When the train arrived, Cao Yanhua excitedly left the station with his backpack.

Last night, a small accident occurred in the carriage. There was a railway robbery and was also very brave. It was probably plucked all the way from the front of the car, carrying a bag used to cover it, and packing more than a dozen wallets that were plucked.

Half of it was back and half of it was lack of vision, and he bumped into Mr. Cao from Jiefangbei head-on.

Isn’t this a big axe in front of Lu Ban’s door?

Who is Cao Yanhua? The master of the master has already smelled the thief in about ten steps. Then, look at the man's expression, body movements, eye patrol and vigilant route - Damn! It was simply trained by his Cao's burglary standard tutorial.

Let you see what the great master of the industry is, the Beidou on Mount Tai!

Cao Yanhua remained silent and waited for the man's hand to slant his inner pocket of his clothes, and he squeezed his arm with force.

The man twitched back, and his face turned pale immediately.

Cao Yanhua glared at his eyes: What does it mean? Why are you touching my arms with your hands? Is it sexually irritating?

If you are taking the right step, if you say you are catching a thief, others may not dare to come forward. When you say you are harassed, the people in the half-carriage surrounded him excitedly. The inside and the outside are three layers, and the water is not clear. Seeing this thief, it is difficult to fly even if he has wings.

The audience arrived, and it was time to add another fire. Cao Yanhua pretended to be tugging with the man. While "fighting", he "accidentally" lifted the man's bag upwards, and more than a dozen wallets fell all over the floor.

After a second or two of silence, someone suddenly screamed in the crowd: "That's my wallet! Thieves!"

...

The police officers came and the thief was taken away. For the first time in his life, Cao Yanhua followed the police arrogantly to cooperate with the situation. The lost and found items were broadcast on the train. The owners came to claim their wallets and thanked Cao Yanhua repeatedly. The old couple also held him and refused to let him go. They must make up for his sleeper berth.

Cao Yanhua felt sweet in his heart. After pretending to be polite and refused a few words, he happily accepted it.

Sleeping on the sleeper, I also had a sweet dream.

——This train was renamed, specifically named after him, "Yan Hua". His photos were also posted in the carriage. On the photo, there was a big red flower of honor on his chest.

——At the crowded commendation conference, the host Bai Yansong held the microphone and said with emotion: "Below, let us welcome the top ten people who moved China, the highest number of votes elected - Cao Yanhua!"

Facing the lights and applause, he came to the stage.

Host: "Many viewers wrote to you, wanting to know what kind of profession is such a hero in real life. How could he have such great courage to stand up in the face of a brutal thief?"

Cao Yanhua: "I am an actor, to be precise, a kung fu actor."

There was a sound of surprise in the audience.

Host: "Strangely, the audience seems to have never seen your work..."

Cao Yanhua: "I just started my master. My master Mu Dai is a respected old man..."

The camera cuts to the audience, with a head of gorgeous hair, with happy wrinkles on the corners of eyes, and tears of pride flashing in their eyes.

"My master said that if you don't have the ability to practice ten years, you will not be qualified to tell others that you know how to do kung fu - I have always kept this in mind."

Host: "It seems that you have already started your career now. So, will we have the opportunity to appreciate your works in the future?"

Cao Yanhua: "Of course, I just completed a collaboration with Jackie Chan. I will meet you soon..."

...

What a pity that the train arrived at the station like this.

Cao Yanhua stretched his neck and tiptoed to search among the crowded crowd of people who took the station. Finally, he saw Mu Dayi and waved to him with his arms raised.

Cao Yanhua followed Mu Dai out in high spirits: "Little Master, where is my little brother Luo?"

Mu Daya stopped: "Cao Pangpang, I'm here to pick you up because I just want to tell you in advance."

What did you say? Why did you become solemn?

"Luo Ren has not been in good spirits these two days. You should take care of his emotions appropriately. If you can stop talking, you will not speak. You should also be happy to speak."

Cao Yanhua wondered: "What's wrong with my little brother Luo?"

"Not much."

Cao Yanhua muttered in his heart, and then he realized that Muyo was not in a good mood, and he was a little depressed.

When I got into the car, I felt that the air pressure in the car was several degrees lower than outside. Luo Ren did not speak, and Mu Daye did not speak. The car went on the provincial road and rushed all the way. There were many Yi people in this area, and the landscape and culture were different from that of Lijiang. I saw the sharply cut rivers, endless mountains, and layers of terraces.

Cao Yanhua couldn't hold back and said nothing. Brother Luo and his master must have had a quarrel. He should find a way to liven up the atmosphere - not to mention that he wanted to throw out the bricks and show off what happened last night.

"My little master, I just sent a message with my brother San San that the long-distance bus is slower than the train, but he said that he can arrive later today."

"Um."

"Brother Sansan said, my pheasant is pretty good, but I like to be a little quarrel--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"I still want a name?"

"Of course! Pets."

“Stir-fried spicy chicken.”

Cao Yanhua didn't react, but Luo Ren was driving and couldn't help but bent the corners of his mouth.

Cao Yanhua was angry: "My little master, how can you call it fried spicy chicken? You call it fried spicy chicken all day long. Don't the chickens have psychological shadows?"

Mu Dai snorted: "Isn't chicken just for eating? If it escapes such a fate, it will inevitably become impetuous and proud. Give it such a name and remind it of its duty at all times."

"I don't think it's good."

Mu Dai glanced at Cao Yanhua from the rearview mirror in the car: Of course you think it is not good. As soon as you open your mouth, you will know what you want to say and ask for other people's opinions. Have you long thought about what name you have chosen?

As expected, Cao Yanhua changed his mind.

"My little master, didn't you say that you can't lie when you meet my Grand Master Meihua Jiuniang? At that time, Grand Master will definitely know that I have been a thief - I have to show her that I have long regretted..."

"In order to always remember the mistaken experience of taking the wrong path in Jiefang Monument and always encourage myself to keep my past and future affairs in mind, I decided to name it Cao Jiefang."

Kiyo sat in the passenger seat and couldn't help rolling his eyes, trying to say something to choke him, but the phone rang.

It was not hers, but coincidence that Cao Yanhua and Luo Ren's phones rang, and the phone rings came one after another.

Luo Ren answered the phone with a concise and calm expression, with only a few numbers: "Yes, okay, okay."

Cao Yanhua is different, he is chattering, his tone is very irritating, and he is very angry: "What kind of insurance? Don't buy! Don't buy! Don't buy!"

I hung up the phone and was still angry: "I don't know what membership I was leaking my information when I was working on. Is there any guarantee for consumers now?"

He poked it with his mobile phone again: "Look at Baidu to check what pheasants eat, do you want to buy a nest for us to liberate..."

Insurance?

Why do these two words sound so friendly and familiar?

Mu Day suddenly remembered something, and sat up and turned his head back.

"Insurance?"

"Yeah, where."

Cao Yanhua was careless, and his thick and short fingers were slid on the phone screen.

"The woman called?"

"Yeah."

“Is it from Atlantic Life Insurance Company?”

"I didn't hear clearly which foreigner it was. Anyway, they're all lie..."

Mu Dai was so angry that he poked Cao Yanhua's forehead with his finger and poked him on the back of the seat: "Just hold your Cao Jiefang and live with you!"

Cao Yanhua inexplicably said: "What's wrong?"

Kiyo Hen, just as he was about to say something, the car slowed down, and then slowly stopped on the side of the road.

Luo Ren lowered his head, looked at the phone in his hand, and frowned.

Kiyo wondered: "What's wrong?"

"The photo sent by Aoki, someone took a photo of Cheetah's subordinates and appeared in an ancient town in Zhejiang."

He handed the phone to Kiyo.

In the picture, there is an ordinary man wearing a white sweatshirt and camel-colored shorts, sitting cross-legged on the stone bridge, grinning and gestures with "yes".

You can't see fierceness or cruelty, and you can't see cruelty in the crowd, like a vague tourist, completely unattractive - but it's often this kind of person that makes you unable to raise your expectations and be prepared for it.

Cao Yanhua didn't know what green wood cheetahs were, but he didn't want to miss it when he saw it. He quickly squeezed his head: "What? Let me see."

Kiyo put his palm against his forehead and pushed him back: "Go to go."

"No, don't, I see it, something is wrong, I see it's wrong!"

While Kiyo was stunned, he stretched out his hand and snatched his phone away.

Then he was proud, leaning on the back of the seat, crossing his legs, and slowly enlarging the picture: "What's so good about this? This man looks like selling potatoes, and can he be a subordinate? Huh..."

Kiyo was not angry: "Give me back."

Cao Yanhua wanted to hide, but Mu Dai stretched out his arms and brought a small captain. What happened before Cao Yanhua made a mistake, and his hands were empty.

He was a little confused. After a while, he suddenly realized the taste: "No, little master, little brother Luo, show me again. It seems that I have really seen it somewhere..."

His tone did not seem to be a fraud or a false statement. Luo Ren and Mu Dai looked at each other and signaled him.

Cao Yanhua lowered his head, enlarged the photo, and enlarged it until the pixels blurred.

Then look up.

"Brother Luo, do you remember that once, you came to Zheng Bo’s hotel to find me, mentioned the huge underwater painting in Wuzhu Village, and said that the charlatan was in another place, and he also saw the same painting."

Is there anything? Luo Ren suddenly felt a stern in his heart.

I remembered that there is, in Zhejiang, an ancient town, bluestone bridge, and three stone slab paintings, which are even more complete than the one at the bottom of Wuzhu Village.

He remembered that he told Cao Yanhua that this was a local custom. If some crimes were engraved on the bridge board and allowed to be trampled on by others, this evil thing could not happen again. Some even engraved the indifference of men and women, and there were many people who stepped on it.

"Brother Luo, you enlarge the photo and see. The man was sitting on a bluestone board on the butt. The line on the next piece seemed to be the same as the photo you showed me at that time..."

Zhejiang, ancient town, evil sword, cheetah's men...
Chapter completed!