Chapter 43 Chapter 42: The Pockmarked Stalker

The wind blows the weeping willows, causing ripples in the lake. Guo Dalu still walked forward slowly, humming a little tune while peeling lotus seeds. After walking a short distance, he suddenly turned around. He immediately found a beggar with a broken bowl in his hand, and he was indeed a pockmark. As soon as he turned his head, the pockmark immediately hid behind a tree. This pockmark's stalking skills are not very good, if Guo Dalu hadn't been absent-minded and thinking wildly these two days, he should have been discovered long ago. Is this pockmark the pockmark Shui Rouqing mentioned?

Guo Dalu turned his head intentionally or unintentionally, and walked towards the pockmark, walking very slowly. When he was about to get there, he jumped over and grabbed him. Unexpectedly, this pockmark was also alert, and immediately walked back. Guo Dalu's footsteps quickened, and his footsteps also quickened immediately. In broad daylight, in front of so many people, it would be a bit outrageous to perform lightness kung fu. Guo Dalu could only increase his pace and chase after him. Originally, he was the one who was staring at Guo Dalu, but now it was Guo Dalu who was watching him.

The little girl on the boat watched them run past one after the other with a look of surprise on her face. She really didn't understand why the headhunters didn't go after the robbers, but the robbers went after the headmen instead. In her opinion, there are too many unexplainable facts in this world, so she always feels very troubled. When she was getting older and knew more and more things, she realized that it was better to live a happier life when she didn't know anything. ※※※ In early summer, it is the time to swim in the lake, and there are many tourists on the shore of the lake.

Where there are a lot of tourists, there are naturally a lot of beggars - people who come out to play are always more generous, especially when they have a beautiful family by their side. So there is a beggar in the east of Rencong, and a beggar in the west. This is their peak season, and even the laziest beggars are dispatched. The pockmarked man crawled back and forth among the crowd, Guo Dalu was almost thrown off by him several times. Fortunately, Guo Dalu was lucky, and every time he came to a critical moment, he always happened to see the pockmarks on his face. People with special looks are not suitable for following others.

Later, this pockmark seemed to be forced to panic, and he simply left the lake area and walked to a place with few people, as if he wanted to lure Guo Dalu to a remote and uninhabited place, so he could make a good repair. Guo Dalu not only didn't care at all, but chased him even more vigorously. He wanted to find a place where no one was around, grab the pockmark and ask him if he knew Yan Qi, and if he knew Yan Qi's whereabouts. Guo Dalu has indeed learned a few skills to tell people the truth from the stick. He thought he would catch up to the pockmark soon. Unexpectedly, this pockmark not only walked very fast, but also had good physical strength, as if he would never get tired, he actually got faster and faster.

On the contrary, Guo Dalu felt that it was too much to bear. The kind of life he lived recently, one day can make a person old for a year. He couldn't help crying out, and said loudly: "Hey, don't run, I didn't come to trouble you, but I just want to ask you a few words." The pockmark didn't really run at first, but when he heard this sentence, he let go of his steps and started to run. Beggars are often forced to run all over the street. Whether they are being chased by people or dogs, others will not find it strange to see them. But a well-dressed man running around chasing a beggar in the street seems a bit outrageous.

He knew that someone had begun to pay attention to him, and there seemed to be two real policemen among them. They were patrolling nearby, and they were ready to stop Guo Dalu and ask him what happened. As long as Guo Dalu was stopped by someone, the pockmark would immediately disappear without a trace. This is his only clue, and he must not let it go easily. He rolled his eyes and suddenly preempted the attack; pointing at the pockmark running ahead, he shouted: "This beggar is a thief, whoever catches him for me will give you twenty taels of silver." The last sentence was really effective, the two policemen turned their heads and went after the pockmark before he finished speaking.

Some people also helped to boo at the side. The pockmark seemed to be really in a hurry, he jumped up suddenly, flew over the heads of five or six people, and rushed up to the ridge in front of him. His lightness kung fu is so high that he is actually the first-class skill in the Jianghu. At this time, even those who didn't want to meddle in other people's business started to coax: "It seems that this man is not only a thief, but also a snitch, and he must not be allowed to slip away." Although there were many booing people, none of them could go to the house to chase after them.

The two policemen could only watch anxiously from under the wall. After all, not everyone can learn lightness kung fu, like Mazi, among a hundred thousand people, there are at most only one or two who can match it. Fortunately, Guo Dalu is one of these two. He had also passed through the crowd and rushed to the house, still shouting: "I am a headhunter from the capital, and I came here specially to catch this snitch, but I hope heroes from all walks of life will help me." He also knew that no matter which way the hero is, he would not bother with such inexplicable nosy matters.

He yelled like this, just trying to make the pockmark flustered. Because he was really not sure that he could catch up with this pockmark. Although he practiced light kung fu well, he didn't have many opportunities to practice. No matter his skills and experience, he seemed to be a bit worse than this pockmark. As expected, this pockmark was a little guilty after being called out by him. In broad daylight, flying around on other people's eaves, this goal is indeed too big. He was finally forced to jump again. Below is an alley that is not very wide, and there are only six or seven families in total.

When Guo Dalu rushed over, he happened to catch a glimpse of his figure, which flashed into the gate of a family at the entrance of the alley. The door of this family is actually open. No matter how peaceful the year is, there are not many houses with their doors open all day long. This family must have something to do with this pockmark, maybe this place is his own home. Guo Dalu didn't care what happened, and immediately rushed in. There was no one in the yard, but in the front living room, someone was smiling and saying, "No wonder people always say, ten pockmarks and nine monsters, you really are a monster." Guo Dalu was overjoyed, and rushed in with a stride. "You can't get away now." Unexpectedly, there is not even half a pockmark in the living room, only a man and a woman, who seem to be a couple, flirting there, the woman is fat and beautiful, but the man is yellow and thin, even his waist is a bit I can't straighten. If a man wants to find a wife who is too beautiful, sometimes it is not a good fortune. They were also taken aback when they saw a big man suddenly barging in from outside. The husband seemed to be less courageous than the wife, he was so frightened that he almost fell on the wife, and stammered, "You... who are you? What do you want to do here?" Guo Dalu said: "Come to find someone." The husband asked, "Who are you looking for?" Guo Dalu said: "Come find a pockmark, where is the pockmark you just mentioned?" The wife's watery eyes had been staring at him all the time, she stood up suddenly, and hurriedly said: "The pockmark he just said is me, did you come to look for me?" Sure enough, there were some light white pockmarks on the tip of her nose. Guo Dalu was stunned. The lady still glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, with a half-smile, and said: "Did you come to see me because of the name? It's a pity that you came late. Now that I'm married, I won't accept guests." Guo Dalu was not only stunned, he was almost dumbfounded. In fact, he should have seen it a long time ago. How can a real good woman look at men like her? The husband finally got angry, jumped up, and said loudly: "Did you hear that? She is my wife now, and no one will try to use her brains anymore. Why don't you go out?" Guo Dalu only had a wry smile, but couldn't help asking: "Did anyone else come in just now?" The wife glanced at him again, and said with a smile: "Even if there are daredevils like you in the city, they are not as courageous as you. Who dares to go to other people's homes to find other people's wives?" She actually decided that he was an apprentice who came to find her specially. The husband got even more angry, pointed at Guo Dalu's nose, and shouted: "Aren't you going out yet? What are you still thinking about here? Be careful I'll break your head with a punch." Guo Dalu laughed. This man's hand looked like a chicken's paw, it might not even be able to kill a fly, but he still wanted to hit someone. Guo Dalu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, no one will come to snatch your wife, but your body is not stolen, you'd better take care of it, no matter what you do, you don't have to work too hard. " He didn't let the man speak again, he turned around and walked away. In fact, he himself knew that this sentence was a bit wicked, and he would never say such a thing normally. But when a person is annoyed in his own heart, he often wants others to feel uncomfortable for a while. He clearly saw Mazi come in, why did he suddenly disappear, did he go underground as soon as he entered the door? The husband and wife, of course, had colluded with that pockmark long ago and sang the double reed for him. He knew it clearly, but he couldn't expose it. Besides, it was his own fault for rushing into other people's houses in a daze. If he forced others to search from room to room with him, he couldn't do it. What's more, of course the pockmark had already taken the opportunity to slip away, so if he went to look for it, he would definitely not find it. Guo Dalu thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more useless he became. "If it were Wang Dong, then Mazi wouldn't be able to escape today." He decided to find a place to eat and drink to comfort himself, and then go nearby at night to find out the truth. He has made up his mind to spend time here, and he will never let it go until he finds the pockmark. The sun is almost setting, and it's not too early to start drinking. The largest restaurant in the city is called Huibinlou.One duck, three meals, and live perch are their signature dishes, and the Fen wine from Fenyang is quite refreshing to drink. Guo Dalu found a table near the window and ordered a table of dishes. Before leaving, the boss of Dongcheng actually gave him some money. Some of these knight-errants in the market are indeed more loyal and friends than the heroes of the rivers and lakes. Usually, as long as he has a few glasses of wine, Guo Dalu's mood will immediately brighten up. But in the past two days, the wine in my mouth seems to be bitter, and I get drunk very easily. Since he had something to do at night, he didn't dare to drink too much, he could only eat vegetables desperately, the worse his mood was, the more he ate, and if he couldn't find Yan Qi again, he might become fatter than this stuffed duck. After the sun went down, the restaurant gradually began to fill up. All kinds of people came upstairs in an endless stream, among them there were turtle slaves with ostentatious pink heads, who came to answer the calls from the guests. Then, in the private seat separated by a screen next to it, the sound of silk and bamboo, singing, laughing, and clinking glasses, mixed with the sound of Hulu drinking pheasants, and finger-guessing orders, was really very lively. But Guo Dalu seemed to be sitting in another world. This matter was originally what he was most interested in, but now he felt that it was meaningless at all. Without Yan Qi by the side, it's like there is no salt in the dish, it's tasteless. He sighed, poured himself a glass of wine slowly, and suddenly saw five or six pretty little girls, hugging a big man in a brocade suit with a sword, going upstairs laughing and laughing. Not to mention the clerk in the store, even Guo Dalu could tell that this big man in brocade clothes is a big spender, and he must have a lot of money. He couldn't help but take another look, and the flagon in his hand almost fell off after this look. This wealthy guest in brocade clothes is actually a pockmarked man, and it is the same pockmarked man who was begging for food by the lake just now.From a beggar in the afternoon to a rich man in the evening, this transformation has become too powerful. But no matter how he changed, even if he turned into ashes, Guo Dalu still recognized him at a glance. Why did he have so many pockmarks on his face? Guo Dalu only glanced at it, then immediately turned his head to look at the signboard outside the window.This time he decided to calm down and never act rashly again. Now if he walks over, grabs that pockmark, asks him why he sent pearls to Shui Rouqing, and asks him if he knows the whereabouts of Yan Qi, others will definitely think him a lunatic, of course that pockmark can also ask three questions, Push everything clean. Now this pockmark has also entered the private seat. The female guest who came with him was obviously not a woman from a good family, and it didn't take long before she sang in it. She was both a "little friend" and a "brother", and it was really funny. Strange thing, there are many men in the world who like this kind of tone. In good conscience, Guo Dalu liked it quite a lot at first, but now he heard goosebumps all over his body. Whether a person changes because of love, the key is not whether he is a man or a woman, but whether his love is true and deep enough. The restaurant was still very lively. Guo Dalu ordered a jug of wine again, added some dishes, and was ready for a long-term battle. Even if the pockmarked man wanted to drink until dawn, he would hold his breath and wait until dawn.