Lord of Puluo

At the entrance of Jiang Xiang Gang's Medicine King Hall, the hall leader Luo Zhengnan was sitting on the rooftop listening to the radio. While listening, he was laughing:

"The world is so vast, it's really strange. A man and two donkeys, on the street... this thing can actually happen in Yaowanggou!"

Luo Zhengnan was enjoying himself when his subordinate Sun Xingbing came to report: "Han Jinwei is here.

"Hall Master Han is here, please come quickly!"

Sun Xingbing said: "Master, Han Jinwei is no longer the hall master, and you are still so polite to him?"

Han Jinwei turned out to be the leader of the Huangtuqiao Hall of the Jiangxiang Clan. Because the Huangtuqiao area was not very prosperous, Han Jinwei often took his men to other states on errands.

The last time I was out of state, I happened to receive an order from Xiao Zhenggong to go to Tiemenbao to fight for "Lance Zhao Xiaowan". However, Li Banfeng plotted against him, causing the entire army to be annihilated at the entrance of Huangtuqiao Hall.

Later, "Langqian Zhao Xiaowan" was bought back by Luo Zhengnan. Xiao Zhenggong did not let Luo Zhengnan be the deputy gang leader, but he fulfilled one thing. He gave Luo Zhengnan the hall of Huangtuqiao.

Now Luo Zhengnan is the leader of two halls, and Han Jinwei has become Luo Zhengnan's subordinate. Luo Zhengnan really does not need to be polite to him.

But Luo Zhengnan knew how to be a good person. He lectured his subordinates: "You are just ignorant. What's the matter with calling him the master of the hall? I can't guarantee that he will make a comeback one day.

As the old saying goes, don't be surprised if you are polite to many people. Translated into foreign languages, this is called high emotional intelligence. Do you know? Invite people in quickly! "

Han Jinwei came, and after a few polite words, Han Jinwei made it clear: "Master, I want to go back to Huangtuqiao to take a look, and take care of the helper's business."

Luo Zhengnan smiled and saw Han Jinwei's thoughts.

He didn't want to stay in Yaowanggou and be controlled by Luo Zhengnan.

"Hall Master Han, is there still business at Huangtu Bridge?"

"Yes, there are three helms, each responsible for one. I've brought the roster for you to take a look at."

Luo Zhengnan was too lazy to look: "I just went to Huangtu Bridge last month. After walking for more than ten miles, I didn't see a few houses. The place was deserted. Why did I go there?"

"Hall Master, we still have hundreds of brothers here. This matter..."

"Discuss it with the brothers. If you are willing to come to Yaowanggou, I will accept it. If you are not willing to come, let the leader pull the incense and find his own way."

"Hall Master, this is not possible, they are still helping the clan."

"Why do you need to contribute? Do you think I don't know? There is no business in Huangtuqiao that can be sustained, and only the people who can make a living are left with their teeth."

Han Jinwei lowered his head and said, "That's also our gang's job."

Jiang Xiang's gang is engaged in all sorts of businesses, including human trafficking.

Luo Zhengnan's face sank and he spoke less politely: "Old Han, I told you something, and I will say it again today.

The gang has its own business, and the hall has its own rules. In Yaowangtang, Ren Yazi's business cannot be done. Anyone who does it will have trouble with me, Luo Zhengnan. "

"That's right, that's right." Han Jinwei didn't dare to contradict Luo Zhengnan, so he chatted for a few words and left quickly.

Luo Zhengnan continued to listen to the radio, and also heard about the donkey business in the street. While listening, he murmured to himself: "Why do mourners come to Yaowanggou? Does this matter have anything to do with the person from Huangtuqiao?"

This bird man dared to provoke Monkey Qiu. He could only be blamed for his lack of eyesight. He was beaten by a donkey on the street. He probably had no shame in staying in Yaowanggou any longer.

It would be best for him to get out, and the sooner he gets out, the better. "

Luo Zhengnan hoped that the mourning monk would leave as soon as possible, but Yu Heshun hadn't left yet.

Not only did he not leave, he recovered from his injuries for two days and then went to Qiuji Medicine Store to cause trouble.

This is the consistent logic of mourning monks. Whoever hurts him will be entangled with him.

"You hurt me like this. If you don't give me an explanation, you will have to serve me for the rest of your life!"

Ding Youming, the clerk at the medicine store, was angry: "Who will serve you forever? What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What did I say? You hurt me, and I'm here to reason with you!" Yu Heshun repeated his old tricks and shouted loudly, attracting everyone to watch.

Ding Youming was not afraid of him, and his voice was louder than his: "Who hurt you? You were hurt by a donkey. You go to the donkey to reason, and let the donkey serve you for the rest of your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

Yu Heshun blushed and said, "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Who is talking nonsense? Ask everyone, who doesn't know that you were raped by a donkey on the street!"

"I, that's..." Yu Heshun wanted to explain that he had fallen into a trap.

Ding Youming didn't give him a chance to explain at all: "I don't care if you are sincere or hypocritical, anyway, you were beaten by a donkey in the street!"

"I, I am..."

"You're being fucked by a donkey!"

"Don't spit on others!"

"I have proof. You were raped by a donkey!" Ding Youming turned on the projector that Li Banfeng brought specially.

The scene of working as a donkey on the street was projected in front of the medicine store.

Everyone laughed and applauded, but Yu Heshun was so angry that he turned around and left.

In the back hall of the medicine store, Li Banfeng asked Qiu Zhiheng: "He won't ruin the feng shui of the medicine store, right?"

Qiu Zhiheng shook his head and said: "We have not been criticized by others, and the feng shui cannot be damaged. He can no longer stay in Yaowanggou."

Outside the medicine store, laughter came one after another.

Li Banfeng didn't smile.

Something is wrong.

Bereavement is indeed difficult to deal with, Li Banfeng admitted.

Qiu Zhiheng does have means, and Li Banfeng also admits this.

Shopkeeper Feng and Yu Nan didn't want to get into trouble, so they hid out, which was reasonable.

But why did the coachman hide?

The coachman is an expert in traveling cultivation. If he is just a mourning monk, and if he has such strength, the coachman must have a way to deal with it.

It may not be that simple.

Two days later, Yujia Clothing Store opened.

Yu Nan was very happy to see Li Banfeng and invited Li Banfeng to drink at Buhang.

After two drinks, Li Banfeng asked about hiding from the disaster, and Yu Nan replied: "Shopkeeper Feng told me that something was going to happen in Yaowanggou and asked me to go out and hide for two days, and then I went to Xindi."

The news still comes from Shopkeeper Feng.

A few days later, shopkeeper Feng also came back.

When he learned that Li Banfeng was back, Shopkeeper Feng was surprised and happy: "Boss Li, it's been a long time. I've been waiting for you for how many days. Let's settle the money for the elixir first."

Li Banfeng sold all the elixirs he had consigned to Shopkeeper Feng.

Shopkeeper Feng is very disciplined in doing business. He settles accounts clearly and according to the agreement without any ambiguity.

Li Banfeng waved his hand and said, "I'm not in a hurry for the elixir money. Let's talk about this disaster escape first. Where did you hear the news?"

Shopkeeper Feng took a sip of tea and said, "I heard it from a friend."

He didn't want to talk about it, and Li Banfeng never pressed him about things that shopkeeper Feng didn't want to talk about.

"I came to you because I want to ask you about someone, your brother, Feng Chongli."

Shopkeeper Feng frowned slightly and said in silence for a long time: "Can I ask, what do you want to see him for?"

"Business matters."

Shopkeeper Feng sighed and said, "I really don't want to mention him. Although we are brothers, we are not from the same family.

But he and I have an agreement that we have to take care of each other in business matters. Since you asked, I have to tell you.

A few days ago, he went to Loess Bridge and came to Yaowanggou from Loess Bridge. He came to me and said that there was a funeral in Yaowanggou and asked me to go out and hide.

Mourning monks are the nemesis of businessmen. I told Boss Qiu and Shopkeeper Yu the news, and I also hid in my hometown in the countryside. I heard that the mourning monks had left in the past two days, so I dared to come back.

If you want to do business with my brother, as far as I know he went to Huangtu Bridge again. If you go there and have a look, he should not have left yet. "

Huangtuqiao is a town sandwiched between Lushui City and Heishipo.

Li Banfeng has passed by Huangtu Bridge several times by train, but he has never been there.

The next day, Qiu Zhiheng helped Li Banfeng set up a road guide and sent Li Banfeng to the station.

When they arrived at the station square, the two people had just gotten off the rickshaw when they suddenly heard someone arguing. Following the sound, they looked around and saw a group of people making things difficult for a rickshaw driver.

A young man in his twenties said: "It's only a few steps to Yuanzheng Street, and you only need eight yuan. Are you crazy because of your poverty?"

The driver looked confused and said, "Isn't this the same price?"

From the station to Paifang Street, it costs eight yuan, which is the going rate.

Yuanzheng Street is a little farther than Paifang Street, and it costs eight yuan, which is really not much.

But this group of people refused to give up. An old lady said: "What is the price? You met the old man and asked for a high price. With your behavior, you deserve to be poor for generations. I will give you seven yuan. Can you leave?"

The driver was also frightened, nodded and said: "Then let's go."

The old lady greeted: "Get in the car!"

More than a dozen people walked towards the car, but the driver was frightened: "Everyone, my car can only accommodate two people. What are you doing?"

The old lady snorted and said, "Who said it can only seat two people? Can't we just squeeze in?"

The driver stopped everyone and said, "No, you have damaged my car!"

"What's the matter, you won't let us take the bus after you pay? Are you bullying us outsiders? Is this the custom in Yaowanggou? Is this place okay?"

The crowd pushed and pushed, and the driver pulled the cart and ran away.

Li Banfeng took a rough look at the number and found that there were fifteen people besieging the coachman.

Qiu Zhiheng was also shocked. He said to Li Banfeng: "Brother, leave quickly! Don't get into bad luck."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "I can't leave just yet. I have to see an old friend."

Qiu Zhiheng was startled: "I also want to find an old friend. Are we looking for the same person?"

The two of them were really looking for the same person.

Qiu Zhiheng took Li Banfeng to Baixiang Village and walked more than seventy miles southeast from the village to a barren mountain.

Deep in the barren mountains, after passing two mass graves, I saw a small courtyard in the distance.

Entering the courtyard, the smell of alcohol hit my face. Mr. Yao was lying on a deck chair, holding a wine bottle, and was singing:

"This letter came by chance. God helped Huang Zhong succeed in his work. He stood at the gate of the camp and announced the camp number, and the young men and women listened..."

"Dingjun Mountain"!

Not to mention, Mr. Yao has a serious look and sings really well.

Seeing Li Banfeng, Mr. Yao stood up from the recliner, grabbed Li Banfeng's hand, and said with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Li Banfeng replied politely: "I came here specially to visit your old man."

"Is business okay?"

"Thanks for dragging you to old age, business is pretty good."

"Why didn't you bring your wife and children with you?"

"What about me..." Li Banfeng didn't know what to say.

Mr. Yao frowned and said, "Xiao Qiu, I'm not telling you. Look at your beard, and you don't even want to take good care of it."

Li Banfeng looked at Qiu Zhiheng, looking a little embarrassed.

Mr. Yao looked at Qiu Zhiheng, rubbed his forehead and said, "I drank a few more glasses, and I made a mistake. That's Xiao Qiu!"

He turned to look at Li Banfeng and said, "Why are you here with Xiao Qiu?"

"Brother Qiu and I have known each other before."

"I know you guys know each other, girl, but I have to remind you that Xiao Qiu is a family man and is not suitable for you.

Haven't you always liked Li Qi? In fact, that Li Qi is not a good person either! "

"Li Qi's stuff is pretty good," Li Banfeng looked at Yao Lao and said, "How much did you drink?"

"Not much!" Mr. Yao stretched out two fingers, "Eight and a half catties, and there is still half a catty in the pot."

Qiu Zhiheng said: "Mr. Yao, we came to you to tell you that there is a funeral in Yaowanggou."

"I've heard about this!" Mr. Yao said with a nonchalant expression, "Isn't he just a funeral monk? You can't deal with it yet, why do you need to come to me for this matter?"

Qiu Zhiheng shook his head and said: "It's not just one mourning monk, there are fifteen of them in total."

"Fifteen?" Yao Lao was startled and sobered up.

"How could there be fifteen people here?" Mr. Yao muttered to himself, "How many people are there in his sect? How could there be fifteen people here?"

After a moment of silence, Mr. Yao raised his head and said, "Which of you has been to Huangtu Bridge recently?"

Li Banfeng shook his head repeatedly, he had never been there.

Qiu Zhiheng said: "I went there once at the beginning of the year."

"How's the situation there?"

"It's not very good. It's very depressed. There aren't many people around anymore."

Mr. Yao blinked and said, "I remember that place produces coal and iron ore. It shouldn't be like this."

Qiu Zhiheng said: "Doing business there is too troublesome. All the businessmen have gone to Heishipo, and ordinary people have also moved away."

Mr. Yao put down the wine bottle and said with a stunned expression: "Then Sangmenxing is thinking about me?"

PS: Something big is going to happen in Yaowanggou.