Casually glancing at the corpses of Wang Lin and Liu Yu, Zhao Hu put the blood-dripping long sword in his hand on top of Wang Lin's corpse, and used Wang Lin's clothes to wipe the blood stains on the long sword, put it away, and hang it on his waist.

After that, Zhao Hu did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and immediately leaned down, stretched out his hands, and groped around Wang Lin and Liu Yu's bodies, trying to find some treasures.

Soon, Zhao Hu found more than ten spirit stones, five talismans, an ordinary fire system exercise, and an ordinary wind system exercise from Wang Lin and Liu Yu's bodies, which can be regarded as all his trophies!

"It's poor!"

Looking at the more than ten spirit stones and five talismans in his hand, Zhao Hu shook his head lightly, said with a look of disgust, and casually put them into the space ring.

Immediately after, Zhao Hu paid attention to a pitch-black five-leaf clover not far away, which was the Netherworld Grass that Wang Lin and Liu Yu were fighting for! Nether grass was the main material for refining the Netherworld Pill, worth hundreds of spirit stones, Zhao Hu did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and immediately carefully picked it and put it into the space ring.

After picking the Nether Grass, Zhao Hu ignored Liu Yu and Wang Lin's bodies, handed them over to the beasts in the mountains and forests to deal with, and left the jungle straight and walked straight in the direction of Qingniu Town.

Qingniu Town is the only town within a radius of hundreds of miles, and it is also the only town in hundreds of villages, there are many merchants from all over the country, a large number of warriors and mercenaries from all over the country, a large number of merchants and warrior mercenaries, so that Qingniu Town is prosperous, all kinds of shops and living facilities are available, which can meet the needs of merchants and warrior mercenaries from all over the world.

Zhao Hu, who was dressed as a high-roller in the rivers and lakes, met a merchant when he approached a few miles to Qingniu Town, followed by the merchant, and walked slowly towards the middle of Qingniu Town.

As soon as he entered Qingniu Town, Zhao Hu entered the lively crowd, the spacious streets were full of all kinds of pedestrians, and the streets were lined with all kinds of shops, which seemed very prosperous, giving Zhao Hu a feeling of entering the city of the Earth Federation.

"Where did the little beggar come from, dare to steal, see if I don't kill you!"

An angry roar came from the corner of the street not far away, and clearly reached Zhao Hu's ears, making him involuntarily look towards the source of the sound, only to see a fat man in a white coat, waving his fat big hand, hitting a dirty little beggar, pedestrians on the street, have stopped to watch, whispered.

Facing the fat man's fat big hands, the dirty little beggar squatted on the ground tremblingly, holding the two white steamed buns that were blackened by his little hands tightly, and let the fat man's big hands fall on his body, and his dirty little face was full of stubbornness.

"Stop!"

Looking at the little beggar who was trembling all over his body and letting the fat man beat him violently, he had already become cold-blooded, numb, and killed Zhao Hu like a slaughtering dog, his heart suddenly softened, and he involuntarily stopped loudly, and walked quickly to the little beggar.

Zhao Hu's voice of stopping made the fat man in the big white coat startled, and hurriedly looked at Zhao Hu's body, seeing Zhao Hu dressed as a high-roller in the rivers and lakes, his heart tightened, and he quickly explained loudly: "This hero, I am a small business, a small business to support my family, just to make a hard-earned money、、、"

Hearing the fat man's words, Zhao Hu waved his hand, interrupted his speech, took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, threw it into his arms, and said with a calm face: "I know it's not easy for you to do business, this piece of silver is considered the cost of steamed buns!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Hu walked up to the little beggar and said in a gentle tone: "Okay, I have already bought these steamed buns and gave them to you, don't be afraid!" ”

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the dirty little beggar raised his head, looked at Zhao Hu deeply with his big bright eyes, then stood up, held the two white steamed buns that were blackened by his little hands, and ran into the distance.

"This hero, this is the steamed bun you bought!"

As soon as the little beggar ran away, the fat man in a white coat handed a large bag of steamed buns to Zhao Hu and said cautiously.

After receiving a large bag of steamed buns handed over by the fat man, Zhao Hu hesitated slightly, then took a step forward and chased in the direction where the little beggar ran.

In a moment's effort, Zhao Hu caught up with the little beggar, and followed the little beggar, leaving the bustling Qingniu Town and entering a dilapidated thatched house outside Qingniu Town.

The thatched hut was very simple, with only a broken wooden bed and a dilapidated wooden table, a worn-out bow and arrow hanging on the wall, a worn-out quiver and more than a dozen wooden arrows in the corner, and a skinny and dying old man lying on the worn-out plank bed.

"Grandpa, we have something to eat, here you go!"

As soon as the little beggar entered the thatched house, he walked to the wooden bed with a happy face, and handed the two white steamed buns in his hand to the old man lying on the dilapidated wooden bed.

"Jing'er!"

Hearing the words of the little beggar, the dying old man raised his arm with difficulty, gently stroked the little beggar's head, and said softly with a pampered face.

"This little brother, I don't know you?"

After petting the little beggar's head, the skinny and dying old man lying on the dilapidated wooden bed turned his eyes to Zhao Hu's body and asked with a hesitant expression.

"Grandpa, this big brother is a good person, it's the steamed buns he bought for me!"

Seeing that the old man set his eyes on Zhao Hu's body, the little beggar said with a happy face.

"I just saw her pitiful, worried that she would meet a bad person, so I followed, no malice!"

Seeing that the old man set his eyes on his body, Zhao Hu said with a calm face.

"This little brother, Jing'er is only five years old, very smart and cute, I picked it up in the jungle, and has been suffering with me, I am dying now, I have always been relieved that Jing'er is not living alone, I hope you can take care of Jing'er after I leave, or help Jing'er find a good family to raise!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the old man who was lying on the bed, dying, looked at Zhao Hu with a pleading look on his face and said.

Hearing the old man's words, after seeing the old man's dying appearance, Zhao Hu knew that he was dying, and there was only one breath left, so he nodded lightly and said lightly: "Don't worry, after you leave, I will take care of Jing'er!" ”

After getting Zhao Hu's affirmative answer, the old man's face showed a happy smile, and he glanced deeply at the dirty little beggar, and his palm, like dry bones, gently stroked the little beggar's face, and then lay on the bed weakly, losing the breath of life, and his face was full of peace and happiness.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! Grandfather! ”

As soon as the old man died, the little beggar, covered in dirt, his eyes were red, tears flowed down, and he cried loudly in a crisp female voice.

Zhao Hu, who was standing at the gate of the thatched house, saw that the old man was dead, and the little beggar cried loudly, without the slightest word, just stood there quietly, letting the little beggar cry enough.

When the little beggar was not crying, Zhao Hu put a large bag of steamed buns in his hand on the ground, walked slowly to the dilapidated wooden bed, reached out and gently stroked the little beggar's head, then hugged the old man's body and walked outside.

Soon after, in the woods not far from the thatched house, a small mound of earth was formed, and a stone tombstone was quietly erected there, and two lines of small characters were clearly carved on the stone tombstone: The Tomb of the Nameless Old Man, Zhao Huliu.

After letting the little beggar kowtow a few times to the stone tombstone, Zhao Hu didn't think the little beggar was dirty, so he picked it up and walked slowly in the direction of Qingniu Town.

"Give me a room and get the bath water ready!"

As soon as he entered Qingniu Town, Zhao Hu did not hesitate or hesitate at all, entered an inn, took out a large piece of silver from his arms, and said with a calm face on the counter of the inn.

"Good come! Guest, please come with me! ”

Seeing Zhao Hu so bold, the innkeeper showed a happy smile on his face, and hurriedly greeted him, personally taking Zhao Hu to an elegantly decorated room on the second floor.

Immediately afterwards, several innkeepers carried several buckets of hot water and poured them into the large wooden barrels in the center of the room.

"Find two maids and bathe her!"

After casually observing the room, it felt good, Zhao Hu nodded lightly, said to the innkeeper, and threw a piece of broken silver casually.

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a minute!"

The innkeeper who received the silver was overjoyed, and hurriedly answered, and went downstairs.

Soon after, two young girls, with bath supplies and a few sets of beautiful clothes worn by the little girl, entered the room to bathe the little beggar Jing'er.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hu nodded lightly, whispered a few words to Jing'er, and came out of the room, letting the two maids wait for Jing'er to take a bath, and he went downstairs and walked to a square table in the hall on the first floor.

"Bring me a pot of good wine, a few good dishes!"

After sitting down at a square table, Zhao Hu casually beckoned the innkeeper and commanded with a calm face.

"Okay, guest officer, please wait a minute!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's command, knowing that Zhao Hu was an innkeeper with a big high roller, he responded loudly with an enthusiastic face, and went to the kitchen to ask the cook.