"Can you be regarded as looking for you, an old stinky person who asks for food, and dares to ask for food in Lao Tzu's territory without paying protection money? Do you know which way Lao Tzu is on? Hurry up, hand over all the money on your body to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will spare you a dog's life!" The waste dog kicked over the one-armed old man in front of him, and cursed in his mouth

The old man appeared in the city three days ago, begging for a living, and every time he only needed some food, or a few coins, he would not accept tickets for more than five yuan.

But even if this is the case, you can't avoid people like waste dogs.

The old beggar obediently handed over the coins in his pocket.

In fact, it's only a dozen yuan, not even enough for a meal for a waste dog, but the waste dog will never let him go, and every time he will scavenge all the dozen yuan.

"What? That's what happened today? It's less than yesterday. The waste dog weighed the few coins in his hand, his eyes full of disgust, but also full of interest. "I don't like to see you, old man, understand, as long as you're here for a day, I'll be with you for a day, and I'll watch you die. ”

"I just want to beg for food, please leave a way to live, I am old and have a missing arm, please do well, let go of me, an old thing that is half cut into the ground!" The old beggar knelt on the ground, kowtowing vigorously, and soon there was blood on his forehead.

It was only his second day in the city.

"Hmph, the old immortal. The waste dog stretched out his foot and crushed the old man's face again, and then left the alley with a few dog legs behind him.

The old beggar was left behind, and the rancid bread he had so hard to beg.

The old beggar looked up and met the girl's eyes.

"Ah!" exclaimed the girl, and left in a hurry.

The old beggar knew that the girl had been standing there for a long time, holding a mobile phone in her hand, and she was hesitant to call the police. After all, if she reports to the police, she is likely to be retaliated against by these people, and in that case, the consequences are not something that she can bear as a little girl.

The old beggar limped along with his leg kicked by the waste dog.

He's coming home.

Yes, he has a home too.

"Wang!"

He has no relatives, only this milk dog that has just been picked up for a few days.

"Hehe, guess what I brought you today?" the old beggar took out a small piece of ham sausage in his hand and held it proudly in front of the little milk dog.

It's like facing your own children, and you always like to tease first.

But the sudden appearance of a person made him lose his flirtatious mood.

He put the ham sausage in front of the little milk dog and walked out of the broken wooden house.

"What are you doing with me this time?" the old beggar didn't have any of his previous whispers, but was a little arrogant.

Whoever let it come was actually the person in front of him.

"There's a quest ...... on it"

"Mission, what's the business? I have nothing to do with you, I want you to get out of here, and get out as far as possible!" the old beggar pushed the man away, and was about to burrow into the broken wooden house.

That's his only home.

"It's time for you to wake up!"

"I'm sorry I really don't know what you're talking about, and I don't know you, please leave my house now, immediately, immediately. Please stay away from me, I don't want to die yet!thank you!"

The old beggar realized that his mind that he had practiced for so many years still exploded on this day.

"The barren gate has been opened, and the dead spirits of the underworld will soon run rampant in the human world!