Chapter 43: The Power of the Bloodline
Chen Yi saw her running away in a hurry, looked at Xiaoli in his hand again, and shook his head, although Xiaoli's injury was not as serious as it looked, but it also needed to be dealt with in time, his pace quickened, and he walked towards the old house of the Chen family,
Chen Lin'er ran back to the place where the incident happened just now, and found that the crowd had long since dispersed, leaving only blood and the broken cart.
So he hurriedly lowered his head to look for it, and kept looking down and muttering to himself: "I remember, I just fell in this place, how could it not be,"
After looking for a long time, I asked a few small traders, but I still found nothing, I couldn't help but be a little disappointed, it seemed that I was picked up by the people just now, I thought in my heart, and my little face was depressed, my clothes were lost, the money was spent, and Xiaoli was injured because of me......
Ay...... sighed, lowered her head and wanted to go back helplessly, about to give up, suddenly, an old voice interrupted her thoughts, but she heard the old man's voice come into Chen Lin'er
"Little girl...... Are you looking for this dress?"
When he turned around, he saw a beggar with fluffy hair, a dirty face, and a wooden stick in his hand.
Chen Lin'er didn't care about the stench of the old beggar, and when she saw that the old beggar was holding the new clothes she had bought before, she couldn't help but look happy, and quickly stepped forward and said gratefully: "Old man, this is indeed my clothes......
As he spoke, his little face blushed and puffed, and he said again with some twists: "Old man, are you willing to give it back to me?"
The old beggar smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "Little girl, may I ask you a few questions? If you can tell me the truth, I will give it back to you." ”
When Chen Lin'er heard this, she was slightly stunned, but she still nodded and said, "What does the old gentleman want to ask, just ask, Lin'er will definitely not lie." ”
"Hmm... Hehehe..."
The old beggar nodded with a smile and asked, "Who are you from that young man just now?"
Chen Lin'er replied without hesitation: "That's my brother"
The old beggar asked, "What is his name?"
Chen Lin'er replied, "Chen Yi,"
"Tatsuyi ......"
The old beggar touched his chin and asked:
"That young man named Chenyi, does he have a master, or a teacher to teach him to cultivate?"
"This ........."
Chen Lin'er was speechless for a while, and she didn't dare to say anything about Chen Yi's cultivation involved, for fear of causing any trouble to her brother......
Seeing that she was embarrassed, the old beggar smiled again and comforted: "Little girl, don't worry, I don't have any malicious intentions, old man, I'm just curious, and even if I have any bad intentions, do you think I'm a stinky person who wants food, what threat can I have to your precious brother?"
Hearing the old beggar say that Chen Yi was his precious brother, his face suddenly turned red, and he was a little shy, and hesitated for a while, Chen Lin'er also felt that what the old beggar said was reasonable, so he replied: "My brother...... He should not have a master, or a teacher, I think he cultivates on his own, and sometimes, he won't go out of the room for a few days. ”
When the old beggar heard this, his heart sank, and he secretly said in his heart: "There is no master, there is no teacher, how is it possible to cultivate on his own? If there are no these, how does the kid cultivate?"
This old beggar also asked these questions on a whim, because he had also seen all the things in his eyes before, a monk who practiced qi at the sixth level actually kicked to death a monk who practiced qi eighty percent, if there was no master, teacher, and cultivation resources, how did he do it?
Thinking about it, the old beggar actually pondered......
Chen Lin'er looked at the old beggar and didn't pay attention to herself, so she asked in a low voice, "Old man, have you finished asking your ......question?" Can you give it back to me?"
When the old beggar heard this, he came back to his senses and said with a smile:
"Ah...... Asked, asked,"
As he spoke, he was about to hand the clothes in his hand to Chen Lin'er, Chen Lin'er was happy, and he wanted to pick it up with both hands, but at this moment, the old beggar flicked the tip of his right finger, and his hand was like electricity, and there was a crystal clear silver needle in his hand, and the white light flashed, but he heard Chen Lin'er babble.
The old beggar quietly put the silver needle in his hand, and asked with a calm face:
"Little girl, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Lin'er looked at a small pinhole in her thumb, and said with a puzzled expression: "I seem to have been pricked by a needle just now, but it's okay, thank you, old man," As she spoke, Chen Lin'er bowed to the old beggar to express her gratitude...
The old beggar did not move and said again: "It should be that there are some flaws on the new clothes, and it is normal to accidentally prick them,"
"Well......" Chen Lin'er nodded, and was about to turn around and leave, but after walking a few steps, she remembered that she still had some money on her, which should be given to this old beggar, looking at him like that, he should have not eaten for a long time,
Just thinking about it, when I turned my head, I saw that there was still the figure of the old beggar behind me, empty, as if no one had ever appeared.
"Huh, why is it gone?" Chen Lin'er tilted her little head and looked at it for a while, there was indeed no figure of the old beggar, hey, blame me for being too careless, I only cared about the clothes, and didn't pay attention to the old beggar.
Looking at the new clothes in his hand, he thought in his heart that if he met him in the future, he must thank the old man, but when the clothes were found, Chen Lin'er still smiled at the corner of her mouth and walked towards the old house of the Chen family......
And at this time, the figure of Lin'er looking for the old beggar was no longer in the country of falling feathers, but appeared among the mountains thousands of miles away from the country of falling feathers!
If this is known, this old beggar appeared in the Luoyu Country Market one second, and appeared here the next second, I don't know how many people's jaws will be shocked......
In an instant!
The old beggar floated in the air, his eyes blazing, looking in the direction of Luoyu Country, and sighed in his mouth: "This time I happened to pass by Luoyu Country, and I don't know when I will find it...... Ay...... And the little monk named Chenyi, who was very eccentric, and the little girl,"
Speaking of Chen Lin'er, the old beggar looked solemn, took out the silver needle in his hand, and said in his heart: "If I am not mistaken, the little girl ......" said and looked at the silver needle in his hand......
This look made him even more surprised to grow up with his mouth!
At this time, the silver needle is no longer the crystal clear appearance it used to be, but has become dark all over......
"Unexpectedly...... It's really the power of blood!"
The old beggar's face was so frightened that even he forgot how many years he hadn't leaked such an expression.
After a while, the expression on the old beggar's face gradually recovered, but his eyes were still staring at the dark silver needle. Murmuring to himself:
"Heavenly Needle, I can't even admit it! How terrifying is the power of this bloodline! My God! Who is that little girl! It seems that I will have to stay here for a while. ”
After speaking, the old beggar looked at the country of Luoyu thousands of miles away, his eyes flickered, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he was silent for a long time......