Mu Lingtian looked at the two beggars blankly, one big and one small, with scattered hair, dusty faces, tattered clothes, and it seemed that they were not very old. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Are you new?" The older beggar pushed Mu Lingtian's shoulder.

"My eldest brother asked you, dumb?" another beggar also pushed Mu Lingtian.

Mu Lingtian didn't know what he had done wrong at all, looking at the battle in front of him, his head was a little cloudy, and he felt as if he had met a bad guy again.

The two beggars pushed Mu Lingtian twice, Mu Lingtian didn't know what to do, so he stepped on the big beggar's feet fiercely, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and ran away!

Mu Lingtian's aggressive kick made the big beggar sit on the ground in pain,

"Stop, don't run!" the smaller beggar reacted and pursued Mu Lingtian.

Shuttling through the crowd, Mu Lingtian ran wildly towards an unknown place, trying to avoid the pursuit of the two bad guys!

Seeing that his companion needed help, two more beggars joined the pursuit.

"Stop him! Don't let him run. The beggar who was chasing Mu Lingtian shouted to his companions in front of him.

A beggar reacted and blocked in front of Mu Lingtian, Mu Lingtian wanted to avoid the beggar and continue to run, but the beggar grabbed the clothes around Mu Lingtian's neck.

"Tear!" During the run, Mu Lingtian's clothes were torn apart and fell to the ground.

The three beggars grabbed Mu Lingtian, the little beggar rode on Mu Lingtian, and slapped Mu Lingtian in the face with two hot slaps: "Dare to beat my eldest brother, let you run, let you run!"

The war of beggars, as is often the case, everyone has long been accustomed to it, and the passers-by have at most a glance, and some are not even bothered to look at it, so no one will care about these boring things.

The beggar who was trampled by Mu Lingtian limped after him from behind, his fierce expression was his anger, and he kicked Mu Lingtian fiercely: "Little bastard, you actually dare to step on your grandfather, see if I don't kill you!"

Punching and kicking, the beggars will not soften their hands, and greet Mu Lingtian hard, Mu Lingtian held his head and curled up on the ground, as if something salty was pouring out of his throat!

"Alright!" just get angry, and the beggars won't kill anyone.

Mu Lingtian's burden was opened by a beggar, his clothes were shaken to the ground, and he searched it: "Big brother, there are only clothes!"

"Tear it all up for him!" Several beggars began to shred Mu Lingtian's clothes and threw them on the ground, not forgetting to step on them a few times.

The big beggar squatted in front of Mu Lingtian and patted Mu Lingtian's face with his hand: "Grandson, remember it in the future, this is your grandfather and my territory." ”

The big beggar broke Mu Lingtian's hand away, snatched the copper plate in Mu Lingtian's hand, stood up, kicked Mu Lingtian twice, spat at Mu Lingtian, and turned to leave.

The other beggars followed the big beggar in the same way.

Mu Lingtian sat up, his whole body ached, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at the torn clothes on the ground, looked at the direction where the beggars left, and felt a little more hatred in his heart, at this moment he knew that the world was not as beautiful as he imagined, and he began to understand something.

A little beggar was beaten and sat on the ground, no one would care, no one would ask, Mu Lingtian sat for a while, stood up by himself, looked at the clothes that were no longer useful on the ground, he coughed and slowly moved in the direction of home.

No matter how difficult it is, no matter how painful it is, Mu Lingtian believes that as long as he has faith, no matter what he grits his teeth and can pass, he can persevere!

Mu Lingtian walked out of Licheng and walked towards the Wind Howling Forest.

The Howling Windforest is a relatively large maple forest, and there is only one inn on the way, and even the carriage will take a whole day to reach the next village. If you walk!

Mu Lingtian was still young, he couldn't think about so many questions, he only asked the direction, because for him, he hadn't adapted to how to survive in this world.

The tall maple trees stretched out in the endless forest, and Mu Lingtian walked along the road into the Wind Howling Forest.

Lush maple trees, verdant forests, lush grass, Mu Lingtian just wanted to go home.

The sun gradually set, another day passed, Mu Lingtian was still in the forest, he still wanted to continue walking, whenever he saw the corner, he would rush over happily, he wanted to see the small village behind the corner, because he was afraid of spending the night alone, afraid of the tranquility of the woods, afraid of being alone.

Reality is unforgiving, and Mu Lingtian's hopes are always dashed after countless corners.

He was so hungry that he couldn't walk, he was too tired to walk, but he still insisted on telling himself, maybe in a corner, I would be able to see that small village, after hope was shattered again, he really couldn't walk, Mu Lingtian stopped, he wanted to rest for a while.

Mu Lingtian still found a big tree, leaned on his body, rubbed his legs, touched the place where he was beaten and bruised, hatred spread in his mind, but thinking of his relatives, he smiled so happily, it seemed that all the hatred was washed away in an instant, it seemed that he had suffered so much and suffered a lot, as long as he had the belief of home, then everything was worth it.

In a secret room, the black-clothed killer knelt behind a person: "We have been lurking in the Mu family for a month, and we have not found any trace of Mu Lingtian, I believe that Mu Lingtian has already been on the cliff, and there are no bones left." ”

A back, wearing a black robe and a long robe, with a jade wrench on his thumb, was on his back: "In that case, then get up! The reward is ready, you can take it and divide it, it's been a month of hard work, you go down and rest well!

"Please also ask the elders to thank our master for us. The black-clothed killer took the wooden box on the table, as if he wanted to ask something: "I heard about the master?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, go down!" a threatening voice interrupted the killer's inquiry.

The killer retreated in horror, and his back turned around, still wearing a ghost mask: "What the hell is going on?"

That's right, more than a month has passed since the tragedy of the Mu family, and the murderer's wish has been fulfilled, and the person who wants to avenge the Mu family has also given up, because there is no clue to be found at all.

On the third pole of the moon, Mu Lingtian fell asleep under the big tree on the side of the road again.

A hunchbacked old man, dressed shabby, with his head bowed, his hair scattered, half of his face covered by hair, holding a black cane of rotten wood in his left hand and a flagpole in his right hand with the inscription: "Pinch your fingers and count the world!"

The fortune teller walked over slowly, came to Mu Lingtian, stopped, looked at Mu Lingtian, pinched his fingers and counted something, and sighed: "Marriage!"

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