Showdown: Hanba is hiding in my house

Chapter 152

"Originally, this is just a side sect, and it is not popular, but this stuff is vicious. Some business people bought Yin pots and sent them to other families. Some people who had enemies secretly buried Yin pots in their rivals' houses. In my home, people often died at that time." Zhuang Ku said.

Shen Lang frowned: "No one cares?"

"Care? Shut it down. At that time, the government couldn't do anything about it, but those guys who lived in peace and order were not willing. When they gathered their troops, they began to regard everyone who had anything to do with the dead business as criminals. The last one in Baidi City That coffin bearer, all hiccups!" Zhuang Ku said.

Shen Lang took a breath, unable to imagine how understanding the battle was at that time.

Zhuang Ku shook his head: "Afterwards, they all started helping each other. More and more people were involved, and finally it turned into a scuffle in the entire Baidi City. The fight was so dark!"

Zhuang Ku said that the elders of his family also participated in the dispute. At that time, the cadavers of the Eastern Sect were the most powerful among the four major sects, but it was because of the grandsons of the Tong coffin maker who did immoral things for money. , was implicated.

After going back and forth like this, gradually the battle situation could not be properly dealt with, and it was completely out of control.

"How did the evil faction win?" Shen Lang said.

"Actually, those Taoist temples and the like didn't lose. In the end, the boy coffin maker threatened those decent people, saying that the entire Baidi City has their silver pot brats. Once the brats are all activated, the people of the entire Baidi City will die one after another... the decent ones I had no choice but to leave this place, and later, under the exaggeration of those evil factions, it seemed that the evil faction had won, but at that time it was actually the evil faction who was beaten and had no choice but to use those despicable tricks. , I hope that the decent heroes win, at least there will not be so many moths now." Zhuang Ku said.

"So many moths?"

"You will know in the future. Of course, if you plan to stay for a long time, you don't need to know if you are staying for a short time."

After listening to Zhuang Ku's words, Shen Lang could more or less step on some things he didn't say.

May I ask in which city now, there will still be a group of wanderers killing people in the street?
I'm afraid there are only a few places like Baidi City.

"Brother warns you a word, feel wronged and provoke the child coffin maker... You can never imagine what a person will become if he has a dark heart." Zhuang Ku got up after speaking, and went downstairs to pay the bill.

Shen Lang didn't refuse or agree. He glanced at Li San, who was talking enthusiastically about the book, and he also habitually threw a banknote into the basket in front of Li San's desk.

[Ding dong!Attention the host, there are adventures within ten meters of the host. 】

"Adventure?" Shen Lang was stunned by the sudden system prompt, and looked back, where there was no adventure, there was only an old beggar holding a green stick at the door of the teahouse.

Shen Lang lost two dollars, but at this time the beggar hooked Shen Lang's trouser legs with a stick: "Boy, if you have money, give more, two dollars is not enough to buy a bottle of wine."

"It's all begging for money, and you still want to drink?" Shen Lang waited for the car, and said something by the way.

"Ghost-beating stick? It's not as good as my dog-beating stick. Young people nowadays are really getting more and more ignorant." The old beggar flicked the stick in his hand a little, and the ghost-beating stick hidden behind Shen Lang's waist was blown away. picked out.

This surprised Shen Lang, he thought that this old man actually knew how to beat ghosts: "Who are you?"

"This old man is the No. 60 third-generation leader of the Beggar Gang, who has too little money, but now we can't call it the Beggar Gang. Now that the society is developing well and the people are rich and well-off, not many people are willing to come out to beg for food." As he said, the old man patted said the ass dust.

Shen Lang picked up the ghost-beating stick on the ground: "Could it be that this ghost-beating stick has something to do with the beggar gang?"

"Of course, the 52nd generation gang leader Sucha Harcan broke the ghost-beating stick into two sections. One section was decorated with moso bamboo and continued to be called the dog-beating stick, and the other section was wrapped in a gloomy wood, because the beggar You also have to walk at night, and sometimes you encounter some monsters and ghosts, so it is called a ghost stick." The old beggar picked up the boogers and put them in his mouth.

Shen Lang was ashamed: "Dare to fight dogs during the day and ghosts at night?"

"Yes!" The old beggar replied simply, "Where did you get this ghost bat?"

"It was passed down by the ancestors." Shen Lang said, he simply blamed the dog-beating stick on the ancestors of the Southern School exorcists.

"Could it be that your ancestors were still beggars? Tsk tsk... According to legend, Sucha Harcan continued to use the dog-beating stick as a token of the gang leader, while the ghost-beating stick was handed over to the elder Nine Bags." The old beggar murmured.

Shen Lang asked back: "Senior, since you are the leader of the sect, why did you come here?"

"Hmph, some people have tarnished the reputation of my beggar gang and kidnapped children to beg for money. Even though I'm a wild crane, I can't be angry." said the old beggar.

Although Shen Lang had also heard rumors that after some criminals abducted children, they were tortured to the point of begging with their arms and legs broken, but he did not expect it to be true.

It has something to do with children, will it have something to do with Tong coffin maker?

While Shen Lang was thinking about it, the old beggar came closer and said, "Boy, since you call me senior, shouldn't you honor me?"

"Yes, what do you want to eat, senior, I'll buy it for you." Shen Langxin said that with the relationship between the ghost-beating stick and the dog-beating stick, maybe this person is a powerful helper.

Now his foundation in Baidi City is unstable, and he urgently needs some help.

The old man was also very rude and said directly: "I heard that there is a chewy Jijiji that is very delicious."

"It's a chicken, but the price of this thing is inflated, and it is used by foreigners to cut leeks. I will take you to our own fried chicken shop." Shen Lang said.

"Have you got wine?" The old man said with a smile.

"I'll buy it for you!" Shen Lang said while patting his chest.

The old man laughed loudly, brushed away his messy hair, and raised his thumb: "Pi Xing, you are indeed the descendant of our Beggar Clan!"

The two walked easily for a while, and Shen Lang didn't mind walking with an old beggar. After all, he had long been used to the strange eyes. , what else like Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"That's an exaggeration. The beggar gang does have martial arts, but like other martial arts, for example, the old man is good at punching with one hand and opening and closing. As for the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, there is no such thing. There is the dog stick method, but it is also compared to the dog stick method, which is a one-handed short stick method, and it will be ruined after learning two moves."

The old man gestured, and suddenly swung the dog-beating stick forward.

The white crane spreads its wings, the golden rooster dances alone, the wild goose plucking its feathers, etc. are all used by him with great skill.

Shen Lang secretly had an idea in his heart.

(End of this chapter)