Chapter 1209: The Unfortunate Person

Jiang Wang had nothing to prepare. He went to the stable to get Yan Zhao. He wore a long sword and a green shirt, and then he left the house and headed for the Yi Gate.

Of course, he would not gallop in the downtown. Yan Zhao was very smart, walked steadily, and knew how to avoid pedestrians.

Just then, an old man came tremblingly in front of him.

Yan Zhao snorted, turned his hoof, and moved aside.

Jiang Wang saw clearly that the old man also turned.

Then——

"Ah~ah!"

Just before Yan Zhao's hoof, he lay down slowly.

He shouted weakly: "Someone has been hit to death."

Judging from his breath, this is an ordinary person. He was wearing coarse linen clothes and had two patches on his body. He was washed clean.

Jiang Wang had a black line on his forehead. He pulled the reins and drove the horse to the side, fearing that Yan Zhao would accidentally step on him to death.

"You can't leave!" the old man shouted again.

He yelled, "Everyone, come and see. You just maimed someone and didn't care!"

"I say." Jiang Wang looked down at him from his horseback, took out Qingpai, and shook it in front of him: "Shouldn't you be more careful about who you are blackmailing? I'm curious, how did you live to this age with your professional ability?"

The old man stood up, squinted his eyes and looked for a while, as if to distinguish the truth from the false.

Then he lay down again...

Yelling loudly: "Everyone, come and see, Qingpai hit someone to death while riding a horse!"

Jiang Wang:...

You really want money but not life!

Qingpai hitting someone to death is indeed a topic of discussion.

The crowd that was originally gathering slowly suddenly accelerated, and the crowd rushed over all of a sudden.

The sound of pointing and talking was endless.

If I leave now, I really can't explain it.

Jiang Wang sighed: "If you don't get up, I'll let the inspection office handle this matter."

"Want to scare me?" The old man glared at him: "I warn you. I had a brain injury when I was young, and I can't stand being scared. If I get scared by you..."

"I think you also have a brain injury, and you were beaten when you were young?" Jiang Wang said faintly.

"You are threatening me again, aren't you?" The old man shouted to all directions: "Look, all the elders and villagers of Linzi, Qingpai is riding a horse and hitting an eighty-year-old man like me under the feet of the emperor, and he is threatening me that he will beat me!"

The onlookers also glared at him. There were also a few young men who were eager to help the weak and rolled up their sleeves.

Jiang Wang was helpless.

"Okay, okay." He took out a bunch of knife money directly: "Hurry up and get up and take the money."

"Wouldn't it be better if you did this earlier!" The old man got up quickly, grabbed the knife money in Jiang Wang's hand, and counted it happily.

Seeing this scene, everyone knew that the old man was blackmailing people.

"Tsk!"

The righteous crowd dispersed.

Jiang Wang ignored him and turned his horse to leave.

As for the old man who blackmailed people on the street, the inspection office will teach him how to change his ways afterwards. If he doesn't make ten times the money, he will have hung up the fourth-rank green card in vain!

"Hey, young man, wait a minute." The old man crossed his arm and stopped in front of the horse: "Meeting is fate, why don't we do another business."

There is a sense of asking for more.

Jiang Wang looked at him: "Oh?"

The old man looked gaunt. If he hadn't just rolled on the ground and had money in his hand, he would have looked like a fairy at first glance.

"Why, you don't really think I was blackmailing you just now? I'm so old, do I have to do such a thing to cut off my descendants?"

Jiang Wang didn't know how to respond for a moment. This old man was too cruel to him!

The old man stuffed the money into his pocket and said, "I was frightened by you just now and fell down. Shouldn't you be responsible? This little money is already a bargain for you!"

Jiang Wang was so angry that he laughed: "Didn't you just say that I was knocked down by the horse?"

The old man waved his hand: "That's almost it, it's the same meaning! Anyway, you made me fall down!"

"You know how you fell down."

"Okay! Now you are still talking back!" The old man said confidently: "If you didn't hurt me, why did you pay me money?"

"Old man, don't make bad words. There may be retribution." Jiang Wang pulled the reins and let Yan Zhao go around: "I have something else to do, let's go!"

The old man took a step back and somehow stopped in front of the horse again.

Puffing his beard, he said: "You still don't believe me. I have a decent job, okay? I am a decent person!"

Jiang Wang's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't even notice how the old man stopped Yan Zhao just now.

Yan Zhao, who used to be unruly, seemed to have sensed something and was very docile now.

"Old man." Jiang Wang looked at him seriously: "So that you know, my tolerance for ordinary people and extraordinary monks is different. Because some anger is unbearable for ordinary people, I will restrain myself. Now, let me ask you, are you sure you want to continue to pester me here?"

No matter who this old man is, no matter how hidden he is.

This is Linzi!

Whether you are a dragon or a tiger, you have to kneel down, and you have to kneel down well!

"Oh, you are so young, don't be so serious, it's easy to get wrinkles." The old man came closer and stretched out his hand to smooth Yan Zhao's fiery red mane, and Yan Zhao actually let him touch it obediently.

He looked up at Jiang Wang with a smile: "How about this, I will meet you? I delayed you for a little time, just to make up for it."

"Meeting?" Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows: "Is this what you call a serious career?"

The old man was not annoyed and said with a smile: "It's better than a brothel turtle, right?"

Jiang Wang didn't know what to say for a moment.

There is something in this old man's words.

"I accept a primeval stone." The old man stretched out a skinny finger and said.

Jiang Wang just pulled the reins: "No need!"

"Hey!" The old man stopped him again and took the initiative to lower the price: "A ten-thousand-yuan stone. Is that okay?"

Jiang Wang asked: "Do fortune tellers also test people who are not destined to be destined?"

"You're not expecting it, how do you know it's not destined?" The old man said in vain: "Maybe there is a destiny, but you don't know it!"

Jiang Wang looked at him: "Your appearance reminds me of an acquaintance."

The old man smiled: "Everyone who looks like me in the world will learn from me!"

At this moment, he was actually quite scornful.

Jiang Wang shook his head: "I don't think that person can agree. If he hears this, he will scold you directly."

The old man always cared about his business: "Ten Dao Yuan Stones, no more!"

Jiang Wang shook his head: "I'm not bargaining with you, old man. Look, there are so many people on this street, they may be your business, but I am definitely not. Don't waste time on me. What is my fate? Others It doesn’t matter. I don’t need anyone to tell me what I want to do.”

The old man sighed: "Young man, I was once like you, in my prime and in my prime, believing that I could face everything. But now, with my body and soul thin and my wrinkles deep, I understand that time is also destiny, and destiny is irreversible. . There is nothing special about being young. Have you ever been young?”

Jiang Wangdao: "There is nothing special about being old. I will get old eventually, but you can't stay young anymore. Don't rely on your old age to show off your old age. Each generation has its own way of living. This is especially true for me."

The old man spread his hand, stretched out his deeply wrinkled hand in front of Jiang Wang: "Then give me another dollar."

Jiang Wang decisively took out a knife and put it in his hand.

This time the old man was a little surprised and looked up at him: "Don't you refuse to count?"

Jiang Wang smiled: "If it's just a dollar, then it doesn't hurt to listen."