Chapter 47: Captured by mistake
Wu Song slammed the table and stood up, staggering and burping, frowning and scolding: "I'm not eating for free, why don't you sell it to me!"

"Ok?"

"Don't blame the shopkeeper, he is drunk"

Yang Chang apologized with a smile, and pulled Wu Song to sit down, whispering to him, "Brother, don't get drunk. You can eat pancakes without meat. Don't make things difficult for the store owner."

"No, you're not drunk, how can I be drunk?"

"Yes, yes, brother is not drunk."

Yang Chang was just following Wu Song's words when he saw the water curtain in front of the store being lifted up, and a big man led three or four people in. The store owner saw the people coming and came forward to greet them warmly.

"Dalang, please sit down."

"Have you arranged the morning instructions?"

"The chicken and meat are already cooked, we are just waiting for Dalang to come."

"Where is my blue and white jar of wine?"

“Also delivered”

While the two were talking, the big man led his companion to sit at the next table.

Wu Song was drunk and was chewing a pancake to adjust himself.

When he heard the conversation between the shop owner and the visitor, he thought he had misheard, but then he smelled the aroma of wine and meat coming from next door, and the taste in his mouth instantly disappeared.

Bad wine is hard to swallow and bad cakes are like chewing wax.

I looked sideways and lowered my eyebrows towards the neighboring table. There was a pair of cooked chickens, a large plate of fine meat, and the aroma of wine was especially tempting.

You still say there is no meat? You still say there is no good wine?

Is this shop owner kidding me?

Yang Chang saw that Wu Song's face was not right and tried to divert attention.

"Brother, eat the snacks on the table quickly, we still have to hurry on our way."

"eat?"

Wu Song looked at the pancake in his hand and thought of the fine wine and delicious meat next door. He felt that if he endured it for a while, he would get angrier and angrier. If he took a step back, he would feel more at a loss.

There was a snap.

Wu Song slammed the table and pointed at the neighboring table, shouting to the owner: "Hey, give us some of their wine and meat, and the master won't owe you any money for the meal!"

"Didn't I tell you before? How can a monk call himself 'Master'? Such barbaric practices."

"What kind of barbaric law is this? What is this?"

"Brother, calm down."

Wu Song stood up excitedly and pointed at the neighboring table with his arms and legs bared.

Yang Chang hurriedly grabbed him upon seeing this, fearing that Wu Song would get drunk and cause trouble. He was not familiar with the plot after the incident at Yuanyang Tower and was worried that something might change about him.

"The blue and white jar of wine and the chicken were both from Dalang's family. They were just lent to me to sit and drink in my shop."

"What about the meat?"

"He ordered the meat in advance."

"You just won't sell me, right?"

"No."

As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, Wu Song suddenly jumped up and Yang Chang was thrown off because he couldn't react in time.

When I turned around, I saw the shop owner being hit in the face, staggering and falling in front of the counter, unable to get up.

Good guy.
"Brother, you are drunk!"

Director Yang stepped forward and stopped him from continuing. He then squatted down to check the shop owner's injuries and saw that half of his face was swollen.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, my brother is drunk"

"You are not doing your duty, you bird monk. A monk should not get angry. You are beating people up here."

"I beat him myself, what's it got to do with you?"

"I was trying to give you good advice, but you, a bird monk, are trying to hurt me with your words?"

Both of them were hot-blooded men, and they would fight over the slightest disagreement. They went outside the house swearing at each other and started beating each other with fists and feet.

Yang Chang was not worried about Wu Song, but was afraid that the shop owner was seriously injured and might cause trouble, so he kept leaning over to ask about the situation.

"Shopkeeper, how are you? Can you get up?"

"It hurts so much, I need to take some time off. That monk was really rude. If you hadn't been reasonable, I would have sent him to the government."

"Brother is drunk. He is not like this usually."

"If you get drunk and cause trouble, you will suffer. If he gets beaten up by Kong Jialang, don't blame me."

The shopkeeper hadn't finished his words when he saw Wu Song coming in first. He was so startled that he stopped talking, then carefully climbed up, stretched his head to take a look outside the tavern, and then trotted into the inner room, showing no signs of weakness at all.

This is exactly.
He watched the owner leave in surprise, but heard Wu Song calling him.

"Come quickly, Sanlang! I beat that guy and he ran away. Let's have some good wine and good meat!"

"Brother, you..." "Eat and drink without worry, why should you be afraid of him!"

"Eh"

Yang Chang had no choice but to sit over there.

Because he was worried about getting into trouble, he urged Wu Song to finish his meal quickly, left the money for two tables on the table, and then left the store with a satisfied Wu Song.

Wu Song was already drunk, and after eating seven or eight bowls of wine, he could no longer walk steadily, and the cold wind blew and he began to stagger.

Yang Chang could only carry his arm and continue on his way along the stream.

Fortunately, Yang Chang was well fed and had plenty of strength, so he was not tired while supporting the 200-pound strong man, but he could not walk fast.

After walking four or five miles, I suddenly heard a dog barking on the opposite bank.

Yang Chang looked in the direction of the sound and saw thirty or forty men with guns and sticks chasing after him, obviously seeking revenge on Wu Song.

"Brother, brother, wake up, something happened."

"what's up?"

"We have to go quickly."

"Why is Hiccup shaking?"

"I go."

Yang Chang took off the whistle stick from his waist, thinking that he could not escape this fight. He remembered that Wu Song was good at drunken boxing, and as long as he could share some of the firepower, he might be able to do it too.

I just learned the [Centipede Step] and I'll try it out on this group of people.

"It's them!"

"Take action."

The man in the lead was wearing a goose yellow jacket and looked similar to the man from the Kong family who Wu Song had previously argued with.

After listening to his companions' identification, he leaped up with his stick and went straight for Wu Song.

Bang.

Yang Chang held Wu Song with one hand, dodged and raised his whistle stick to block, and directly pushed the man away.

"This bird man is really strong. He is in the same group as that thief monk. Brothers, they are shoulder to shoulder!"

"it is good!"

"Get them!"

The crowd surrounded him and made a lot of noise, so Yang Chang had to concentrate on fighting.

When Wu Song looked around, he saw that the place was full of people. He hurriedly drew his sword and chopped around randomly. Soon he and Yang Chang were separated from the crowd.

Yang Chang has the [Strength of a Tiger] and the [Centipede Step] as well. Even though he is surrounded by a dozen people, he is still able to handle it with ease and does not lose the upper hand.

He wielded a simple whistle stick with great skill. Although he was attacked by a group of people, he was not hurt. Instead, he injured several farmhands.

At this moment, Yang Chang felt sad.

What a great centipede step! It's like the feet have taken root and no matter how they twist and move, they never lose their balance.

Although Yang Chang was secretly delighted, he became more and more confused the more he fought, and more and more people came around him.

I had drunk a lot of bad wine just now, and even the [Body Suppressant] couldn't block all the drunkenness. The heat from the fight evaporated the alcohol, and the cold air I inhaled went straight to my head. The more I fought, the slower my body became.

"The thief monk is trapped in the stream, come and tie him up!"

Wu Song was captured?

When Yang Chang was distracted, he only felt wind behind his ears.

Boom!
He was hit on the back with a club, turned around to block it with the club, and was hit on the thigh with another club.
Yang Chang felt dizzy and was hit all over his body, but because he was drunk he didn't feel much pain. He was soon pinned to the ground, tied up and carried away.

When he was awakened by the cold wind, he found himself stripped of his shirt and tied to a tree. The man who had been wearing a goose yellow jacket was staring at him with a rattan stick in his hand.

There was a snap.

"Thief monk, where is your ruthlessness just now? You are provoking me!"

"elder brother?"

Yang Chang turned around and saw Wu Song, who was tied up like himself, and was being beaten by the man he met in the store before.

"hiss"

"Mr. Bird, you've hurt a lot of my brothers, you deserve to be whipped together!"

Needless to say, Yang Chang was also whipped.

Bang bang bang.
Two strong men, you whip me, I whip you.

He originally wanted to vent his anger by beating Wu Song and Yang Chang, but unfortunately neither of them cried out in pain, so he hit them even harder.

From time to time, people came to the village entrance to watch. After about seven or eight whips, a short man with a black face suddenly appeared in the crowd.

"You two brothers, who are you beating up again?"

(End of this chapter)