He pointed to the road to guide the marks along the way, "Why can't you go to other places? Don't you belong to my big Zhou?" ?”

The officer and soldier raised his waist knife and pressed it against the scholar's heart.

The scholar's voice stopped abruptly.

"Don't scare people with your name." The officer said, pointing his waist knife at his heart, "Going all the way to study? Only ghosts will believe you."

After saying that, he slashed forward at the scholar's feet.

The scholar uttered a cry of surprise.

The old lady in the car here was also startled, but the knife did not cut off the scholar's foot, but cut his shoe upper, exposing the straw sole
"Still wearing straw sandals." The officers and soldiers sneered.

The scholar was both angry and helpless: "Walking such a long way, of course you have to wear the strongest soles, which has become a crime."

The officer sneered and waved his hands: "Stop talking nonsense, take it away."

Two officers and soldiers picked up the scholar and threw him into the prison car beside him regardless of his yelling.

The carriage of the master here also approached, and he asked a little uneasy: "Master Bing, what is this investigation for?"

Seeing him, the officer and soldier recognized him as a local merchant, and put away his knife with a smile: "Assist in investigating the bandits."

The old man looked uneasy: "Are you making trouble with bandits again?"

"It's not from our local area, but from other places." The officer and soldier said, looking at the master's carriage and horses, "What is Master Dong doing?"

Master Dong hurriedly raised the curtain of the car: "I will accompany my mother to pilgrimage."

The old woman nodded to the officers and soldiers in the car.

The officers and soldiers saw the old woman and two maidservants sitting in the car, so they nodded to get out of the way: "Go back quickly, it's not peaceful recently."

Master Dong hurriedly replied, and got back into the car. The coachman urged the horse forward, and quickly left the checkpoint here behind.

"It's not peaceful. There used to be no officers and soldiers guarding the road." The old woman sighed in the car, and then looked at the maid sitting quietly beside her with her head down, "Miss Axiu, you should stop driving. Stay at home for a while."