Reverend Insanity: Section 38: Tatars

Many small vendors are jealous of Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan took the two yuan stones from the leaves into his arms, dropped the trolley, and left the small market with Bai Ningbing directly.

"In my opinion, it's better to take it directly. If you want to be close to her, don't forget our current identity." Bai Ningbing whispered softly.

Fang Bai is now a helper on the Chen family. They rely on this level to join the caravan, but now it is undoubtedly an obstacle for Fang Yuan to approach Shangxin.

But Fang Yuan has a plan in mind. He looks at Bai Ningbing and smiles slightly: "You're right. So, I'm going to talk to people now."

Bai Ningbing froze: "Stupid?"

The night sky is clear and starry.

In the spacious tent, several slaves sat in a circle. On the central coal stove, a pot was burning.

The tent was open, and a little bit of soot from the burning coals flew out of the top opening.

The pot is filled with meat, and several domestic slaves stare at the meat. There is a faint smell of meat floating from time to time and they swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Qiang, I've probed. About these two newcomers, I've probed clearly." The thin monkey said.

"Oh, how do you say?" A strong domestic slave named Qiang raised an eyebrow.

"The two men were introduced by the old village chief of the village of Ziyou Mountain," said the thin monkey.

"That's it."

"I remember that the old village chief was originally a mortal, and the deputy leader wanted a stronghold, so he just clicked him."

"It was this background ..."

Everyone is in shock.

"Although there is a master behind him, what is it? Brother Qiang's sister is our sister-in-law, Chen Xin!" someone cried.

"These two newcomers are too dragged, and they will be ruled out. Will they not change the world?"

"Don't make any noise, we listen to Brother Qiang!" someone yelled.

The tent was quiet, and everyone turned their attention to the strong brother.

Qiang looks a little hesitant. Behind the two Fang Bai, there is a puppet master. Even this puppet master is not the Chen family. Even if the puppet master was an old man, he only half stepped into the coffin. But he's still a puppet after all ...

"Did you find out? What is the relationship between the two and the old man in the village?"

The skinny monkey suddenly showed a distressed look: "This ... Qiang, you also know. What kind of identity we can find out, it is quite difficult."

Mr. Qiang couldn't help groaning.

"Brother, these two newcomers are too rude. What are your attitudes to thin monkeys this morning? They clearly look down on us! We must learn a lesson."

"Yes. That village elder, in his original identity, is not as good as us. He just left the **** and became a puppet master."

"What is he like this puppet master? Isn't our deputy leader using him, can he be a puppet master? He is just a high-ranking slave."

"Finally, the caravan trades, and it is impossible to protect the night. Even if these two people are dead, the old village chief will not dare to settle accounts with our Chen family!"

Everybody was talking, Qiang brother frowned.

The skinny monkey watched for a long time. He wanted to get in trouble with Fang Bai. He held his breath this morning and filled his heart with hatred from the other party.

But he knows that he has no background and wants revenge only by relying on his strong brother.

When he saw that the time was almost up, he said, "I just heard that they sold life and death in the small market. A cart of purple maple leaves actually sold two yuan stones."

My brother's eyes flashed.

"What? Two yuan stones?"

"How is it possible, hasn't it been underpriced?"

"Good luck! Who the **** did you buy?"

The skinny monkey chuckled, with a disdain and jealous tone: "Who else can there be. That is Miss Zhangjia, a mortal, but who told her to live well and gave birth to a good family."

"His grandmother, I wanted to carry private goods back then, and it was so bad for people to lower the price. Why didn't these two guys have such luck!" Qiang brother was jealous.

He continued indignantly: "Clean them up tomorrow, as new people, we must respect our older generation. If they do n’t understand the rules, we have to hand them in kind."

"Yes, brother."

"Jiangge says what we do, let us do it!"

"Qiangge is brilliant!" The thin monkey patted the fart and took out the soup spoon. "The broth is ready, Qiangge, try it first."

The nose is fragrant, and many people roll their throat knots and swallow saliva.

Brother Qiang licked his lips, took the spoon, took a breath, and was about to drink.

Suddenly, the curtain of the tent was opened.

Fang Yuan strides forward.

"It's you!" The crowd was shocked, and they thought that the Lord who had been here for a long time arrived directly.

This made them feel a sense of consternation.

Skinny monkey stood up and smiled grimly, "Newcomer, do you know now? I want to apologize, I tell you it's late!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yuan raised his foot expressionlessly.

Bang.

The skinny monkey was struck directly, hitting the back of a coal stove. The cooked broth spilled on him instantly, making him scream loudly.

"Oh broth!"

"It's all spilled, and we'll put together the money to buy the meat. I finally wanted to eat it again, **** it!"

"Asshole, look for death!"

For a time, the sentiments of people were indignant and they all stood up and yelled towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan held two yuan stones in his hand and threw his hand at them.

"Ouch!"

Two people were smashed, one covering his eyes and the other covering his stomach.

"Dirty, use a hidden weapon!"

"Wait, this is ... Yuan Shi?!"

Everyone was about to pounce. When they heard the shout, they suddenly rushed.

Two yuan stones lay on the ground, attracting everyone's attention.

The skinny monkey's cry stopped abruptly, his eyes staring at Motoishi.

Birds die for food, and humans die for wealth.

"Is this person crazy?"

"Stop smashing people with a stone? Huh, I was scared."

"This is Yuan Shi. I haven't earned a Yuan Shi for two months!"

For a time, the minds of the people were stirred up, like a tide.

Some people stared at Fang Yuan, but showed a craving. As if to ask again: Is there any Yuan Shi, come over!

"Dare to smash me, you're going to die!" The slave who covered her eyes let go and shouted.

His right eye can't open at all, and it's purple and swollen.

But this does not prevent him from reaching out and grabbing the nearest stone.

Everybody was excited, and when they reacted, they looked at another elementary stone on the ground.

Boom!

Everyone pounced on this stone, Fang Yuan left everything behind.

The skinny monkey grinned in pain and stood out, grabbing Yuan Shi.

"Mine, this is mine, he smashed it to me!" The other slave who was smashed roared.

"Don't you hurt the monkey, **** it? Why are you so fast!"

"Shut up for Lao Tzu. Whoever tripped up Lao Tzu just stood up!" Qiang Brother was ashamed and very angry.

Suddenly an arm stretched out and dragged him over.

Who is so bold? !!

He looked around in anger, not others, but Fang Yuan's ugly appearance.

He shouted, "Dare you catch me? Let go of your dog's paw!"

Bang!

Fang Yuan shook his fist and pounded his face.

Suddenly the nose was broken and blood was frantic. Strong vertigo struck, and Brother Qiang was full of Venus.

Fang Yuan let go of his hand, and he collapsed to the ground.

"I, **!"

"He hits people!"

"Brother Qiang is injured, pack him together !!!"

The others froze for a moment, then they woke up like a dream, and threw their fists towards Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan was expressionless, swiping with one punch, and the nearest house slave wow flew to the side, his mouth full of teeth were broken.

Then another person came closer.

Fang Yuan raised his heel and pinched his crotch gently.

"Spit !!!" The man covered his crotch, rolled his eyes, and passed out instantly.

Fang Yuan's three fists and two feet, all the slaves fell, leaving only the skinny monkey hiding in the corner.

Fang Yuan glanced away. The skinny monkey was suddenly excited and fell to his knees.

"I confessed, I confessed. Man, please raise your hand!" He begged for mercy, and his head was more than hoe.

His head hit the ground, making a continuous muffled sound.

But I never heard Fang Yuan's movement.

The thin monkey trembled and looked up, Fang Yuan had already left. Some of the domestic slaves who had fallen to the ground in the tent were unconscious, and some moaned.

Fang Yuan walks between tents.

The latest news has attracted the attention of many people. This is exactly what Fang Yuan wants to see.

Bai Ningbing followed from a dark corner: "On the first day I came, I beat all the slaves working together. This is not a good influence."

She laughed a little, gloating. I was more curious about why Fang Yuan did this.

Fang Yuan didn't answer, and walked deeper into this temporary camp of the caravan.

Soon, he arrived at his destination.

He inquired about the carriage of a carriage, and the old manager of the Chen family slept here.

He didn't immediately knock on the door, but instead walked into a dark place where no one was, took out his dagger, and started greeting himself.

There is silence all around, only the soft sound of a dagger cutting through the flesh.

Bai Ningbing listened in his ear, and raised his brow slightly.

She once again saw Fang Yuan's fierceness and coldness, and cut herself with a dagger. Not only did she not say a word, but she became more and more adept at listening to her voice. It's not like cutting yourself, it's like cutting a stake.

咚咚咚 ...

Knocking came from outside the door.

The narrow compartment is full of debris and there is only a small bed.

Fortunately, the boss has a short stature, curled up in a small bed, and does not seem crowded.

咚咚咚.

Knocking sounded again.

The already-sleeping boss, frowns, and rolls over.

Oh!

The knock on the door is getting louder and louder, and the manager opens his bloodshot eyes: "Who?"

"Yes, boss." A voice came from outside the door.

The voice is still strange, but with a little familiarity. The boss frowned even deeper. It took me a long time to remember that it was the newcomer who joined this morning.

"A newcomer doesn't understand the rules so much. It's a disturbing dream in the middle of the night. What do you want?"

(ps: I'm a bit busy today. I will have a change later. The update is like this: If there is no change at 14 o'clock, there will definitely be 2 o'clock. Anyway, at least two changes a day. After using two changes, my waist is not sour Now, my back does n’t hurt anymore, and my legs and feet are strong too, la la ...) (To be continued. Please search for floating astronomy, novels are better updated and faster!)