Chapter 10 Fishing

When I came out of the train station, I stopped for a while in the square in front of the station. I held my backpack in front of me and looked around for a few times. Then I saw a small knifeman who didn't open his eyes came over to work.

He looked about 13 or 14 years old and had lost a lot of weight. He was wrapped in a dirty cotton-padded jacket and he bumped into me with his hands in a panic. As soon as he took out the blade, I grabbed him and slapped him seven or eight times.

People around were so scared that they hid away.

A few people in the crowd on the edge were on lookout, changing hands, and when they saw something was wrong, they came up with grins and wanted to take action.

They were all in their 14th and mid-teens, and their hands were hidden in their worn-out coats. You could vaguely see the bulge, as if they were carrying knives.

I grabbed the little swordsman who was so instigated that his mouth and nose were bleeding, and cursed: "Where did you come from, a blind little clever boy, to work for your ancestors, you are looking for death, right?"

Those half-grown men just lingered and didn't dare to go up.

A man standing against the wall was wrapped in a dirty military coat, smoking a cigarette, hunched over, and came up to him and said: "Ma Li Lao He, my subordinates have good moral character!"

I sneered, threw the little swordsman to the ground, raised his hand and rubbed his fingers, took out a cigarette, and threw it into his mouth, "You raised this kid? If you dare to let him work on the street with such a good craftsmanship, sooner or later Let them be beaten to death. Come, get a fire!"

A thief doesn't talk about borrowing, he only talks about taking.

The man threw a low-quality disposable lighter to me, "Riding a night dragon to make a fortune? If you want to open a plate in Jincheng, you must first worship Lafayette, otherwise you will reach out and chop your hands, and your feet will fly off the wall."

I lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "You've lost your face and stopped doing craft work. My brother learned some skills in the mountains and is going to make a name for himself in this treasure land where wealth can be gathered from all directions. I know there is no unclean house." Someone suffering from an external illness?"

This mountain is not a deep forest, but a prison.

Go up the mountain to go to jail, go down the mountain to get out of jail.

The man smiled and said: "Want to change your profession to be a teacher? Sure, there is a courtyard in Dahe Village on the edge of the development zone. Anyone who lives in it will suffer from paranoia. There is a fan from the west who thinks he is fierce enough and has no taboos. As a result, I got crazy just after staying for one night. I ran shirtless on the street to sprinkle powder. When Lei Zi held him down, I didn't know how to run, so I muttered some strange words that I couldn't understand. If you are really capable, just go and leave. If you can get it done in one trip, you will become famous immediately. It’s no problem to stop at Jincheng! If you need a sedan chair, we will also introduce you, just come to the station to see me, Brother An Liu."

"Thanks." I took out the half bag of Sanwu and threw it to the man. I glanced at the little swordsman, raised my foot and stepped on his right hand.

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded.

The lowest one on his index finger, middle finger and ring finger was comminutedly fractured. Even if he could recover, he would never be able to do fine movements again for the rest of his life.

I can’t be a thief anymore!

The little swordsman held his hands and let out a shrill wail.

"I'll leave him with three fingers, so he won't be beaten to death in the street later!"

A fierce light flashed in the man's eyes, and he kicked the little swordsman, "Why are you howling? You have lost your skills and still have the nerve to howl? Get up and thank Laohe for your kindness!"

The little swordsman struggled to get up, his face was covered in sweat from the pain, his facial features were distorted, he held his hands and glared at me fiercely, then slowly lowered his head, "Thank you, Laohe, for your kindness. Xiaowu will definitely repay you in the future."

"I understand, if you dare to come and see me, come. Those who are in the world are least afraid of repayment!"

I smiled and patted the little swordsman on the shoulder, turned around and left.

After walking about ten meters, I heard the pickpocket behind me asking the man, "Uncle, what's your background? You're so awesome."

At such a long distance and in the noisy station square, most people couldn't actually hear the sound.

But I have seriously practiced ear skills.

First listen to the copper coins, then to the branches and leaves, then to the wind, and finally to pick out the sound in the noise and identify the location by listening to the sound. After ten years, I can clearly hear a needle falling within a radius of thirty meters, and I can accurately find it by following the movement. Drop location.

The man sneered and said: "You old thief who has lost his temper and shame, why don't you do any craft work anymore? In all likelihood, your hands are useless and you can't do our job. You have to become a prankster instead. You are just pretending to be like this man."

A pickpocket asked: "Uncle, why don't you bear to fuck him? Make two holes for him, let him bleed, and let him know how powerful our Jincheng Buddha is."

Bang bang, a crisp sound of two slaps.

The man cursed in a low voice: "Awesome, you are so awesome! How dare you call me Buddha even if your hair is not even long! Have you forgotten all the things I usually tell you about not messing with people and not stealing? I want you to look at your eyes." , you guys really know how to look in your pockets. When he did it, his eyes didn't move at all. There must be someone's life on his hands. This is a real Buddha! The few pieces of material you have are not enough for someone to fill his teeth. Okay. , let’s accept it today, it’s really unlucky! Lao Ba, take Xiao Wu to Lao Liu’s place to have a look, if you want money, just hang it.”

Three don't mess with, nine don't steal, this saying is the inheritance of the serious Rongmen, although basically no one will really abide by it.

But I originally just wanted to hook two local gangsters from Jincheng to do something for me, but unexpectedly I hooked up with a real gangster.

You can catch a big fish just by fishing casually, which is a really good sign.

At the edge of the square, I called a motorcycle taxi and it took more than 20 minutes to reach Dahe Village. My face was almost numb.

This place was still a rural field a few years ago.

Not far away is the newly designated national-level high-tech development zone. A large number of companies have poured in, and two universities have moved here. This has led to the rapid development of surrounding real estate and rail transit. It is like cutting a cake, gradually reducing the surrounding area. The farmland was completely occupied, and several railways crisscrossed the village. It was like cutting a cake, cutting out the villages where the villagers lived and throwing them away.

Walking through several culverts under the railway bridge, you will see a chaotic world.

A village road has privately built high-rise buildings on both sides, as well as untouched bungalows and courtyards. The height and height are uneven, which can directly drive patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

The villagers with a keen sense of smell have rushed to renovate their bungalows into buildings to rent out and make money, but the conservative and slow people still guard their old bungalows and do not want to make changes.

But this persistence will soon be defeated by the reality that the neighbors are making a lot of money, and all the bungalows will be converted into private buildings, eventually turning into a freak like Kowloon Walled City.

The police office is at the entrance of the village, and the windows are still open on a very cold day.

A gray-haired old policeman wrapped in an old washed white coat sat dozing in front of the window.

Walking further in, there are fly restaurants, small shops, shoe repair stalls, shampoo rooms, massage parlors, foot washing parlors on both sides of the street... The wires pulled horizontally are tangled above the head like a spider web.

The yard the man was talking about was at the other end of the village.

This is a famous haunted house in Jincheng.

When it comes to mentioning it, the masters of Namo on the road can tell several strange things related to it that they have heard from hearsay.

What about the tenant hearing a woman crying in the middle of the night, about the blood on the wall, about the woman with disheveled hair in the mirror, about the thing that scares someone crazy after only a few days of renting a house, it is much more interesting to tell than the ghost stories told on the radio.

But from the outside, this courtyard doesn't look like a haunted house at all.

There are three regular tile-roofed houses with bright windows and clean doors. It looks like someone has carefully taken care of them, and there is no sign of decay that no one lives in.

It's just that the courtyard is too clean, there aren't even dead weeds in the corners or in the cracks of the floor.

There was a thick paper box tied with wire to the courtyard door, with "This house is for rent" written crookedly in large, bold characters, and below it a line of small characters, "The landlord is in the opposite courtyard."

I stood at the door of the courtyard and was looking inside, when suddenly I heard someone behind me say: "Let's rent a house."

A fat lady in her fifties from the countryside turned to me with overwhelming enthusiasm and said, "Brother, you are discerning. Such an upright courtyard is the only one here. You can't find anything like this anywhere else." The yard is good. There is water and electricity. The water is tap water and the electricity is agricultural electricity. It seems that you are a clean and tidy person, otherwise I would not be willing to rent it. Look, this yard is so clean. I clean it every day, even a There are no paper sticks..."

Before she could finish blabbering, she saw a fat mouse crawling slowly across the yard. It actually stopped in the middle of the yard, stood up, and looked straight at me and the fat aunt. .

A pair of bean eyes, blood red!