"If you don't have money, why do you take the bus?" "If you don't have money, why dare you talk to me about the bad fate!" "What, if you have fate, come to meet thousands of miles apart, then you will have to wait for the fare of this dollar for a thousand years!"

The ticket salesman shouted loudly, his anger and bloody sounded like thunder. At first, Zhang San wanted to tell a few words, but then he had to nod.

After finally waiting for the ticket salesman to finish his work, the car door was half opened, and Zhang San quickly went down in a mess.

"My God! If this ticket salesman could perform at such a level just now, I would have the position to take action, which would be comparable to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!" Zhang San's face turned red, and he began to comfort the depression just now.

But it was really speechless to encounter such a thing when I took the bus for the last time.

"Young man, wait!" Zhang San, who was escaping quickly, turned around habitually, but it was the nagging uncle.

"Hello, uncle!" Zhang San walked over and saw the old man greeting him.

"Young man, it's pretty good! I remember the time..." The old man seemed very satisfied with Zhang San's attitude, touched his three-inch beard and said with a laugh.

However, Zhang San narrowed his eyes, but he didn't want to waste his last time on the old man who accompanied him, and repeatedly said, "Hello, uncle!"

"Okay, okay..." The old man couldn't react a little.

"Goodbye, uncle!" Zhang San did not look back and quickly left, leaving only a sigh behind him.

Seeing Zhang San's sudden departure, the old man whispered in a complicated look.

"It's spiritual, but it's not rooted!" The voice came out, causing Zhang San to frown when he left.

"This old man!"

"Around 2 o'clock on October 15th, eighteen light pillars appeared mysteriously in the sky at the top of Jiulong Mountain, making it impossible for pedestrians to see clearly, and lasted for half a minute." Dixing Yan Kingdom Record.

Huaxi Town is a remote town in the Ming Dynasty. It is located in a place that is poor and bad, and it is rare for outsiders to see it. As the only inn in the town, "has guests come" and most of the time it is done by neighbors.

"Zhang San, a guest is here!" The shopkeeper's smart eyes glared and glared, the young man who was dozing off immediately became energetic.

Looking at the unrestrained face at the door, he looked in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance but a different temperament.

Zhang San was a little confused, but he smiled like a profession on his face.

"Welcome, welcome! The guest came from afar. It's a great honor for the shop. I don't know if the guest wants to stay in the hotel or eat."

The man ignored Zhang San and placed a ingot of silver on the shopkeeper's desk, "stay in a restaurant and eat."

The voice was cold, as if he didn't want to say a word.

The shopkeeper and Zhang San swallowed together, and their eyes flashed with golden light when they looked at the man, "Rich man!"

"Zhang San, you're stupid if you haven't brought the uncle to rest!"

"How many uncles are coming from there," Zhang San slandered in his heart, but said in his mouth.

"Master, please..."

The moon rabbit rose, and the hazy moonlight shone around. Zhang San couldn't help but yawn, looking at the shopkeeper who was still making plans, he said with a flattering smile.

"Shopkeeper, today's business is good!"

The familiar light shone on Zhang San's face. The shopkeeper glanced at his eyes, shook his body, and placed a string of copper coins on the table, "Take it!"

"Thank you, the shopkeeper, thank you!" "Oh! Old Lady Li, it's a blessing to be able to pick up your son."

"Look at what you said, the shopkeeper, if you want to say that the blessings are all given to you by the shopkeeper!"

"Haha, I don't know that you, a boy who has lost his memory and only knows his name, have the thoughts from where you are, your mouth seems to be touching "honey"."

...

"It seems that Li's mother has the money for medicine this month," Zhang San stepped on the street, and couldn't help but relax and his pace became lighter and he became more and more brisk.

This is a thatched hut near the city wall. Under the moonlight at night, a faint candlelight in the distance looks a little dazed.

"Mother Li, I'm back!" Zhang San pushed open the grass door and whispered.

"San'er, I'm back. Cough cough..." Li's mother calmed down and looked at Zhang San, and said with a kind smile, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll go and warm you up."

Zhang San quickly helped Li's mother who stood up and sat down, "Mother Li, don't be tired, take a break early, I've eaten."

As he said that, Zhang San took out a hanging of copper coins from his arms and handed them to Li's mother, "Mother, this is my salary for the next month of my prepayment of the shopkeeper, you will collect it."

"San'er, this..." Li's mother seemed a little hesitant, "It's a fate that I saved you. You don't have to do too much for me, the old woman and the evil son. I pity my evil son if I have a little filial piety, I will rest in peace."

Speaking of the sadness, Li's mother suddenly burst into tears, which made Zhang San feel heartbroken.

"Oh, Mother Li, even if you are my brother, what I do is worthy of!" Zhang San quickly persuaded, and after saying that, he settled down to sleep with Mother Li.

Seeing Li's mother sleeping quietly, Zhang San's brows slowly frowned, and after blowing out the light, he went out.

Sure enough, before Zhang San could take a few steps, a voice suddenly came.

"Third brother, third brother..." The voice was a little bitter.

Zhang San turned around and looked at the blurry figure under the moonlight.

"Brother Li, you are... troubleing Li's mother again!"

After the voice was spoken, it became deeper and deeper, and the "Brother Li" who had originally started to walk over even more shaking his body and did not dare to speak.

"Tell me, what's the matter!" Zhang San said helplessly after a long time. "Brother Li" with this personality made him not know whether what he is doing is right or wrong.

"That Wang Lai..., the design made me lose a lot..., I, now I want to pull your sister-in-law to pay off the debt!" Brother Li's voice paused, intermittently, and finished everything.

Zhang San couldn't help but frown, "Wang Lai is just a hooligan, and he acts as a blessing because his brother-in-law is the mayor. What do you want?"

"I, I don't know!" Wang Lan replied. "I just want your sister-in-law..."

"Then why are you still gambling? I have helped you three times. The last time I also said not to bother Li's mother again. Her health is not good." Zhang San's words became more and more annoyed.

"Third brother..." Cui Ran burst into tears in his voice

"Don't say it."

Zhang San watched coldly, "If you are talking about it, cut off a finger yourself."

"Ah! Third brother, you..."

"If you want fingers or your own wife." Zhang San was cold and forced himself to make up, took out a knife from his arms and threw it on the ground.

The cold wind blew, and as "Brother Li" looked red in the moonlight, Zhang San was not urging him.

"I want, my wife!" "Brother Li's eyes were bloody and it seemed that he had been under a lot of pressure. He suddenly shouted, closed his eyes, picked up the knife on the ground, and slashed it down.

Zhang San looked at "Brother Li"'s actions.

"Oh! It seems that you are finally a little bloody." Finally stopped him at the last moment.

"Brother Li" looked at Zhang San's phantom-like figure, which was stacked like ghosts in the moonlight. He couldn't help but think of Zhang San's past events, and his heart felt numb and calmed down.

Taking back the knife from Brother Li’s hand, Zhang San patted Brother Li’s shoulder and turned around and left.

"You haven't seen Li's mother for a long time. Go in and take good care of her. After all, you are her biological son!"

On the way, the moonlight was as bright as a flower. Zhang San shrank his body with a little chill, but his heart even more.

"This place is not my home after all, and it's time to leave. After this matter is over..."

Seeing that he arrived at the place, Zhang San was a little sad and stopped talking to himself, but raised his foot and kicked at a wooden door with the plaque of the royal palace.

Only the sound of "bumping" sounded, making this quiet night more noisy.

With the sound of hurrying footsteps in the room, it sounded.

"Who!" someone asked immediately.

"Zhang San is visiting"!
Chapter completed!