When... when...

In the early morning, the bells of Luohan Temple in Jiangcheng have a long history.

Jiangzhou is located at the intersection of the Yangtze River and the Jialing River. The intersection of the two rivers cuts the land into three parts. A big city is built on the prosperous land called Jiangzhou; there is a small county town called Jiangbei on this plain land, and an inn on the barren land on the other side is called Danzishi.

Jiangbei County where Yang Xi lives is across the river from Jiangzhou City.

This Luohan Temple is located between Qiansi Gate and Chuqi Gate in Jiangzhou City.

It was already early in the morning when Yang Xi returned home after completing the mission. A black coffin was placed in the courtyard and a wreath was piled up by the wall. It must have been the arrangement of Mrs. Ma. He gently pushed open the door of his grandfather's bedroom and saw the mosquito net still hanging beside the bed. He suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Grandpa can't make fake things when he dies.

Yang Xi did not enter the house, turned around and closed the door. After a busy day, she was both sad and hungry, so she went back to the house and changed into a blue shirt and cloth clothes to the back street night market. She had to change her clothes. She wore the uniform of the Jinyiwei and went to the stall for dinner and the boss dared not collect money. Yang Xi was not a person who was greedy for this money, so she changed into daily dress.

Jiangbei County relies on water to draw water, and the three cities on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are water transport terminals. As the water transportation center of Bajun, the dock is very busy even at night.

The back street is where people from Xialiba gather at a midnight snack. The food here is very rough. Dock workers mostly use animal offals that cannot be sold, plus chili peppers to remove the fishy smell, and mix and cook them together. Yang Xi is not used to this kind of food.

He came to find a night stall where he was looking for a night stall. He had eaten a night stand in the back street. The thin skin wrapped in meat and vegetables each accounted for half of the proportion. The soup was made of crushed chicken bones, sprinkled with green green scallions and accompanied by a unique flavor in the soup.

For grandpa, it is still not as good as the old man who went up to Hengjie. The crispness of the meat and 100% Puqu is incomparable to the times. The greasy bottle soup is more popular among the elderly.

"Catch the thief! Catch the thief."

A voice from far to near came from behind, pulling Yang Xi's thoughts back to reality. When he looked back, a young man rushed towards him in a hurry.

"Get out, get out!"

"Don't make my way!"

The young man's voice was very fast, and the porters on the road were asked to both sides. The young man rushed towards Yang Xi with wide eyes: "Get out, don't you see me?"

The young man thought Yang Xi was blocking the way and rushed over. This kind of farmer's hand gesture was not Yang Xi's opponent. He captured the young man with one grasp.

"Do you know who grandpa is? Grandpa, I, Goulong, is the confidant of Wang Tianlong, the leader of the Grain Boat Gang. You kid are looking for death!"

The Grain and Boat Gang is a martial arts association organization among dock workers. It is the largest gang on both sides of Jiangcheng, with tens of thousands of gangs. The porters on both sides were frightened when they saw Rolling Dragon shouting out the title of Hall Master Wang Tianlong, but they couldn't suppress their curiosity to watch the fun.

Yang Xi said coldly: "When did the thief become so arrogant?"

Then, Yang Xi snatched the purse from Gunlong's arms, and he poured the money into his palm and counted: "8 cents? You kid are too unprofitable, you steal 8 cents?"

"Don't worry about your business, grandson, be careful."

Bang, Yang Xi slapped him, and even a thief dared to annoy him!

Genglong had nosebleeds on his face, and he covered his face and shouted anxiously: "You fucking hit someone!"

Yang Xi asked back: "A thief is also a human being?"

At this moment, the owner who was stolen from the wallet ran forward. He looked at Yang Xi, who was wearing a blue shirt and clothed clothes, then looked back at Gunlong, who was covering his face. When he was about to ask for the wallet, Gunlong cursed: "Grandpa is from the Grain Boat Gang, I am Wang Tianlong's confidant. The famous Gunlong is also the one. Be careful."

The honest owner was just an ordinary worker. The grain ship could not afford to offend him, and he could not afford to offend the owner's people. The owner shrank and buried his head in a hurry. He did not dare to look up, for fear of causing trouble.

"stop!"

Yang Xi called the owner to stop the owner, but the owner was stunned, turned his head and smiled a little ugly. Gunlong heard the words that he had just said clearly. He was afraid of the prestige of the Grain Boat Gang, and the owner dared not do anything. He didn't want 8 cents.

"Your money."

Yang Xi threw the money to the owner, but the owner waved his hands repeatedly and did not dare to take the money bag.

With a jingle, the purse fell to the ground, and the owner smiled and said, "It's not my money, it's not my money."

Yang Xi pointed at Gunlong: "Didn't he steal your money?"

“No, no.”

"Oh, who is stealing your money?"

"Run in front, run in front."

The genius ran in front, and no one ran in front of Yang Xi when he came to the back street.

"You are fucking sick!" Gunlong saw that the owner was not afraid to admit it. He came to his aura and punched Yang Xi: "Who is the thief? Are you blind?"

Yang Xi turned his head and dodged the punch. Who is the thief, he wouldn't know?

Bang, he slapped again with his backhand.

"You two go to the yamen."

After talking, Yang Xi knew that it was abrupt and went to the yamen in a dark and dark way.

"Yo, you are still a righteous friend. I'm gonna!"

"Dear fellow villagers, please give me a testimony. Today I will take down this kid. Will there be any righteous people going to the yamen to get a certificate tomorrow?"

Yang Xi shouted, no one answered, but Genglong sneered.

Yang Xi looked around, his eyes glanced at everyone, and the onlookers bowed their heads repeatedly. Most of the people here were dock workers, and no one dared to come out to prove it due to the prestige of the grain and ship gang.

"Sun, I'm wronged."

Seeing that the situation was beneficial to him, Gunlong struggled hard for a few times to get rid of Yang Xi's shackles, but he couldn't break free. "Suncle, don't blame the good guys, I'm not a thief! Please make the decision for me, fellow villagers."

"Make the decision?" Yang Xi looked at the greasy and dirty wallet and asked, "The people from the Grain Boat Gang aren't they?"

The dragon who was held and kneeled on the ground shouted viciously: "I know how powerful my grandfather is!"

"Have you dealt with tinea oil recently?"

"Training harsh oil is the business of this group of people. How could I commit myself to doing rough work?"

"No, not bad. I saw that you were dressed cleanly and didn't look like a man who did rough work. This wallet was greasy and dirty, which fit the dress of the man in front of you. How could you have such a dirty thing?"

The owner wiped the oil stains on the corner of his clothes. The purse was his purse. He was not a worker who carried harsh oil, but he was also a rough man. He was the kitchen mate in the largest restaurant in the town.

"So what's clean, so what's dirty? I'm farting and making him dirty, how about it? Ask him, am I a thief?"

The owner saw Gunlong pointing at him and said, "This guy is not a thief, he is really not a thief!"

"Can you earn eight cents a day with your hard work? Are you willing to feed the dog like this?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The owner was imposing. He was afraid of the people from the grain boat gang. He was not afraid of the ordinary young man in front of him. The owner shouted: "I was the one who was stolen. I would not know who stolen the money! Anyway, it was not him! What you did was so heartbreaking. Judging from your handsome talent, you would never have thought of accusing a good person!"

"Haha, I'm wronged? You've used the word "Xinhan" well! Unfortunately, you are not the only one chasing the thief." At this time, Yang Xi pointed to the person dressed by the storyteller and asked, "You also caught up from behind. Is he a thief?"

Storytellers and dock workers are not in the same business as the owner. This storyteller caught up with him at the same time. Yang Xi estimated that he would probably tell the truth.

The storyteller smiled and said, "Young man is not a thief, the thief goes forward."

"you!"

Yang Xi was a little angry and relaxed his hand and let go of the Rolling Dragon. Who are they? They opened their eyes and talked nonsense under the bright world!

When Gunlong saw Yang Xi lose his mind, he let go of himself. Seeing that he could not beat Yang Xi, he did not dare to stay. He stepped aside and turned around and ran away. Before leaving, he did not forget to pick up the purse on the ground.

"Why don't you admit it?" Yang Xi was very angry. As the Tiqi among the Jinyiwei, he was mainly responsible for intelligence reconnaissance and arresting criminals. He worked on the front line of crimes for a long time and could be in danger of life at any time. What is he doing this for? It is to fight crime! It is not to shelter crimes for ordinary people!

"What do you recognize? I was not stolen!"

The owner was stubborn and he refused to admit his words.

"Are you sure you haven't been stolen?"

"So what if you steal, so what if you didn't steal? It's nothing to do with you!"

The owner left openly without feeling lost in losing money.
Chapter completed!