第九百六十八章--盗圣之名

    “        滚        滚        长        江        东        逝        水        ，        浪        花        淘        尽        真        英        雄        。        江        湖        豪        杰        千        千        万        ，        到        底        谁        人        称        雄        ？        ”
    又        到        了        杨        鸿        儒        的        评        书        时        间        ，        又        到        了        杨        鸿        儒        日        常        挖        坑        的        时        候        。        七        侠        镇        周        围        的        镇        民        已        经        养        成        了        定        时        听        故        事        的        习        惯        ，        而        且        也        习        惯        了        杨        鸿        儒        各        种        挖        坑        不        填        的        恶        劣        行        径        。
    这        不        ！        天        龙        八        部        说        了        一        半        的        杨        鸿        儒        又        换        回        目        了        ！
    “        今        天        我        们        说        点        离        得        近        的                                自        古        以        来        啊        ，        侠        和        盗        都        密        不        可        分        。        而        当        今        江        湖        最        负        盛        名        的        大        盗        有        两        位        -        -        一        位        是        有        盗        神        之        称        的        姬        无        命        。        不        过        这        位        姬        无        命        被        咱        们        的        邢        捕        头        给        抓        了        ！        还        有        一        位        依        然        在        江        湖        闯        荡        的        ，        就        是        咱        们        今        天        故        事        的        主        人        公        -        -        盗        圣        ，        白        玉        汤        ！        ”
    本        来        坐        在        门        槛        子        上        嗑        瓜        子        的        老        白        还        乐        乐        呵        呵        地        听        故        事        。        没        想        到        杨        鸿        儒        这        个        不        讲        武        德        的        家        伙        上        来        就        要        讲        盗        圣        ？
    还        能        不        能        当        快        乐        的        小        伙        伴        了        ？        别        人        不        知        道        盗        圣        是        谁        ，        你        特        喵        能        不        知        道        吗        ？
    于        是        老        白        支        棱        起        耳        朵        想        要        听        听        杨        鸿        儒        说        些        什        么        ，        如        果        这        该        死        的        家        伙        真        的        暴        露        自        己        ，        他        肯        定        会        第        一        时        间                                收        拾        东        西        跑        路        ！
    报        复        ？        拿        啥        报        复        ？
    自        己        最        拿        手        的        就        是        轻        功        和        点        穴        ！
    但        是        和        杨        鸿        儒        一        比        起        来        简        直        就        是        半        斤        八        两        -        -        杨        鸿        儒        是        八        两        黄        金        ，        老        白        是        八        两        废        铁        ！
    “        话        说        这        盗        圣        白        玉        汤        可        是        相        当        了        不        得        ！        先        说        他        这        相        貌        就        和        人        不        一        样        ！        面        冠        如        玉        是        仪        表        堂        堂        ，        唇        红        齿        白        是        一        表        人        才        ！        知        道        的        这        是        劫        富        济        贫        好        侠        盗        ，        不        知        道        的        还        以        为        这        是        富        贵        人        家        公        子        哥        ！        ”
    这        开        篇        的        彩        虹        屁        给        老        白        拍        得        是        舒        舒        服        服        -        -        这        是        我        ？        这        就        是        我        ！
    “        这        人        呐        ！        光        长        得        好        看        也        不        行        ，        那        是        绣        花        枕        头        棉        花        包        ，        江        湖        儿        女        武        功        很        重        要        啊        ！        作        为        盗        圣        ，        白        玉        汤        的        轻        功        堪        称        天        下        第        二                                ”
    台        下        有        个        哥        们        插        口        问        道        ：        “        先        生        ！        那        天        下        第        一        是        谁        啊        ？        ”
    “        曹        操        啊        ！        说        曹        操        曹        操        就        到        -        -        能        不        快        吗        ？        ”        杨        鸿        儒        乐        乐        呵        呵        地        回        答        。
    台        下        哄        堂        大        笑        。
    杨        鸿        儒        道        ：        “        接        下        来        ，        我        要        讲        的        就        是        盗        圣        出        道        以        来        的        三        件        奇        案                                这        第        一        件        就        是        九        门        提        督        家        的        御        赐        九        龙        杯                                话        说        这        御        赐        九        龙        杯                                （        如        果        有        朋        友        喜        欢        ，        老        杨        可        以        亲        口        说        一        段        ）        ”
    所        谓        一        张        破        桌        说        天        下        ，        两        片        嘴        唇        定        乾        坤        -        -        这        说        书        先        生        能        把        死        的        说        成        活        的        ，        老        白        这        几        件        破        事        儿        在        杨        鸿        儒        的        嘴        里        竟        然        成        了        千        古        未        解        之        悬        案        。
    杨        鸿        儒        的        故        事        一        讲        完        ，        这        家        伙        把        同        福        客        栈        的        伙        计        们        迷        坏        了        。        这        帮        家        伙        都        成        了        盗        圣        的        粉        丝        了        。
    说        完        书        ，        老        白        悄        咪        咪        地        找        到        杨        鸿        儒        ：        “        你        咋        啥        都        往        外        说        呢        ？        ”
    “        废        物        利        用        嘛        ！        ”        杨        鸿        儒        耿        直        地        道        。
    杨        鸿        儒        的        耿        直        显        然        戳        到        了        白        展        堂        的        肺        管        子        ，        自        己        就        做        了        这        几        件        破        事        儿        还        得        被        改        变        成        故        事        。        得        亏        杨        鸿        儒        嘴        下        留        德        ，        没        揭        自        己        的        短                                不        然        的        话        ，        自        己        这        个        盗        圣        的        牌        子        还        真        就        臭        大        街        了        ！
    但        是        随        着        杨        鸿        儒        这        个        故        事        ，        老        白        心        里        还        是        有        些        小        担        心        -        -        万        一        客        栈        里        地        大        家        发        现        自        己        是        盗        圣        ，        然        后        扭        头        把        自        己        送        到        官        府        咋        办        ？
    所        谓        日        有        所        思        夜        有        所        梦        。        老        白        心        绪        不        宁        导        致        晚        上        没        睡        好        ，        在        一        个        阳        光        灿        烂        的        下        午        他        在        老        榆        木        桌        子        上        补        觉        的        时        候        ，        他        做        了        噩        梦        。
    当        他        梦        醒        就        发        现        老        邢        拽        着        自        己        ，        老        邢        问        道        ：        “        你        这        是        怎        么        了        ？        ”
    “        做        了        个        噩        梦        ！        吓        了        一        身        汗        ！        ”        老        白        心        有        余        悸        地        说        道        。
    老        邢        从        门        外        招        呼        进        来        个        人        ，        那        人        揣        着        袖        子        贼        眉        鼠        眼        地        走        进        客        栈        。        老        邢        吩        咐        道        ：        “        仔        细        认        认        ！        是        不        是        他        ？        ”
    那        人        盯        着        老        白        ，        老        白        的        脸        上        却        写        满        了        心        虚        。
    那        人        看        了        一        会        儿        之        后        摇        头        ：        “        不        是        他        ，        那        人        比        他        稍        微        胖        了        一        点        ！        ”
    老        白        松        了        一        口        气        ，        他        好        信        儿        地        问        道        ：        “        老        邢        ！        你        这        是        抓        谁        啊        ？        ”
    老        邢        轻        描        淡        写        地        道        ：        “        白        玉        汤        啊        ！        这        杨        先        生        还        很        是        开        了        金        口        ，        才        说        完        白        玉        汤        不        久        这        家        伙        竟        然        犯        案        了        ！        ”
    佟        湘        玉        走        过        来        问        道        ：        “        咋        ？        老        白        又        出        来        活        动        了        ？        ”
    老        邢        点        点        头        ：        “        没        错        ！        刚        把        西        街        米        铺        给        偷        了        ！        ”
    老        白        无        语        ：        “        这        米        铺        有        啥        可        偷        的        啊        ？        ”
    “        一        缸        小        米        ，        两        捆        大        葱        ，        三        桶        豆        油                                还        有        五        十        斤        棒        子        面        ！        ”        老        邢        扳        着        手        指        细        数        道        。
    杨        鸿        儒        乐        呵        ：        “        这        盗        圣        咋        爱        吃        粗        粮        啊        ！        就        不        能        整        点        细        致        的        ？        ”
    老        白        愤        懑        地        看        了        一        眼        杨        鸿        儒        ，        然        后        向        老        邢        问        道        ：        “        那        你        凭        啥        说        是        他        偷        的        ？        ”
    “        人        家        现        场        留        字        条        了        ！        你        看        ！        ”        老        邢        翻        出        来        一        张        破        纸        递        给        老        白        ，        白        展        堂        赶        忙        打        开        纸        条        观        看        。
    老        白        看        了        各        种        唏        嘘        摇        头        ，        小        郭        也        是        满        脸        嫌        弃        ：        “        哎        呦        ~        这        盗        圣        的        文        化        水        平        也        不        怎        么        高        嘛        ！        ”
    老        白        都        快        愁        哭        了        -        -        自        己        的        风        评        受        到        了        破        坏        啊        ！        都        怪        姓        杨        的        家        伙        ！        闲        的        没        事        讲        什        么        盗        圣        ？        现        在        好        了        ！        什        么        阿        猫        阿        狗        作        案        都        往        自        己        头        上        推        ！
    老        白        气        呼        呼        地        把        纸        条        往        桌        上        一        拍        ：        “        这        根        本        就        不        是        他        写        的        字        ！        ”
    众        人        用        诧        异        的        眼        光        看        着        老        白        ，        老        白        眨        眨        眼        睛        ：        “        我        的        意        思        是                                他        故        意        写        成        这        样        的        。        害        怕        别        人        认        出        他        的        笔        迹        ！        ”
    老        邢        恍        然        ：        “        哦                                你        分        析        的        很        有        道        理        ！        早        些        年        我        和        他        打        过        交        道                                他        本        人        的        字        是        比        这        漂        亮        多        了        ！        ”
    老        白        懵        逼        -        -        啥        ？        还        有        过        这        事        儿        呢        ？        我        咋        不        知        道        呢        ？
    “        你        在        哪        跟        他        打        过        交        道        啊        ？        ”        白        展        堂        问        道        。
    老        邢        嘿        嘿        一        乐        ：        “        这        你        就        别        管        了        ！        哎        ！        你        们        都        记        住        了        ！        这        个        白        玉        汤        可        不        是        善        茬        ！        ”
    众        人        纷        纷        点        头        ：        “        知        道        知        道        知        道                                ”
    “        你        们        不        知        道        ！        ”        老        邢        严        肃        地        说        道        ：        “        白        玉        汤        除        了        盗        窃        成        瘾        ，        而        且        还        喜        欢        杀        人        ！        ”
    老        邢        在        说        “        杀        人        ”        俩        字        的        时        候        表        情        格        外        狰        狞        。
    老        白        觉        得        自        己        的        名        声        再        一        次        受        到        了        迫        害        。
    “        杀        人        ？        ”        老        白        无        语        -        -        这        都        哪        来        的        谣        言        啊        ？
    “        他        每        次        杀        人        之        前        ，        都        给        对        方        留        个        纸        条        -        -        今        晚        我        要        取        你        首        级        ！        ”        老        邢        阴        恻        恻        地        说        道        。
    老        白        一        拍        桌        子        ：        “        不        可        能        ！        盗        亦        有        道        ，        他        绝        对        不        可        能        杀        人        ！        ”
    众        人        再        一        次        看        向        白        展        堂        -        -        今        天        的        老        白        很        奇        怪        啊        ！
    难        道        他        也        是        同        道        中        人        ？        盗        圣        同        好        后        援        会        成        员        ？
    “        人        家        是        盗        圣        ！        盗        啊        ！        人        家        又        不        是        什        么        杀        神        ！        ”        白        展        堂        辩        解        道        。
    老        邢        嗯        嗯        两        句        ：        “        你        说        的        也        很        有        道        理        ，        不        跟        你        们        啰        嗦        了        ，        我        们        到        下        家        去        认        人        ！        ”
    老        白        看        了        一        眼        贼        眉        鼠        眼        那        人        ，        说        了        句        话        ：        “        等        等        ！        你        裤        子        够        肥        的        啊        ！        ”
    老        邢        无        语        ：        “        废        话        ！        走        ！        ”
    老        邢        前        脚        刚        走        ，        后        脚        一        个        背        着        包        袱        的        姑        娘        就        进        来        了        。