Chapter 39

The air was silent for a second, and Mu Yunsheng heard mu zhenxue's familiar voice behind him: "shopkeeper, put down the shoulder pole first, yes, it's me..."

"You? What are you peeking at here? " As soon as Mu Yunsheng asked, he thought of Mu zhenxue's entanglement with Yinghong. Mu zhenxue obviously knew that she had come over and didn't answer.

In Mu Yunsheng's mind, Yinghong's face burned red when she turned around and left. She couldn't help teasing mu zhenxue: "fourth uncle, are you really with Yinghong girl

Mu zhenxue stepped back two steps in a hurry and shook his head again and again, but his ears turned red: "no, you can't talk nonsense. The innocence of Yinghong girl matters!"

Mu Yunsheng couldn't help laughing when he looked like this: "I haven't said anything yet, but you're in a hurry. I see she just left, but it seems that she has a heart for you. Fourth uncle, if you have something to say to me, Yinghong is Miss Zhao's servant girl. If she matches my accountant in liuxianlou, it's not a grievance to her. "

Mu zhenxue finally returned to normal and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'll talk about it later. Shopkeeper, I have something else to discuss with you. "

"It's rare for you to come to me on your own initiative. what's the matter? Let's go. " Mu Yunsheng conveniently left the shoulder pole in his hand.

Mu zhenxue said cautiously, "if I want to move out of Mu's house and stay in the backyard of liuxianlou, do I have a place to live?"

At the same time when Mu Zhen said that, a few miles away, on the top of a hill leading to Mu's village, boss Lu was squatting at the bottom of the slope with a group of people.

These gangsters usually eat and drink on the street. They all rely on their swords and sticks. I heard that they have a chance to show their skills today. They are all eager to try and bring their own guys. In this way, a group of gangsters dressed in rags and armed with long knives and short guns are really like mountain bandits. They can confuse the real with the fake.

There are a lot of caravans on this mountain, but because there is no forest to cover them, even mountain bandits disdain to ambush here.

With the six hundred taels of silver given by Mu Yunsheng, boss Lu easily inquired about the whereabouts of old lady Mu and master mu. These two old people are very rich recently because of the money given by Zhao Mian. They run to the tavern in the town every day.

People in the town said that Mrs. Mu would only come back from the town around dusk every day, either carrying wine and meat or getting drunk. This mountain is where they have to go, so boss Lu himself leads people to ambush here, and plans to catch them all when they are drunk.

Sure enough, when the setting sun in the sky is getting red, a figure appears askew at the bottom of the mountain. The little gangster with good eyesight recognized that it was Mr. Mu and Mr. mu. Just about to shout, he was slapped on the head by Mr. Lu: "shut up, it's not done yet. What are you shouting about?"

When Mrs. Mu and Mr. Mu get close, the gangsters behind the slope can see them. Old lady Mu was holding a whole oily roast chicken in her hand and a small jar of liquor under her armpit. Mr. mu, who is a little behind, is not bad either. He has two heavy wine jars in both hands, and his face is full of oil.

"Go faster, the sun is going down. There are so many stones on the way down the mountain that it's hard to walk. I've beaten my wine carefully. It costs five or six taels of silver! " Mrs. Mu hugged the small wine jar under her arm and urged Mr. Mu behind her in a sharp voice.

Master Mu slowly rubbed forward two steps. When he opened his mouth, he was obviously full of wine and food. He said, "I can't fight. I can't eat. I have to walk slowly. What's your hurry, smelly woman?"

Mrs. Mu hasn't answered yet. Boss Lu has rushed out with a gang of thugs with knives, guns and sticks to surround them. When the gangsters see Mrs. Mu and Mr. mu, their eyes are as bright as when they see six hundred taels of silver piled in front of them. Many more people covet the wine and meat in the hands of Mrs. Mu and Mr. mu.

Old lady Mu is used to this road, but where has she seen this battle? At present, there are so many swords, guns and sticks that even master Mu wakes up when he is drunk. Looking at the small number of people standing beside Lu, Mrs. Mu picked up the small wine jar and made an effort to smash it. She also scolded: "where's the bereaved star blocking the way? Get out of here! Don't pee, look at your dog's eyes. Go back where you came from

This is not vicious, but all the gangsters took a breath. The wine jar that Mrs. Mu is carrying is facing boss Lu. She obviously found the wrong person to vent her anger, but she doesn't know it.

Lu Lao Da Dao: "take down all the things in the hands of these two old people, and give them all consolation."

Old lady Mu was very anxious. These three jars of wine and a chicken are all from real silver. It's more painful than killing her to give them to the mountain bandit who doesn't know where to come from: "is there an official in charge in broad daylight! You bastards who kill thousands of swords will be attacked by heaven! I've been punished

In the dispute, the small wine jar in her hand came out, hitting boss Lu on the forehead. Broken porcelain pieces and liquor flow down from Lu's forehead.

Boss Lu originally intended to be merciful for the sake of the two old people. Now he is completely black faced and does not want to leave any affection: "all up, as long as you don't kill me, you will fight me to death!"

The crowd cheered and rushed up, and the storm like fists all fell on the two old men. Boss Lu touched the wine on his face. Then he remembered that this scene should be seen by Mu Yunsheng himself. Maybe he could get more money.Just, I really beat them to death. Mu Yunsheng didn't promise that he would have extra money.

Looking at the time, boss Lu called to stop. There were still vigorous young men in the gangster. They were beating up. They couldn't stop for a while, and they kicked old lady mu in the stomach.

Only for a while, Mrs. Mu's face was covered with blood and mud. She got several feet on her back, and now she's crying on the ground, but she can't get up at all. Master Mu over there has broken his leg and collapsed on the ground. He fainted.

To pass out and escape?

There's no such good thing with butcher Lu.

The little gangster below beat water to cover their faces and sober them up. There was no sound of pain at that time - the sun had set, Mrs. Mu and Mr. Mu were all wet, shivering with cold, and their teeth were locked in a fight. They couldn't say a complete sentence.

Butcher Lu paced left and right for a few steps, and squatted down slowly in front of them: "do you want to fight this way? Then you'll both have to die. "