"What, you want to go with me to ask for food?" Zhang Baling listened to Cangyun's words, and he was not happy but angry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cangyun nodded and said, "Old man, you are old and can't keep running, although my body has not fully recovered, it is still okay to go out for a walk." ”

Zhang Baling said categorically: "No! Young man, you are so young, and you are still a scholar, how can you beg for food? You will not be able to raise your head for the rest of your life! Our old man is going to die anyway, he has no skin and no face, and if he wants food, he will want food, you can't do it! Our old man is still walking around, and he can support you. ”

Cangyun was quite moved in his heart, Zhang Baling actually took care of him like a strict father, but Cangyun didn't know how to treat it, and he didn't understand why Zhang Baling was like this to a stranger, was it just because of compassion?

"Old man, I can't always lie down, I need to go out for a walk, besides, the scholar should raise Haoran righteousness, since he has fallen, he must face it with dignity, if he cowers at this time, he will have the idea of relatives, no matter how many books he reads in the future, he will not be able to become a sage. ”

Zhang Baling was stunned by Cangyun's words: "Our old man doesn't read much, don't lie to me, young man." ”

Cangyun's truths are actually obtained by absorbing the thoughts of thousands of believers in Elysium, and now they are easy to come by, handy, and Zhang Baling is like harming Cangyun if he doesn't take Cangyun out to ask for food.

Cangyun looked at Zhang Baling with resolute eyes: "Old man, what I said is the truth, those who want to save face are not at all aware of the true meaning of reading, but they don't know how many heroes are low, but they also leave a name in history." ”

Zhang Baling was interested and asked, "Is it? Young man, tell us the old man, which ones will be tomorrow." ”

How could Lao Tzu know? Lao Tzu had only been in this world for a few months! Fortunately, Cangyun was thick-skinned and directly copied from his memory a few legends of the world that he didn't know, such as chiseled walls stealing light, snow stealing light, fireflies stealing light, hanging beams stealing light, and so on. It's just that Cangyun adapted the story slightly, basically replacing all the protagonists with beggars.

Zhang Baling slapped his face and shouted: "It turns out that there are still these famous scholars in our circle, our old man has been wrong before, and sure enough, we don't understand the truth of the reader, that's okay, young man, let's go begging tomorrow, I will definitely let you hold your head up, be upright, and become an outstanding and famous beggar in the city of Luoerli." ”

"Well, that's not necessary. ”

The next day, Zhang Baling stood straight, like a general who was about to go on an expedition: "Go, Cangyun, let's go ask for food." ”

Cangyun is draped in rags and unclothed, and he is indeed dressed as an industry pacesetter. Cangyun secretly said Let's go out and beg, although we have talked about many big truths, it is best to keep our heads down, how can we be the same as the volunteers entering the city now? Helplessly, Zhang Baling has carefully selected wooden sticks and broken bowls for Cangyun, and wants to start the great cause of begging with Cangyun.

Cangyun has been in bed for half a year, and he has been in a daze all day, and now he has left the dilapidated house and walked to the slum streets of Urli City, as if he was in a different world, his past is really like a dream, and Cangyun is a little unable to distinguish whether the stone street under his feet is real or false.

Could it be that all the past is really Nanke's dream?

On both sides of the street are low-rise and dilapidated houses, mostly makeshift wooden houses, where sewage flows and residents look wooden, and only children running on the street laugh and laugh with vigor. In the slums, there are people who are born in extreme poverty, there are outsiders who have just entered the city, there are people who covet cheap housing here, there are people who have lost their property, there are people who have been exiled by the city, and there are also thieves and thieves. There are also some industries that cannot be set up in the city, such as slaughterhouses, morgues for ordinary poor families, etc., which are all in the slums, and of course there are some underground trades, in which the city's magnates will participate under the cover of night.

Cangyun didn't know much about the slums, and thought that Zhang Baling would take him to a more prosperous area to start a day of hard work, but Zhang Baling didn't take a few steps, and began to beg for food from door to door.

The residents have long been accustomed to Zhang Baling's existence, and most of them will choose to be indifferent, and some will even speak ill of each other, wanting to drive Zhang Baling away, saying that Zhang Baling has a foul smell and is dirty. The situation of many of them is not much better than that of Zhang Baling, and most of those who speak the most evil words are extremely poor.

They are unwilling to accept Zhang Baling, just as they cannot accept that they may become the same beggars as Zhang Baling.

Walking through a whole street, Zhang Baling only needs to reach a small half bowl of rice, slightly more than the bottom of a bowl, and is very happy: "Young man, let's boil porridge and drink at night." ”

Cangyun thought of the food he had eaten in the past few days, and according to Zhang Baling's current rate of begging, at the end of the day, he would accumulate a meal of rations, and his heart was sour: "Old man, all along, the food you have begged for has been left behind and eaten with me?"

Zhang Baling smiled brightly, and his white hair swayed in the breeze: "Our old man eats less, don't be afraid, let's go, let's continue, you are thin-skinned, our old man can talk." ”

"Who said that!" Cangyun boasted that he had a good idea in his heart, he could go to the sky to catch the moon, or he could bend his knees on the ground, but when he really knocked on a thin wooden door, and an old woman with a face full of poked her head out, Cangyun wanted to open her mouth several times, but finally said a few times, but did not speak. Seeing the disgust and dissatisfaction of the old woman surged, Zhang Baling immediately gave full play to the experience of advanced workers in the industry, stepped forward to fight the old woman, and it took half an hour to finally conquer the old woman and successfully get two steamed buns.

After receiving countless white eyes, it was finally sunset, Zhang Baling and Cangyun harvested a bowl of rice, two steamed buns, a piece of tofu, and a small bundle of green vegetables.

Cangyun and Zhang Baling were holding a bowl of hot soup and rice, holding hot steamed buns, satisfied.

"Old man, why don't you go a little farther and go to the street where there are more rich people?" asked Cangyun with a full head in his mouth.

Zhang Baling said: "Beggars also have a sphere of influence, and the streets with many rich households are full of young and strong beggars, where can we get our old man." ”

Cang Yun said with a little disdain: "Young and strong, why are you willing to be a beggar and not do something right?" ”

Zhang Baling said: "The beggar industry has many rules, and not all the disciples rely on begging for a living, and the existence of the beggar gang has its own meaning and value. ”

Cang Yun asked: "The beggar who injured me seems to have an organization, and he has also divided the hall and the rudder." What's the point of having such a huge beggar organization?"

Zhang Baling said: "Naturally, there are many disciples of the Beggar Gang, they can find out a lot of news, they can transport a lot of unsightly goods, and they can also organize into a combat force, do you think it's good to use?"

Cang Yun thought for a moment: "Such an organization is really powerful, how can the beggar gang fight so strongly, no one cares?"

Zhang Baling was silent, showing a sense of vicissitudes, and for a while: "This is not only the disciple of the beggar gang, but also the intolerance of the city lord, the magnates in the city need the beggar gang, when the beggar gang is too strong, the magnates do not need the beggar gang, they must break up the beggar gang and let the beggar gang kill each other." ”

Cangyun neither understands nor cares about the truth of the disintegration of the beggar gang, at least he has to get through the current difficulties first, as long as he can find someone to send a message to Huang Erniu, he can take Zhang Baling out of the sea of suffering, and the days of begging are just a transition.

Cangyun told Zhang Baling that he had relatives in Guangming City, as long as he sent the letter over, there would be a response, Zhang Baling was very happy to hear this, and told Cangyun that there are two ways to send the letter out, one is to find a trusted person and let him convey the message, it is a pity, as two beggars, there is probably no credible person who is willing to run to Guangming City, and the second is to write a letter, and then send it to Huang Erniu through the post station, but it requires a sum of money, and there is a risk of losing the letter.

Sending letters has become the safest way for Cangyun, so what Cangyun has to do is to save a sum of money, although the amount is not large, for beggars, how long it will take to reach the amount depends on luck.

At least, this is hope, Cangyun and Zhang Baling feel that the daily begging is the struggle of youth, Cangyun is full of hope, Zhang Baling is happy to see Cangyun, and he is also full of red face, feeling much younger.

The Western Regions are getting colder and colder, Cangyun and Zhang Baling have finally accumulated some copper plates to buy some tattered clothes that ordinary people don't want to use anymore, to keep warm, Rao is so, Cangyun and Zhang Baling are still full of confidence, support each other, beg every day, and return to the broken Taoist temple in the evening.

Cangyun's body gradually recovered, and his physical strength increased, helping Zhang Baling repair the broken Taoist temple, repair doors and windows, and maintain the roof to resist the coming winter. Cangyun slowly lowered his skin, and the begging routine became more and more mature, causing the productivity of the begging duo to increase exponentially, although they could still only maintain food and clothing, Cangyun finally began to save money little by little.

This year, the winter in the city of Porli came earlier, and the winter in the Western Regions was particularly cold, and after a few snowfalls, the city was pale. Wealthy families are happy to enjoy the snow, eat hot pot, and warm up, while Cangyun must think about how to live.

In winter, the days in the slums are even more difficult, Cangyun and Zhang Baling have only begged for a little food for several days, and are on the verge of collapse, Cangyun's internal meridians are accessible, and he will not catch a cold, but Zhang Baling is old and weak, and he begins to have a fever, until he lies on the bed made of straw and cannot get up.

"Old man, you wait, I'll get you food and medicine today. Cangyun gritted his teeth and prepared to go to the neighborhood where he had never set foot to beg, and if necessary, take the accumulated copper plates to buy medicine.

Cangyun walked out of the door of the Taoist temple, the snow fell, wrapped the tattered clothes on his body tightly, and strode out of the slum to the street outside. Just across the street, it's like two worlds, hell and heaven. A few beggars were squatting under the eaves of a house around a brazier to keep warm, and when they saw a strange beggar coming out of the slum, they were immediately alert, laughing and hugging towards the clouds.

Cang Yun obviously felt a malice and looked at the group of beggars vigilantly.

"Yo Yo Yo, what's the matter, the old gang leader's beloved disciple is out of the mountain?" said a short beggar with a face like a winter melon.