SFS Chapter 464: Beggars’ Stronghold, Knife Lane
Chapter 464: Beggars’ Stronghold, Knife Lane
The small windmill cost only one or two taels, which was a bit expensive, but the thin man did not cheat him. The exquisiteness of the Tianji Dao mechanism and the rarity of the materials can be seen with the naked eye by anyone who knows a little.
The starting price is one or two taels, which is reasonable.
Seeing Li Changxiao took out the money without hesitation.
The thin man began to introduce its function to Li Changxiao. First of all, this small windmill is more of a toy, but it also has a hidden mechanism. A warrior can inject internal force to make it rotate quickly, forming a large airflow.
It can work wonders in the deep forest, surrounded by poisonous gas.
Li Changxiao tried it and the little windmill spun whirringly. The airflow made his hair fly and there was a hint of coolness. He immediately liked the little windmill even more and couldn't wait to get it in his pocket.
"Master, I actually like that sword better than this one."
After leaving Tianji Pavilion, Liu Qier couldn't help but speak after considering for a long time.
"..." Li Changxiao looked at Liu Qier and said bluntly: "It's not for you. I don't plan to accept you as my apprentice."
After saying this, he looked at the small windmill. As he walked, the windmill gradually turned and emitted a beautiful halo. Children aged three or two liked it the most.
Li Changxiao put the windmill into the dream space. If Meijiaoniang was still here, she would not be able to move with such a novel thing. If she could go back to the past, she would probably have to stay with this man and the donkey again. Li Changxiao went to beg the boss to order the windmill first, and then work hard. He would guard the house and earn some hard-earned money, and Meijiaoniang would help people transport goods and also earn some hard-earned money.
It would take at least a month to raise enough money to buy the windmill. Then Li Changxiao rode on Mei Jiao Niang, who was holding the windmill in her mouth, and ran away from the city happily.
It's just that the beautiful lady had died, and Li Changxiao happened to have some silver on him, so he bought the windmill. It wasn't because he missed her. He was not that pretentious. He just wanted to buy it.
Liu Qier chuckled, not caring about the words at all, thinking that it was just the reserve of a master. In the storytellers' stories in the restaurant, there are many plots about passing on skills but not accepting apprentices. Liu Qier didn't care, as long as he could teach him to practice.
As for this master, it doesn’t matter whether I worship him or not, but I have to teach him everything I know. Don’t hide anything. That would be too disrespectful. It would be like having no children... Liu Qier thought so.
On the way, Liu Qier raised his head slightly, sometimes standing on one leg like a golden rooster, sometimes like a tiger coming out of the mountains, or two dragons coming out of the sea... he seemed like a martial arts master.
"What are you looking at?"
When being looked at with curiosity, he stopped what he was doing and asked back in a haughty manner.
At this time, passers-by will leave in a hurry. No one wants to fight with a beggar who has nothing.
There are a total of fifteen beggar strongholds in Qingrao City, some large and some small, and there is one hidden in Xiaodao Lane in the west of the city.
The alley was dark and damp. Although it hadn't rained, the ground was very muddy. Expensive boots would sink deeply into the mud.
There was also a foul stench of feces and urine that made people afraid to approach. Qingrao City was rich, and most of the streets and alleys in the city were paved with stone slabs. The streets in the rich city were paved with bricks in an orderly manner, the road surface was flat and clean, and someone maintained it regularly.
Ordinary streets may have potholes, but are generally flat. Only in this Xiaodao Lane, the stone slabs are nowhere to be found and the silt comes from nowhere.
Thinking carefully, it turned out that the beggars had taken the bricks and sold them. The mud was mixed with feces and urine, which meant that even if you were a god from heaven, you would have to walk with some mud on your body.
The beggars were happy, but the residents suffered. At night, they were disturbed from time to time.
Sometimes they would have sex at night, and beggars would make noises outside the window, whistling or doing other things. Most of those who could afford it saved money and left the alley.
The culprit, the leader of Xiaodao Alley, opened a casino deep in Xiaodao Alley. Although it was called a casino, most of the customers were beggars.
Three or two copper coins were enough to keep him shouting for a whole day. Sometimes when he owed money, people, bread, a place to beg... could all be used to pay off the debt.
Liu Qier had a complicated mentality. Although he wanted to learn skills from the man in white, learn how to cultivate immortality, seek fortune, and ask for longevity, he was also jealous and wanted to see him get stained with dirt.
So, among the fifteen strongholds, he first brought Bai Yi and came to the dirtiest and smelliest Xiaodao Lane.
He was originally a beggar, not afraid of dirt and stench, but what would happen to this god-like person? ... Liu Qier took a sneak peek.
But Li Changxiao walked into Xiaodao Lane as if he was strolling in a garden, but his feet were not stained with mud, which was extremely magical.
When Liu Qier saw this, he became even more convinced that he was a deity. He quickly put away his little thoughts and his already fawning expression became even more fawning.
It was near noon. Occasionally, a few beggars could be seen sitting on the roadside, looking at the two strangers.
The look in his eyes was quite terrifying, making people feel cold on their backs. Ordinary people would never dare to come here.
Liu Xiaodao brought Li Changxiao to a casino deep in the alley. Before they got close, the sounds of betting, shouting, and fighting floated over.
"Liu Qier, you bastard, how dare you come here!"
"Damn it, when will you give me those two steamed buns and three copper coins I owe you?"
In the casino.
A skinny beggar was sitting on a broken wooden chair, one leg bent and upright, the other on the ground, shouting left and right, looking over here viciously.
There are scars on the face and resentment in the eyes.
Chewing on a moldy bread.
"Brother Dao." Liu Qier was stunned by the coaxing and replied with his neck stiff.
"Hey, isn't this Liu Zi? You got beaten up last time, and you still dare to come?"
"Hahaha, that's just your luck."
……
The beggars turned around and saw the person coming, but they all burst into laughter. Liu Qier hid behind Li Changxiao and dared not say a word.
He owed a lot of money in this casino.
Li Changxiao ignored the noise in the venue and glanced at the crowd.
He then locked onto four of them. As he had guessed, the descendants of the three great families in Qingrao City were hiding among the beggars in the city.
Li Changxiao relies mainly on observation, supplemented by dreams. Even if he has never met someone before, he can still discover them immediately.
He just couldn't remember their names, so he walked up to the four people, tapped them gently, and was about to take them away.
Brother Dao, who was standing by, was indeed unwilling to do so. "Hey! They are my servants, what are you doing?"
Brother Dao stood up, took out a small knife from his back, and started playing with it, looking at Li Changxiao with a bad face.
This disturbance.
The beggars immediately cheered and surrounded the venue, enjoying themselves to watch the fun.
"Come on, Brother Dao. Come on, Brother Dao."
The beggars cheered and cheered.
Liu Qier was mixed in the crowd. Logically, he should have cheered for Li Changxiao, but he was so frightened that he remained silent. He even whispered to cheer for Brother Dao.
But also funny. Cowardly, drifting with the flow, yet pretentious. Li Changxiao is a generous person, if there are a few things about Liu Qier that he can admire, look at, or even pity.
He might be able to help him get out of the quagmire.
But so far, Liu Qier is really hard to look at.
"servant?"
Li Changxiao was stunned. He realized that he had underestimated Xiao Zhen's ruthlessness.
The descendants of these three families had never offended her, and it was not enough to demote them to beggars, but they also served as servants for beggars.
A lower level.
"That's right, he's a servant! Not only mine, but everyone's too. Don't you think I'm right?" Brother Dao shouted.
Everyone cheered and responded.
After saying that, Brother Dao rushed over with a knife in hand.
Li Changxiao sighed. In this situation, if he drew his sword, Qingping Sword would turn purple with anger.
Li Changxiao stretched out his hand, and the big tree outside the casino shook, and a thin branch floated into his hand.
Since I'm too lazy to talk nonsense, I'll use a language they can understand.
(It’s almost one million words without me noticing, ヾ(??ヮ??)?”, thank you all for your support!)