Chapter 11 Chapter 10: Red Bandits in Four Directions

There was a lot of voices in the bus, as if something serious had happened, I was about to ask what was wrong, when Li Xiuzhu said that we encountered bandits.After hearing this, I wondered, this is the 1990s, and there are still bandits in the mountains. This trip to Menghai really opened my eyes.In fact, I have also heard before that there were still bandits in the border areas of Guangxi, Yunnan, and Tibet at the end of the 20th century, but the government did not manage them well. Zhao Shuai couldn't bear it, and his face turned pale. Regardless of whether the culprits were from the European and American empires or the Japanese devils, they all stepped aside first, and it would not be too late to rob him after he vomited.Li Xiuzhu said nervously that this group of people were Red Seal bandits from all over the world. They were idle local thieves who liked to block passing vehicles with their masks on. The usual method was to block the road with a tractor.The reason why they are called Quartet Red Seal Bandits is that after these gangsters rob money, they don’t kill people, but they will give people a square red seal with eight words printed on it: money is useless, life is the greatest.Because the Red Seal bandits in all directions are masked, they don't kill anyone, and they live in the border mountains, so they have been at large and it is difficult to eradicate them.This group of gangsters had been at large for more than ten years, and Li Xiuzhu's family had been robbed. Thinking of these things, he couldn't help but feel angry.

I gritted my teeth when I heard that, I have always wanted to rob a rich man before, but I didn't expect to be robbed by someone else today. It seems that even evil thoughts will be punished.The driver tried to reverse the train and escape, but the road was like a single-plank bridge, and the car would turn over the cliff before turning around.Seeing that it was futile, the driver gave up his resistance and obediently let him go.There were ten Red Seal bandits in the four directions. They held sharp machetes, shouted at the passengers to get off the bus, and honestly handed over their belongings.

Zhao Shuai and I were very practical, and immediately wanted to exchange money for our lives after getting out of the car, but Li Xiuzhu refused to hand over the money she had saved from selling herself for many years.I know that this money is very important to Li Xiuzhu, even more important than her life, unless she dies, she will never let it go.I was impatient and wanted to help Li Xiuzhu, but I couldn't beat four with two punches, how could I save someone in danger. The gangster wanted to grab the bag, Li Xiuzhu raised her eyebrows angrily, and shouted: "Don't bother with me, my mother's money is for my parents, go home and lick my wife's tits!"

"Hey, why are you bullying a woman? You're still not a man!" I chimed in without any confidence, and even thought it was funny to hear it. "You're looking for death. Don't be like my dad who wants money but not life. Give them everything. Life is the most important thing." Zhao Shuai said weakly. "You don't want to live anymore, believe it or not..." Before the gangster finished speaking, he raised his knife and was about to cut people down. It is said that the Sifang Red Seal bandits don't kill people, most of them are simple mountain people who dare not resist. Today I was enraged by Li Xiuzhu and me, and I think they will start killing.I shouted in my heart, ancestors of the Lu family, it's all your fault for not protecting me and causing me to die without getting married.Now that the Lu family has lost all children and grandchildren, don't blame me.But I suddenly remembered that I am not the only blood of the Lu family, there is also my uncle's family in Malaysia, maybe he is full of children and grandchildren now.

Thinking wildly, I waited for the machete to fall, but Li Xiuzhu ran up to me, trying to block the knife for me.I was pulled by Li Xiuzhu, and the bag that had been unzipped fell to the ground, and the pair of sacrificial bowls given by Liao's second child rolled to the ground.When death is imminent, how could I care about Xi Piao, even ten thousand pairs of Xi Piao would not bring back my life.Li Xiuzhu stared at the culprit without turning her eyes, but the culprit suddenly stopped, and instead stared at the pair of sacrifices on the ground in a daze. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw this scene, and at the same time glanced at Xi Piao, thinking that this pair of treasures must be valuable, but these gangsters are rough people, and I am afraid they don't know what to buy.However, looking at the reaction of the gangster in front of him, he seemed to know that this pair of sacrifices was treasure.This gangster was masked, but looking at his whole body, he should be no less than forty years old.This gangster was the oldest of all the gangsters, and he was the boss at first glance. He waved his hand and yelled at the other gangsters to stop.

I stared at the gangster boss in a daze, only to hear him say: "Little brother, what is the name of this thing, can you tell it?" Zhao Shuai bumped into me immediately, implying that I should answer quickly, and maybe my life and money could be saved.I am very puzzled by the actions of the gangsters. Could it be that they want to test me, is there such an arty gangster in the world?Although Li Xiuzhu doesn't take hard and soft things, she sees that the situation has turned around, so she is naturally very happy that she doesn't have to burn everything together, so she is also full of expectations that I can answer an answer that satisfies the gangsters.

For a moment, all the passengers looked at me, giving me invisible pressure, which made me flustered, and even suspected that I had misremembered the name. This thing might not be called Xi Piao, or it might just be an ordinary rice spoon.Seeing that I was timid and unable to answer, the gangster boss bent down to pick up the sacrificial ladle, not wanting his treasure to be soiled by the muddy water on the ground.After waiting for a while, the gangster boss got impatient and wanted to snatch Li Xiuzhu's bag again. It seemed that they really had no manners. In a hurry, I shouted: "This pair of things is sacrificial!"

The bandit boss was a little surprised, he looked at me and asked, "Then what is this thing for?" I pretended to be fearless, and replied: "They were used to measure tea in ancient times, but few people use them now." "Then do you know that they are divided into yin and yang?" asked the gangster boss. I nodded and said I knew, but the gangster boss seemed to be addicted to asking, and finally asked me how to tell the difference between the two pairs, which one was Yin and which one was Yang.Regarding how to distinguish the yin and yang attributes of the sacrificial dipper, there is a record in the remnants of the Tea Classics, which say that the sacrificial dipper is cut from a gourd, so there is a theory of a pair of yin and yang, the color of the yin is blue, and the color of the yang is yellow.But the pair of sacrificial dippers have been used for a long time, and the tea has been soaked so black that it is impossible to distinguish it with the naked eye.

Seeing me in trouble, the bandit boss threatened: "As long as you can tell me how this pair of sacrifices can tell the difference between Yin and Yang, I can let this car go." As soon as I said this, I immediately cried out in my heart. Didn’t this push me to a dead end? I dare you grandchildren to rob me of money. The responsibility is still on me.This guy Zhao Shuai was in Beijing listening to me making hype about the tea ceremony, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to ridicule me, but he had no chance, and he didn't know the tea ceremony.Now Zhao Shuai is staring at me, in addition to asking for help, there is actually a bit of gloating in his eyes, like sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger fight.Li Xiuzhu admired me very much, and thought that people who had studied in college knew everything and could do anything, so she looked at me expectantly.

Not to mention the other passengers, they all looked at me stubbornly, as if my answer could not satisfy the gangsters, not only the gangsters would hack me to death, but even they would come forward and kick me.I was furious. They squeezed me, Zhao Shuai, and Li Xiuzhu into a corner in the car, unable to move, but now they pinned their hope of not being robbed on me. I secretly cursed, fuck you, you ask me, I ask who to go, think I am the author of a hundred thousand whys.If you really want to know, ask the teacher yourself, why do you ask me?If you want to grab it, you can grab it. It doesn't matter if you snatch my underwear. It's better to snatch the underwear of other female passengers. Aren't you perverts the favorite?Of course, if I get angry, I can't bear the heart of Li Xiuzhu being robbed, the money must not be taken away!

But the problem is, I don't know how to distinguish the yin and yang attributes of this pair of ancient sacrificial dippers.The bandit boss saw that I couldn't answer for a long time, and his eyes were burning with murderous intent, as if he wanted to take me as the first soul to be killed by the knife.Everyone, including Zhao Shuai and Li Xiuzhu, are very disappointed in me. To be honest, I am also very disappointed in me.I'm disappointed not because I can't tell the difference, but because I'm too lazy, because I remember how to distinguish the ancient yin and yang sacrificial bowls in the incomplete scriptures, but I think this content is useless, so I didn't bother to read it at all. . When the book is in use, I will hate it less. I only blame me for not working hard on weekdays, and now I have ended up in this situation.People who major in liberal arts are very good at cramming. Now just show me the remnants of the tea scriptures, and I can immediately find a way to distinguish the yin and yang of this pair of sacrifices.When I thought of this, my whole body trembled, and I said flatteringly to the gangster that there was 10,000 yuan in the bag, and I would hand it over immediately. When the gangster boss heard that he was rich, he was taken aback for a moment, probably thinking that this brat's head is not broken, why did he suddenly bring up the topic of money at a critical moment.I saw that the gangster boss didn't respond, so I assumed he agreed, so I immediately opened the bag and pretended to be looking for 10,000 yuan.At this moment, I quickly opened the remnants of the Tea Classics in my bag, and found the page about distinguishing the yin and yang of the old Xibao, and memorized the general content in an instant. "Where is the money? Where is it?" The gangster boss couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw that I hadn't found a dime for a long time. "Wait a minute, you just said that I can tell the yin and yang of this pair of sacrifices, so you just let this guy go, are you really keeping your word?" I asked nervously. "The little ones are watching, can I break my promise?" The gangster boss promised, "As long as you are right, I will pretend that I didn't see you unlucky ghosts. But if you are wrong, don't blame my subordinates." Show no mercy!" I looked very calm at this moment, but my brain was spinning at high speed, trying to digest the content I wrote down.That paragraph roughly means that because of the special materials used, the sacrificial bowls often break down after only two or three years of use, and very few can last for many years.However, there are always exceptions to everything. If the material is good, and the roasted and boiled tea is of the highest quality, the tea can be preserved and it will be shiny black.To distinguish the yin and yang of these sacrificial bowls, there is no way to just look at the color, and the only way to tell is to rely on the feel. The so-called yin-yang sacrificial dipper means that the female sacrificial ladle is made of boiled but not so hot tea, while the masculine sacrificial tea is made of freshly boiled, very boiling tea.Because of their different uses, their textures are also different, the yin ones are harder, while the yang ones are slightly more flexible. I asked the boss of the bandit to touch the sacrificial bowl for me, and after touching it, I told him the result, and waited in fear for the sentence of the boss of the gangster.But after waiting for half a night, the gangster boss just touched the scorpion, but didn't say whether I got the answer right or not.After a long time, the gangster boss sneered, and ordered the other gangsters to put four red seals on everyone and leave a souvenir for everyone.After the matter was settled, the bandit boss ran into the dense forest with Xi Piao and other bandits, leaving us in a daze. This incident was like a dream. I couldn't believe what happened just now, but everyone's testimony made me soberly know that it was true.Li Xiuzhu kept the tens of thousands of dollars she earned by selling her body, her eyes were red with emotion, and she thanked me so much that she almost regarded me as her father.Zhao Shuai patted me on the shoulder with a complicated expression, saying that you can do it, I thought you were always bragging, but I didn't expect you to be quite capable.Actually, I wanted to explain why I could tell the difference, but I didn't figure out what was going on, so I didn't know how to explain it to Zhao Shuai and Li Xiuzhu. The other passengers didn't thank me very much. In order to hurry, everyone got on the bus as if nothing had happened and continued to drive towards Menghai.Li Xiuzhu treated me in the car, and everyone was familiar with the Sifang Red Seal bandits, so they were all used to it.She thought that after going out for many years, the Quartet Red Seal bandits had dispersed, but who knew they were still entrenched on this road.Speaking of this, Li Xiuzhu insinuated to Zhao Shuai again, saying that some men have no hair, but they want to fuck women every day, and they can't even protect themselves at the moment of life and death. How can women dare to count on such useless men. Zhao Shuai became angry from embarrassment. Although he was not feeling well, he still wanted to have a good fight.I was sitting among them, helping no one, and just about to tell them to shut up, who knew that the bus stopped suddenly.