The silly boy, Mr.
Chi, is dozens of times older than Uncle Wan, but now he is being called a silly boy.
I don’t know what he should feel.
Seeing that the customers in the courtyard had almost dispersed, I said to Uncle Wan, "If nothing happens, I'll go back first."
Uncle Wan's attention was entirely focused on Mr.
Chi.
After hearing what I said, he came back to his senses and said, "Oh, okay, you can go ahead and chat with me when you have time."
I smiled, turned around and left.
During this period of time, I went to Uncle Wan’s roast duck restaurant not once or twice to inquire about the situation.
I never felt anything strange when I came here before, but this time, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, but I couldn’t tell.
Find out what's wrong.
As soon as I returned to Shijia's old store, Pragmatic turned to me and asked, "Is there anything going on?"
I thought for a while and said, "It doesn't seem to be the case."
Practical frowned: "What does it mean?"
I said, "I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't tell what the problem is.
By the way, the business of the roast duck restaurant is a bit deserted today, there are only a few scattered customers."
Practical thought of something and immediately asked: "What kind of customer?"
When he asked, I didn't know how to answer: "I'm just a customer buying roast duck, what's wrong?"
He didn't bother to explain much, so he quickly took off his sleeves and ran out of the store.
I didn't dare to hesitate and followed him immediately.
He rushed to the entrance of the compound, and then kept looking at the road.
I was curious, so I asked him from the side: "Uncle Six, what are you looking for?"
Pragmatically let out a long sigh from his nose, turned to me and said something that didn't start or end: "You are so scheming, sooner or later you will be eaten up to the point where not even the bones are left.
Look at your phone, 2 Did you send a text message?"
I had muted my phone before, but now I took it out and saw that there were more than a dozen text messages in the text box.
Needless to say, they must all be from the second master.
I didn't answer the first time he called.
He would definitely send a text message and ask me to call him back.
I didn't reply to this text message.
I guess the subsequent messages he sent were all scolding me.
Therefore, I am not going to open it and look at it.
Pragmatically came over and looked at the phone screen, and then said to me: "Zhuo Chenzi is coming."
"How did you know he was coming?"
"You're stupid.
You've really lost your mind.
Don't you think about it.
Lao Wan's business has always been very good.
Why has it become deserted today?"
"What you think is that Zhuochenzi did something in his shop."
"It's not that he did anything in his shop, but he did something in the entire northern district of the city.
He must have used a great trick to cut off the fortunes of various merchants in the northern district.
But if there is a monster hiding in the house, nothing will happen to him for a whole day.
Business.
The customers you saw in Lao Wan's store just now are all from Zhuochenzi.
They sensed something unusual and came here to check the situation. " "Then what to do now is really hard to do.
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Let's send Mr.
Chi out of the city."
Hearing what I said, Yong Yong became anxious on the spot: "You have to tell me a few times to understand that Zhuo Chenzi came to Bohai Bay to capture the fox demon.
This was originally their internal matter at Chiyun Peak.
The time has not come yet.
It is absolutely impossible."
Can't interfere."
I was also a little annoyed: "You always say that the time has not come yet.
I really don't understand what you are thinking about.
Could it be that we have to wait until Mr.
Chi is killed by Zhuo Chenzi before we can take action?"
Pragmatically, he was about to speak, but he didn't expect a heavy breath to come up and suppress his lungs, followed by a rapid cough.
I quickly stepped forward and patted his back gently to calm him down.
It took a while for Pragmatic to calm down, and then he waved his hand to indicate that I didn't need to slap him any more.
I took out a pack of tissues from my pocket and handed it to him.
He wiped his mouth and said to me: "If not, you must not forget that your biggest opponent now is not Zhuo Chenzi, but Ren Rushi.
In Bohai Bay, there are eyeliners everywhere, even if you want to By secretly sending the fox demon away, you can hide it from Zhuo Chenzi for a while, but sooner or later you will tell him the truth.
If he goes to your house to make trouble, how will you end it?
If you apply pressure, have you ever thought about what to do?"
I nodded: "I have thought about all this, but I just don't want to watch Mr.
Chi suffer like this.
He is not a bad person and should not suffer such a disaster."
Practical stared at me for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you won't let the old fox make any mistakes."
I sighed: "Okay, I believe you."
Pragmatic still seemed a little worried, and then said: "Since you believe me, then you should listen to me, when the time comes."
"Oh, I understand.
You must not interfere before the time comes."
"It's good that you know."
After saying that, Pragmatic glanced at the road again, finally shook his head and walked into the grain bureau compound.
I followed back to the store, and then I cut and washed vegetables.
I was busy with other things.
I never mentioned a word about Mr.
Chi again.
Since I chose to trust him, I kept suppressing the doubts in my heart.
No more questions.
During this period, I would light up the screen of my phone from time to time, and the small number on the text message box was still growing.
I guess if the second master appeared in front of me now, he would definitely eat me.
At night, the old alley was brightly lit.
Pragmatic dismissed the guys early and sat alone in the yard, staring at the stars in a daze.
I came out with a few dishes, put the rice on the table, and asked, "Is Zhuochenzi coming soon?"
Pragmatic didn’t answer, and just asked me: “How long has it been since the second master sent you a message?”
"The last text message was sent around seven o'clock, and they haven't contacted me since."
Practical smiled helplessly and picked up the chopsticks.
I refused to give up and asked again: "Is Zhuo Chenzi coming soon?"
Practical raised his eyebrows and glanced in my direction: "Wait a moment."
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After a while, he asked me again: "You have been here for a while, haven't you found any problems?"
I said, "Why not?
If I guessed correctly, except for Mr.
Wan and Boss Weng of the hot pot restaurant, the people doing business here are all half-experienced."
Pragmatically smiled: "Actually, you're not stupid, you just can't calm down sometimes and are too impatient."
I frowned: "When will Zhuochenzi come?"
Practical: "What are you in a hurry for?"
"I just don't worry about Mr.
Chi."
"It's useless to worry about it all the time.
It's better to calm down and eat well."
As he spoke, Pragmatic moved his chopsticks and started eating silently.
I had no appetite, so I just sat there and let time pass by little by little.
A little after nine o'clock, the diners in the courtyard left in twos and threes, the shops were closed, and the lights that filled the night sky dimmed little by little.
Pragmatically cleared the last plate of food, stood up slowly, looked at the night sky and said, "Here comes one."
I couldn't help but wonder: "What does it mean when someone comes?"
Pragmatically said: "Zhuo Chenzi is here."
Before she could finish her words, I felt a strong aura rising in the courtyard.
I could sense this aura, and so could Pragmatic.
He immediately ran to the kitchen and turned off the light, then ran to the small room on the west side of the yard and took out an ironwood bow and a quiver of arrows.
The bow was very old, but it was very well maintained.
If it weren't for the fragrance emanating from the bow, you wouldn't have known it was an antique.
There are twenty-three feathers inserted upside down in the quiver, and finely textured talismans can be seen on each one.
Pragmatically, I pulled out an arrow, and under the moonlight, I took a closer look at the arrowhead.
I saw that the arrowhead was toothed and there was a narrow barb behind the blade.
When I first came to the store, when I saw the words "Shijia Old Store", I felt a flash of inspiration in my head, but it was just a flash.
I wanted to capture it, but this flash of inspiration came in the blink of an eye.
Just disappeared.
It wasn't until I saw this arrowhead that I suddenly remembered that this was the seven-edged wolf-fang arrow mentioned in the Chen family's classics.
From ancient times to the present, only the Lingnan Shi family could create such a thing.
Like the Chen family, the Lingnan Shi family also came from a military background.
Before the Tang and Song Dynasties, the Shi family's reputation in the industry even surpassed the Chen family for a time.
However, in the late Southern Song Dynasty, most of the Shi family members were involved in the Yashan naval battle.
He died and then gradually declined.
At this time, Pragmatic has condensed a stream of telepathy and carefully injected it into the arrow cluster.
After having been with him for so long, this is the first time I have seen him concentrating his mental power.
I have to say that in terms of the purity and practicality of his mental power, it has far surpassed that of my uncle Zhang Zizheng.
This cultivation level is definitely second to none in the entire Zhang family. .
Even without this level of cultivation, just relying on the ancestral archery skills of the Shi family is enough for him to carve a niche in the industry.
My sixth uncle is quite hidden.
After all the twenty-three wolf-fang arrows were injected with telekinesis, Practicality carefully pushed open the courtyard door and took me, tiptoeing, to the entrance of the alley.
He pressed his body against the brick wall on the left side of the alley, stretched his head and looked outside, then turned back and made a silencing gesture to me.
I also slowly approached the intersection and glanced into the yard.
The moonlight was clear and there was no one in the huge yard.
Not long after, there were rapid footsteps in the alley next door.
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Uncle Wan trotted out of the alley.
Before he could run far, he stopped again, turned around and shouted into the alley: "What's wrong?"
Yes, come out."
Then I heard Mr.
Chi respond in the alley: "I can't get out."
"This kid, what are you talking about?"
Uncle Wan muttered as he ran to the entrance of the alley.
Judging from his actions, he must have stretched out his hand to pull Mr.
Chi away.
After a short while, I heard Uncle Wan yell again: "You are evil, why don't you move your legs?"
Then I heard Mr.
Chi's panicked cry: "I can't touch Old Man Wan, please leave quickly":