Knife splashing

Chapter 13 Sharifi

died?

Upon hearing the news, Li Yan was a little confused.

"Of course he's dead."

Li Gui cursed, "Yuan Xizhong is a bastard. He is older than me and was injured when he was suppressing the rebellion at the border."

"I heard the news ten years ago. The old dog was bedridden and suffered for three years before he passed away. When he died, he was just a bag of bones. The children in the family were also not good enough. They committed a serious crime and the whole family was executed. They deserved it!"

That's it...

After hearing this, Li Yan scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

It feels like you are about to attack someone, but the other person has been killed by a car.

Li Yan couldn't help but ask again: "What happened at that time?"

Grandpa Li Gui smoked a cigarette and was silent for a long time. Then he said, "Well, it's been so long, and I don't want to wait until I see the King of Hell."

"At that time, we had already entered the area between the White Mountains and the Black Waters. We eliminated Guo Mao, a rebel general in the northern border, who had been instigated to rebel. We also defeated several foreign tribes that had followed us to invade from the south."

"Because the previous dynasty Daxing and the Golden Horde were in a north-south confrontation, there were still many Han villages in the northern border. I don't know why Yuan Xizhong went crazy. He burned down all the villages along the way, and even spared the old, weak and sick Han people..."

"I and a few old friends were whipped ten times in public and ridiculed by him for merely raising objections..."

"That's fine if that's the case. The battle was fierce and more than one innocent person died tragically. But there was a group of Jurchen royals escaping, but he was like a blind man, turning a blind eye..."

"Afterwards, we reported this to General Zhang, but were stopped outside the camp. Yuan Xizhong also interfered, and he was promoted all the way, while we had no choice but to retire."

"Alas, the court is dark, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, what's wrong with being a farmer?"

It turned out to be the case.

Li Yan seemed to be lost in thought, feeling that something was wrong.

According to my grandfather, Yuan Xizhong was just a minor general when he suppressed the rebellion in the northern border, and he got promoted and made a fortune only later.

The imperial court bestowed a plaque, the sorcerer played tricks, and the precious Three Talents Demon-Suppressing Coins...

These are simply not something Yuan Xizhong can do.

There might be someone else who cast the curse.

What kind of hatred caused him to spend such a huge price?

"Grandpa, where are your old friends?"

"In the first few years after I returned to my hometown, we occasionally exchanged letters, but later we lost contact. I'm afraid that with the aging and death of the elderly, there won't be many of us left..."

Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

Looking into the distance, smoking a pipe, he seemed to be lost in memories again.

Li Yan didn't ask any more questions.

He was already certain that there was something else going on.

Of course, he wasn't going to tell his grandfather.

The old man is old and in poor health. He finally broke the curse and said goodbye to the past. If he knew that his father's death was caused by someone else and was related to himself, he would probably get into trouble.

To put it bluntly, this world is full of monsters and demons. If an old man dies with a resentment in his heart and cannot rest in peace after death, it is his fault.

This kind of grudge will be settled by the younger generation!
After finding a random topic to change the subject, Li Yan returned to his room, cooked two side dishes, and had a few drinks with his grandfather.

He seemed nonchalant, but in fact he had made up his mind.

The murderer who cast the curse will show up sooner or later, and will definitely pay back double.

But the most important thing now is to step into the Xuanmen.

According to Du Daya, Sharifei recognized these people.

But he was not in a hurry to find Sharifei.

The reason is simple. The summer harvest is coming, and this guy will definitely come to your door...

……

Speaking of which, the Li family and Sharifei have some connections.

The real name of "Sha Lifei" is Sha Guangsheng.

As the old saying goes, when you are in the world, the first thing you do is seek profit, and the second is fame.

That is to say, it creates a new trend.

But reputation is mostly given by others. For example, Li Yan's father, Li Hu, was nicknamed "Sick Tiger", which means that he is inconspicuous at ordinary times, but when he shows his power, he is as ferocious and domineering as a tiger descending from the mountain.

But the name "Shalifei" was given by him himself.

He looks impressive, but those who know the business think he is a joke.

However, this person was very smooth, used to changing his attitude according to the situation and the people he dealt with, and was well versed in the rules of the underworld, so he did not suffer any major losses.

Gradually, "Shalifei" really became his nickname, and many people even forgot his real name...

The job of a swordsman is not about chopping people down all day long.

When traveling in the world, being smart and making progress are both important.

Although the business of tying one's head to one's belt can make money, it is not always possible. After all, this is not a chaotic world.

And only when you are famous will people invite you.

The swordsmen in famous towns are all supported by someone.

But those young men who are just starting out, or old swordsmen who are unable to make a name for themselves, have to think of some ways. They can't just starve to death.

They usually have three ways out.

One is to follow a famous swordsman, escort a convoy, guard a gang's place, or sell illegal salt.

The second is to become a bandit. Several famous bandits on the Guanzhong Road were once swordsmen. They either did not want to earn hard-earned money or did not want to live under someone else's roof, so they would rather use the knives in their hands to steal for food.

The third is the lone ranger, doing whatever he had before he became famous.

For example, when his father was young, he would organize wheat pickers from several nearby villages to go out to work during the wheat harvest season.

This is also the old rule.

Almost every wheat harvesting group has a knife-wielding leader, who can get lucrative jobs and is not afraid of the landlords turning against them.

Of course, water will also be drawn from it.

To put it bluntly, it's a bit like a contractor.

After Li Yan's father Li Hu became famous, he still did this job.

According to him, he did not care about these small things. He just wanted to protect his fellow villagers, gain a good reputation and avoid being gossiped about.

Even later on, they just helped with the work and didn't charge any money at all.

After his father's death, the wheat harvesters in several villages were leaderless. At this time, Sharifei came to him.

In addition to the family martial arts, his father also learned sword skills from a famous old swordsman. Sharifei was one of his disciples at that time, so they could be considered to be from the same school.

But later, the two sides took different paths.

His father had made a name for himself.

Sha Lifei was still wandering around the villages in Guanzhong, relying on his little fame to make money from the common people, but he didn't dare to get close to Chang'an City.

Leading the wheat harvesters was a good opportunity, so he naturally didn't want to miss it.

As for the annual visit, it is the rule of the underworld.

Whenever you arrive at a place, you have to pay your respects to the landlord, which means you are making a living on someone else's land. If you take advantage of your fellow disciples, you have to give some tribute every year.

Given Sharifei's slippery personality, there was no way he would give anyone a chance to criticize him.

Of course, every time I came, I just picked up some pastries and got it over with.

Calculating the time, it should be here soon...

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The next day, a horseman came on the official road at a speed of one meter.

The horse has a yellow mane and looks old but knows the way.

There sat a man wearing a grey cloth shirt and black trousers. He was tall, with two swords on his waist. He had a face full of flesh and a beard, and looked quite brave.

The most attractive thing is his bald head.

It's shiny and glossy, and it reflects light under the sun.

"It's Sharifi!"

"It's Sharifi!"

There were a few naughty kids at the entrance of Lijiabao Village, who started shouting and screaming when they saw it.

Apart from anything else, Sharifei looks really good.

At least in the eyes of these children, he looked like a heroic hero who roamed the world, so they cheered with red faces.

In their opinion, this is a real hero.

Li Yan from the village is also a swordsman, but he is more handsome than the young masters and pretty boys in the operas, and he is also cunning and difficult to deal with, not a good man at all.

"Hahaha…"

Hearing the children cheering, Sharifei felt happy and laughed out loud.

He lifted the reins, and the yellow-maned horse neighed, stood up, and rushed into the village again, watching the children clapping their hands.

As the horse trod on the yellow earth, two copper coins fell with a clinking sound.

A bold voice was left in the air:
"Kids, use this to buy candy."

After Sharifi entered the village, he rode his horse around the village, banging the gong in his hand. "Listen up, everyone. If you want to make money, bring your stuff and follow me tomorrow morning!"

The three things a wheat harvester needs when going out are a sickle, a grindstone and a blanket.

There is a shortage of staff this year, so the employers are willing to pay the wages.

This news has already been known to everyone, so those who want to make money have already prepared their tools and food.

They will go to Xianyang and Xingping.

As long as you work quickly and return after finishing your work there, you will be able to catch up with the wheat harvest at home.

Hearing Sharifei's voice, many people came out to ask.

"Sha Da Xia, how much money will you give this year?"

"Sha Da Xia, is there anything that has been discussed?"

Although Sharifei felt relieved when he was called "hero", he still frowned, touched his bald head and cursed:
"Why are you asking so many questions? If you follow me in the sand, are you afraid of not having meat to eat?"

After saying that, he jumped off the horse and threw the reins in his hand away.

"Help me feed the horse."

After giving the order, he took an oil-paper bag containing snacks from the saddle, hummed a little tune, and walked towards Li Yan's house.

As soon as I reached the door, I ran into old man Li Gui who was about to play chess.

Sharifei laughed and said, "Mr. Li, you are in good health. I came to see you. This is the osmanthus cake from Xiangyuanlou in Chang'an City. It is a good thing."

"Okay, don't come next year!"

Li Gui snorted and left with his crutches.

The old man looked down on Sharifei, saying he was too slick and full of nonsense.

What is the osmanthus cake from Xiangyuanlou?

When he came across such a good thing, Sharifei filled his stomach first and was reluctant to give it to others. It was obvious that he had just bought it casually in Lantian County.

The most important thing is that this person comes to your house just to go through the motions.

Just to make a name for himself, he always makes a lot of noise.

Sharifei was very thick-skinned. Seeing the old man's expression, he didn't care at all. He just laughed and walked into the house with his things.

Li Yan was practicing martial arts. He performed the Tiger Climbing the Wall move, then twisted his body, raised his left elbow, and did the Flower Hiding Under the Leaves move.

"it is good!"

Sharifei cheered, with a strange look in his eyes.

He also practices Red Fist, has been in the martial arts world for many years, and has a keen eye.

Although there is a Hongquan proverb that "hands are two doors, and hitting depends entirely on legs" and "hands fight 30% and legs fight 70%, the technique is the key.

Therefore, with the support of the hand and the cloud hand, he can be invincible in the world.

Li Binghu's son, although still young, has already mastered the art of martial arts. With every move he makes, his fists whistle and his tendons crackle. He has already reached the peak of Ming Jin.

In the future, he might be even more powerful than his father!

Sharifei already felt a little regretful and secretly planned to bring some decent pastries when he visited next year.

If you continue to fool around, it may cause trouble in the future.

Thinking of this, he touched his bald head and laughed, "Brother Yan, you are busy. I have other important things to do, so I won't disturb you."

After saying that, he put his things down and was about to leave.

Li Yan then smiled and said:
"Uncle Sha, don't leave in such a hurry. I want to ask you something."

　This year's opening book is too popular. Even if you have no books, please help to read it. Thank you.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)