Legend of the Knight

Chapter 1 I am the bill collector

"Old Zhang, three days and three days, I have given you a few times of grace. They said that the matter is only three, are you playing with me?"

"Master Shi, I really don't have any money, please give me a few more days."

"No money? Don't take medicine if you don't have money!"

"you!"

A crisp female voice said angrily: "It's not you! Why sell medicines that cost 10 yuan to others, but sell them to us for 100 yuan!"

"Oh, no money. Then just be tough."

This is a dilapidated earthen house.

In one corner of the earthen house, there is a wooden plank with stones on it, and a layer of straw on the wooden plank, which can be regarded as a bed, and the four walls of the house are not an adjective here.

A coughing woman was curled up on the bed, and she was covered with a quilt that was so dark that the original color could not be seen.

In the earthen house, apart from a few earthen jars, two baskets, and a machete, there was nothing else. It is not an exaggeration to say that the house is bare.

The sunlight came in through the half-open wooden window, and it happened to shine on a man in black. Standing opposite the man in black was a middle-aged farmer with a wrinkled face and stooped body. Behind him was a hanging man. Little boy with snot.

Now, facing the man in black angrily, was a girl with thin yellow braids and patched clothes.

Although the man in black is called Lord, he is not very old, he is only about thirteen or fourteen years old. His handsome face was originally good-looking, but now he has a rascal look on his face and a pair of eyes. It's even more ruthless and poisonous.

"Ah." The man in black pretended to sigh, and then said with a sneer: "Our Baicaomen is neither a charity shop nor a good profit shop, we are just in business."

Under the girl's angry eyes, the man in black still said slowly: "Since it is a business, there will naturally be times when the price is high and the price is low. This summer, we will not just collect your medicinal materials, and pay more for every ten catties." Have you paid two pennies?"

"Master Shi, the price you Baicaomen charged back then was really too low." The hunched middle-aged man finally couldn't help but speak.

"Old Zhang, what you said is unfair. At the beginning, you wanted to increase the price by killing me, and our Baicaomen gave it to you without hesitation." The man in black changed his voice and said viciously: "Why, change to You're reckless. Could it be that you are addicted to bullying because of our Baicaomen's bullying?"

"Don't dare, Lord Shi, I dare not!" Old Zhang bent his waist so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

"Then give me the money." The man in black said reluctantly.

"Master Shi!" Lao Zhang cried bitterly, and said, "I really have no money."

"Yes. It's back again." The man in black looked around, and suddenly, he walked over quickly, reached out and bent over to remove the straw on the bed, then reached in and touched it, and even picked it out from the gap between the wooden boards. Take out an old copper hairpin.

The copper hairpin was hidden so well that even Lao Zhang didn't know that there was such a thing in his house, so he didn't expect that the man in black would find it easily.

The man in black straightened up, weighed the copper hairpin in his hand a few times, and said, "This is my errand fee for today. Lao Zhang, I will allow you another three days. If you still have no money after three days, you Just sell your sons and daughters yourself."

After finishing speaking, the man in black played with the copper hairpin and walked away.

After the man in black had gone a long way, the people in the room finally dared to cry.

"Father, that stone dog snatched away mother's dowry hairpin."

"Father, you might as well let me die, so that the whole family won't be dragged down."

"Ugh……!"

……

After the man in black left the gate of Lao Zhang's house, he walked around the street a few more times, then patrolled dozens of acres of herbal medicine fields, and then returned to the Baicao Gate.

A group of disciples were squatting on the ground with bowls in their hands, eating around a big basin.

As soon as he saw the man in black coming back, a man in an old sweatshirt and shorts with yellow mud all over his feet raised his head and shouted at him: "Shitou, if you stay for a bit longer, you'll have nothing to eat!" .”

This man whose clothes, appearance and temperament are no different from other peasants is called Gong Guangjie. Speaking of which, he is also the master of the majestic Jianghu sect [Baicaomen].

The man in black walked over lazily. He bent down to pick up the clean empty bowl on the ground, filled himself with a full bowl of white rice, and then squeezed through the crowd and directly picked up the large bowl on the ground and bowled towards himself. Filled with soup.After putting down the big basin, he found a place to squat down, and the man in black buried his head and started to eat.

Seeing the man in black burying his head in eating, Gong Guangjie picked up the chopsticks and tapped it on the head, shouting: "The mother knows how to eat. How much is the old Zhang's debt?"

The man in black didn't stop talking after being knocked with his chopsticks. He moved his chopsticks like the wind and poured a bowl of rice into his stomach with soup and water. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said: "Boss, I'm afraid this old Zhangtou can't force anything. I think he will have to sell his children next time."

"Hmph." Gong Guangjie snorted, and said, "Then wait for him to sell."

Gong Guangjie put the empty bowl and bamboo chopsticks in his hand on the ground, rubbed the soup on his hands and said: "This old man dared to raise my price when I was collecting medicinal materials. If I was not in a hurry to ask him The medicinal materials in my hand, I wanted to chop him to death with a machete at that time. This old thorn, if I don’t fix him up, how will I collect medicinal materials after Baicaomen?!”

"Boss is right." Another doorman who was eating around the big basin echoed, "I was there that time. The price of this old head increased, and more than a dozen other drug farmers wanted to follow suit. The scimitar at his waist was pulled out, and he waved it in his hand, and then he calmed down the situation."

"Cut. You still want to shake things up with that scimitar." A doorman saw someone bragging in front of the boss, and stabbed him mercilessly. He glanced at the boss and said, "It depends on the situation. It still depends on the stone."

Shi Shi is the man in black who just entered the door. He is also the only Baicaomen member who is not dressed like a farmer, but more like a bodyguard or a thug.

Stone, named Huang Xiaoshi, was a beggar before the age of 12.

When Huang Xiaoshi was begging on the street at the age of 12, he met Gong Guangjie, the head of the Baicaomen, and then hugged his thigh relentlessly, crying and shouting at the boss, and finally successfully broke away from the beggar gang and joined the Baicaomen.

When Huang Xiaoshi was 13 years old, Gong Guangjie discovered that he had a talent for practicing martial arts, and even knew a set of strange martial arts skills, so he accepted him as an introductory disciple, and passed on to him the inner strength method passed down by his family for eighteen generations.

From then on, in Baicaomen, Huang Xiaoshi gradually changed from a farmer's part-time thug to a full-time thug and a part-time bill collector.

This Huang Xiaoshi is very scheming, he rarely communicates with others, and he keeps silent about his past experiences. No one knows how he ended up living on the street, let alone where his home is and where he came from. Accent, he doesn't look like a local.

In fact, Huang Xiaoshi himself didn't know about these unimportant details, because when he passed through, his body had already been stripped naked and thrown in a mass grave.

That day, when he woke up, he felt severe pain and injuries all over his body.

Afterwards, he struggled to get up, picked up a sharp stone and blinded a wild dog baring his teeth. After forcing the dogs back, he limped down the hill to the city.

It was also considered his luck. He found a beggar who died curled up in a corner as soon as he entered the city. Then he stripped off the beggar's rags and put them on himself, and took over the property left by the beggar—a dilapidated beggar. Bowl, begging around for a living.

Just when he realized that his body had reached the limit of death and he could not bear it any longer, he found an "acquaintance" on the street.This "acquaintance" is Gong Guangjie.

When Gong Guangjie asked his name, he was silent for a moment.

He didn't know the name of this body; his original name had already died with the death of that body; so he casually replied "Huang Xiaosi", and felt that the name "Xiaosi" was not suitable for him. I like it, so I immediately corrected it and said: "My name is Huang Xiaoshi".

So, from that day on, he was Huang Xiaoshi, a disciple of Baicaomen, a person whose soul left his hometown.

……

It's nightfall, and there is no difference between the work and rest of the Baicaomen and the ordinary Yaonong. They also rest at sunset and work at sunrise. The Baicaomen, including Gong Guangjie, went to bed early.

Different from the large row of bunkhouses full of snoring in the dark, this room is very small, with a table and a bed in it. Although it is extremely simple, it is better than quiet.What's even more rare is that an oil lamp with three wicks was placed extravagantly on the table.

Huang Xiaoshi hated the dark, and his habit of lighting lamps was called "the landlord's house is nothing more than that" by Gong Guangjie, but after repeated admonitions, Gong Guangjie followed him.

Three wicks are three wicks, out of sight, out of mind.

Right now, Huang Xiaoshi is performing exercises with his legs crossed on the bed.

This Baicaomen is said to be a Jianghu sect. In fact, according to Huang Xiaoshi's opinion, it should be accurately defined as: a non-governmental armed pharmaceutical company that organizes semi-commercial operations.

The entire Baicaomen, that is, the master Gong Guangjie, knows an [-]th-rate internal skill.In other words, the only advantage of this mental method compared to those low-level fake moves is that it is an authentic inner strength mental method after all.That's all.

However, just such an [-]th-rate kung fu is no different from a treasure to Huang Xiaoshi.

Since Huang Xiaoshi learned this exercise, he practiced it day and night. When he was 13 years old, his cultivation level surpassed that of the master Gong Guangjie. Not long after he turned 14, this exercise It's done.

The so-called great accomplishment of the technique means that the practice has reached its peak.

This is not to say that Huang Xiaoshi is really a man of genius, his aptitude is beyond the charts, and his aura is so strong that it can be sprayed from the sky.The specific reason is that this technique is too shallow.

If you have to describe it, compare the first-rate martial arts to a university, the second-rate martial arts to a junior college, and the third-rate martial arts to a high school. Using this analogy, this martial art is roughly equivalent to the third grade of elementary school. , barely able to get out of blindness.

Even so, Huang Xiaoshi's various body functions are much stronger than ordinary people through hard work, so he was able to leave production and become a full-time thug for Baicaomen.

The rooster started to crow for the first time, Huang Xiaoshi stopped practicing the exercises at this moment.He sat cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at the three soybean-like flames, lost in thought for a long time.

This is just the first step.

……

Eat, tour, practice.

An ordinary two days passed.

On the third day, Huang Xiaoshi didn't get up until all the doormen had gone to the ground. After eating the breakfast specially reserved for him, Huang Xiaoshi wandered towards Lao Zhang's house.

Before Huang Xiaoshi reached the old Zhang's house, he found that there were many people gathered in front of the old Zhang's house, most of them were the neighbors of the old Zhang's house, and there were a few idlers on the street.

"Get out of the way." Huang Xiaoshi walked to the side of the crowd, his voice was not loud but full of sternness. After hearing his words, the people first looked back, then lowered their heads, and dodged out of the way.

Huang Xiaoshi separated from the crowd and walked into the earthen house, Lao Zhang's family of four were there, and several Lao Zhang's relatives were also in the house.

Old Zhang's complexion was very bad, his face that had become dark under the wind and sun was abnormally pale at this time, and his wife Zhang's face was rosy after recovering from a serious illness, which was also abnormal at this time Pale, Zhang Daya and Zhang Ergou were also pale.

Huang Xiaoshi lowered his head, looked at Lao Zhang for a while, then raised his head and said to his relatives as usual: "Old Zhang is too good at embarrassing me."

When those people in the room heard Huang Xiaoshi's words, the expressions of anger on their faces were indescribable.Huang Xiaoshi looked at those people with a sneer on his face, until his heart felt weak, and he lowered his head again.

Huang Xiaoshi bent down to pick up an earthen jar on the ground, shook it, and heard the sound of copper coins inside, then he turned the earthen jar over, poured out the copper coins inside, spread them out in the palm of his hand, and Weighed it, then let out a long sigh, and said, "It's only 178 characters. Alas, it's still a lot worse."

"Put that money down!" A middle-aged man roared at Huang Xiaoshi, "You bastard!"

Huang Xiaoshi carefully placed the earthen jar on the ground, and then turned his eyes to look at it, his eyes made people feel creepy.

An old man with a short gray beard stretched out his hand to stop the middle-aged man, he cupped his hands at Huang Xiaoshi, and said politely: "Master Shi, you have a lot of adults, please do me a favor.

Because he couldn't repay your Baicaomen's drug debt, last night Lao Zhang first killed his wife and children, and then committed suicide. The blood all over the ground has not yet dried up.

Everyone thought they were pitiful, so they made a move to collect some funeral expenses.

Master Shi, look at this money, it's better not to take it. "

"Oh, that's it." After touching his head, Huang Xiaoshi said in embarrassment: "Then let's do this. Lao Zhang owes 2146 Wen to Baicaomen, so it's okay if you come." After finishing speaking, Huang Xiaoshi stretched out his hand to hold the Pass the copper coin to the old man.

The old man looked at Huang Xiaoshi's outstretched hand, and moved his throat a few times, but in the end he didn't dare to take it over, and he didn't dare to speak again.

"No one picked up?" Huang Xiaoshi said with a half-smile and half-mocking, then he retracted his hand, stuffed the handful of copper coins into his bosom, and said, "Then Lao Zhang has to pay it back by himself."

After finishing speaking, Huang Xiaoshi looked around and said: "I am a good person today, I will not strip off the clothes of the dead, to save them some face, I, Huang Xiaoshi, pay a high price for these bits and pieces. Take it, give me a change. For the more than 1000 Wen that Lao Zhang still owes, I, Baicaomen, will show mercy and do a good deed today, so it can be counted as a share of money for Lao Zhang’s family.”

"Hey." Huang Xiaoshi turned around and said loudly to the people in the courtyard outside the door, "Listen up, everyone. Today, Baicaomen will present a gift to old Zhang's family, 1900 Wen!"

After speaking, Huang Xiaoshi picked up the blood-stained sickle and several earthen jars from the ground, carefully put them in the back basket, then separated the crowd with the back bag on his back, and left in the silence.

　This book is a fan fiction of "The Legend of Heroes", but some new settings have been made on the characters, props, and background. Do not copy this article mechanically from the original game. All the settings of the story are based on this story.

　　
　
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