Martial arts supreme

Chapter 228

Wangu Town ranks third among the Thirteen Towns, with many times more people of all kinds than Huaxiong Town.Ye Feng often goes out with banknotes, but he has never encountered a thief.

When Ye Feng first arrived in the small Huaxiong Town, he was noticed by the thief not even half a day later, which really made Ye Feng very angry.

What made Ye Feng even more angry was that he, a majestic knight, was hit by that boy, and all his belongings were stolen without knowing it.

At this moment, Ye Fengnu, who was exuding murderous intent all over his body, took a few breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, put the statue of his father Ye Longtian on the booth, and clasped his fists at the frightened old man.

"Old man, I encountered a thief and all the money I had on me was stolen. This clay statue is temporarily placed here. I will come back and buy it when I find the money."

The old man who made the clay statue swallowed hard, gathered his mind and stared wide-eyed, and asked creakingly: "Young hero...you are Ye Feng? The young master of the Ye family in Wangu Town?"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said awkwardly: "Old man, I, Ye Feng, will not let you waste your time making clay statues. If you can trust me, help me fabricate another person and treat me with it." Come back and buy the two statues together. As for this horse, I will stay with you. If Ye fails you, you can take the horse and sell it after closing the stall in the evening, and you can get at least a hundred taels of silver."

"Ye... Feng?" The old man suddenly stood up, walked around the booth, lifted his clothes and knelt in front of Ye Feng, the shock in his eyes turned into deep gratitude, and said: "I didn't expect my old man to be able to do this in my lifetime." See you. You can kill the evil bandits in Xiongershan, the people in the whole town can't repay you for this great kindness."

The kneeling of the old man who made the clay figurine made Ye Feng feel at a loss, he hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man, suppressing the anger that was secretly ignited in his heart, he managed to force a smile: "Old man, what are you doing?" This junior can't afford to kneel down. Besides, it's not a big deal to kill the Xiong Ershan bandits. But any chivalrous person would do this, it's just that Ye Mou took the lead, so you don't have to take it to heart."

The old man really didn't expect that Ye Feng would say these words. He looked at Ye Feng again and nodded and praised: "Although I don't have great skills, I will make clay figures in my life, but I have met countless people in my life. Ye Shaoxia You are modest in speech and chivalrous. Even after becoming the leader of the Ancient Ye Sect, you are still approachable and not arrogant. I can guarantee that you will be a dragon among people in the future. Come! Doesn’t Young Master Ye also want a statue of a person? You can write it on the paper first. Draw it and I will tell you where those two are."

"Old man, do you know?"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed suddenly, and seeing the old man nodding his head, he finally let go of his hanging heart a little bit, then walked to the booth, picked up a pen, and sketched a young girl on the white paper.

"Hey! What a beautiful girl. Young Master Ye, is this your...?" The old man looked at the portrait of Han Zidi on the paper for a few times, then turned to look at Ye Feng with deep meaning and said with a smile.

Ye Feng's face suddenly turned red and he coughed twice: "Old man, please don't make fun of this junior. Please tell me where the thieves and his son are. Although this junior has lost very little, he still needs to If it spreads in Qingshui Country, it will be enough to cause a big treasure hunt and massacre."

Looking at Ye Feng, who was pale due to anxiety, the old man also noticed the seriousness, put down the portrait of Han Zidie, thought for a while and said: "Those two are not father and son, and the naughty boy has a nickname of 'Shen Hand Fairy Boy' "Liu Zihao, although he is only eight or nine years old, the people who steal are all powerful characters. I have been stealing in Huaxiong Town for four years, and I have never missed a single shot. Of course, the failure to be caught is also related to the lame man." .”

"Liu Zihao? 'Fairy boy with magical hand'? Tell me, old man, where are they now?" Ye Feng asked with a frown.

"Due west of this place, there is a ruined temple thirty miles away from Huaxiong Town. That's Liu Zihao's den of thieves." The old man told him bluntly, and then seemed to recall something, and hurriedly said: "Ye Shaoxia, This Liu Zihao has no father or mother since he was a child. It is very pitiful. Three years ago, he specially stole the silver from the rich landlord and rich family, and then gave all of it to the poor in the town, but he himself was hungry. So like us who do small business, I often see him giving a few pennies so that he can fill his stomach. But in the past three years, three people who don't know where have mixed up with Liu Zihao. The smoky atmosphere in Huaxiong Town is not only the landlord's old money day and night Keeping the treasure, even the poor people like me have to guard against him."

What the old man said made Ye Feng frown again and again, secretly thinking that this Liu Zihao was really interesting.

"Old man, those few things are very important to me. You first hold the statue of the woman in the painting, and buy them when I come back." Ye Feng clasped his fists at the old man, flew on his horse and looked at Zhengxi, and knocked his feet together. After a bit of the horse's belly, he galloped away.

Seeing Ye Feng riding away on horseback, the old man who made the clay figurine shook his head and sighed.

"Zihao, Zihao, you said it's not good for you to steal someone, but you stole it from the benefactor of the entire Huaxiong Town. Don't blame me, this is your own bad luck. If no one can take care of you, Huaxiong You almost stole everyone in Xiongzhen."

If he changed his job before, the old man would never tell Liu Zihao's location. No matter where Liu Zihao's money came from, it is commendable that he can give all the money to the poor.

But in the past three years, Liu Zihao's temperament has suddenly changed drastically, no matter whether he is a poor man or a landlord and rich man.

Landlords can resist having their wealth stolen, but ordinary people cannot bear it.After working hard for a year, I saved some money, but it was stolen before the twelfth lunar month of winter. In winter, let alone eating white rice, I was lucky to be able to chew the bark of a tree without starving to death.

So for this Liu Zihao, the common people in Huaxiong Town both love and hate him.What he loves is the favor he received from Liu Zihao at the beginning, and what he hates is that Liu Zihao has made them suffer so much in the past three years.

Although people have hatred in their hearts, except for the landlord Lao Cai who often goes to the government to report the crime, it is still rare to see people go to the government to sue Liu Zihao.

Perhaps in the hearts of this group of people, gratitude to Liu Zihao was better than resentment.It may also be that reporting the case is useless, because the landlord Lao Cai who went to report the case almost smashed the threshold of the magistrate's lobby, and three years passed in a hurry and still failed to catch Liu Zihao.

It was the delay in catching Liu Zihao that made him more and more rampant. Now he not only steals at night, but also dares to steal in the town during the day.

But today, Liu Zihao, who was 25 miles west of Huaxiong Town and was counting bank notes while walking triumphantly, did not expect that because of the theft in the morning, his hands were almost cut off in the end.

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