Chapter 8 The Bronze Mirror

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Roar roar, the artifact has finally appeared!

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As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from his torn jacket and handed it over.

"Hey, hey..." The old beggar laughed, raised his hand with difficulty, rubbed it in the torn jacket, and said in his mouth: "The time has come for the old man to call Hanako, and it is time to go, thank you girl for helping the old man Hanako just now." It's always called Hanako to be repaid, this mirror, keep the girl's face and look at it. ”

Cai Wei persuaded: "The old man doesn't have to be sad, there is the best Lang Zhong in the medical hall in front of you, and you will definitely be able to heal your old body." ”

The old beggar raised his eyelids, saw Cai Wei, looked dazed, and said: "The girl is good-looking, and she will definitely be extremely rich in the future, but it's a pity that the old flower child can't see the girl soaring!" ”

Cai Wei said: "Shopkeeper Li, it's freezing cold, let's move the old man to the hospital, so as not to freeze." ”

“……”

The old beggar coughed twice and said indifferently, "No." ”

"Shut your beak!" Shopkeeper Li snorted, and his round face was full of resentment: "Injured like this, I can't save you, do you have a way to save yourself?" ”

"Old thing, I'm going to die, you just have to quarrel with people......" The old man Hanako suddenly opened his mouth leisurely.

It's always called Hanako to return to the light.

After a while, the old shopkeeper's face was as pale as a basin of water.

Shopkeeper Li squatted down, skillfully picked up the old beggar's arm, and put his hand on his vein.

"Oh, it's always called Hanako, are you still successful?"

"Emma, it's evil, the old guy is alive again!" The man who rushed over forgot to fight, and his eyes were as big as cow's eggs!

On the ground, Hanako, who had been dead for ** points, suddenly coughed.

"Ahem.... Ahem.... ”

The man rushed over, Mu Caiwei clenched her fists, squinting her sharp eyes slightly, she had found the best angle of attack, and was ready to defeat the enemy with one move.

The scolded man immediately exploded, and rolled up his sleeves and scolded back: "Damn Li Million, Lao Tzu sees that you are a little old, and you are in the same township, I salute you as a shopkeeper, you really treat yourself as a dish!" You're just guarding a half-dead little cloth village, what's there to worry about? Dare to scold Lao Tzu for flat-haired animals, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to call your mother! ”

Shopkeeper Li stiffened his neck and scolded the questioner: "Whoever scolds him if he doesn't save him when he sees death?" It's a shame that you are still alive at this age, and if you don't save you when you die, you are not even as good as a flat-haired animal. ”

"Yo, shopkeeper Li, who are you old man cursing for the New Year?" Someone in the crowd shouted in dissatisfaction.

The old man angrily squeezed into the middle of the crowd, spat out hatefully, and scolded: "If you don't save what you don't want to save when you die, sooner or later you will die on the street!" ”

When Cai Wei raised her eyes, she saw that it was a short and fat old man, with a round face, a square mouth, a sparse goat's beard, sixty or seventy years old, wearing a blue satin Fu jacket, the collar and cuffs of the jacket were inlaid with rabbit fur.

Outside the crowd, there was a hearty shout.

"Girl, that's a good point!"

Mu Caiwei suppressed the grief and indignation in her heart, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Fellow villagers, although the little woman doesn't understand any big truths, she still understands the truth of the old and the old. If the person lying here now were your father, would you say these words so openly? Everyone has an old day, no one can have a smooth life, if another day, you also fall into the situation of an old beggar, how will you feel? Today, even if the old beggar really can't live, let's help him so that he won't die so miserably, it's just a gesture, why should everyone push back? ”

There were people in the crowd who chimed in.

"That's it......"

"yes......"

"But no, girl, if you can't save him, even if he can save him, who can pay the money to buy him medicine to eat? The old man called Hanako is seventy or eighty, but he is afraid that he will be wasted if he is saved, and he is sinful rather than alive, but he is better to die clean. ”

In the crowd, someone immediately spoke: "Hey! Seeing that it is useless, the girl should not be busy, Lang Zhong in the medical hall said that even if Hua Tuo is alive, he will not be able to save the life of the old man Hanako. ”

Mu Caiwei stood up straight, and her eyes swept over the onlookers: "Fellow countrymen, the old beggar is not dead yet, which kind-hearted person is willing to carry him to the hospital with the little girl." ”

Mu Caiwei held back the heaviness in her heart and reached out to probe the old beggar's snort. In the cold wind, the old beggar is angry, and if he does not observe carefully, he will definitely think that he has long been gone.

At that time, the old beggar with a white beard was curled up and lying on the snow, his face was gray, and the blood he spit out stuck to the white beard, frozen into a red ice lump, reflecting his white hair, which was sad to see.

Cai Wei shielded everyone's anger and curses, pushed through the crowd, squeezed around the old beggar, and squatted down.

"What a sin! That black-hearted carriage ......"

"Alas, it's so pitiful, a lot of people are dying on the streets, and there is not even a body collector."

At that time, the market was not dispersed, and the great crowd gathered around, talking and sighing and cursing......

Outside, it was still cold and windy, and the snow was drifting. The vegetable market on Front Street is only one street away from here, Mu Caiwei quickened her pace and soon arrived at the head of the vegetable market on Front Street.

Cai Wei shook her head with a white face, and had to make a little panic to Du Shi, let her stay in the restaurant first, and walk out by herself.

The more she thought about it, the more guilty Mu Caiwei felt in her heart, the heavier her mood became, and her complexion gradually became difficult to look at. Seeing Cai Wei's bad look, Du Shi couldn't help but ask with concern, "What's wrong?" Wei'er, isn't the noodles to taste? ”

Because she wants to breathe a sigh of relief, a fresh life, and it ends desolately!

It was she, because she hated her uncle, and recklessly killed the killer, so that the innocent old beggar died on the street in vain in this cold winter month.

Although she is not a great benevolent person who takes it as her mission to save the people in the world, she is not a vicious person with a hard heart. Although the old beggar was hit by the uncle's horse, she was the one who started it.

Hearing the discussion of several people, Cai Wei's original happy mood dropped to zero o'clock, and the chopsticks in her hand were slowly put down.

Chapter VIII