Lord of Puluo

Seeing Li Banfeng's body stiffen, the driver took two steps back.

Li Banfeng felt that his breathing had become extremely labored. Before he could figure out what was going on with his body, two people came over from the alley not far away.

The two men were wearing shirts, vests, and marching hats with extremely low brim.

Seeing that they were coming for Li Banfeng, the coachman was startled, picked up the car and was about to leave.

What do these two people do?

Li Banfeng didn't know them.

Are you here for me?

It was really for him.

This is the manpower arranged by Xiao Zhenggong. He has been following Li Banfeng since he left the station.

Their mission was to kill Li Banfeng and take away the bronze lotus from Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng wanted to touch the spicy strips in his pocket, but he couldn't.

One of the forwards pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and the other man glanced around viciously, signaling others to stay out of trouble.

Unable to resist, defend, or escape, Li Banfeng couldn't even move.

In all his life, Li Banfeng has never been so desperate.

Seeing the two people getting closer and closer, they suddenly heard someone speaking next to them:

You take the child to eat something first, and then go to the hospital to wait for me.

The tall and thin man, who was 1.9 meters tall, placed his wife on another rickshaw, turned around and came to Li Banfeng, put his left hand in his pocket, and supported Li Banfeng with his right hand.

Seeing the tall and lanky man, the two advance hat men did not approach Li Banfeng immediately. They did not know the strength of the tall and lanky man, nor the origin of the other party.

A forward hat came forward and said: Side by shoulder, which line to slide, touch the code and report the head on!

Li Banfeng was stunned, which foreign language is this?

This is not a foreign language, it is slang.

Forward Hat means: Friends, which road are you on? Tell me where you came from.

Monkey Qiu understood, but ignored them and ignored the two men.

Seeing that the communication was fruitless, the other forward hater began to threaten: Friends on Hezi, we are from Jiang Xiang's gang.

You have heard the flags, and you know the rules. We have decided to pick this gourd. Qingzi bites people without eyesight, so you step wider.

Friends on the road, we are going to kill this guy. He has no eyesight, so don’t meddle in his own business.

The tall and thin man frowned slightly and glanced at the two advance hats.

The two advance hats suddenly felt their hearts throbbing, and their heartbeat frequency slowed down and their amplitude increased.

Gudong! Gudong! The heart seemed ready to break at any moment.

An advance hat lowered his voice and said: This is a happy cultivator! The steps (levels) are not low!

Bullshit! Another advance hat also realized the seriousness of the problem and prepared to retreat.

The strength of the tall and thin man was beyond the reach of the two of them. Without any hesitation, the two of them turned around and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The tall and thin man did not chase after him. He supported Li Banfeng and asked the coachman directly: Is your car fast?

It's not too fast. The coachman avoided Li Banfeng, not wanting to pull him.

A person who shines in the light of the sky is going to have big trouble at any time, and he also gets involved with people on the road. Who wants to have anything to do with him.

Is there a fire wheel under your feet? the tall and thin man asked again.

The coachman shook his head and said, If I had a fire wheel, how could I still earn these few dollars in business?

Is there anyone with a steamer in front of the station? The man took out a ten-dollar bill and handed it to the coachman.

The driver took the money and smiled: Yes, sir, I will take you there.

You don’t have to work, you earn ten yuan for free, and you’re still willing to take the money.

The coachman led the way. The tall and thin man put one hand in his pocket and carried Li Banfeng on the other, and followed the coachman through an alley.

At the entrance of the alley, there was a short and stocky coachman squatting on the ground smoking a cigarette.

The cigarette was very choking, and he rolled it himself.

Sir, this is the one with the steamer. The driver from before brought the man and left quickly.

The tall and thin man stepped forward and asked the stocky coachman: What is the quality of your fire wheel?

The driver raised his head and said: I've already pulled the cart, what else can I do? The land is only one layer!

The tall and thin man nodded: Do you know where the salesman is?

The driver smacked his lips and said, I saw him in the morning. The road is a bit far. I don't know if he is still there now.

It's a long road, don't be afraid. Just give me a price.

The driver held out five fingers: Five hundred, Huan Guo banknotes, no counter-offer.

The tall and lanky man put Li Banfeng in the car, twisted him a few times from his arms, took out five hundred-yuan Huanguo bills, and gave them to the driver.

The driver saw the tall and thin man taking out money with one hand, and then looked at his left hand that had been in his trouser pocket. He felt a little strange, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After counting the banknotes, there were quite a few. The coachman put out his cigarette butts. His left wrist was up, supporting the left shaft of the cart, and his right wrist was down, pressing on the right shaft.

new

Li Banfeng felt that the way he held the handlebar was a bit strange. One hand was up and the other was down. Why did he look so awkward?

In fact, he doesn't understand that this is the yin and yang handle, the most standard position for pulling a foreign car.

The rickshaw drivers Li Banfeng saw on TV always lifted the handlebars with both hands. If the force was not stable, the passengers would lean back and forth on the car, or even fall off the car.

If the driver pulled the cart like this, he would at least not receive the fare, or at worst, he would be beaten severely.

The yin and yang moved up and down, and the coachman picked up the car steadily and shouted: Let's go!

Before he finished speaking, the driver pulled the car out of the alley.

Li Banfeng was still conscious, the wind was blowing in his ears, and the houses and trees on the roadside were retreating rapidly.

Maybe it was because the alley was very narrow and the buildings on the roadside were very close together, which caused Li Banfeng to have a visual deviation.

What speed is this?

This coachman actually pulled the foreign car out of the car.

Monkey Qiu also felt that this coachman was a bit special: Your skills are not like those of a first-level cultivation level.

The driver laughed and said, You pay me and I pull the cart. You're not living with me. Why do you care so much?

Let’s make it clear first if we have anything to say. The person next to you looks like a white lamb illuminated by the sky.

I just send you to where you are. Whether this person lives or dies is none of my business!

Don't worry, he won't die, said the tall and lanky man. This little brother is lucky. He couldn't meet the salesman originally. The train was delayed for three days on the road, so he caught up.

The driver was stunned: Really or not, you are so lucky? You must have met a lucky star, right?

Li Banfeng couldn't move his neck, and he couldn't see the condition of the coachman's legs and feet.

He could only look at the scenery along the way from a fixed angle.

The buildings in this town are very strange. The bricks and stones are intertwined and neat and clean. They don't have a sense of depression and dilapidation, but they have a vicissitude that deeply touches Li Banfeng.

It is not an ancient vicissitude, but a unique vicissitude. The spacious courtyard between the brick and stone walls, the grand beams and cornices, have an ancient charm.

But the carvings and portholes that appear from time to time on the walls have a bit of a Western feel.

Especially the small two- and three-story buildings between the streets and alleys, the balconies and corridors protruding upstairs, the unique arches on the windows and doors, the roses and wall-creepers on the walls, made Li Banfeng feel like We have arrived at a special era, an era caught in the gaps of history.

Li Banfeng had no time to think about what era it was. The hard heartbeat and stagnant breathing made him feel the threat from his life.

Listening to the chatter between the coachman and the tall and thin man, they ran from the town to the suburbs. When they reached a wilderness, the coachman stopped and wiped his sweat.

You're really lucky, the salesman didn't leave! The coachman gasped for a while, then looked back at the tall and thin man and Li Banfeng.

The tall and thin man carried Li Banfeng out of the car and saw a cart parked under a willow tree in front of him. There was a two-story wooden cabinet on the cart with a red lantern stuck on the wooden cabinet.

There was a person squatting next to the cart, a man in his thirties, taking a nap under a tree.

The driver shouted to the man: Hey! Is the business still going on?

The man raised his eyes, stood up, stretched, took out a rattle, and started playing:

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell!

Foreign soap, cream,

Silk scarves and handkerchiefs, sewing kits,

Leather bucket, iron pot (same pronunciation as shao),

Match, match wax, match shovel!

pickle jar, soy sauce pot,

Rice spoon, water ladle, kitchen knife! ,

A cart full of good stuff and an old sign,

Everything is on sale for you to choose from!

Salesman?

Is this the salesman?

The salesman yawned at the tall and thin man and said, Shouqiu, what are you buying?

This tall and thin man is called Hou Qiu, and the salesman actually knows him.

Monkey Qiu said: The white lamb illuminates the sky.

The salesman took out the key and opened the first floor of the wooden cabinet: Bai Laozi shines in the sky. If he doesn't want to die, he must enter the door.

How do you want to check out? Huan Guo banknotes or foreign money?

Monkey Qiu said: Huan Guo banknote.

The salesman opened the drawer on the container: I still have five medicinal powders left here, 30,000 for farming, 50,000 for happiness, 60,000 for food, 80,000 for travel, and 160,000 for home repair. I don't think he can tell. Let’s talk, should he choose it himself, or should you choose it for him?”

PS: Thanks to Snow Mountain Yuanfeng.

Dear readers, have you ever used ice cream?

Which gate do you like?