In other words, although Situ Xuan and Xiaobei have experienced a series of misunderstandings, they have also invisibly deepened their mutual understanding, so the estrangement and doubts between the two people gradually disappeared. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiaobei took Situ Xuan the best piece of the old beggar's clothes, and after Situ Xuan put it on, he first smiled bitterly, and then suddenly he thought of something, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable all over his body.

Xiaobei said that he used to live with an old beggar, and there were only two of them, so that the clothes he was wearing were the old beggar's, and the old beggar was now dead...... 'Thinking that he was now wearing a dead man's clothes, he felt uncomfortable.

Then Situ Xuan thought of this, and his movements paused, fixed on the moment when he looked down at his clothes.

And Xiaobei's next sentence also confirmed his guess. Xiaobei saw him looking down at the beggar clothes he brought, thinking that he was disgusted, he explained, "Brother Situ, I'm really sorry, there are really no other clothes at home, this is the old beggar's clothes, you can take care of it first." ”

When Situ Xuan heard Xiaobei's words, he smiled bitterly in his heart, it was really a child, maybe he didn't know that it was unlucky to wear dead people's clothes, maybe he didn't take it into account. But it doesn't matter, I've actually died once, and I don't care what I'm wearing.

However, he still felt very uncomfortable on his body, and he could only try his best to distract himself and stop thinking about clothes.

In fact, he really wronged Xiaobei, as a little beggar, he didn't wear any clothes, he once followed the old beggar to pick up the clothes of other beggars who had frozen to death in the heavy snow, and then came back to wash it, change it, and wear it himself.

In his eyes, it was no longer a strange thing to wear dead man's clothes, and the little beggar's suit on his body was made by the old beggar from the clothes of a frozen man.

"Xiaobei, do you have any plans, or any wishes?" Situ Xuan found a place to sit down, enjoying the sunshine, squinting his eyes and saying comfortably.

Xiaobei didn't speak, he pinched the corner of his clothes, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally he made up his mind, bent his legs, knelt straight in front of Situ Xuan, and said in a firm tone,

"I want to learn martial arts, I want to avenge the old beggar, I want to get ahead, I want everyone to respect me, I want to be a hero in the limelight...... I hope Brother Situ will teach me. Then he lay down in front of Situ Xuan.

He knelt down, but Situ Xuan was a little caught off guard, he thought that Xiaobei would ask for money and things, but he didn't think that he would make such a request, he was indeed a little embarrassed, he wanted to repay this kid well, and he left after his injury was healed.

It's not just because of his own special identity, once exposed, it will bring death to the people around him, he doesn't want to involve Xiaobei; And if Xiaobei learns martial arts, he will inevitably be involved in the next martial arts catastrophe, and he is likely to die, he doesn't want to harm Xiaobei.

"Xiaobei, you listen to the eldest brother, it's not that the eldest brother doesn't want to teach you, the eldest brother also likes you very much, but a huge catastrophe will happen in the martial arts next, and all those who practice martial arts will be involved, and it is very likely that they will all die, and the eldest brother doesn't want to harm you. In this way, the eldest brother will give you a wealth and wealth, and you will be a rich man, and live this life peacefully, isn't it? Situ Xuan tried to persuade Xiaobei.

"Big brother, Xiaobei is not afraid, beg the eldest brother to teach me, if the eldest brother doesn't teach me, I will not be able to kneel for a long time......" Situ Xuan's words did not change his attention, he had already decided to learn martial arts.

"You kid, you don't know what to do, I don't teach you martial arts for your own good, although you and I have only known each other for half a day, but do you think I'm the kind of ungrateful person? Am I going to hurt you? "Situ Xuan is almost close to going berserk, this kid is too ignorant.

"Since you want to kneel, kneel!" Situ Xuan gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, he really didn't want Xiaobei to get involved.

Xiaobei knelt there, listened to Situ Xuan's roar, and did not respond, he made his attitude clear, and if he didn't agree to his conditions, he didn't get up. Situ Xuan turned around and entered the thatched hut, sat cross-legged on the bed, and used the method of breathing and breathing. He wants to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

And so, it got late, and then the night came, and there was no word for the night.

The next day, in the early hours of the morning, after the rooster crows, the sun rises in the east.

Situ Xuan opened his eyes, a glint flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed again, alas, when will his injuries recover. No, I have to go home as soon as possible, my parents may not know that something happened to me, and I must get in touch with them as soon as possible.

He stood up and walked out of the door, but saw that Xiaobei had fallen to the ground and did not move. Situ Xuan was startled, rushed directly to Xiaobei, picked him up, reached out and grabbed his hand and neck, pinched his pulse with his fingers, and then reached out to touch the major artery on the left side of his neck, and picked his eyelids.

After the examination, Situ Xuan let out a long breath, but he collapsed, and there was nothing serious, he stretched out his hand, picked up Xiaobei by the waist, sent him into the house, put him on the bed, and lay there flat.

Then he turned around and looked around, trying to find a teapot, but now when he looked closely, he found that there was not even a table in the room, and there was no water bottle or teapot from anywhere.

He had no choice but to come outside the house, fetch some well water with a bucket, and then found a half-pulled porcelain bowl, scooped a mouthful of water, helped Xiaobei to sit up, held him in his arms, and carefully fed the water into his mouth.

Xiaobei was stimulated by the cold well water, coughed directly, opened his eyes faintly, and saw that he was lying in Situ Xuan's arms, looking at Situ Xuan's cold face, he struggled to stand up.

"Brother Situ, I'll go and kneel, if you don't agree to teach me martial arts, I won't get up......" The voice was weak and intermittent, but there was a firmness.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, you have a good rest first, and when you get better, I'll start teaching you" Situ Xuan looked reluctant, but he also knew that if he really didn't agree to him, this kid might really kneel and die outside.

When Xiaobei heard Situ Xuan's words, he was so excited that he almost jumped up, he could finally follow Brother Situ to practice martial arts, he had always dreamed that he could one day become a hero admired by everyone, and now he has taken the first step from his dream, a crucial step.

"Okay, you get a good night's sleep first, and I'll go find something to eat." Without waiting for Xiaobei to resist, he directly pointed at Xiaobei's sleeping hole, and then Xiaobei's eyes slowly closed.

Situ Xuan, carefully put Xiao Beiping on the bed, and then turned around and walked around the house, it was really a family with four walls, there was nothing, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets (if there were boxes and cabinets) to search for food, but he didn't find it.

Although he still has a few gold coins on his body, he doesn't dare to walk around in front of people at will, let alone walk on the streets of Jinguang City, he is estimated to be on the wanted warrant of Wuwang Pavilion at this moment, right? Maybe the entire martial arts is looking for themselves, and with a wry smile, at least in the eyes of most people, the Martial King Pavilion is still a holy place in the minds of martial artists.

Perhaps, Wuwang Pavilion has already set himself some heinous charge and ordered himself to be killed, right? If my family knew about me like this, I don't know what they would think, alas, it seems that I must go back as soon as possible.

But what now? Nothing, what to eat? I can't go to the street to buy it, but I can bear it, but Xiaobei, the child, seems to have not eaten for more than a day.

Suddenly, his train of thought was interrupted by a burst of chirping, it was a flock of vermilion birds, which was so annoying, and now he came to make trouble. Kindness? Vermilion bird? Suddenly, Situ Xuan showed his big white teeth and had an idea.

He ran outside the house in two or three steps, looked around, and saw a group of vermilion birds stopping on the big tree in front of the door, he bent down and picked up a handful of stones on the ground, raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and when he stretched out his hand, the stones in his hand had flown out.

There was a sound of breaking through the leaves, hitting the target, and more than a dozen vermilion birds were hit, struggling to land on the ground under the trees, and at the same time some broken and broken leaves fell.

Situ Xuan secretly said in his heart, "Little birds, I have wronged you, but for the sake of me and my little brother's Five Organs Temple, I have to sacrifice you, I wish you an early ascension to Bliss, and don't be a little bird in the next life." ’

Although there is compassion in his heart, there is no stop in his hands, plucking, disemboweling, a series of movements like flowing water, obviously bloody, but in his hands it has become pleasing to the eye.

I found a worn-out iron pot, cleaned it, then added water, and put more than a dozen cleaned vermilion birds into the pot, there was no soy sauce vinegar, and there was no salt, but in this case, I had to just cook it for nothing.

Set up the iron pot, light the fire underneath, and wait quietly for the pot to boil. He wasted no time, he began to breathe again, and since that time he had been in a state of epiphany, he had been trying to regain that state, and if he could get into that state again, his injuries would recover quickly.

But it's easy to say, but it's easier said than done, and he doesn't have a clue at all.

Xiaobei was lured by a fragrance to wake up hungry, he dreamed of smelling a fragrance, desperately searching for the source of the aroma, but he couldn't find it, but he found that he was getting more and more hungry, and the aroma was getting stronger and stronger, his stomach was getting more and more hungry, and finally he was awakened by hunger.

After waking up, he still had a pity that he couldn't find the source of the fragrance in his dreams, even if it was just a glance, alas. Huh, what does it smell like? It's so fragrant, it seems to smell like a dream.

It turns out that I am not dreaming, so what does it smell like? He opened his eyes and found a steaming bowl of something on the bedside, where the aroma came from.

Suddenly, he heard a man's voice, "Now that you're awake, drink that bowl of broth!" "As soon as Xiaobei heard this voice, a bright light appeared in his eyes, 'It's Brother Situ'.

Sure enough, Situ Xuan walked in outside the house with a bowl of the same soup.

Xiaobei got up from the bed and picked up the bowl of soup, the soup was milky white, and I don't know what it was made of, the aroma was very strong, Xiaobei had never asked about such a good taste.

He was so hungry that he didn't care if the soup was hot or not, so he drank it in a big gulp......

"Slow down, slow down, there's still outside, don't rush......"