I don't want to be wronged again

Chapter 41, Chapter 41
This gold lock piece is made into auspicious cloud shape, unlike ordinary gold locks engraved with auspicious words such as "Longevity for a Hundred Years" and "Auspicious Wishes", but on the front, there are seemingly countless, but in fact it is a whole Hundreds of "Fu" characters in various fonts surround a red coral bead the size of a fingernail.That red coral bead is like scarlet in color, and its texture is as delicate as jade, it is extraordinary at first sight.On the back of the lock is a picture of birthday stars holding peaches, except that the characters in the pattern are lifelike, it's not a big deal.But he didn't know that there was a tiny "sea" character that could only be seen with a Western crystal magnifying glass on the inconspicuous part of the cane that the birthday guy was leaning on.

The sharp-mouthed monkey held the cleat in his hand for a closer look, and then took it up to the light and looked left and right, and couldn't see it.

Han Li got impatient and asked, "Shopkeeper, how much silver can this golden lock be worth?"

The sharp-mouthed monkey snorted through its nostrils, raised its little finger with an inch-long nail, and lovingly twirled his goatee beard, saying: "This tattered cleat is not good enough, and it's not enough. Seeing you are pitiful, I will give you two taels of silver—it must be death!"

Han Li's nose was almost crooked, regardless of other things, even the net weight of this golden lock was half a tael of gold, and if one tael of gold and ten taels of silver were exchanged, it would be more than two taels of silver.What's more, that coral bead cost more than a hundred taels of silver; in terms of the workmanship of this cleat alone, a whole hundred characters of "Fu" were engraved in a mere inch, and none of them had the same font. There are not many.Seeing that he is a child who doesn't understand anything, this black-hearted thing has no conscience to bully him!

Han Li sneered and said, "Give me back the lock, I'm wrong!"

The sharp-nosed monkey cheeks became furious, retracted his hands, grabbed the cleats and put them into his arms, scolded: "Where did you come from, you little beggar, I don't know where you stole this thing from! Get out of here! Keep talking!" Grandpa, I'm going to report to the police! The guard will beat you to death!"

Turning his head back to the counter, he called two burly nurses to come out, one in each hand, picked up Han Oak and the little monk and threw them out the door.The little monk blushed with anger, clenched his fists and wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Han Li with a wink.The two of them were thrown out of the door by a roller, and it took them a long time to get up, pretending to be afraid, and left weeping.

After passing this street, Han Li immediately wiped his face, pulled the little monk up and said, "Let's go, let's eat first."

He found a shop that sold steamed buns, and bought twenty steamed buns for forty Wen.The fist-sized little monk ate five buns in one go, and Han Li ate three by himself.The remaining cold oak wrapped up the leaves of the tree, bulging in his arms, and pulled the little monk straight to a dilapidated small medicine shop on the corner of the street.

A small bag of asarum, celestial fairy and seven percents spent all the money Han Li had on him.Han Li didn't expect this small packet of medicine to be so expensive.He thought for a while, and took the little monk for a walk slowly. After walking not far, he saw a person he was looking for.

This is a genuine little beggar, covered in dirt several jins thick, with no color visible on his face, only his two eyeballs are still pitch black.At the moment he was leaning against a wall on the corner, basking lazily in the sun.

Han Li took out a meat bun and handed it to him, but he just took it lazily, and was not in a hurry to eat, but put it in his arms, and stretched out his hand to Han Li: "Is there any more?"

Han Li wondered: "I gave you a bun, why did you put it away instead of eating it? Since you didn't eat it, why should I give you a second one?"

The little beggar lazily said: "If you give me the second bun, I'll keep the first one for dinner; if you don't give me the second bun, then I'll eat the first one. So It’s really stupid for me to say something simple.”

As he said that, he took out the steamed stuffed bun from his pocket and ate it again.

Han Li laughed when he said that: "You are the first to say that I am stupid. However, if you help me with something, how about I still have buns for you?"

In the alley behind the pawn shop, a fat cook was struggling to get a bucket of water out of the well at the entrance of the street, when a little beggar rushed over quickly and knocked the cook head-on.Most of a bucket of water was also splashed.The cook was knocked and slipped to the stone floor beside the well rail, and she couldn't get up for a long time.In his mouth, he scolded the eight generations of the little beggar's ancestors.At this time, a little monk passed by, helped her up kindly, and said shyly: "Mother, I think your waist seems to be shining, let me help you carry the water back." He kindly sent the cook to the door , Shi Shi ran away amidst the cook's gratitude.

Finally, when night fell, three small black figures slipped along the wall to the back door of the cook's house.One of the taller shadows led the two shorter ones along the back door to a dog hole. The first one took out a few meat buns and broke them open, poured a few drops of medicine into the dog hole with shaking hands.The sound of several big dogs "barking" came from the wall.The three of them waited silently, and within a short time, they heard "Plop, plop".It must be that those vicious dogs have all been brought down.

These three people are naturally Han Li, the little monk and the little beggar.Han Li took the lead, and immediately got into the dog hole familiarly.He has done this kind of dog hole drilling since he was a child, and he really has a specialization in art.

The little monk followed closely, but he encountered some troubles. Although he was small, he was full of flesh. If the little beggar hadn't kicked his ass from behind, he would have been stuck in this place. In the dog hole.Finally, the little beggar slipped in.The three of them straightened up and looked at the path, then ran straight to the largest house.When he got close, Han Li nimbly climbed onto the young monk's shoulders, and looked in through the window, only to hear the loud snoring in the room, and the master was so asleep that he didn't know anything.

Han Li smiled and took out the streamer, and began to pry the door bolt in a big way, but no one heard the movement.Han Li thought in his heart: This old monk has done a reliable thing after all.It turned out that when Han Li was coerced by Haiyao, he hated his current lack of strength. After seeing the little monk's skills, he became more and more eager to practice kung fu. At least, he must be able to guarantee his personal safety, right?
During the few days in the mountains, Han Li began to read the book given by the old monk. To his surprise, the last article in the book turned out to be a Poison Sutra. Poison recipe.The Mongolian sweat medicine used this time is just the simplest one.

(End of this chapter)