"You're hiding quickly!" Pi Lao San failed to hit the sting and cursed and lifted the bamboo pole again, as if he was about to stab a fish and aimed at Zhang Bicheng for the second time.

How can a person avoid the harpoon-like thorn on his head when he is in the water? If he is stabbed, he will die!

Zhang Bicheng's face turned green!

At this time, Elder Hou on the shore yelled: "That boatman, Brother Zhang is a foreigner! Do you dare to stab him?! The government wants to punish you for a double crime!"

"What? Foreigners?" The boatman who was about to stab Zhang Bicheng for the second time paused slightly, without stabbing him.

"Brother Zhang took off his hat!" Elder Hou shouted from behind. Zhang Bicheng took off his hat with fake braids in the water in a hurry, threw it into the water, and showed a golden head.

Then he glanced at the yellow-skinned human who was hesitant in front of him, holding the iron-headed bamboo pole in his hand. Zhang Bicheng took a deep breath and stabbed him violently, swam under the water through the bottom of Pi Laosan's small boat, continued to dive, and finally fished out the motionless Shisanlang at the bottom of the water where the grass was growing.

Watching the foreigner snatch his prey and swam up the shore, "The fifty yuan is gone!" Pi Laosan looked at Elder Hou on the shore with hatred and pain, and a series of patriotic curses of Elder Hou's lower body and ancestral blood exploded:

"I'm a gangster! Follow the foreigners as a lackey!"

"Your mother is a mother who was killed by foreigners. Is this a messy thing for you?"

"Collaborate with foreigners and sellers for honor, how could your mother give birth to a stupid thing like you? Wait for the death of a grandson!"

"Man/slap dog! Why do we need foreigners to get involved in the affairs of Chinese people? Foreigners are your father, right?"

"I'm so mad, are you and the yellow foreigner comgp/eyes?"

Elder Hou ignored him and stood in the water to help the panting Zhang Bicheng lift the thirteen-lang whose stomach was as bulging as a ball to the ashore. Zhang Bicheng car did drowning rescue work such as pressurization of water, artificial respiration, etc.

After a while, a burst of exclamation came from the shore: This foreigner actually saved this "corpse"!

Shisanlang spitted out the river water while holding the water plants in his nostrils with his hands, and sat up weakly in front of everyone.

The boatman named Pi Lao San also leaned on the shore in disappointment, and asked the two boys who were howling, shouting at the big brother to go ashore. They knelt on the ground and howled in front of Shisanlang.

Judging from the situation, it was just like I had just rescued my elder brother from the sea of ​​swords and fires.

Seeing more and more people surrounding him, Shisanlang had nothing to do. Zhang Bicheng, who was still in his body, stood up and wanted to find his clothes to put on under the instructions of Elder Hou.

I turned around and was stunned, and no clothes were visible.

All were taken away.

Zhang Bicheng covered his lower body with one hand and covered his xiong with the other, staring blankly at the Chinese people in front of him with sarcastic smiles.

Elder Hou shouted in anger: "Who took Brother Zhang's clothes and asked us to return them! Haven't you seen Brother Zhang just saved someone? You still steal the clothes of such a person. Do you still have a little conscience?"

This sentence did not show a miracle, causing several people with shame to return Zhang Bicheng's clothes, but they burst into laughter. Many people pointed at Elder Hou and Zhang Bicheng, who was red/body/1uo/body behind him, shouted: "Big/silly/bi!"

"May God save you!" Elder Hou took off his robe and let Zhang Bicheng cover him. The two left the crowd and went to find Dr. Li.

"My son! My son!"

At this time, the boss of the troupe ran over with the gauze that Dr. Li had just put on his head, crying and shouting.

He rushed to Shisanlang, hugged his son, and then straightened his waist in a daze, wiped away the tears in his eyes, and saw that there was no missing piece of rou on his son, then hugged Shisanlang and burst into tears.

"Who saved my son?" the troupe owner shouted.

Someone pointed to Elder Hou and Zhang Bicheng, and the troupe boss rushed to the front of the two and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Don't do this! We just did what we should do." Zhang Bicheng said, with a look of suspicion.

At this time, the boss of the boat, Pi Lao San, squeezed over and shouted, "Boss Li, Thirteen and I are good brothers. He has been on my boat. You know, this time, I saved him and took some effort."

"Ahhhh! Thank you Lao Pi!" The troupe boss immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Pi Lao San again. He seemed to be confused. Who said he had saved his son, and he kowtowed immediately.

"Oh, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Why do you have to do this? I should save Thirteen!" The boss of the ship pretended to help the boss of the troupe, and blinked proudly at Elder Hou and Zhang Bicheng next to him.

The meaning is very obvious: Look, should I be clear?

"Let's go." Elder Hou pulled Zhang Bicheng away from the crowd. To be honest, he was a little disgusted.

Pi Lao San's scream came from behind: "You'll be fine if you're polite, just give me twenty yuan."

Then the troupe boss agreed continuously: "Okay, okay, go to the stage with me!" Just listening to this, you can imagine that the troupe boss was lit like a ji pecking rice.

Ten minutes later, when Elder Hou and Zhang Bicheng walked to the stage, which was the entrance to the remaining building in Shuibei Village, they heard a shout behind their backs and turned their heads to see: The boss of the troupe led several of his actors out from behind the stage, and they were yelling with swords and guns and beating a man up and rolling and running away in panic.

The one who was beaten was the boss of the boat. He covered his bleeding forehead with one hand and turned his head and shouted in grief and anger: "Old Li, are you treating your life-saving benefactor like this? Your family is all animals/life!"

The troupe boss held up an iron bang and roared and cursed: "It's so mad! Who doesn't know that my son is good at watering? Do I still need your rescue?! He obviously swam ashore by himself! You put my son in the water and I haven't settled the score for you, and I still want to ask for money for me! Kill you, a beast, to death!"

Elder Hou and his two returned to the yard and saw that all the people in the opium restaurant were gone, leaving Dr. Li sitting on the bench and chatting with the old lady on the homeowner with a smile.

"Save someone?" Seeing the two of them coming back, Dr. Li put down the tea bowl in his hand and asked with a smile.

"Save that man. But Brother Zhang's clothes were stolen! Alas, I should have watched him!" Elder Hou stomped his feet and said with a remorse.

Dr. Li turned his head to look at Zhang Bicheng, and saw that he was wearing Elder Hou's robe. Because he was tall, he was like wearing a short jacket. Two big mautui were standing helplessly.

Zhang Bicheng also looked at Dr. Li's cheeks swollen like a peach, which was beaten by the troupe boss just now.

Zhang Bicheng and Dr. Li looked at each other for a moment, and both smiled and didn't say anything.

Because both of them remembered Matthew 5:4o in the Bible, "Someone wants to sue you, and he will take your cloak, and even his outer cloak."

It's so glorious to be robbed and beaten like this, and there's nothing to say.

The old lady from the homeowner saw that Zhang Bicheng was tall and could not have enough clothes to fit, so she volunteered to get her own clothes. Only the generous clothes of the NV people could make Zhang Bicheng temporarily cover up her shame.

"Doctor Li, Elder Hou, do you have no tradition of being brave enough to rescue people when they are killed?" Zhang Bicheng sat on the bench and seemed very curious: "In our UK, if someone falls into the water, many people will always go to save him."

Dr. Li and Elder Hou smiled at each other, and Elder Hou said, "We say it very well here. What is better to save a person than to build a seven-level pagoda, but it is because of its rareness that it is so magnificent. In fact, there is no need to save people here, but it is only because of the influence of Buddhism. It pays attention to saving animals/life, and also requires rewards. I saved a turtle and brought it to the Dragon Palace another day; I saved a fox and became your wife; I bought a snake or something to let you go. And they paid attention to retribution and were afraid of evil spirits such as water ghosts. If there is no reward, they would never save people."

"Watch your compatriots drowned?" Zhang Bicheng was still unbelievable.

"A foolish people love animals/birth is better than love for their compatriots." Dr. Li smiled.

Elder Hou sneered in his nostrils and laughed: "They may not love animals/life, they just love money and the glory and wealth of this world."

Dr. Li turned to the head and asked Elder Hou, "Do you think we can ask Brother Zhang to write about British culture? After all, I heard that they are still good at picking up money, some are actively helping others, and even buying and selling things, they don't know how to deceive and bargain. This allows us to listen and imagine what the Christian culture will look like after a thousand years."

After a while, the old lady from the house owner brought Zhang Bicheng the robe of her dead daughter-in-law. After Zhang Bicheng put it on, she seemed to be wearing a cheongsam, but she was still a cheongsam.

Dr. Li asked the old lady: "Are there still a few critically ill patients in this village? Why don't they see them? Did they die?"

The old lady said excitedly: "A master came to the north village. It's so amazing. She specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases. Many patients have come to him. I heard that once you have a mop, the disease will disappear and you can still tell fortunes. It's amazing!"

"Is there such a thing? Why haven't I heard of it? I'll go and see where I'm." Dr. Li asked in surprise.

"Doctor Li, it's useless to go. People use divine power to cure diseases. They said that they will not cure those who worship Jesus." The old lady smiled.
Chapter completed!