Chapter 1984: Surname 0, Family

There are many springs in Jinan, and many people can dig them by digging them.

There are many wells here. In the early autumn, drinking a sip of sweet well water can make you feel refreshed from the internal organs.

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Fang Xing wiped off the water stains from the corner of his mouth, and thanked him.

This is a small home, with only three rooms except for the small kitchen next to it.

In the yard, an old hen dug out a nest in the shade, dozing listlessly.

Life without food is hard!

The child hid behind the woman, looking at Fang Xing with his head poking around, a little thin.

The woman said apologetically, "There has been no fire at home since yesterday, and there is no hot water."

Seeing that Fang Xing's brows were in pain and a little dazed, she couldn't help turning around following his gaze.

Then she saw her son.

"Is it possible for the child to eat enough on weekdays?"

The woman said with a smile: "It's okay, let's let him eat first at home."

Fang Xing continued to ask: "Is there still not enough food?"

The woman looked at the servants behind Fang Xing, and felt that it was not good for a woman to stay with outsiders for a long time, so she said perfunctorily: "Most of the food went to the capital and the side wall, and the price of food here can't come down..."

Fang Xing saw that the child was timid, so he smiled and said, "There will be more of them in the future."

The woman said angrily: "No matter how much grain you have, the price won't drop, so what's the use?"

Fang Xing turned his face sideways, with deep eyes, and said: "It will come down, it will."

"Thank you sister-in-law for the water, goodbye."

The woman watched Fang Xing go out, and said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? The elders of the government office dare not say such a thing! Bah!"

She took a sip in the direction of the door, and when she turned around, she saw that her son was gnawing on a piece of jerky in his hand, and there was a small bundle at the child's feet.

"Where did it come from?"

Amidst the sharp shouts and questions, Fang Xing has already quickened his pace.

Turning around this alley, and going straight on the left for more than a hundred steps, Xin Laoqi stopped outside a house and knocked on the door.

The copper ring slammed heavily on the door, making a dull sound.

"Who is it?"

An impatient voice from within asked.

Xin Lao Qi took a step back, held the handle of the knife and said, "Open the door within ten breaths!"

With a flying knife in his hand, Xiaodao looked around the alley with a smile on his face.

Fang Wu looked at the family's terrain with the eyes of a scout, and whispered: "Master, there should be no ambushes."

Fang Xing stared fixedly at the dappled shadows cast by the sun from a big tree behind him onto the fence, and said lightly, "If there is, kill it."

The footsteps gradually approached, and then someone glanced out through the crack in the door.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Seven breaths!"

Xin Laoqi stared sharply at the eye behind the crack of the door, and the next moment he was going to break in and cut off the head behind the door first.

The eyes disappeared, the door opened, and a man in green looked vigilantly at Xin Laoqi outside the door, and asked, "What's the matter? This place is all neighbors, and none of you can escape if you shout."

Anyone who can wear a sword must have an official position, so the man in Tsing Yi is just threatening, trying to give someone a bad impression.

Xin Laoqi walked in, glanced across the yard, and shouted: "Three people, left!"

The man in Tsing Yi was still stunned, but the knife had already rushed in.

The yard is spacious, and three people rushed out of the two wing rooms on the left, all armed with knives.

Xin Laoqi drew his saber, but instead of facing the enemy, he stared at the main hall.

A man in brocade clothes slowly walked out of the main hall, and with his gestures and gestures, a breath of a child from an aristocratic family rushed towards his face.

The small knife rushed over, raised his right hand, and hit the throat of the man in front of him with a knife, and fell down slumped.

The other two men were stunned, pulled out the long knife with a small knife, and rushed over with a smile.

The long knife blocked, and the opponent in front of the small knife confidently took advantage of the situation to cut down.

In the sparring in the nursing home, even with a wooden knife, his trick has always been tried and tested.

The opponent either abandons the knife, or can only be cut in the wrist by the long knife.

And this is not a wooden knife!

Xiao Dao was still grinning, he let go of his hand, and the long knife fell down.

The man's knife continued to go down uncontrollably, and he was stunned to see that there was an extra fist in front of him.

Boom!

With just one punch, the knife flattened the opponent's face.

With a hook of his foot, the long knife that had just fallen to his knee was obediently picked up.

Hold it, at the moment when the second man swung the knife and slashed at him, the knife yelled, "Kill!"

His dodge turned around, and the long knife swung out with the centrifugal force of the turn.

The man in brocade clothes stood on the steps and watched with warm eyes.

Fang Xing stood in the courtyard, staring at the brocade-clothed man silently.

The head fell to the ground, and then the body fell to the ground.

The man in brocade clothes clasped his fists with a smile and said, "This servant is ignorant, dare to ask the identity of the distinguished guest."

"I will wake up!"

After a while of silence, the man in brocade clothes walked down the steps and said: "I heard that some of Xinghe Bo's subordinates are good at throwing knives, and now I see it, I don't know what Xing Hebo is looking for."

The distance between the two is about two meters, which is a distance that is neither intimate nor distant.

"I know that checking the acres of land will make people jump over the wall, so I have already prepared a backup."

"At that time, I hoped that this second player would never be used, because it meant that you still had scruples and knew the bottom line."

"It wasn't made by my family."

"Yes, but you are standing by and watching, are you ashamed?"

"No! You are the person in charge, and you should be ashamed."

"You are taking risks!"

"You store grain in Le Anzhou, and then use the common people as bait to lure those people to rush to buy the grain. The price of the rice store is raised, and you use the common people as bait. Who should be ashamed?"

The man in brocade clothes is as gentle as ever.

Just like the wooden statues in the temple, nothing can move them.

Fang Xing looked at him and murmured: "You are deeply rooted and powerful..."

The gentleness of the man in brocade finally showed a flaw.

Slightly reserved and...proud!

Fang Xing's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he narrowed his eyes and said: "You failed, you wanted to wait and see the good show of the civil uprising, but Ben Bo let you down, no, it was despair."

Reserved and arrogance gradually dissipated!

"You want to wait to see Ben Bo take people to raid the house, and then you will agitate, go everywhere, from Jinan to the capital, from the capital to Jiaozhi, you will blow an evil wind, and...Ben Bo let you After losing this opportunity, are you humiliating now... or... Yuyu?"

Fang Xing looked at the man in brocade sarcasm, and said: "On the way here, I saw the joy of the people, and saw that they still trust Daming. Are you disappointed?"

"No, we are never disappointed, let alone despair, you... don't have that ability."

The man in brocade clothes nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Our strength is very strong, so powerful that you will feel that you are as small as an ant. Uncle Xinghe, let go, Daming is very big, let go, we can join hands and welcome the arrival of the prosperous age together , the glorious and prosperous age, you will not lose to any dynasty, you will leave your name in history..."

Fang Xing shook his head slightly, "No, I don't care about leaving a name in history. I once said that an epitaph is all that is needed."

The brocade-clothed man's eyes were filled with astonishment, and he asked, "Daming Xing and Uncle?"

"That's right."

The bloody smell gradually permeated, and several men came out from behind, and they stood silently behind the man in brocade clothes.

Xin Laoqi's eyes were sharp, staring at the men like a falcon, and gradually raised his left hand.

Anyone who dares to threaten Fang Xing, no matter who they are, Xin Laoqi will dare to kill them!

Fang Xing raised his head slightly, and said: "We are not people on the same path. The doctrines of the saints will be immortal, while you will rot and groan under the ground. You are smaller than dust, not worth mentioning, and can only be passed down to future generations. cast aside!"

There was a dangerous gleam in the man's eyes, and he continued to smile, "Did you come here today to tell me this?"

Fang Xing nodded, shook his head again, and then waved violently.

Snapped!

The man in brocade clothes covered his face and looked at Fang Xing in disbelief.

"You... no one has ever dared to do this to me, you..."

Fang Xing took out a handkerchief and wiped his right hand, and said calmly, "There are no absolutes in this world, everything has a beginning. Benbo slapped you now, how do you feel?"

Several men behind the man in brocade clothes drew their knives sharply, trying to charge forward.

"retreat!"

The man in brocade clothes waved his hand, then twitched the left side of his cheek, and said, "I will wait and see, I will sit here and watch the wind and clouds surge outside." Immortal World Chapter", Chen Fengxiao's new book "Big Data Cultivation of Immortals", Changyu Dashen's new book "Don't Play Online Games"