One of them was the man he saw who had been beaten by the one-eyed dragon when he first entered the town. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, his face and body were all scarred, and one arm was hung in his neck by a rag, shaking and trembling, and he was terrified.

The other was a half-grown child, dressed and looked like him, almost thin, almost dirty, with a pair of frightened and uneasy little eyes that swirled around the entire Feixian Building, as if he was still afraid that a demon would suddenly come out of somewhere and grab his neck.

The child could be the man's son.

The two of them stood there, like two soldiers who had just lost a battle, looking at Father Qi with an aggrieved and helpless expression, silent.

Father Qi hurriedly walked over, touched the child's head, and then looked at the man again, and said softly: What's wrong with you, let Boss Gan's people beat you again? I have already advised you to be a good man, but you just don't listen, go in and work quickly. You, really.

No wonder there was no helper in the store, it turned out that the guy ran out to gamble and was beaten up.

Father Qi pushed the man to the back hall, and then, muttering, sat down next to Jian Thirty, and said: If it weren't for the pity of his child, I wouldn't have taken him in, knowing that he would lose everything, but he still had to gamble, if he could really make a fortune by gambling, there would be no poor people in the world for a long time.

Jian Thirty wiped his mouth and said, "How did your town come to this?"

Father Qi sighed and said, "It's all those bad people who do it."

Jian Thirty knocked on the bowl and said lightly: There are bad people everywhere, and I haven't seen them make such a mess as in your town.

Father Qi said: Then you still need to say, I have lived here for decades, if there is only one group of bad people, or only one bad person dominates, then Amitabha, who knows that there are two groups of people in this town who are kings and hegemons, and people are panicked and not at peace all day long.

Jian Thirty Dao: Isn't it good that there are no bad people in the world?

Father Qi said: To make this world free of bad people, it is simply a pipe dream.

Jian Thirty bit his chopsticks, thought for a while, and suddenly said: By the way, I have always had a question I want to ask, why is this town called Seven Killings Town?

Father Qi said: Of course, the seven killings are natural disasters, man-made disasters, floods, droughts, locust plagues, a lot of taxes, heavy labor, plus the two bad guys in the town, either of them can kill people, so it is called seven kills.

Jian Thirty swallowed a mouthful of rice, nodded, and said as if he had realized something: Oh, so that's the case, what was this town like before?

Speaking of how it was before, Daddy Qi's eyes immediately radiated brilliance, and he said loudly: It used to be much better, many business travelers did not pass through here, but went to Longhu Beach and the storm, I don't know how peaceful it was here, but later, Longhu Beach and the storm were occupied by those bandits, and those business travelers had to go here.

Sword Thirty Dao: It's good to pass through here, the economy is prosperous.

Father Qi nodded and said: That's right, it was indeed quite prosperous at the beginning, there were buying and selling, and they didn't invade each other, but who knew later, when the Qian gang leader and the Gan gang leader saw the prosperity here, they both ran over to grab the land, fight for business, and disagree with each other. Later, I don't know why, there were floods, droughts, many people died, and even locusts began to flood every year, making the people here miserable, everyone died, and escaped, leaving only us, the old, weak, sick and disabled who could not walk, had to wait here for old death.

Jian Thirty slammed his chopsticks and said: It's ridiculous, prosperity is a good thing, but who knows that it has become a bane, it really doesn't make sense.

Father Qi sighed and said with deep feelings: A good place has become like this, I really don't know how God did it.

He kept sighing at Sword Thirty, and Sword Thirty kept sighing with him while keeping picking up rice in his mouth.

He was so hungry.

When a person is hungry, he often has to put aside the great man, the rivers and lakes to help the weak, and it is the most important thing to fill his stomach.

The theory of Sword Thirty is that to save people, you have to save yourself first, and if you can't save yourself, where is there any effort to save others.

There are only two kinds of people in the world who will put the words "chivalrous man" on their lips all day long, the first kind of person is the real hero, for example, Guo Jing, but unfortunately Guo Daxia has become ancient, and there will never be a second Guo Daxia in the world.

The second type of person is a hero in disguise, such as Liu Qing, who not only harms others and himself, but is also very tired, because before he does everything, he has to consider whether he is in line with the demeanor of a hero, so he will commit such a big crime.

In fact, in general, Liu Qing can't be regarded as a bad person, but he cares too much about his hero's face.

The so-called wicked have their own evil retribution, so although Jian Thirty's martial arts skills are not as good as Liu Qing's, Liu Qing finally died under the sword of Jian Thirty.

And Sword Thirty is completely different.

He is neither a real hero, nor does he like to disguise himself as a hero, besides, he has never admitted that he is a hero, and others think that he is a hero, so his principle in the matter of emergency rescue is to save himself first.

Therefore, when he is hungry, his first priority is to fill his stomach first, and when his stomach is not full, he doesn't care if the sky falls.

As for Daddy Qi, at this time, he seemed to have seen what kind of person Jian Thirty was, so he sighed half because he was angry at Jian Thirty's appearance, and half because God didn't open his eyes.

I really don't know what happened to God, who made a prosperous town into what it is now, alas, if it goes on like this, it seems that even he will have to buy a coffin in the coffin shop next door to send him to the end.

He hadn't gone to buy a coffin yet, but someone next door was already buying a coffin.

A man who could tell from his accent that his brain was a little abnormal was shouting in a thick voice: Hey, the coffin seller.

Hearing the shout, the big mouth of the coffin shop immediately ran out, almost in a flattering tone: Second Master Gan, I don't know what care you have?

The man called Gan Erye said angrily: Big mouth, how many coffins did the brothers of our brothers set up here with you yesterday?

Big Mouth stretched out his finger and said, "Four."

Second Master Gan seemed to be startled by this number, and shouted: What?

Big Mouth also knew that this number made the second master not very happy, because this number was not lucky, and it was too much for him, so he continued: However, Uncle Qian has set six pairs on his side.

Hearing this, Gan Erye first stretched out the four fingers of his left hand, and broke for a long time, and then, he wanted to stretch out six fingers in his right hand, but found that the fingers of his right hand were not enough, so he borrowed one from his left hand, and after comparing four and six carefully, he found that the fingers of his right hand were two more than those of his left hand, so he laughed contentedly, patted his big mouth on the shoulder, and said loudly: Two more people died than us, so we won.

Big Mouth hurriedly nodded and said: Yes, yes, Second Master, you are wise and martial, martial arts, invincible in the world, and you know at a glance that you are ready to win.

Second Master Gan looked at him, and suddenly said coldly: Big mouth, I can tell you, what about the coffin on our side, you must do a better job, what about the coffin over there, just make do with it, do you know?

As if he had received a holy decree, Dazui kept nodding his head and said: Yes, yes, everything is done according to your orders, Second Master.

Then, he wiped his sweat and watched Second Master Gan leave satisfied.