he walks in the world

Chapter 1

In front of Wutong Town, there is a river flowing down. Although it is not as wide as a big river, there are countless boats passing by. So lively.

If the river goes east, it will go straight to the big river and enter the sea for thousands of miles.

To the west of the river, it leads to the Fushui Great Lakes, and on the other side of the Fushui, it leads to the land of Shu.

The blue waves are monstrous, and there are a few white waves on the top of the green waves, forming beautiful curves.Between the clear water and the waves, there are boats of different sizes floating. There are many canyons in the mountains, and there are layers of stilted floors on both sides.

This is the Wutong Town overlooked from the air.

In Wutong Town, there are endless shops, stalls, restaurants and teahouses, merchants and pedestrians are bustling, large and small shops with high and low flags are hanging in a dazzling array, the shouts are one after another, and the local dialect and mandarin are intertwined.

In a place called Qingshi Lane at the east end of the town, a man with a big knife on his back is leading a white-bearded old man with a medicine box walking quickly. From a distance, you can see a compound at the end of Qingshi Lane. Two stone lions are majestic, on the vermilion gate, and on a plaque under the eaves are three large characters - Yizi Gang!

The man with the sword was a hunchback, and he walked in a hurry in his prime, but the white-bearded old doctor, who had suffered a lot, was almost always dragged forward, making him miserable, panting and complaining: "I said Chen Baichuan, you're done, kid, it's almost here, can you let me go, if this goes on, my old bones are about to fall apart!"

The man named Chen Baichuan looked down at the old doctor who was blushing and almost out of breath, and hurriedly let go of his hand, and said, "Old Mr. Ping, I'm really sorry. Something big is going on, if the leader doesn't show up again, a hundred or ten of us brothers will sleep on the streets. It doesn't matter to us old men, but whoever is not a family member is counting on our leader to feed us. , now apart from you, no one can invite the leader!"

Mr. Ping breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "You... well, I really don't know what to say about you, I have only been away for a few days, and you have caused such a big trouble to the leader of the gang. The leader of the gang is a scholar. What I don't like is fighting and killing, and this time you let him be hunted down by people from the Nanshan Gang, it's normal for him to be angry!"

Chen Baichuan showed shame, and the big man said timidly like a child: "This time the gang leader was hunted down and frightened, it is indeed our negligence, old Mr. Ping, as long as the gang leader is willing to step forward and get through the gang's catastrophe Afterwards, I, Chen Baichuan, can make any kind of apology, even if I want my life, I have nothing to say, I just hope that for the sake of the livelihood of so many brothers, the leader of the gang can quickly come forward and preside over the overall situation."

Old Mr. Ping was no more than five feet tall, standing in front of Chen Baichuan, he could barely reach the position of his chest, but he raised his hand and gave Chen Baichuan a hammer, and said: "Why do you want your life? Longer your memory, remember that your mission is to protect the leader!"

Chen Baichuan nodded hastily: "Mr. Ping, don't worry, I will definitely remember, and I will never make mistakes again in the future."

"Okay!" Old Mr. Ping walked slowly towards the compound, and said, "I also have to go and show the leader the injury myself, I don't worry about other people's medical skills!"

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When Chen Baichuan brought Mr. Ping to the Juyi Gang, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a young man in white plain clothes climbed up the roof from a ladder, stood on a high place, and then jumped down.

Chen Baichuan had quick eyesight, shouted "The leader is in danger", and ran over in a hurry. At the same time, several other men also ran over from all directions. They cooperated very tacitly, and spread out a big net to catch the young man It was caught, and then it was slowly put down.

Chen Baichuan ran over, helped the young man in white up, then knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and said earnestly: "Master, don't do this, the subordinates know that it was my negligence that caused you to be hunted down last time." , don't beg for death like this anymore, so many of us..."

Chen Baichuan was tearful talking and couldn't continue, because the young man in white didn't pay attention at all, he just sighed for a long time, looked up at the sky, waved his long sleeves, and left with his hands behind his back. He muttered something, but others couldn't hear it clearly, but he could faintly hear something like "I can't go back", "I've been around for more than ten years", "It's all gone".

Chen Baichuan, who hadn't finished speaking, looked up at the thin back, shook his head helplessly, stood up, walked to Mr. Ping's side, supported Mr. Ping, and said, "Mr. Ping, that's it, you I also saw that since the leader woke up three days ago, he has been looking for death non-stop. He committed suicide with a knife, jumped into a river, jumped off a building, and hanged himself. He always said something about making a comeback. Staring at him day and night, I don't know what big things will happen."

Mr. Ping stroked his beard and said: "It seems that he was chased and killed by the Nanshan gang a few days ago, and the leader of the gang was too frightened, and he is still unconscious. I will give him a few injections later to stabilize him. "

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When Mr. Ping and Chen Baichuan found the young man in white, the young man was in a pavilion, making tea, holding a book in his hand, and reading it seriously.

"I still know how to read, so it shouldn't be a big problem." Mr. Ping said softly.

Chen Baichuan nodded, Du Ruo, the leader of the Juyi Gang, is a scholar with a reputation as a scholar. He has no other hobbies, but he likes to read. Although he is a gangster, books are more attractive to him than money.

"Help Master."

Old Mr. Ping and Chen Baichuan walked into the pavilion and held hands together.

Du Ruo looked up slightly, then slowly put down the "Strange Records of the Great Qin Dynasty" in his hand. Although this book is a book of strange tales, it has a wide reputation. Even a rough man like Chen Baichuan knows this book. It tells the various histories of the current dynasty for hundreds of years and some legends of the rivers and lakes, which were compiled by the great Confucianists of the Sheji Academy.

Du Ruo was a young man, he looked no more than double ten, his face was pale and thin, and he was well-mannered. He was wearing a moon-white robe. Even in this early summer, he was still wearing thick clothes. His mental state was not very good, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Sit down, I wonder when Mr. Ping will come back?"

When Du Ruo spoke, his voice was flat, without any tone.

Old Mister Ping took it for granted, nodded, and said: "I want to report to the leader, the old man has just arrived in the town, and he heard from Bai Chuan that you were injured, so he came over to see, the leader, is there any discomfort in your body now?"

Du Ruo shook his head slightly, picked up the book again, flipped through it, and said slowly: "Mr. Ping, please worry about me. I'm just a skin trauma, and I've almost recovered. If Mr. Ping is free, go and see some other people in the gang. Brothers, they were seriously injured that day in order to save me."

Old Mr. Ping stared at Du Ruo who was concentrating on reading, frowned, and looked at Chen Baichuan with some doubts. It seems that there is not much problem with the situation of the gang leader?

Chen Baichuan also shook his head blankly.

Old Mr. Ping still felt a little uneasy and said: "Master, let this old man diagnose your pulse for you, and let this old man know."

"Alright."

Du Ruo gently raised her long sleeves and stretched out her hands.

Mr. Ping took his pulse for a while and said: "The pulse condition is calm, and there is no serious problem. Later, the old man will prescribe two sticks of medicine for the leader. The body of the leader is a little weak."

Du Ruo did not refuse, and said, "Then please trouble Mr. Ping."

"It should, it should." Mr. Ping said with a smile.

"Help Master..."

At this time, Chen Baichuan hesitated to speak.

"Baichuan, you don't need to say more." Du Ruo interrupted Chen Baichuan with a wave of his hand.

Chen Baichuan looked anxiously at Du Ruo, and then at Mr. Ping, motioning for Mr. Ping to persuade him.

Mr. Ping sighed, and said: "Guard master, I know that it was difficult for others to let you be the gang leader, and this time you put you in a dangerous situation. You must have resentment in your heart. Brother, plus other odd jobs and more than a thousand people with their families are counting on you to give us a meal..."

"Old Mr. Ping," Du Ruo said, "you don't need to say any more. Since I, Du Ruo, agreed to be the leader of the gang, that is to say, I have made plans to take on the future of so many brothers. I have already prepared for today. It's just a big scar, a man of seven feet, can he still be afraid?"

Mr. Ping and Chen Baichuan both looked suspicious, and said in surprise: "Guard master, you..."

An inscrutable smile appeared on Du Ruo's face, he put down the book, stood up slowly, walked to the side of the pavilion, looked at the peach blossoms by the pond with his hands behind his back, and said slightly: "Bai Chuan, call all brothers, bring the guy who is ready to eat, Sun When the mountain falls, come and gather in the gang!"

The breeze comes, the white robe blows,
It seems that the pool of spring water splashes ripples.

Chen Baichuan asked doubtfully, "Master, do you want to..."

However, before Chen Baichuan could finish his question, he was stopped by Mr. Ping. The old man's eyes flashed a gleam, he stood up, and said: "The leader is farsighted, and I admire you. Don't worry, the leader. I will personally supervise Baichuan, and I will definitely not Leak the news."

Chen Baichuan was still puzzled.But he still followed Mr. Ping and left. As soon as he walked outside the small courtyard, he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ping, what kind of riddle are you playing with the leader? I really don't understand it!"

Mr. Ping showed a smile on his face, and said: "So, you can't be a leader, ah, a scholar like a leader is different, as expected, one step counts as a thousand steps, even if you are hunted down, you can make an article, a scholar, as expected have to!"

Chen Baichuan touched the knife on his back, and said: "I'm a big bastard, as long as I carry the knife, I'll chop wherever the leader says. We have gathered so many brothers, who couldn't be happier at the time? If it weren't for the boss to give us this bowl of rice to eat, how could our children and wives be hot on the kang today!"

Mr. Ping stroked his beard and said: "Prepare well, be careful, don't leak the news, tell the brothers to get ready, and all the big bosses will come to the gang. This time, the gang leader wants to be a big one." !"

　Thank you for your support all the time. The second book has finally been uploaded after several twists and turns. It is not easy. I hope you will support me as always, and come to the group to brag with me if you have nothing to do.

　　A new arena, a different story!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)