Infinite script kill

Chapter 358

However, ironically, after the women holding the bloody steamed buns left, Xu Tong discovered that the executioners still had a weak Yin virtue.

Although the yin virtue is very weak, part of the yin virtue has indeed integrated into their bodies.

"interesting!"

Seeing this, Xu Tong probably understood the entire process of the executioners' practice.

When the head falls to the ground, all grievances and grievances are eliminated, this is their practice.

In addition to the silver taels distributed by the government, human blood steamed buns are also a way for them to earn money.

Not just to make money, but also to have a weak yin virtue.

In his opinion, the blood steamed buns are like Buddhist monks in temples. Although they are fooling the world, their original essence is to bring spiritual comfort to those desperate family members.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong suddenly had a very strange idea in his heart.

Since you can use the name of gods, why can't I?
Don't forget, I am an orthodox paper maker, and I also shoulder the identity of the head teacher. In terms of authenticity, I am much better than you executioners.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong frowned slightly, and planned to make a good plan after going back today. If this plan is feasible, he may have found the password to unlock wealth...

After bidding farewell to Gao Zhuo, Xu Tong took Wang Zheng to find the address of Wu Guodong, the champion of martial arts.

Surprisingly, the place where Wu Guodong lived was so shabby that it was outrageous.

Even the houses of ordinary people in the capital seem much better than this thatched hut.

All kinds of wood and processed tables and chairs are piled up in the yard.

This made Wang Zheng on the side suddenly have a very bad premonition.

"You two, are you playing furniture?"

A middle-aged man came out of the room, saw Xu Tong and Wang Zheng standing at the door, walked up to ask with a smile.

"Wu Guodong?"

He glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, with dark skin and dry and cracked wrinkles on his face, especially his hands, which were covered with calluses and long and thin wounds. What worried him even more was that this The middle-aged man is a lame man.

"Yes, I'm Wu Guodong, you can call me Carpenter Wu, master."

When Wu Guodong saw the clothes on Xu Tong's body, he knew that this was not a master who was short of money, so he spoke more politely.

"You are Wu Guodong!!"

Wang Zheng looked at him with wide eyes, as if he wanted to eat people.

Before coming here, he had imagined many figures of Wu Guodong, either tall and powerful, or quiet and handsome, or rough and unrestrained, etc. style.

But it was obvious that Wu Guodong in front of him was completely different from the champion Wu he had imagined.

Undeterred, he asked: "You are Wu Zhuangyuan, Wu Guodong!"

"what!!"

Hearing the word Wu Zhuangyuan, the smile on Wu Guodong's face gradually faded, he glanced at Wang Zheng warily, and vetoed in a cold voice: "Sorry, you misidentified the person, there is no Wu Zhuangyuan here, only a lame carpenter."

He walked towards the room without looking back.

"Wait!"

Xu Tong hurriedly called out to him: "It doesn't matter if you are the champion of martial arts, but do you know Bai Yulan?"

Wu Guodong had already stepped into the gate, and suddenly paused.

Seeing his slightly trembling body, Xu Tong knew something was going on in his heart, and continued, "Bai Yulan asked me to bring you a message."

Wu Guodong stood motionless at the door, but his head was slightly turned back, and his ears were pricked up to listen.

"she says……"

Xu Tong deliberately lowered his voice, causing Wu Guodong to listen unconsciously, but he still didn't hear it, so he turned his head and glared at Xu Tong, saying, "What did she say!"

"In this life, there is no fate, and in the next life, I will still wait for you in the old place."

After finishing speaking, Xu Tong took out Grandma's jade bracelet and thought to himself: "Father, don't blame me for prying your corner, after all, who can say for sure what will happen in the next life."

"old place!!"

Wu Guodong looked at the jade bracelet, his eyes gradually became empty, and he wanted to reach out his hand in a daze.

"Hey!"

At this time Xu Tong put the jade bracelet away: "You can't give things for nothing, you have to do us a favor."

When Wu Guodong heard this, his eyes became cold again, and he said with a sneer, "You just take something and frame me? Why should I trust you?"

Xu Tong smiled: "Because my name is Ma Hongwen."

Hearing Ma Hongwen's words, Wu Guodong's eyes widened immediately: "You are Ma Qi's son!!"

Xu Tong hurriedly took a step back, and said with a timid look: "Yes, Ma Qi is my father, and Bai Yulan is my mother. Can I use my mother to lie to you?"

Wu Guodong's breathing gradually calmed down, and he glanced at the jade bracelet on Xu Tong's hand: "Say, what are the conditions."

Xu Tong pushed Wang Zheng who was still stunned aside: "Tell him how to fight."

"Teach boxing?"

Wu Guodong glanced up and down at Wang Zheng, his slender eyelids narrowed into a slit.

"Yes, Jiaoquan. In addition to this jade bracelet, you don't need to worry about this guy's food, drink and accommodation during his stay here. He will give you another tribute every month, which can be regarded as compensation for delaying your work."

Xu Tong blocked Wu Guodong's reasons for refusing from multiple angles as much as possible.

It's just that Wang Zheng was still very uncomfortable. The Wu Guodong in front of him was really far from the Wu Guodong he imagined. Wang Zheng even wondered whether this guy Xu Tong made a fake to fool himself.

Wang Zheng examined Wu Guodong, and Wu Guodong also examined Wang Zheng.

I have to say that Wang Zheng's identity is not mentioned, but his appearance does fit the image of a warrior. If Wang Zheng and Gao Zhuo glance at each other, they are skinny and look like they are about to fall when the wind blows. I guess Wu Guodong At this time, he had already slapped his ass and left.

"Have you practiced?"

"Practice since childhood."

Wu Guodong nodded, and glanced at the jade bracelet again, his eyes seemed to be still entangled.

Xu Tong saw that Wu Guodong seemed to be entangled in something, so he said while the iron was hot: "You can't bring all your abilities into the coffin, you have to leave something when you are alive, even if you don't want to leave a name for the history, you can give it to future generations." One chance is not."

"Humph!"

Wu Guodong snorted coldly, and raised three fingers: "Okay, if you agree to the three conditions, I will teach him boxing."

"Except for my mother to come to see you, everything else is fine."

After all, March, a cheap old man, is not mean to him, and he can't do things like poaching the old man's corner.

Besides, before entering the script, I also took a divination, family divination, combined with my current background, that is to say, if I want to make a living here, I still have to rely on my family background.

If you make your family uneasy, it will not do you any good.

Wu Guodong was blocked first by Xu Tong, and his expression was unavoidably ugly.

"However, if there is a chance, I can arrange for you to visit my mother from afar."

Xu Tonghua changed her voice and offered a compromise plan.

"Hey!"

Wu Guodong's expression became much sadder, but he still agreed: "Forget it, it's not difficult to teach him boxing. I'll write you a prescription, and you'll prepare it for me. There should be no less wine and meat for three meals a day. After it's done, I'll give it to you." I have 600 taels of silver."

Xu Tong stared at the expression on Wu Guodong's face, and seeing that there seemed to be some inexplicable meaning in his eyes, Xu Tong couldn't help becoming alert.

But he still agreed, after all, these are not problems.

"Can you really teach me boxing?"

Wang Zheng was still a little dubious, so he raised his hand and aimed at the wooden stake next to him, and the wooden stake with the thick mouth of a bowl was immediately sent flying by Wang Zheng.

The wooden stake is half a meter deep in the ground, even a cow may not be able to pull the wooden stake out, with such strength, most people would be shocked when they saw it.

Seeing this, Wu Guodong just frowned and said, "I'll bury the stake later."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Xu Tong, turned around and went into the room.

"You can practice boxing here with peace of mind, don't judge people by their appearance."

Seeing Wu Guodong's expression, he obviously didn't take Wang Zheng's slap seriously, which made Xu Tong feel relieved a lot. He patted Wang Zheng's shoulder and signaled him to stay here. At night he will let people Bring everything you need.

Wang Zheng nodded, and before sending Xu Tong away, he reminded him to bring him more sauced beef.

After Xu Tong walked away, he looked back at the dilapidated house in Wu Guodong: "Auspicious, let your children and grandchildren pay attention, this old guy is probably not as honest as we think."

He thought of Wu Guodong's complicated eyes, and he was still a little uneasy about this Wu champion.

Ji Xiang responded, then flew out, and turned back after a while.

I don't know when there are many voles around the house. If there is any trouble, they will definitely report to him as soon as possible.

Solving the needs of Wang Zheng, a martial idiot, Xu Tong did not go home directly, but came to the vicinity of Gaojia Hutong in the capital.

There is an inconspicuous small alley at the foot of the capital city wall.

There are slums under the high city walls, and patches of gray houses stand here.

Not far away are scattered dark and dilapidated "chicken feather houses". Most of these simple houses are opened by hotel owners, and most of the people who enter and leave them are beggars or poor people who have nowhere to live.

What is a chicken feather house?
To put it bluntly, it is a room full of chicken feathers. A thick layer of chicken feathers covers the floor. At night, when you cover your body with these thick chicken feathers, it is considered a bedding.

This kind of chicken feather house only costs one penny a night, no matter men, women, old or weak.

A poet once wrote a poem on this topic, and the name is Jimaofang.

"The wind is like a tiger in the ice and snow, and there is no shelter for the naked and weeping. At dusk, Wanyu begs for three dollars, and buys a sleep in a chicken feather house."

Today's weather is getting colder and colder.

Places like chicken feather houses are also in short supply. Xu Tong even saw some naked men, so he walked in naked like that.

They sold all the cotton-padded clothes they wore for the winter. After getting money and food, they went to the chicken feather house to spend the winter in the winter, and came out to work when the winter was over and the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming.

It seems absurd, but it happens here every day.

Even so, a large number of people still freeze to death on the streets every year, and once a fire breaks out in a place like a chicken feather house, the consequences will be even more disastrous.

This kind of thing has happened before. It is said that once there was a big fire, the people inside had no time to escape. The chicken feathers were ignited too quickly, and only a little spark was needed to instantly turn the whole house into a furnace.

But so what, for these people, living is the most important thing.

"Headmaster, what are you doing here?"

Da Ya squatted at the entrance of the hall, and saw Xu Tong standing there motionless, wrapped in a padded coat with gold trim, which seemed out of place in this place.

Hearing Da Ya's question, Xu Tong frowned slightly, licked the corners of his slightly dry lips, and looked at these people who were still struggling in the mud with fiery eyes: "Don't you think, these people are all naked people?" Is it the merit of fruit..."

(End of this chapter)