Martial King’s Retired Life

Bezui Shiraishi is still running ordinary, if the past hundred years, but recently it has happened-a weird thing.

Chai Yujiang had an only daughter, fifteen years old, and she was pretty pretty. With Peidong's parents, the childhood friend Zhu Mei, the two little guesses. Chai Yujiang always felt that Mrs. Pei was mean, and she feared that her daughter would marry her and suffer. I've just been used to it, but my daughter's coquettish coquettishness. I couldn't discuss the result with my wife. Annoyed to the extreme, I still remembered the warm expression of the Dong family. The voice of speech was always so kind. It always seemed that Master Chai asked the girl to see the lantern. When he returned, there was only Master Bei, who looked terrified by the couple. The young master was embarrassed with blood on his face, almost out of breath and less gas. He was unconscious, or someone on the side of the road knew that this was Beishibaishi's owner. People saw it back. -Go to help him, but Master Bei in the coma screamed in pain, only to know that one was broken.

That night, Chai Yujiang made a claim to Shangbei's family, but Mrs. Pei slammed it out with a rolling pin. Asked why, but only in exchange for Mrs. Pei's eyes, "My daughter's iniquity has hurt my son, so why don't you ask me? Lost your daughter and regenerate one

Chai Yujiang said dumbly: "Why is Mrs. Xie talking like this? What can I do with Ninger? My daughter was lost when traveling with your young master. How can you not give me an explanation?

But in exchange for a sneer: "Without me, is there something worse than a pig and a dog today? Don't ask if you are terrible!" Finally, I couldn't even see the owner.

Hurrying when leaving-I saw Master Bei's tragic glance and knew that something was wrong. However, the disappearance of her daughter can not be ignored, only to sue in the court. However, the affectionate tolerances called by the former masters during the day are still watching him indifferently. Go to Detangtang to get everything

Half a month has passed,-Q seems to be restored as usual. Bei Shibaishi-like opening, the young master limped and then came out to calculate the account for his father, the wife's voice of scolding her husband was still so loud and harsh.

It's the Chai's only daughter.

Chai Yujiang suddenly realized that a daughter was not missing. It's made people turn.

"Hey, how's this story?" Huang Yaxian was so proud, as if it was his own

The fang-heavy man in that village had big eyes, as if his eyes were about to fall out.

"Isn't it? How can I talk about it now? Later? Is there any girl Chai returned? Which one did you kill?"

The man with yellow teeth smiled hesitantly. Isn't it great? If it wasn't for one-staying in a small shop in Beijia, it would have been ten times as expensive. How many people begged him to show his hand. Such a person entered the Jianmen, according to the temper of Master Guan, and did not rush to do it in a hurry. After the incident, Chai Yujiang went to the door to give a gift, but it was white. But why was he rushed back by Master Guan? Besides that, the Pei family wasn't considered a high-ranking family. Jian'anfang is also a well-established old name. Their master interrupted his leg, can it be ignored? Are you willing to leave your brother? ”

"That can't!" The fang man widened his eyes,-捶 wall said: "Whoever touches his son, 俺 is desperate for him!"

"Photo! Even you know how desperate it is. Why can the Pei family swallow it?" Speaking of this, knowing that no one was around, he still couldn't bear to look around and said, "This abductor, come The road is definitely not simple. If it is not a noble official, it must be the yellow-tooth man on the green forest, and he smiled awkwardly.

"Hey, I and I also hear the story, you know so much. No more, you go to Jian'anfang to scan. I don't know. T, after listening to this for a long time, you also say a few words.’

-Another man who listened to the story straight took a sip of wine, but said.

"This story, I know the follow-up.’

The other two eyes widened: "You know what?"

This guy saw the interest of the two, slightly-laughed, but not as yellow-eyed guys are so interested. It was rather dignified.

"I was carrying rice at Jian'anfang yesterday and I was at the door of Pei's house and saw it with my own eyes.

I heard that Miss Chai disappeared for a full month. Madam Chai went crazy looking for her daughter, from trustees to relationships, and later asking God for nothing. Encountered a few scammers, Chai's half-life savings turned out to be empty. Madam fell ill on the way to Shang Xiang due to madness

Good lady, Chai Yujiang rose up silently and came to Beijia.

When he entered the house, Peidong's family was watching--only a jade bowl. It was Chai Yujiang's first work when he was a boy. When I looked up, I saw Chai Yujiang, and for a moment it seemed that I saw the young apprentice who was more serious than anyone else. It ’s as if half of my life is passing by.

Over half a year old, the half-old craftsman who spent half his life in the shop went silent. Reached out his right hand, I do not know when the knife in the left hand has been held-the knife cut down. There was no blood dripping from the exclaiming voice of the owner, and the old craftsman scratched his head on the ground, still nothing.

He won't say. He didn't know what else to do except return the craft to the owner.

The cowardly Bei Dong's family did not help him. He gritted his teeth and rushed into the inner court. Later, the woman's screams and shrieks came more harshly than usual. Then there was a clap, and the sound of someone knocking down the scaffold. Goodbye When Beidong came out again, his eyes were red and clear, and he carried a heavy bag.

The bag was slightly exposed, and gold was faintly seen, as if-the bags were all-actually-bags of gold ingots. In addition, there is another small wooden sign with a word on it. The man who carried rice was illiterate, he didn't know it.

Bedong's money

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