Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 73
There are indeed not many people in the world who can live to Ershun's age, especially this kind of low-level people, which naturally attracts many people to secretly listen and want to know what tricks this person has.

As a fledgling grandson, his grandson is very interested in things in the world, so he naturally looks curious.

"Grandpa, could it be that you are very skilled in martial arts and are often able to protect yourself at critical times?"

The old man smiled triumphantly: "Your grandfather and I have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, even if we practice some unrefined kung fu, at this age, we have accumulated a little bit of kung fu, so we can't be considered mediocre."

Others nodded secretly after sizing it up. If a person walks the rivers and lakes at the age of 20 and lives to the age of 60 by licking blood from the knife head, it is impossible for them to be fooling around in the past 40 years.

And most of this time is during the war between Song and Yuan, where is the world not chaotic?How can I survive to this day without knowing what to do.

Therefore, many people have some admiration for this old man, and secretly gradually put away their contempt for this man who used to be a thief.

"Grandpa can live to this day, martial arts is one aspect, the most important thing is the experience of the world!"

"Jianghu experience?" Sun Tzu was even more curious.

"Hey, the most important thing in walking the rivers and lakes is to be able to judge the situation. Knowing who can provoke and who must hide when encountering things is the way to protect yourself wisely."

As he spoke, the old man glanced around, moved his head closer to his grandson, and pointed his chopsticks quietly.

"Walking in the rivers and lakes, there are four types of people that you must not easily provoke!"

Not only his grandson, but other quacks also pricked up their ears involuntarily.

"You have to remember, these four types of people are monks, beggars, women, and children!"

The grandson looked around suspiciously, and muttered silently: "Monk, beggar, girl, boy? Why?"

"Monks are not only monks, but also Taoist priests who travel alone. Why can't they be messed with?
You must know that there are two schools of martial arts in the world, Buddhism and Taoism. When you meet such a person, they seem to be unattractive, and they are often from the Quanzhen and Shaolin schools!

Although Quanzhen is in decline now, there are many masters who have spread all over the place.Not to mention that there may be evil masters hidden in it. "

The grandson knew it immediately, and clapped his hands and said: "I know this! In the previous generation of martial arts, there was a legend about the fairy Li Mochou who practiced red. It's better to provoke!"

There happened to be seven or eight monks and priests who came here for alms and rest in the middle of the restaurant, all carrying swords or handy shovels.

They complained that the tables and chairs were arranged too closely and the space was too narrow, so they moved the tables and seats and sat on the tables in front of and behind Fan Zhuoyuan respectively.

Just hearing the words of the grandfather and grandson, the monks and Taoists immediately puffed up their chests, feeling very happy.

Many observers also felt that it was reasonable. Looking at these monks and Taoists, they originally hated them stretching out their hands like beggars for alms, but now they felt a little jealous and pulled away slightly.

The old man poured another glass of yellow rice wine and drank it down. When the breeze blew, he shook his head and continued talking with the strength of his drunkenness.

"The other one is those Hanakos that you usually hate and look down on!"

There were a few beggars holding bamboo sticks and placing broken bowls, leaning against the begging monk, begging the monk for porridge, rice and copper coins.

At this time, when they heard the mention of beggars, they all showed big yellow teeth, and looked at this side with a smile.

"Do you know which gang is the biggest gang in the world?"

The grandson blurted out without hesitation: "It's definitely the Beggar Gang!"

"Yes! That's right, it's the Beggars' Gang! Although the Beggars' Gang followed Guo Daxia to fight against the Tartars in Fancheng, the elites in the gang suffered heavy losses.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse, there are more and more beggars in the world, and there are not many refugees who join the beggar gang to seek help.

These Huazi look thin and deceitful, but when they say hello, maybe dozens or even hundreds of gangsters will come over, even if they don't fight you, they will spit around you and sing the lotus flower fall, you can't stand it.

Not to mention, if you offend the elder with the bag, you can't afford to walk around. "

As soon as the words were finished, the beggars who were begging around the monk really came over and sang Lotus Falling around the grandpa and grandson.

Only an old beggar with nine bags on his body was hiding in the shade under the eaves of the restaurant, five steps behind Fan Zhuoyuan's left elbow. Sleeping on the ground with a straw hat on.

"It's a coincidence, it's a wonderful time, I'm here for the uncle to eat. The uncle and the younger brother are kind-hearted, and they stretch out their hands to help. The food is not full, the clothes are not warm, the child is crying, and the wife is shouting. The hard life is so pitiful. I have survived this year and there will be no next year .”

Seeing the beggars harassing the customers, the shopkeeper rushed over to chase them away, but two more beggars surrounded him.

"I beg him, I beg you again, look at the good business of the shopkeeper. If you leave, move, move, the shopkeeper sells good steamed buns.

The steamed buns are soft and the noodles are hard, and the buyer is happy to see them.The steamed rolls are square and placed on the table one by one.Your steamed buns are round and round, and you can sell them for money from all corners of the world..."

The shopkeeper refused to take this set, his eyes widened angrily, and he was about to hit him.

The beggars sang again: "It's hard for people to ask for people. I hope your shopkeeper will help me. If you don't help me, I won't leave. I'll fight for a dead dog!"

Speaking of which, two beggars entered the store, lay down on the ground, rolled around like rogues, the shopkeeper wanted to cry but had no tears.

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, took a few big buns from his waist, and asked the shopkeeper to buy more than a dozen steamed buns.

"Brothers, I know I was wrong. A little gift is not a respect. Please forgive me."

The leader of the beggar laughed, collected the loose money and steamed buns, distributed them to his subordinate beggars, and politely wished him a long life and good health. Then, he ate the steamed buns on his own.

Seeing this scene, all the quacks resting their feet couldn't help laughing out loud.

The grandson was a little dissatisfied, and whispered: "Grandpa, I see that these beggars are very thin. If they go down with fists and kicks, are you afraid that they will continue to harass you?"

The old man said: "You didn't see the old beggar who was sleeping under the tree. If you beat someone today, you might beat him up when you walk on the road another day. There is no need to be angry when you can solve the problem with a small amount of money.

Besides, we can leave in style, and the shopkeeper still has to do business. From now on, these flowers will come every day, every day, how can the business continue. "

The grandson snorted, quickly forgot the unhappiness just now, and continued to ask: "Then grandpa, there is a girl and a boy behind, what do you mean? Can't girls be provoked?"

The old man glared at him, "You can't talk nonsense! You can't provoke any woman. We have to be moral when we walk in the rivers and lakes. When you see a weak woman, do you want to go up and bully her?"

The grandson raised his hand and said, "That's not what I meant!"

The old man chuckled, "The woman mentioned here refers to a woman who walks alone in the rivers and lakes. You see, the rivers and lakes are so dangerous, and now there are many tartars and barbarian dogs in the Jiangnan area.

At this time, if a woman who can walk alone in the rivers and lakes has no skills, how can she protect herself in this troubled world? "

(End of this chapter)