Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 276 The old man’s trick

When Huang Junguo, the prefect of Xiangyang, saw Yang Shucheng, he had been an official all his life and had never experienced any big storms. He was not afraid and immediately shouted:

"Bold maniac, you are seeking death."

Yang Shucheng held the blade prepared in advance and said: "I don't know whether I am a fanatic or not. Believe it or not, I will kill you now."

Huang Junguo immediately became honest and said, "Hero, what do you want?"

Seeing that he had changed so quickly, Yang Shucheng didn't find it funny and said, "I don't seek money, and I don't kill people. I want to save someone."

"Who are you saving?"

Yang Shucheng said: "I rescue Chen Haitao and one of his apprentices."

Huang Junguo said: "This is not possible. He is the leader of the White Lotus Cult. I can't let him go."

Yang Shucheng took another step and said: "One life for another. He is a commoner and is very despicable in your eyes. Then I will kill you." As he said this, he took the blade and put it towards Huang Junguo's neck.

Huang Junguo saw that although the blade was thin, it was very sharp. The lives of these people were cheap, but the life of this prefect was valuable. Dealing with them would definitely not be worth it, so he said:

"Hero, you are certainly capable of sneaking into my heavily guarded magistrate's office, but I can't let him go."

"why?"

"Let me tell you the truth, I am not the prefect."

Yang Shucheng said: "You are not the prefect, then who are you?"

The man said: "I'm just a substitute."

Yang Shucheng sneered: "You lied to a three-year-old child. You are not the prefect. You sleep on the prefect's bed."

The substitute said: "You don't know this. The real magistrate has been here for fifteen years and has offended many people. Many people want to come to him for revenge. It's really hard to guard against. In order to prevent someone from plotting against him, he , so he found me as a substitute."

"Then why are you sleeping here?"

"Oh, if I don't do it so seriously, how can I deceive heroes like you?"

I didn't expect that such a decent prefect could do incredible things, and I was really impressed by him. Since he was not the prefect, nothing could be done by forcing him, so he said: "You send a message to the real prefect, saying that I have been here, and I will come back in a few days, and tell him not to play tricks, or I will kill him with one blow." His life.”

"Yes, yes, I will definitely bring your words."

There was no use staying here. Yang Shucheng turned around and left. There was really no wind at all in the room. The substitute thought: "Thanks to my calmness, I deceived this fool."

Yang Shucheng is now an expert in swordsmanship and Taiqing Qinggong. He comes and goes without a trace. In this heavily guarded prefecture, he feels like he is in a deserted place. He is like a civet cat, darting left and right, and quickly leaves the prefecture's Yamen. , the guards still don’t know what happened in the mansion.

The night was dark. Yang Shucheng was accustomed to walking at night. He casually walked into a hotel, quietly walked into a room, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.

The next day, before dawn, Yang Shucheng got up, jumped out of the window, climbed over the wall, and came to the street. The hotel didn't know that an uninvited guest had entered the hotel last night, and it couldn't collect the accommodation fee.

After Yang Shucheng had breakfast, he wandered on the street and went to the lively Zhaomingtai Street as usual. I saw a bunch of people in the distance, cheering constantly, could there be any magic tricks?

Yang Shucheng had nothing to do during the day, so he walked towards the group of people, and there was indeed a magic trick inside.

I saw an old man inside, sitting on a small stool. There was a sand jar with a red neck and a small mouth on the ground in front of him. I heard him say: "Whatever you put in it will come out double. If you don't believe it, try again." try."

Sure enough, a young man who did not believe in evil took out two taels of silver and said, "If I put two taels in, can I get four taels?"

"It can change, it can change."

"Are all the changes mine?"

"It's all yours."

The young man was still worried and said, "You don't want a penny?"

The old man raised his eyes and said to the onlookers around him: "There are so many people testifying for you, and you still don't believe it!"

The young man felt relieved after seeing so many people around him. He knelt down and put two taels of silver into the sand jar. He heard a "dong" sound and fell into the bottom of the jar. The old man hurriedly covered the narrow mouth with his right hand. live.

The old man covered the jar and muttered: "Change."

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hand and said to the young man: "It's four taels now."

"I do not believe."

The old man said: "You put your hand in and the silver you caught is yours. However, it's only four taels, not a little more. Who told you to only invest two taels?"

The young man immediately put his hand in and took it out, but he couldn't get it out. The young man obviously got four taels of silver, but he couldn't get it out. He was so anxious that his face turned red.

The old man smiled and said: "Brother, you are too greedy. You clenched your hands into fists. The mouth of the jar is so small. How can you take it out? Use two fingers to hold one, take out one, hold another, and take it out again. one."

The young man followed the instructions, took out one, then reached in, took out another, and took out a total of four taels of silver. The young man said happily: "This is all mine."

"It's yours. Take it away quickly and don't interfere with my magic."

At this time, a beggar sitting nearby became convinced and said, "I have a chicken leg in my hand. If you put it in, can you take out a roasted chicken?"

The old man said seriously: "That's not possible."

"Then you are not lying."

The old man said: "One chicken leg can turn into two chicken legs, but it can't turn into one roast chicken. How could I lie to others?"

While they were arguing, two Qing soldiers squeezed in. The people around them had been with them for a long time, and they were not very afraid, but they just stayed away.

The Qing soldier on the side also saw some clues. He babbled without knowing what he said, and took out a gold earring from his arms. It was obvious that he had just robbed the common people in the city.

He squatted down, put the gold earrings into the jar, looked at the old man and said something. The old man didn't understand, but he understood the meaning, so he covered the mouth of the jar with his hand and muttered: "Change."

He made a gesture to the Qing soldiers and said, "Go in and get them yourself. I guarantee they are two gold earrings."

When the Qing soldier saw the old man say something, he couldn't understand it, but he understood that he was asked to reach in and get it himself.

Qing Bing put his hand into the jar by himself, but as soon as he put his hand in, he shouted "Ah".

The people watching the excitement all knew that the Qing soldier was holding two gold earrings, and they all regretted why they didn't bring a gold ingot when they went out today. Otherwise, it would be a pair of gold ingots, and they would make a fortune.

At this time, the Qing soldier's face changed color with joy. He stretched out his hand, but there was a small snake biting on his finger.

I saw this little snake, its whole body was red, it was obviously a poisonous snake.

This Qing soldier came from the Northeast and had never seen a venomous snake before. When he saw it, he screamed in fear and waved his right hand quickly to get rid of the little venomous snake.

He fell to the ground, and black blood immediately flowed out from his fingers, and then his entire arm turned black. It was obvious that he was seriously poisoned. This little snake is really powerful. Some people recognize it and say it is a five-step snake. A person who is poisoned will fall to the ground and die as long as he takes five steps.

Sure enough, the Qing soldier fell to the ground, struggled for a while, and then stopped moving.

When another Qing soldier saw that his companion had been poisoned to death, he took up his sword and chopped at the old man.

The people watching around were in big trouble now. They all greased their soles and ran faster than rabbits.

The old man hurriedly shook his hands and shouted: "It's none of my business. This gold earring is not his. Now that it has turned into a poisonous snake, it has nothing to do with me."

The soldiers of the Qing Dynasty didn't listen to his explanation, and they couldn't understand it. When they saw that their companion was dead, they thought he was responsible for his death. The knife in his hand did not stop and continued to chop at the old man.

Seeing that the explanation was unclear, the old man was too concerned about his life to bother explaining, so he turned around and ran towards the alley.