Republic of China

Chapter 87
Laba.

As the New Year is approaching, the festive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger. In the early morning, the streets are crowded and bustling with people buying new year goods. They are all smiling, and they are not affected by the war in western Liaoning.

Zhao Sanyuan was not interested in buying any New Year's goods. After all, he didn't have a family. His original plan was to go directly to Lao Liu's house to eat and drink on New Year's Eve.

He bought two roasted sweet potatoes and squatted in front of the teahouse, watching the thick smoke of human beings.

But some things will always come when they are supposed to come.

Shangguan Baitu, who had disappeared for a few days, suddenly walked up to him, still wearing a bamboo hat and fancy clothes, full of ability and mystery.

Zhao Sanyuan looked at the eight-treasure carved bow in her hand and said curiously: "You are not much older than me, but the bow in your hand looks very old."

"It was handed down from our ancestors, but it shouldn't be that old. It's probably similar to it." Shangguan Baitu pointed to the gong on Zhao Sanyuan's waist. As a member of the Great Chongjiu, his eyesight and knowledge must be above the standard.

It's just that Zhao Sanyuan really doesn't know how many years his gong has lasted. He didn't take it too seriously after inheriting it from the old man. Anyway, it just needs to be useful when fighting.

"Okay, let's see if we can sell it for some money when money is tight."

"With your lifestyle, it may be difficult to spend all 10,000+ silver dollars in a short period of time."

"I smoke cigarettes, I go to gambling houses, I go to brothels, okay?"

"The 10,000+ Fushou ointment is enough to last for a long time. The largest gambling game in the surrounding gambling houses does not exceed 30. As for visiting the brothels, it is even slower. As far as I know, the most expensive brothels in several districts of Anshan are the most expensive. For a girl, the price is up to [-] yuan a night.”

startled.

Zhao Sanyuan was completely shocked.

Who would have thought that a foreigner would know local prices better than himself?

According to this view, if you want to become poor in the short term, you can only spend a lot of money.

Zhao Sanyuan, who was a little embarrassed, began to change the subject, "Speaking of which, your surname is really rare, but the name is too perfunctory. How can parents name their daughter Baitu? It's no better than the unlucky child of the old Wang family."

Shangguan Baitu explained sternly, "Because I lack gold in the five elements, white in my name will make up for the lack of prosperity. My zodiac sign is Xu Dog, so it is good luck to have a rabbit. My surname cannot be changed. It is passed down from my ancestors. After all, our ancestors used to live in chaos." Not bad.”

"How good is it?"

"During the Tang Dynasty, she officially held the position of Nei Sheren and had high authority. However, her more important responsibility was to serve in the Taishi Bureau, serve as a watchdog for the royal family, and slay evil spirits and monsters."

Zhao Sanyuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

Sure, your ancestor was a high official in the Tang Dynasty?That's really too much.

Looking at myself again, I don’t know who my parents are, and if I go back three generations, I’m probably still a poor peasant.

Shangguan Baitu lowered his eyebrows slightly, "In comparison, I'm more curious about why you let that ghost go in the Wang family. Is it pity? Is it empathy? As far as I know, you don't seem to have these emotions."

"I'm not a fucking stone in a latrine. Did you see this? It's hot here, and Wang Dachui's mother didn't provoke me." Zhao Sanyuan pointed to his heart and said angrily: "Today is the beginning of the twelfth lunar month. Eight, what do you say?”

"Chenshi is leaving for Fengcheng. I have informed Kang Muang and Liu Mangfan."

"What are you going to do?"

"Hire a carriage." Zhao Sanyuan rolled his eyes helplessly. He knew this was the result.

When driving in a carriage during the cold winter months in the Northeast, the mucus flowing down the nostrils can freeze the brain!

At this time, the sound of whistle sounded from far to near.

An imported Ford car in good condition parked in front of it, and Xu Zhou, the housekeeper of Lao Wang's family, got out of the driver's seat.

"Mr. Zhao, the car has been filled with gasoline, and some bedding and dry food have been prepared according to your instructions. According to the estimated places where fuel will be added on the road, I have already informed you and prepared them. The marks on where to refuel are on the side. On the driver’s seat map.”

What is a relationship?

This is called relationship!
In just three words, I made the mayor willing to offer me an imported car worth [-] yuan, and I didn’t even have to pay for gas!

Li Dongzhi made a good start with the matter of private use of the bus. Since it has something to do with it, don't be polite. Moreover, cars are much denser than small trucks, and carriages are even more incomparable. There is almost no need to worry about being beaten in the cold wind. Shivering.

"You know how to drive?" Shangguan Baitu was slightly surprised. It's such a technical job that most people have never seen before.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Sanyuan looked at him like he was mentally retarded, "You'd better pray that you can drive it yourself, otherwise I'd rather be hammered to death by my uncle than let it freeze when I pee."

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Shangguan Baitu had the urge to beat someone up.Are all the co-authors purchased for me?

Hiring a carriage at least has a driver to drive it, and everyone can huddle under the tent, but driving is very tiring, especially on the dirt road in the cold winter months.

"Will it be?"

".meeting."

"Come on to Lao Liu and Lao Kang, let's go."

Fengcheng, adjacent to Andong County, is located near the national border and borders the peninsula, facing the Yellow Sea in the south. The earliest history of the city can be traced back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

In recent years, various ethnic groups have settled and blended here, making it a beautiful town with multiple cultures and customs.

No matter what kind of blood is shed, in the days approaching the New Year, people follow the local customs, and the streets and alleys are decorated with lights. Even at night, the red lanterns are still glowing.

On the contrary, this period is also the easiest to attract thieves.

In the backyard of an inn, Gao Shou was carrying a roasted chicken and gnawing on it while filling his stomach with well water filled with ice.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and the exposed cotton was pitch black. Even the shoes he wore were of two styles, a leaky embroidered shoe and an old cotton boot. The big toe of his left foot was exposed and covered with frostbite. .

Compared with the usual pretentious style of suits and leather shoes, he looks very downcast.

Of course, the white wax rod never left the body, but its original color could no longer be seen. It was dark red and turned black, covered with dried blood stains.

"The bastard of Yiguandao is really willing to spend money. He has nineteen altar masters, six point masters, and two three talents. He has never been beaten like this in decades of life. Ahem."

He coughed up the roasted chicken mixed with blood.

Gao Shou touched his chest, and there was a hideous wound there. The everted flesh was lavender, and there were small 'red tendons' that were moving strangely.

Being able to break out of the siege and reach Fengcheng with two feet, Gao Shou's strength is naturally the same as his name, and he can be regarded as a master.

When Zhao Sanyuan and others teamed up to deal with Huang Aimin, it took a lot of effort to kill him, and Huang Aimin was just the altar leader and a backup dian master.

"Dad! Mom! Our house has been robbed!"

Along with the exclamation, a little boy who came out to pee saw Gaoshou running towards the inn screaming.

Gao Shou immediately threw away the roasted chicken and water ladle and rushed away, murderous intent evident in his eyes.

Taking three steps in a row, he threw the white wax pole in his hand. The blazing sun fire at the tip of the spear dragged the stream of light, which was extremely bright in the dark. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was no different from a magic trick.

boom--!
The white wax pole grazed the boy's scalp and nailed a Yiguandao altar master hidden in the darkness to the wooden pillar. The sunfire from the tip of the spear instantly burned his internal organs.

But when he was mobilizing his energy and blood, Gao Shou had already spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his injuries were several times worse. However, without any hesitation in his steps, he stopped the little boy and retreated to the wooden pillar, looking at the courtyard door warily.

"It's amazing. Master Gao is still so vigilant."

The toothless telegrapher clapped his hands and walked out of the shadows of the courtyard. There were nine people beside him, but almost all of them were injured, none more so than Gao Shou.

Gao Shou forcefully swallowed the blood that surged into his mouth again, and sneered: "You really took a lot of trouble to set this trick on me."

Master Toothless grinned, "There is no way, Master Gao, you are still as elegant as before. The easiest way to inflict serious damage on you is to let you hurt yourself, how about it? Forced to mobilize the energy and blood to use the Dragon Palace Spear Doesn't it taste unpleasant? The Shaoyang triple burner meridian in the hands must be as painful as scraping the bones, and the liver and spleen are like burning fire?"

"You are quite knowledgeable." The leader placed the frightened boy on the stairs, and then pulled out the white wax pole on the wooden pillar, and the body of the impaled altar owner slid to the ground.

"Why bother, Mr. Gao? We actually just want you to die, and it's not a big deal. Don't worry, this is not just for you. The old Yang and Taiyin of Da Chongjiu are all in the ambush plan. For the sake of our In terms of origin, I will not waste any part of your body after your death. If you continue to struggle, it will only increase the pain and give face to the younger generation. After all, you and my father have a heart-breaking friendship."

As he spoke, the strong men of Yiguandao formed a semi-arc circle around Gao Shou, like the end of a battle between trapped beasts.

Gao Shou vomited blood and put the tip of the gun on the ground three and a half feet in front of him. "I thought you were quite knowledgeable before, but in fact you don't know anything at all. You are as virtuous as your shabby dead father."

"Master Gao, please stop using your words. You have killed two or three talents, four point masters and a dozen or so altar masters. You are enough -"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sneer from the boss.

"Three to five and it will be full, three to five and it will be empty."

"The reason why the Wudang Dragon Palace Gun is not well-known in the world is because it is not only cruel to you beasts, but also cruel to yourself."

"It can burn my blood, and it can even burn my soul!"

(End of this chapter)