v2 Chapter 5： Scourge

On the folding fan in Li Yi's hand, a pair of ink landscape paintings is painted. The paintings are ancient and ancient, with a profound artistic conception, and the upper right corner is inscribed with four words: a river and a mountain.

Today, Li is wearing a scholar's white robe, without any frivolous ornamentation. When he gently shakes the fan, he is smiling, his eyes are calm, his manners are very chic.

It was only shortly after that that his smile disappeared, and his eyes were lowered, and then he was still stunned by a bright cloud on the face of the sun.

There are several fishing boats moored on the river a hundred steps away on the left front. At the moment it is noon. At the time when the fisherman was eating, an old fishing boat was used to make the roof of the tattered bamboo mat. An old man over half a year old, With a young girl in Cardamom, she is cooking fish on the bow of the fire.

The two wore sackcloth shirts, and they also applied many patches. The old man had gray hair, fluffy and sparse, his face was as thin as a mound, his skin was thin and skinny, his eyes were sunken, and his skin was dark and rough. .

Cardamom girl with small nose, small eyes and small face, was extremely thin, and her hair was arbitrarily pulled behind her head, with an unhealthy yellow luster in the sun. She squatted in front of the fire and fanned the fire with a tattered fan. From time to time, he turned his head and blinked, but still with a smile on his face, from time to time he leaned in front of the cabin, and looked at the old man with a sad look, smoking a few words.

This is a poor and old couple. Their lives are simple and boring. Two meals a day have to work hard to fill their stomachs. Many times depend on luck.

Li Yan was looking at the young and old. The reason why he suddenly lowered his face was because a group of soap-dressed men rushed into the small fishing boat with a mighty spirit, and spoke every few words with the young and old with their heads bent and laughing. Shouting, one person kicked one foot on the old man's chest, and dropped his toes on the boat with his four feet facing the sky. One took her hair and, despite the girl's cry, struggled, she dragged her under the boat.

Although Li Yan was far away from them, the practice of practicing Qi Qi on the seventh floor allowed him to easily hear the other party's conversation.

The soap-soaked man rushed into the boat, split his head and covered his face, and asked the old man who bowed his head, "When will the money for this month be paid?"

The old man's voice was old and terrified, and his hands trembled: "Master Wu, our ancestors and grandchildren really have no money. Please ask Master Wu to be graced for another two days ... We have two fish left and both are given to Wu Master, Master Wu ... "

"Who is your mother, who wants your stinky fish with dirty hands!" The man kicked himself on the old man's chest.

"Grandfather!" The Cardamom girl hurried to help, but was caught by a soap-sucker man, and he said, "The old immortal dog thing, knowing that you can't afford the money, your granddaughter is so pretty, even if you send it to the kiln, you can Sell ​​a few bucks! "

When Li Zhi heard the title of "Master Wu", he took a folding fan. The term "adult" was not used much in this era, let alone to call officials. Only people with extremely distinguished status, such as San Gong Jiu Qing, had Qualified as an "adult", a man who can wear soap clothes is not high in his own identity. The old man calls him this, and we can see to what extent he is afraid of soap clothes.

With his toes stepped on the side of the ship, Li Yan and the wild geese swept out of the boat, and immediately arrived on the fishing boat. At this time, the leader of the soap-soaked man was about to fall to the old man lying on his back, stepping on the second foot, and pinching the girl's hair. Man is about to disembark.

Li Yan's face was sinking like water, and his eyes were extremely cold. Whether before or after crossing, he hated the bullying and bullying of the poor elderly.

She stretched her palms and pushed forward, beating the old man with soap-clothes, she screamed and flew out dozens of feet, fell into the haystack without moving, the man with a flick of fingers and a girl's hair was forced to lift She raised her head, her face rose red and purple, her feet rose from the ground, and she could no longer hold the girl.

"Who are you? Even if you are in charge of the Wu family's gossip, how many lives do you have? Still let go ?!"

"You **** irritable people, don't live by yourself!"

Several other men saw the scene and were frightened and furious, yelling at Li Yan, and rushing up with sticks.

"Wu Family?" Li Yan sneered, and the left-handed man swung his sleeves, and all the rushed men flew out. People spit blood in the air, slammed down on the bank of the river, and couldn't get up again. The person who raised his head saw Li Yan's eyes full of panic.

Holding his right hand back, he took the bully girl back and threw it under his feet. Li Yi stepped on his face and stepped on his face with half of his face in the bow of the ship. Li Yan asked coldly: "Qi Wu family?"

"Yes, yes, Qizhou only recognizes one Wu family ... the hero lives!" The man struggled with his limbs.

"Waste!" Li Yan kicked the man with a kick, and he blasted his limbs in midair and fell into the river with a bang.

The girl's face was full of tears, and her bright eyes were full of fear. She couldn't care about wiping the tears, and went to support the old man. The two of them kneeled in front of Li Yan and hoeed to Li: "Thank you, thank you! "

Li Xie quickly lifted the two up. The old man had only a dry skin with almost no flesh, and the old tears crisscrossed. In front of him, Li Xuan saw this face, his heart felt as if he was stunned, uncomfortable. Indescribable, speechless for a moment.

"Engong, let's go! If you mess up with the Wu family, they will definitely retaliate. There are their people everywhere on this dock, and there are a lot of magicians. You won't be able to leave after late!" The old man was anxious Persuade Li Yan.

Li Yan took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and asked the old man in a deep voice: "Is that the only person who collects taxes from you?"

"Well, we paid the tax money long ago. That is another name for the Wu family. The money to be collected is more than the tax money. People on and off the dock have to pay it. They have been forced to destroy their homes in these years. I do n’t know how many. If you ca n’t afford the money, the men will be arrested as slaves, and the women will be sold as prostitutes. We just happen to be seen by the heroes! ”

The old man wiped a tear, and urged Li Li quickly: "Heroes, let's go, you can't control this thing. I heard that this is the case in Qizhou! This is the world, what can we do as small people, and we can only survive!"

"What do you do when I leave?" Li Min glanced at the girl. At this moment, she was still in shock, her thin shoulders kept shaking, she could probably predict her situation, Li Min saw her hand, and she could not eat at a young age. Even if the meal was full, the palms of the hands turned into cocoons, and I didn't know how much hard work he did. He asked the old man, "Where is the Wu family at the dock?"

The old man raised his finger to the pier: "Have the hero seen the tallest building? There is where the Wu family manages the pier. The gates of the government house are not so high ... Well, the hero asked what to do, so let's go!" "

"The reason for the chaos of the world is that these people cannot blame them! They ca n’t live by themselves? Well said, it ’s time for them to pay the price!" Li Ye beckoned, and Liu Zhiyan and others who came over took the old man and the girl to the Long River Gang Boat, he stood up to the ground and swept towards the tall building.

"This ... this ... immortal?" The old man saw Li Ye flying out, kneeling in awe at the back of Li Ye, hoeing his head quickly, and practicing as a strong monk. In the eyes of mortals, not Is that fairy?

After being lifted up by Liu Zhiyan, the old man suddenly asked her: "Is this immortal a hero who is dedicated to fighting for justice and stubbornly helping the weak?"

Liu Zhiyan smiled at the old man: "For some people, the same can be said."

There is a bustling crowd of wharfs on the wharf, and the goods are piled up in mountains. Pedestrians stand shoulder-to-shoulder, well-thought-out businessmen, squads and drinkers, and all kinds of livestock pulling trucks. But most of them are the labor of carrying heavy goods. They are the cornerstone of the wharf Tiles are as common as they are indispensable.

In front of the tallest building, a young coolie in an ordinary short coat was carrying two sacks of heavy goods and walking hard along the street.

The sun tanned his shoulders, he bent down and lowered his head, sweat dripping from his jaw, and connected to the ground in a line. His face was tight, his heavy breathing was like a cow's pant, and every step was heavy Like Taishan, but he didn't stop. He carried 20 times of goods today. He had to carry 40 times to get the family's food.

Suddenly, a rush of horseshoe came and quickly approached. The face of the young coolie turned hard under the big sack, and suddenly climbed into his face in astonishment. A huge invisible attack came with a loud sound. Hissing, when he was too late to dodge, he hit him.

Young coolie and two marijuana bags fell to the ground, his arm broke through the ground, and blood was flowing. He hadn't stood up yet. A middle-aged man coming down from the white horse kicked him in front of his chest. He stumbled to the ground and yelled, "You don't have **** eyes? Will you walk? Low-priced dog stuff, don't go out if you can't walk, and you can't afford to crash the uncle's BMW?"

A middle-aged man in a brocade is very elegant and noble, but when he scolds young coolies, he is just like a vixen. Young Coolie glanced at the other side, his heart was extremely angry, he walked on the street, it was clear that the other side hit him, and even scolded him.

But the young coolie did n’t dare to fight back, he could n’t even return his mouth. He could only lower his eyebrows and straighten out the two sacks and prepare to carry them. He was not timid, he just needed to be patient, he and his family needed to support him, and if he offended When he met the person in front of him, the other side gave a hard hand. He could not care about the five steps of blood splatter, but without his top pillar, the old mother and the younger sister, there was no food.

"Talking to you? Didn't you hear? You're a dumb? Something like a fly doesn't have a fart, but you dare not answer it if you say it? You look down on him?"

The middle-aged man became more arrogant when he saw the other person's head down and didn't speak. He stepped forward and kicked his feet. The heavy sacks that young coolie managed to accumulate, and another slap fell directly on the young coolie's face. More and more unpleasant, "What waste is there for you like this waste? If there is no us in this dock, how can it be so prosperous, where can you have food? Uncle dare to ignore you when you talk to you? You dare to make a fist I hit ... "

The young coolie face was sinking in water, his anger shivered, his hands clenched his fists, he kept his head down, and he was afraid that if he glanced at the middle-aged man, he could not help but fight with each other. He was so red that he couldn't help it, but he still had to endure it. He wanted to join the chaos and kill the gang of dogs who were rich and unkind. But the chaos didn't come to Qizhou. He could only swallow his voice for his family. He bowed his head. Go to the kicked sack, and laboriously yard the sack.

"I killed you without any shit!" The man in Jinyi had to go in. He stepped forward again and smashed towards the young coolie's face with one foot.

Young coolie braced his neck, ready to bear in silence.

At this moment, the man in Jinyi screamed, and his feet never fell on the face of the young coolie.

The young coolie turned back and found that the Jinyi man had fallen to the ground. A young man in a white robe stepped on the man's face and crushed half of his face into the mud.

Li Yan overlooked the middle-aged man, his voice was cold: "Destiny has given you wealth, not for you to oppress the poor. If he has your origin and luck, you will achieve a hundred times higher than you!"

The man in Jinyi kept screaming. The more he screamed, the more his mouth filled with dirt.