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Folk tales: The god thief Liu, plucking incense to wash his hands; for his son, retire to the rivers and lakes

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First, the son steals his father

Liu Qiliang is a famous thief in the rivers and lakes, who has been traversing the rivers and lakes for fifteen years, and people have given him the nickname "God Thief Liu".

The thief Liu carefully saved eight thousand pieces of ocean, exchanged them for five silver tickets, and was hurrying home.

Without paying attention, a thin child suddenly bumped into the thief Liu.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The child kept apologizing.

"It's all right, you go!" The thief Liu patted the child's shoulder, and the child turned and disappeared into the crowd.

The thief Liu twisted his fingers, and three silver dollars appeared in the palm of his hand. Just now the child bumped into him and stole a silver dollar, and he patted the child's shoulder with one hand. With his other hand, he not only touched his own silver dollars, but also took two of his silver dollars from under the child's belt.

Fifteen years had not returned home, and the thief Liu was a little excited. Just arrived at my door, I was about to knock on the door, when I heard a scream from the house!

The thief Liu withdrew his hand knocking on the door, pulled out a wire in the cuff, unlocked the door, flashed into the courtyard, stuck to the root of the wall, climbed onto the roof, and opened a piece of roof tile.

See a teenage child sitting on the edge of the bed, and a middle-aged woman holding a towel to cover the child with bruises on her face!

This kid is the thief who hit him on the road! After listening for a while, the thief Liu understood that the child did not steal the money and was stolen and beaten by the thief.

After cleaning up the wound, the child should go out and try again while it is dark to see if he can earn a bite to eat.

The middle-aged woman looked at the child's back and sighed.

As soon as he turned back, he saw the thief Liu and was startled: "You, you... You're back! ”

"Lao Tzu's son, how did you become a thief?" Thief Liu asked angrily.

The middle-aged woman listened and said angrily: "You got into a lawsuit and ran out and hid for fifteen years!" I took my child, who was not yet a month old, and struggled for fifteen years. My son is not a thief, what do we eat, do we have to wait for starvation? ”

"When I left, I left you 100 oceans!" The thief Liu roared angrily.

"I don't know who stole it!" Middle-aged women said.

"What is my son's name?"

"With my last name, my name is Qiao Fugui."

The thief Liu stood silently for a long time, stomped his feet out of the door, and plunged into the night.

Folk tales: The god thief Liu, plucking incense to wash his hands; for his son, retire to the rivers and lakes

Second, retire to the rivers and lakes

Three days later, early in the morning, seongnam Land Temple.

Seven sticks of incense were inserted in the incense burner in front of the door, but they were not lit. Three short incense sticks are in the front and four long sticks are in the back.

These seven sticks of incense were inserted by the thief Liu.

Soon, there were rumors on the rivers and lakes that some people wanted to wash their hands in the land temple and retire to the rivers and lakes.

According to the rules of the industry, it's easy to get things, but it's hard to keep things. A notorious thief who wants to wash his hands must keep something for seven days. During these seven days, the enemy who wants to take revenge can steal or cheat. If something you are guarding is taken away by someone else, if you want to kill it, you must listen to it. If you can watch for seven days, from now on, no one can come to seek revenge, this person has nothing to do with the jianghu.

The next day, six words were written next to the incense burner—Golden Silk Armor, Imperial Treasure.

This was left by the enemy of the thief Liu. This means that the thief Liu must guard the treasure of the antique shop "Imperial Treasure Zhai" for seven days.

If he keeps it, the old account of the former enemy will be written off; if he can't keep it, even if the enemy wants his life, he must give it.

Folk tales: The god thief Liu, plucking incense to wash his hands; for his son, retire to the rivers and lakes

Third, the rules of the jianghu

From the first day to the sixth day, the wind and waves were calm.

On the night of the sixth day, the thief Liu stood in front of the shop of Yubaozhai disguised as a beggar, and a one-eyed dragon walked toward him with an umbrella.

"Liu Qiliang, do you still recognize me?"

The god overheard this, looked up, and saw the face of the man under the umbrella: "Big Son Hu..."

"Bearded, ahem, that was fifteen years ago, and now I'm the head of the thief here!" Everyone calls me Ghost Eye. You know why? ”

"Why?"

"Fifteen years ago, you were still my little brother. One night, when you were stealing the Imperial Treasure, you were caught by the night watchman. You couldn't help but beat me up and confess lao tzu to me. The day you climbed the wall in the middle of the night to escape, I was caught in the police station, locked up in prison for three months, and blinded in one eye. ”

"It's me... Sorry for you! The thief Liu said ashamedly.

"After I got out of prison, I looked for you everywhere. I heard that you fled to Tianjin Wei, worshiped Master, and became famous. ”

"That's right."

"Mixed so well, why do you want to wash your hands?" Ghost Eye asked.

"I can't say!" The thief Liu snorted.

"Oh well! You don't say it, and I don't force you to come according to the rules of the jianghu. Tomorrow is the seventh day. I'm sure I'll get the gold wire armor. When the time comes, I will take your life! ”

  1. noon.

A group of three people walked into the Imperial Treasure House. The thief Liu knew that the high man invited by the ghost eye had arrived.

The thief Liu is a famous thief. Something under his nose, that doesn't work. So it can only be a lie.

Because the thief Liu was secretly protecting the golden silk armor, how the imperial treasure was handled by the treasurer of the golden silk armor, the divine thief Liu was uncontrollable.

One of them, who claimed to be The Zhao Butler, shouted loudly to the treasurer, saying that he had taken a fancy to the golden silk armor of the treasure of the town store.

"You're an expert. This piece of gold wire armor is an object of the Tang Dynasty. Li Jing destroyed the Turks in the north, and Emperor Taizong of Tang gave Li Jing his golden silk armor. The treasurer said happily.

"Please quote." Zhao Butler said.

"The treasure of the town store, no counteroffer, fifty thousand oceans!"

"It's not expensive, but I don't know if it's true or not." Zhao Butler touched the armor and said slowly.

"A century-old store, no customers." The treasurer said hurriedly.

"Profiteer, why should I trust you?" Well, I'll put this wrench in your place. I'll take this armor to the ship and show it to my master. If true, I would send a servant to deliver the money and retrieve my wrench. If it's fake, I'll send it back and smash your shop!" Zhao Butler took the wrench from his hand and threw it to the treasurer.

The treasurer looked through the light and found that the wrench was dark green and had a gluttonous ornament on the outside. It is a riding archery device. This is the wrench finger worn on the hand when shooting arrows in ancient times. When opening the bow, embed the bow string into a deep groove on the back to prevent injury to the thumb. Looking at the workmanship, it should be an object of the Han Dynasty, and the inner wall of the wrench finger is engraved with a "Wei" character.

"This is ... Wei..." The treasurer's hand trembled.

"Yes, this is General Wei Qing's wrench for archery!" The price is more than ten times higher than your gold wire armor. Stay here as collateral, you are relieved, right? ”

"Rest assured, rest assured!" The treasurer kept nodding.

"Okay, let's write a note!" Zhao Butler took a pen and paper and wrote a note--borrowed a piece of gold wire armor, pointed out by the Han Dynasty board, worth 300,000 oceans, as collateral.

The treasurer signed the note and sent Zhao Butler and his party out the door.

Liu, the thief guarding the door, quickly followed. The high-ranking man invited by the ghost eye deceived the golden silk armor, and the thief Liu had to steal it back.

The thief Liu saw it very clearly. That wrench finger just now is not a fake, it is a real Product of the Han Dynasty! I really can't believe that this tall man really spent a lot of money in order to deceive the gold wire armor.

Zhao Butler walked out of the Imperial Treasure Hall carrying the golden silk armor and got into the rickshaw that had long been parked there. The coachman lowered his head and ran quickly along the street, followed by the thief Liu Yilu behind.

The coachman's physical strength was good, and he kept on the street, running back and forth seven or eight times. Even if the divine thief Liu had the ability to steal the heavens, he could not steal the golden silk armor from the front. After running back and forth a few more times, Zhao Butler returned to the door of The Imperial Treasure House, got off the rickshaw, entered the lobby of the Royal Treasure House, and put the gold wire armor on the counter.

"Our old man said that this gold wire armor was real. I brought three hundred thousand taels of silver tickets. Give me back my wrench. This is the word for you, let's pay with one hand and deliver the goods with one hand! Zhao Butler said loudly.

The thief Outside the door, Liu, felt very strange, why should he return the golden silk armor? At this time, only listening to the sound of "fluttering", the treasurer of the Imperial Treasure Zhai suddenly knelt on the ground: "Zhao Butler, I'm sorry, the wrench finger was stolen by the thieves..."

"Stolen?" Zhao Butler shouted.

"Just now there was a bunch of guests, people coming and going. The wrench finger is well worn on my hand, I don't know how? It's gone..." the treasurer said with tears in his eyes.

Zhao Butler stopped doing it and immediately shouted to report to the officials. The treasurer grabbed Zhao Butler's thigh and said, "Zhao Butler, you have a written evidence, and I will also lose the case when I see the official!" Three hundred thousand, I can't afford it in ten lifetimes. You see this, this store also sends you, you raise your hands high, let me go, right? ”

Zhao Butler thought for a moment and said, "Okay! It's not easy for you. The gold wire armor remains, the deed to me, you pack up your things, roll fast. ”

The thief Liu stood outside the door, instantly understood, and was deceived.

Just as he was running with the rickshaw, the thief under the ghost eye stole the wrench. Later, The Zhao butler returned with the note to blackmail, and the treasurer was forced to hand over the gold wire armor to the Zhao butler.

The thief Liu lost!

Folk tales: The god thief Liu, plucking incense to wash his hands; for his son, retire to the rivers and lakes

Four. Admit to losing

It was overcast and heavy rain was coming.

The ghost eye held up the umbrella, lowered his head and looked coldly at the thief Liu in front of him, "Liu Qi'er, do you accept defeat?" ”

"Serve!"

"People in the rivers and lakes, the rules are greater than the sky." Ghost Eye said word by word, and then threw the dagger in front of the thief Liu, "Fifteen years ago, you hurt me and lost an eye, and now even with the benefits, I want you a pair of hands, not too much!" ”

"Not too much!" The thief Liu snorted, broke the tendon of his left hand, and bit the dagger in his mouth, just about to pick his right hand.

Only to hear the ghost eye shouting, "Wait, keep your right hand first." I want my little brothers to see what happened to me! ”

As soon as he heard a "thud", the thief Liu knelt in front of the ghost eye: "Ghost eye, I can give my life to you, so don't let your little brother see me."

"Why?" Ghost Eyes were puzzled.

"Qiao Fugui, it's my son!" Thief Liu looked up at the ghost eyes.

"Is that why you wash your hands?"

"I've been a thief for fifteen years, and I know it's not the right way. I don't want my son to be a thief too. When I'm old, I have to set an example for my son! ”

Heavy rain poured down, and the blood of the thief Liu was washed all over the ground by the rain.

After a long silence, ghost eyes sighed and said, "Let's go!" One hand is enough, I don't want interest! ”

"Why?" Thief Liu asked.

"I also have a nine-year-old son. I understand your thoughts. The ghost eye blinked his somewhat dry eyelids and shook his hand to the thief Liu.

The thief Liu got up and shook away. From this moment on, there was no longer a thief Liu in the jianghu!

The next day, there was a rumor in the jianghu that the thief Liu kept the golden silk armor for seven days, and no one could steal it. Wash your hands and exit the jianghu.

Folk tales: The god thief Liu, plucking incense to wash his hands; for his son, retire to the rivers and lakes

Fifth, I am your father

Qiao Fugui wandered around the dock with his head down when he saw a merchant walking in front of him, and he was about to crash into it. Suddenly, a hand grabbed Qiao Fugui's shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Who are you? Qiao Fugui struggled and shouted.

"Stop being a thief!"

"My dad doesn't care about me!"

"Do you know your father?"

"I don't know, but my dad is a thief." I'm not a thief, what can I do? ”

"Today, I will let you know, I am your father!" After speaking, the man held out his right hand, slapped it on Qiao Fugui's neck, pointed at the stumbling Qiao Fugui, and said loudly, "Remember this face, I am your father, Liu Qiliang, who has been wandering outside for more than ten years." Now I am the man on this dock, and I eat with my strength. I am a minner, not a thief!

"Today, I should do three things; first, I can't be a thief anymore; second, I'll give you money, and tomorrow you'll go to school; third, from now on, your surname will be Liu Fugui!" Three things, but if there is one thing you can't do, I'll break your leg! ”

Qiao Fugui could not react for a moment, his mind was blank, and he walked home with Liu Qiliang in a confused way. Qiao Fugui looked at this father who came out of nowhere in confusion, his left hand hanging under his elbow, and seemed to be shaking all the time...

Folk tales: The god thief Liu, plucking incense to wash his hands; for his son, retire to the rivers and lakes

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