Bloody Journey: Those Years in Northeast China

Bloody Journey: Those Years in the Northeast - Chapter 187 A Famous Hero Shen Shengyi

Rao Shen Tianlong pretended to be serious and extremely serious. He looked like an old policeman and took notes for the bookstore owner, but Shen Tianlong kept coughing in the process of taking notes.

Why is Shen Tianlong coughing?It's a joke!Cough, that's why he was covering up his mistakes!

It stands to reason that Shen Tianlong can come back alive from the front line where the bones are like a mountain, and his nerves have already been tempered to be as tough as steel, and this is indeed the case.Facing Yao Zhijiang, who is at the pinnacle of power in Hongqi City, and his future father-in-law, Shen Tianlong also speaks nonsense, and Shen Tianlong's expression is also very sacred when talking about Shakespeare with his father-in-law!Can the nerve not be strong?

But why did Shen Tianlong laugh so much when facing an ordinary bookstore owner already with such strong nerves?

This is because the case encountered by the bookstore owner is indeed too strange, and the bookstore owner's description is too realistic and wonderful.It was even so exciting that Shen Tianlong would laugh out loud accidentally, so he had to cough to cover up his laughter.

According to the bookstore owner's description, Shen Tianlong could completely imagine the scene that the bookstore owner encountered at that time in his mind.

A middle-aged man with a thin figure and a pale face, dressed in white clothes and white trousers, with white sneakers on his feet, and a three-foot green peak hanging from his waist, walked squarely in the afterglow of the setting sun. Shi Shiran came to the bookstore owner's shop inside.

After entering the door, because a dog raised in the bookstore always barks at the white-clothed swordsman, the white-clothed swordsman waved his hand at the dog's leg without hesitation and struck a sword!

According to the original words of the bookstore owner, no one can see clearly when the swordsman in white drew out his sword, and no one knows when the swordsman in white puts his sword back into the scabbard.There was a flash of white light, and the old dog I had raised for more than ten years was separated from its dog legs!This separation is not for reunion!

Shen Tianlong didn't laugh when he heard this, not only didn't he laugh, but he deliberately raised his face and pretended to be angry and said to the bookstore owner: "You fucking came to play in the criminal police team, if you want to report the crime, you can Explain the matter clearly and truthfully, and then brag about it, I will burn down your bookstall first!"

Fu Yongshan looked at Shen Tianlong's serious look, and his heart was already full of joy. He is very satisfied with Shen Tianlong now.

For some people, the police really can't give a good face. This is what I have summed up after working for many years.But Shen Tianlong has already realized this for the first time when he took a case, and Fu Yongshan has already begun to admire Shen Tianlong's understanding in his heart.

The owner of the bookstore saw Shen Tianlong's unkind expression, and quickly spoke more plainly, removing those mysterious and mysterious modifier words.

"After that guy in white cut off my dog's leg, oh... no, no, it's not my dog's leg, it's my dog's dog's leg." Seeing Shen Tianlong staring at himself like a blade, the bookstore The boss's words became more and more rigorous, and he began to chew on words.

Imitating the appearance of a swordsman in white, the bookstore owner continued: "You can't rent a book stand, look, look, what Jin Yong, Gu Long, Qiong Yao, what are these things written about? Fighting and killing, love and love, there is no level at all'."

The white-clothed swordsman wandered around the room for a long time, and suddenly became a little emotional. While pointing to the books on the bookshelf, he said to the bookstore owner, with a tone of resentment and anger at his misfortune.

"Um...then what books do you think I should put on the table?" Although the bookstore owner was extremely reluctant at this time, he still spoke politely.

After all, the dog in my family usually bites countless people. Anyone who sees it is scared, but this man cut off the dog's leg with a sword. This is a ruthless person.

Naturally, he didn't dare to provoke such a ruthless bookstore owner. He just wanted to fool him away quickly, so he put on an attitude of humbly asking for advice.

Seeing the owner of the bookstore asking him about literature in a very modest manner, the white-clothed swordsman smiled reservedly, put on an inscrutable look, and said lightly: "Since you are so modest, I will give you some pointers." .”

"Do you know Confucius?" The white-clothed swordsman was about to speak, but he suddenly remembered something, stopped the conversation, and asked the bookstore owner such a question.

"I know!" The bookstore owner nodded hurriedly

"What about Mencius?"

"know, know"

Seeing that the bookstore owner knew these two people, the white-clothed swordsman was very happy, and gave the bookstore owner an expression that I admire you, and then continued: "Since you know these two people, you should know, Confucius' Book of Songs, Mencius The Songs of Chu is the most powerful poetry anthology handed down from ancient times in our country, and its grade is much better than that of Jin Yong, Xi Murong, etc. You should put these two anthologies first."

"Ah... that's right." Hearing the white-clothed swordsman speak, the bookstore owner felt a chill in his heart. Does Chu Ci have a relationship with Mencius?The bookstore owner thought to himself.

But on the surface, the owner of the bookstore still nodded hurriedly and said yes, all he wants to do now is to fool this master away as soon as possible.

"Of course, you must keep the ancient things, and keep up with the modern things, otherwise you will become a pedant. In the field of culture, we must also pay attention to keeping up with the times and advancing with the times, don't you think?"

Seeing the modest look of the bookstore owner, the white-clothed swordsman's expression became more and more complacent.

"Yes, yes, how about some modern books, would you recommend me two?"

The bookstore owner asked tentatively, his flattering skills are not much worse than Shen Tianlong's.

"Well, although I have a lot of literature, I like poetry the most. We are living in the best era, the most prosperous era of poetry, and we should be proud of being born in this era." The white-clothed swordsman looked into the distance with deep eyes, paused, and continued: "These modern poets, you should read more poems by Bei Dao, Gu Cheng, and Xi Chuan. Their poems are still very interesting. I have been friends with them for a long time." The swordsman in white said slowly

"Enen, yes, I must read their poems when I have the chance." The bookstore owner's attitude became more and more respectful.

"By the way, you are a book rental stall. How much is a book for a day?" The white-clothed swordsman seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and asked the bookstore owner

"Rent a book for [-] cents a day!"

"Well, that's it. Poetry is good, but it is Yangchun Baixue after all. If you want to make money, of course you have to rent novels. After all, you are referring to this to make money. When it comes to novels, I will recommend it to you. Our ancient Chinese You can buy and rent the four famous books, how steel was made in the Soviet Union, and the quiet Don River. I believe that once these things are on display, your bookstall will definitely be improved by a whole level. Grade!" When he said this, the swordsman in white swung his fist heavily at the air, his tone seemed confident and determined.

"Enn, I know the four great classics, but I really don't know about the Soviet books you mentioned. You are a cultural person at first glance." The bookstore owner continued to flatter.

But who knew that although the owner of the bookstore could not lower his posture, the swordsman in white still had no intention of leaving.

Turning around the bookstore twice, the white-clothed swordsman shook his head repeatedly while shaking his head, and sneered again and again, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the appreciation and taste of the bookstore owner.

"Hey, it's a waste of money. Otherwise, how much is your book stall? Just give it to me. I'll leave it to you to manage this good location." After sighing for a long time, the white-clothed swordsman suddenly said this. .

After laying the groundwork for a long time, the swordsman in white has taken a fancy to the location of this bookstore.

The owner of the bookstore naturally understood the meaning of the white-clothed swordsman, but several members of his family were pointing at this bookstall for their lives, so how could they just buy it as soon as they said it.Although he was terrified of the swordsman in white, the bookstore owner still shook his head like a rattle. "No, no, no, that's not okay, my bookstall was passed down from my ancestors..."

But who knew that as soon as the bookstore owner refused, before he finished speaking, the white-clothed swordsman's expression darkened.

"Bie Nima is shameless, tell me the number, I want your stall!" The literati who were still full of poetry and poetry just now suddenly turned into a rascal in the market.

"It doesn't matter how much money it is, but our whole family eats at my bookstore!" Seeing that the other party was determined to smash his job, the bookstore owner refused to budge.

The white-clothed swordsman saw the expression of the bookstore owner's resolute rejection of him, suddenly sneered, rolled his eyes, and pulled out his sword again.

"Do you know what kind of sword this is? This is a precious sword, the Juque sword handed down by Nan Xia Zhan Zhao in the Song Dynasty. Do you know that it cuts gold, cuts jade and blows hair?" While talking, the white-clothed swordsman actually rolled his hand A sword flower.

"Brother, you already have such a sword, why are you robbing my broken bookstore?" The owner of the bookstore was about to cry now.

"Am I robbing? I'm disk! It's not that I don't give money!" Seeing that the bookstore owner was still stubborn, the swordsman in white was very angry.

"It's not that I don't give money!"

"It's not that I don't give money!"

"It's not that I don't give money!"

"..."

Every time he said a word, the white-clothed swordsman would use the Juque sword in his hand to stab the glass on the window quickly. With nine strikes, none of the nine panes of glass on the window was spared, and all of them were pierced by the white-clothed swordsman. up!

Dugu Nine Swords!

This swordsman in white is indeed a peerless master, and the swordsmanship he uses is actually the Dugu Nine Swords that have been lost for a long time in the Jianghu!

"Hahaha..." Hearing this, Shen Tianlong couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and laughed, patted the bookstore owner on the shoulder and said: "You have found the right person in today's case. According to my judgment, this person He must be a master of the evil sect in the Jianghu. Don't worry, I will help you deal with him today."

"Officer Shen, who is this?" The owner of the bookstore saw that Shen Tianlong was still talking, and called him suspiciously.

"I am a generation of famous heroes in the Jianghu, the hero Shen Shengyi!" Shen Tianlong looked at the bookstore owner with deep eyes, and said seriously.