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Chapter 3 The Identity of a Scholar

Short hair, ragged tops, two boots of different colors and sizes, black pants, and the hemp rope tied around the waist... The image of Comrade Korean is really full of breakthroughs, and the beggar uniform was staged on a large scale... temptation;

"This man has fair skin and no calluses, but he looks like a rich man who is wandering outside. Young gang leader! Do you want it?" The strong man with a small braid asked in a low voice. They were originally bandits, bad silver, and the ones tied up a ticket were their favorite;

The most handsome bandit in history, the judge of the desert squinted his eyes and jumped off his horse: "Hey! Boy! Do you want to live or die?"

"Uh... Of course, it's better to live! But I've been robbed just now and my clothes have been pulled out. Can I wear some clothes?" Han Wen shyly made his request, feeling that he asked the bandit for something, and he felt a little worried;

The judge of Dasha laughed, and the people around him laughed loudly: "This kid is so interesting! We have always been the only one who opens his mouth to ask others for things! When will anyone dare ask for things from us? Book boy! Kill him!"

The book boy, the only woman in the Sky Eagle Gang, was an orphan since she was a child. She was adopted by the old leader of the previous generation of Sky Eagle Gang, named her and taught her martial arts. She and the judge of the Desert are childhood sweethearts;

"Gadada...", the magic machine cannon, oh, it is the gunpowder gun slowly breaking the flintlock machine, making a unique sound of metal friction. Han Wen was stunned! It is said that people in the martial arts world are as cheap as grass. Is this too ridiculous? Just kill them if you say it?

At this extremely urgent moment, someone Han shouted loudly: "Thousand taels of gold! Can you buy a life?"

The judge of the desert suddenly turned around and stared at Han Wen: "Thousand taels of gold? Look at you, you don't look like someone who owns it! Hum? What do you think?"

Han Wen wiped his cold sweat and said, "Gold! A lot of gold! I know where it is! But I don't have the strength to win it! I have heard of the name of the Sky Eagle Gang! I have also heard of the reputation of the Desert Judge! People rumored that the Desert Judge is a hero, and I saw it today... It turns out that it is true!"

"Hahaha!", the judge of the Desert laughed, wearing all his clothes and flattering, and no one likes others to praise him, and the judge of the Desert is the same! He is both righteous and evil, has an upbeat behavior and a proud personality, so he likes this even more;

Han Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "I wonder what the judge of the desert thinks of this transaction?"

"Young Gang Master! This kid's eyes flashed and he was not a good person. He must be a cunning guy! We should not be fooled! Let's go! Just throw him here to fend for himself!" Shutong said coldly;

"No, no! I like golden things! I also like challenges! The more dangerous things are, the more I want to test them!" The judge of the Desert pulled out the scimitar in his hand, and turned them into two, forming a giant dart with a handle in the middle and a blade on both sides, and said carelessly: "Boy! Report the number! Explain what you know clearly!"

Han Wen shook his head: "I want clothes! Don't think I don't understand the rules of the Tao, I'm afraid that after I finish speaking, I will die and I still want to live! As long as you take me out of here... I will naturally tell you everything!"

"Oh! Interesting! Look at your figure, it's similar to mine, Shutong! Give him a set of my clothes and let him change it. It's quite disgusting to look at him like this!" The judge of the desert smiled and said, "Young people! Let's spend the night here today! Prepare for the night banquet!"

The night is as warm as water. Even in summer, it will be like late autumn. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is extremely large. This is not just a saying. Han Wen covered his leaking waist and cursed inwardly - it's a trick! Like the aesthetic view of the judge of the desert, his clothes are also the kind of bare-exposed suit and leather vest;

Although this outfit does not have the wild temperament of the judge of the desert, it also highlights his pretty appearance and looks pretty. The group of Sky Eagle Gangs laughing around the bonfire in the distance and are talking about something. The most important thing is not these, but the tender whole mutton barbecued on the bonfire!

Han Wen, I'm hungry! But among a group of robbers, he didn't dare to rob him if he wanted to eat. Robbers, bandits... People who do such promising professions do not distinguish between appearances, but only more cruel! The judge of the desert is undoubtedly the most cruel one!

Speaking of which, Korean has also figured out many things, such as what the Little Demon said, the protagonists of this world are adapted from film and television, retaining the character traits, but they are definitely not with the same face as those stars;

And... The little demon, the prodigal girl, deceived him! She only said that this world was adapted from the film and television scripts, but she did not tell him that in addition to those scripts, many other plots were extended, and these were not what he knew! This is the most deceptive thing!

Han himself made up for the plot of this movie and could control everything! I thought he was the kind of person who could see the future, but it was a pity... Little Devil, this cheater! Han is almost hating her to death, right?

Forget this, there is no clear claim to the place where he traveled through, the time when the plot started, etc. If he traveled through time until the end of the story, what would he use to complete the task? If he fell directly on the battlefield, I would probably die directly;

The more I think about Han Wen, the more angry he is. This time the little devil must have deceived him! Next time... he won't ask me for money, right? Han Wen thought silently, damn it! There is actually a guy who is even more greedy than me?

A string of footsteps came, and the judge of the Desert came with a piece of mutton inserted in a dagger and handed it to Korean: "By the way! You haven't told me your name yet! What did you do in the past?"

"I'm here in Korean! I'm a scholar!" Han Wen did not lie. He was indeed a person who had read books. The judge of Dasha looked up and said: "Do you have fame and fortune?"

During this special period of the Ming Dynasty, the status of scholars reached an unprecedented height. Even bandits had a certain favorable impression of scholars, especially those with fame and fortune.

"Well, I'm a scholar! It's a pity that he was expelled from his fame!" Han Wen was lying again!

The judge of Damo sighed: "It seems that you are also an unsatisfactory person! I have always wanted to study in my life, but I don't have much talent. In addition, I have lived a long life of licking blood from the knife, which is not suitable! Can you teach me how many words to write?"

The title of a scholar has changed the situation of Korean language, and lies are sometimes really useful!

The little demon gave Han a language system, which means that he can recognize the handwriting of all dynasties and write the fonts of all dynasties! This is undoubtedly precious. Otherwise, if he really got a martial arts secret book, he would be illiterate... How tragic would it be?

"Well! I wonder what the young gang leader wants to learn?" Han Wen took a few bites of mutton. It was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, fat but not greasy, and there was almost no fishy smell. It was indeed a good craft. Han Wen saw it. It was made by the woman named Shutong;

"Well... Just write about the judge of the Desert!" The judge of the Desert thought for a while and then said, his handsome and unruly face had some blush. He probably felt ashamed of not being able to write! It was very rare for a person like him who was strong and face-loving to let him speak on his own initiative;

Korean picked up a wooden stick and started writing on the ground, writing it slowly: "Judge Dasha? Isn't this your real name, right?"

The judge of Damo nodded: "It's true that's not. My father was also called this bandit number back then. I was my son who inherited his father's business! I became accustomed to it after a long time. When outsiders called me that, everyone called me the young leader of the gang. It's nothing, the name doesn't matter! What's important is the inheritance of our Tianying Gang!"

"So that's it!" Han Wen smiled and said, "These four words represent the judge of the desert! I... Yes, I was thinking if you want to kidnap a vote and ask for ransom, don't know how to write a letter?"

The judge of the desert said proudly: "We never write, we are drawing pictures! Two suns, one silver note, drawing a person and a knife! It's that simple! Do you know what it means? If we can't pay the silver within two days, we will tear the tickets!"

"Uh..." Han Wen wiped the cold sweat and asked carefully: "How many times have you succeeded?"

The judge of Dasha answered awkwardly, "About two or three, mercy four or five times! Why do you ask these things? Anyway, if they don't give them money, I will kill people! Those people are also damn bad businessmen and corrupt officials! I am also eliminating harm to the people!"

This guy was so angry that he was angry! You can tell from his appearance that his chances of success in this method were very low, so he only succeeded once or twice;

Korean is a dagger to see the picture, and finally brought the topic to what I wanted: "I mean, the Tianying Gang is missing such a person! I am also lonely and helpless, and the world is home. It is better to let me join you. Although I don't understand martial arts, I can write and read! The thousand taels of gold I mentioned are just a letter of fame. What do you think?"

The judge of Dasha hesitated, and Han Wen was very nervous. The best way to save his life was to join the Sky Eagle Gang! He could take the opportunity to complete the task after joining the Sky Eagle Gang, which was won in one fell swoop!

After thinking for a long time, the judge of Dasha said, "We came out this time and targeted a corrupt official! If you can help me complete this matter, I will let you join the Sky Eagle Gang!"

"make a deal!"

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