big master, big liar

Sifang City is an extremely strange place.

Sifang City is located in the transportation hub in the south, with unimpeded dry roads and water transportation extending in all directions, it has become a highly prosperous commercial territory.The local fish and dragons are mixed and the population is uncertain, which is a hotbed for the breeding of nine streams and three religions.

At first, because there were many business contacts in Sifang City, someone built an inn here, and the business was full. Later, people saw business opportunities and opened shops specializing in reselling special products from all over the world. After that, various brothels and gambling houses came into being. , not only lively during the day, even at night, it is also a scene of bright lights, singing and dancing.

All kinds of scams, tricks and abductions also emerged in an endless stream.

There is a private saying in Sifang City, "Guests from all directions, eight gates".

These eight sects refer to the eight types of people who walk the rivers and lakes. They are roughly divided into eight sects: scarf, doctor, plum, melon, wind, fire, Chu, and demon, each of which has its own merits.

Those like Song Xuan who used face-to-face divination and bluffing to deceive belonged to the Jinmen business, and it was considered a rare decent business in these eight schools, relying on their brains for food.

The remaining ones are those who see doctors and sell plasters, those who sing operas, those who sell fists and kicks, those who rob and gather for gambling, those who forge counterfeit money, those who are hired to commit murder, and those who set up beauties and fairy dances. .

As much prosperous scenery as there is on the surface, there are so many strange gray businesses underneath.

If Hengyang is Song Xuan's hometown, then Sifang City is probably Song Xuan's hometown.

He came to Sifang City from Hengyang when he was 12 years old, struggled for many years, survived at the bottom of Sifang City, and spent a lot of money in the most luxurious places of Sifang City.

It was a place where one would feel intimate and at ease just by smelling the scent in the breeze.

From the moment he entered the Sifang City Gate, there was a faint smile on the corner of Song Xuan's mouth.

"Axi, let me take you home and have a look." He said this all the way.

Song Xuan owned a property in Sifang City, and Fang Qiutang got into Song Xuan's yard to recuperate when he was at his worst.

Fang Qiutang said from the side: "Don't tell me, your brother is really a magic stick. Before he left, he left me a kit. I thought it was something. Later, I opened it and found that he kept the house. left me the key."

"It's a good thing you left some valuables in your house. Otherwise, when I first came out of the yamen, I was penniless and poor, and I'm afraid I would have died violently on the street."

Song Xuan glanced at him: "With your mouth, you will offend people sooner or later. I just left the house to you to avoid disaster. Who allowed you to sell my things?"

It's just a face of dislike, but there is no intention of complaining.

"Left and right you are also cheated," Fang Qiutang felt no guilt, "It's just a show, why not use it to save my life, and I'm counting it as a seventh-level pagoda for you."

"Tomorrow is underground, and after counting your life of countless lies, at least you saved my life, so that Lord Hades can save you from pulling out your tongue a few times."

The two of them were walking side by side in the street noisily, which really reminded them of their youth.

In fact, since leaving the Northland, Ji Yunxi has a clearer understanding of Song Xuan's other side.

Song Xuan was alone in the north, and he seemed to be wearing a "Song Banxian" shell all the time. Only Ji Yunxi could glimpse the real him occasionally, but quickly hid himself.

But the further south he went, he met familiar people, and when he got to familiar places, Song Xuan gradually revealed his true side.

That lazy and shrewd Song Xuan, who never blinks an eye, takes pleasure in teasing others and bickering.

Song Xuan took him to swindle the big family's money, and Fang Qiutang and Fang Qiutang disliked each other like children, watching people's bad luck.

Stripping away the title of Song Banxian, Song Xuan is essentially a ruffian.

Although he is also kind, he is not so superior. From time to time, he also has some bad thoughts of ordinary people. He is mature, but he is still a young man without a family. He is so lively and agile that people can't bear to look away.

"Axi, what are you looking at?" Song Xuan poked him with a dust whisk, still chewing half a piece of jujube candy. "Is there something on my face?"

"No." Ji Yunxi tugged at his sleeve, "I just think you are very happy to have entered the city."

"Of course I'm happy," Song Xuan took a deep breath, showing a contented expression, "I haven't been back for a long time."

"I'm afraid Shengjing is not as prosperous as this place, so I'll take you here to have fun." Song Xuan instructed again, "But there are a lot of bastards in this place, you should be careful, don't be fooled by others. sold."

Song Xuan originally wanted to go back to his residence to see what Fang Qiutang had sold him.

It's just that before he could come home, he was dragged by Fang Qiutang and accompanied him to the teahouse to discuss business.

It is said that it was too embarrassing to go first, but now that he returned to the city for the first time, he took Song Xuan to build momentum.

Song Xuan originally thought that there were only Fang Qiutang and his regular customers, but he didn't expect that the restaurant was full of guests, half of them were familiar faces, all of them were well-known wealthy households in Sifang City.

Seeing Song Xuan, his face changed a few times, and then forced a smile: "So it's Mr. Xiao Song, I don't know when you came back."

Song Xuan has always been able to hold the money in front of this group of old foxes, so he roughly cupped his hands, with a faint smile on his face: "I came back with Qiutang two days ago, long time no see, everyone is well."

There were a few people who had just gained a firm foothold in Sifang City, they didn't know Song Xuan's identity, and it was difficult to inquire about it face to face, so they scratched their heads and scratched their heads anxiously, really anxious.

"Mr. Xiao Song is too polite," someone tentatively joked. "If you want to come back, don't tell us. You should throw a banquet for the gentleman."

Song Xuan's complexion did not change: "A certain person is from outside the country, and he dare not work hard, everyone."

In the end, it is not clear whether he is coming back to live here or passing by.

It's no wonder that these old business foxes are probing, Song Xuan is indeed a very difficult person.

There are quite a lot of strange people in Sifang City, but if you count the top three who can't afford to offend, there must be this Mr. Xiao Song among them.

From the official family down to the gangster, this person can more or less be able to climb up to friendship, and the influence in the eight sects is even more intertwined, and he can be regarded as a figure with all-hands and eyes.

The most important thing is that he is a person who can really pinch and count. If you are in a hurry, he can reveal all your secrets from the past and expose your dead body in the wilderness, but you don't even know how you died.

Naturally, Song Xuan wouldn't flatter himself, he was still drinking tea and having snacks with Bai Qiutang on this side, while an old Jiang Hu had introduced him to the people around him in a low voice.

It is also a feature of Sifang City that a fortune teller can receive such courtesy.

After all, there is no place in the world that can be as prosperous as Sifang City, where good and bad people are mixed together.

If you want to do business in Sifang City, it is not enough to have ability and capital, you have to learn to deal with the lower class.

Otherwise, you are unlucky, and you don't know which mountain god you offended.

And Song Xuan is a great god in these eight sects.

He doesn't care about things, but if someone offends him, the business in Sifang City will probably fail.

He was still a young man when he became famous in Sifang City, and he hadn't yet earned the title of half-immortal, so he got the respectful title of "Mr. Xiao Song".

But now, it seems that it should be called "Mr. Song".

Originally, everyone just knew that Fang Qiutang had returned to Sifang City, and wanted to see if it was time to add insult to injury, but with Song Xuan sitting on the side, things became complicated.

The answer to the question of what attitude to take towards Fang Qiutang also became confusing.

Just when everyone was at a stalemate, there was a shout from outside the door, "Master Ji is here—"

Fang Qiutang sneered and repeated: "Master Ji?"

The expressions of everyone suddenly became a little subtle.

In Sifang City, those who do business on their own and are not under the control of elders are called "boss" or "lord".

Like Fang Qiutang, he was only 16 years old when he started his business, and everyone still had to shout: "Boss Fang."

The name Ji Ni came from when he was under Fang Qiutang.

As Fang Qiutang's business grew, he was at a loss for many things, so he often sent Ji Ni to come forward.Although Ji Ni is not the boss, he is also Fang Qiutang's right-hand man. As time goes by, everyone respectfully calls Ji Ni "Mr. Ji".

Later Fang Qiutang declined, but Ji Ni was in full swing, and everyone didn't want to change their mouths, they just got used to it, and Ji Ni didn't seem to show any resistance, and the title "Mr. Ji" has been used forever.

It wasn't until Fang Qiutang's meaningful cry that everyone realized the embarrassment of this title.

Ji Ni came in with a calm demeanor, his steps were like a waddling peacock with its tail open, blinking brightly.

He is still dressed in such a frivolous and gorgeous way, and he doesn't know who he learned from his outer clothes, which always hang loosely at the elbows, but today the inner clothes have been changed to rust red, with black silk thread embroidered on it. Big peony flower.

Song Xuan occasionally felt that maybe his background in a brothel not only affected Ji Ni's temperament, but also affected Ji Ni's aesthetics.

He saw Fang Qiutang secretly rolled his eyes.

This was the first time Fang Qiutang saw Ji Nit after the Fang family was destroyed. He did not expect that Ji Nit had changed from the cute little sparrow to a peacock.

All the businessmen around looked at the two of them as if they were watching a show, waiting for the former master and servant to turn against each other.

It's just that Ji Ni caught everyone's eyes.

He turned a blind eye to the empty main seat, pushed aside the people around Fang Qiutang, and sat beside Fang Qiutang, smiling wildly: "Qiutang, do you miss me?"

The corners of Fang Qiutang's eyes twitched imperceptibly: "Ji Ni, what trick are you playing?"

Immediately, Ji Ni's beautiful eyes were weeping, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be full of autumn water, she looked very pitiful: "How can I have any tricks, you and I haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you allow me to reminisce about the old days?"

Everyone's eyeballs almost fell out.

Only Song Xuan's stomach hurts from holding back his laughter.

Ji Ni was originally a person who would pretend to be pitiful, no matter how big a mistake he made in the past, as long as he stared at Fang Qiutang with tears in his eyes, Fang Qiutang would just pick it up high and put it down gently.

Now that Ji Ni's appearance is getting longer, there is an inexplicable meaning in this lovely and pitiful look.

Fang Qiutang was very uncomfortable all over, he didn't want to play tricks with Ji Ni, so he just pushed him coldly: "Boss Ji, the old relationship between you and me is really unappetizing, I don't care if I don't want to see it." .”

He pushed Ji Nit thousands of miles away just by addressing her.

Ji Ni's eyelashes trembled, and he put on a smiling face again.

"Qiutang is in a bad mood, so I'll look for you another day." Ji Ni was afraid that if he pushed too hard, it would have the opposite effect, so he let go of Fang Qiutang, and glanced at everyone present.

It was the first time for Song Xuan to see Ji Ni talking about business outside. He still had that butterfly-like smile on his face, but there was an undeniable aura from inside to outside.

"Since everyone is here, Ji will give you a few instructions." Ji Ni crossed his legs and propped his chin sideways. "Fang Qiutang is my old master, a benefactor who is more important than my life. From now on, in Sifang City, whoever dares to make things difficult for Qiutang will be against me, Ji Ni."

"What's the matter, just come to me, Ji Ni."

"You guys understand?"

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a bully in Sifang City now, after this call, there was no sound.

Fang Qiutang stared at Ji Ni for a while, then sneered, snapped the teacup, and walked away.

Seeing that he was gone, Song Xuan didn't stay any longer, and was about to leave.

But I heard Ji Ni shouting from behind: "Brother Song!"

Song Xuan turned his head, and saw that guy was pretending to be a little quail, staring at him pitifully: "Persuade Qiutang more for me."

It seems that Ji Ni has figured it out and wants to lower his figure to coax Fang Qiutang back.

What he wants to achieve, he never cares about his height.

Song Xuan nodded, looking at Fang Qiutang's angry back, he felt a little funny.

These two people can be regarded as a happy couple. ##### Note: The setting of the eight gates comes from "Wang Rangqing's Notes", which is a summary of the eight kinds of professions in the rivers and lakes

Sifang City has no prototype, it is purely fabricated