That reckless man doesn't care if he is a scoundrel at this time, if he is really beaten like this, it will be the most humiliating.

I looked at him sympathetically, turned and walked to the little beggar lying on the ground behind me.

With my eyelids downward, I asked, "You heard it all, and the outcome is now in your own hands." ”

The little beggar did not reply to me, and bit his lip and tried to get up from the ground, but one of his arms and legs were broken by the reckless man, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get up.

The reckless man in the distance smiled viciously.

The little beggar gave up his intention to stand up, and crawled towards the reckless man with his other useful hand and leg.

When the reckless man saw this scene, he was not laughing, and stared at the little beggar a little nervously.

As the little beggar crawled forward, a layer of blood was dragged under him, and soon one of his intact arms and legs was worn out, but the little beggar still gritted his teeth and persevered.

The crowd of onlookers was not talking, their eyes were shocked, and they didn't understand why this little beggar was so desperate.

Seeing the little beggar crawling closer and closer, the reckless man's brows wrinkled deeper and deeper, and the other party's eyes stared at him deadly, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of the little beggar, he finally came to the reckless man.

Cold sweat dripped from the man's forehead, and he looked down at the little beggar on the ground, thinking, "You can't stand up, I'll see how you beat me." ”

The little beggar smiled, looking extremely indifferent, and the reckless man only felt that his heart was chuckling.

Everyone saw that the little beggar had raised his good hand, and took it into the wound that the man had been stabbed before, and the whole hand passed through the wound.

The reckless man's eyes rolled in pain and he almost fainted, and he picked up his fan-like palm and was about to fan the little beggar.

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed, and I arrived with an umbrella and held the arm of the reckless man with one hand.

The reckless man's hand was grasped by me, and he struggled to break free, but he couldn't match my strength.

I looked at the other hand he was about to raise and said, "Do it again, I'm going to do it." ”

When the reckless man heard my words, he looked at me with the last dodge of his eyes and lowered his other hand.

The little beggar's hand dragged his flesh back again, and the big man couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

I looked at the little beggar, who had no joy of revenge, and threw his hands casually and threw the flesh out of his hands.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and the timid closed their eyes early.

I squatted down, lifted the little beggar in one hand, and continued to walk towards the city gate with an umbrella in the other, while the other party honestly let me take it.

The crowd of onlookers took the initiative to make way for us, and the reckless man who fainted to death on the ground was not cared for with kindness.

Carrying the little beggar all the way out of the city gate, I asked, "Where is the Valley of Hundred Flowers?" ”

"Right." The little beggar's voice was a little weak.

I walked up to the right and asked, "What do you think about this unwarranted disaster?" ”

"Hmph." The little beggar snorted coldly, "This is the beggar's daily routine." ”

"Then why are you a beggar?" As I walked towards the Valley of Hundred Flowers, I asked, the grass outside the city is still there, the world is vast, and it looks very comfortable.

"It's definitely not that I'm willing to do it." The little beggar's tone was a little sarcastic, "My father died, my mother ran away, and the Erhuang I raised was also slaughtered, so I naturally became a beggar." ”

"Erhuang?" I asked, looking at the fork in the road in front of me and asking, "What's next?" ”

"The one on the left." The little beggar stretched out his finger and pointed, "Erhuang is a dog." ”

Walking up the mountain road, the road was a little winding, and I followed the path on the left, where the poplar trees on both sides grew tall and the weeds on the ground were luxuriant.

"How long have you been a beggar?" I said as I pushed aside a branch that stood in my way.

"It's been almost a year." The little beggar replied.

I deliberately laughed, "You seem to have a better temper now, and you don't think I'm verbose." ”

When the little beggar heard me, he was quiet for a while, and then said, "Once in a while I will be merciful. ”

I chuckled, the little beggar had a really good temper......

"And your name?" Seeing that the front suddenly widened, the mountains of wildflowers swayed in the wind, and the colorful scenery was very beautiful.

"Here we are." The little beggar said, "This is the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and my name is Shuxinghe." ”

"Good name." I complimented, and then I put the little beggar down and lifted his broken arm.

The little beggar frowned, gritted his teeth and did not open his mouth to cry out in pain, nor did he doubt my medical skills.

I quickly picked up his broken arm and short leg, and the little beggar bit his lip and bleed, and he didn't even snort.

I raised my hand and rubbed his messy hair and said, "Well done, a man." ”

He didn't have the strength to dodge me, so he rolled his eyes at me.

I took the vial from my bosom again, handed it to him and said, "Rub this on the wound and wait for me here, I have something to do." ”

The little beggar took the medicine bottle, and did not ask me what medicine it was or what I was going to do, but opened the medicine bottle and wiped the medicine powder inside and wiped the wound on his body.

I propped up the big umbrella next to him and walked into the Valley of Flowers.

There are many and miscellaneous flowers in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and you only feel dazzled when you enter the eyes, which makes people unable to see them.

The fragrance of flowers is dark, and it is also a good place to bury bones here.

I looked around, and there was a vacant patch not far away, and there were no wild flowers to see.

I walked towards that place, wading past the wild flowers of varying heights on the ground to the new grave.

The new tomb is very simple, only a soil tomb, a tombstone, and the word Qinglian is neatly engraved on it.

The incense box in front of the tombstone had three cut off incense, three moldy heads, and paper money sprinkled on the ground.

It doesn't look weird or different, and the next thing you can do is wait.

The little beggar did not listen to me, but came over with an umbrella, stood beside me, looked at the grave, and asked, "Who?" ”

"Stranger." I replied.

The little beggar looked up at me, apparently not convinced.

"Do you know the Oiran Qinglian who threw a lot of money?" I asked.

Unexpectedly, the little beggar really knew, and glanced at the tombstone again and said, "Her tomb? Do you like her? ”

I smiled and shook my head, "How did you know her?" ”

"I heard what other beggars said, her affairs were rumored a while ago, and then the person in Qianfu went crazy, and her affairs were brought up again." The little beggar looked at the moldy steamed bun and picked it up without hesitation.

"That steamed bun has moldy hair." I reminded.

The little beggar said indifferently, "My stomach is moldy too." ”

"Then you think Young Master Qian is crazy, but she is doing something wrong?" I said and pointed to the tombstone.