Mo Wen is a real beggar, as if he has been doing this business since he can remember, perhaps the only difference is that he used to help others beg, but now he is doing it for himself.

I have to admit that beggar is a high-income profession, especially in previous years, it is not uncommon to ask for hundreds of thousands of people a day, and over the years, as the number of people doing this line has gradually increased, the income has begun to decline strictly, but even so, it is quite simple to earn a hundred and ten yuan a day, not to mention freedom, so Mo Wen likes his own job, especially after a chance to go down to Menao, Mo Wen is more satisfied with the sharp increase in income.

Hundreds or thousands? That's just a normal situation, I remember that once when Mo Wen, who was very lucky, passed by the door of a casino, he was directly thrown a large stack of more than 20,000 yuan by a high roller who was estimated to have won a lot of money, and the excited Mo Wen almost didn't go crazy at that time, so that Mo Wen stayed in the car cemetery where he usually stayed for a few days and didn't dare to go out.

The only thing that made Mo Wen unhappy was that it was so troublesome to be arrested and repatriated every once in a while, so that for a while later, Mo Wen couldn't even go through the normal procedures to come to Menao. And it's not easy to beg at the door of the blockade, as long as you appear, you will be evicted within a few minutes, and it is not uncommon for a bad-tempered security guard to be beaten, which makes it impossible for Mo Wen to stay at the door of the casino and beg.

It wasn't until half a year ago, because of an accident, that things slowly changed.

Mo Wen clearly remembered that it was a Sunday, and he was dangling on a pedestrian street with a broken bowl, when suddenly there was a noise from an ancient understanding store on the side of the street, and Mo Wen, who was a little curious, just turned his head to look at the door of the ancient understanding store, but he happened to see a black whirring thing smashing towards him.

"Bang!" didn't even see what was flying clearly, a burst of heart-piercing pain suddenly came into Mo Wen's consciousness, and squatted on the ground like a conditioned reflex, Mo Wen reached out and covered his smashed forehead, and suddenly felt a burst of warm things flowing out of his forehead, Mo Wen didn't know that it was smashed and bleeding! When I took it down, I saw that my whole hand was red with blood.

And it wasn't until this time that Mo Wen saw the thing that fell to the ground after hitting him, that seemed to be a copper turtle the size of a baby's fist? It's just that unlike ordinary turtles, the copper turtle looks like a dragon head? Stunned, he picked up the copper turtle from the ground, and Mo Wen looked at the ancient understanding store, but he was wondering if he should go in and find the medical expenses for throwing the copper turtle or something?

The reason why he hesitated was because Mo Wen knew very well that there were few poor people who could come to this kind of place, so he would come to the door with his own identity, and if he was unlucky, he was afraid that he would be burned. Fortunately, the people in the store didn't let Mo Wen worry for long, just when Mo Wen picked up the copper turtle and was stunned, a middle-aged fat man walked out of the Gu Understand store angrily, and he still cursed this Gu Understand store that sells fakes, but it looks like it is obvious that even if he buys a fake, there is no way to take this Gu Understand store, after all, Gu Wen buys this thing with eyesight, and it is no wonder that others are surprised by the eyes.

The fat man who came out of the ancient understanding store also saw Mo Wen who was holding a copper turtle in one hand and covering his forehead in the other hand, and he didn't have to guess that he knew that it must be the copper turtle he threw out in anger that smashed the beggar, and glanced at the copper turtle that was held by Mo Wen's bloody hand, the fat man frowned, took out his wallet with some bad luck, took out a few pieces of money from it and threw them in front of Mo Wen, and left straight without paying attention to Mo Wen from beginning to end, and naturally the copper turtle that made him angry was finally left in Mo Wen's hand.

Q: What was it like to ask Mo at the time? In addition to being happy, it must still be happy, don't look at the blood flow that was smashed like that at that time, it was quite terrifying, but don't ask your family to know your own family affairs, and the head was smashed not very strictly, but look at the money given by others, it is almost a thousand yuan, where do you usually find this kind of good thing?

The happy Mo Wen called it a day straight away, cut a catty of pig's head meat, and bought two small dishes and a bottle of wine to pour himself drunk, as for the copper turtle, it was a fake anyway, and it was directly put in his pocket and didn't pay attention to it.

It stands to reason that the matter should have come to an end at this point, but in fact, it seems that Yiqiē has just begun, and that night in a daze, Mo Wen seems to have had a strange dream, and there is no image in that dream, only a voice that has been muttering something in his head all night.

The reason why it is said to be a strange dream, it is because since that night, the dream seems to be entangled with Mo Wen, as long as Mo Wen falls asleep every day, the dream will appear in due time, but the difference is that from time to time Mo Wen can see a sloppy old Taoist priest appear in the dream to do something, and as he experiences those dreams again and again, the dream also began to become clear in Mo Wen's consciousness, at least soon Mo Wen will know, and those muttering in his mind are actually some scriptures.

Neuropathy? Schizophrenia? No matter what's going on, anyway, Mo Wen, who is worth hundreds of thousands, has never had the idea of going to a doctor to see, you must know that it is all his hard-earned money, and he is still counting on earning a few more years, and then find a place to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law.

Anyway, after half a month, although there was a bit of a fuss, Mo Wen didn't find out what bad impact the dream had on him, and even seemed to be because of the dream, even the quality of sleep was a lot better, and he woke up every day with ten spirits, the only thing that was unpleasant was that every time he woke up from sleep, he was sweating profusely, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, but did it matter how much it mattered to him as a beggar?

The days passed quickly, and more than half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Mo Wen, who found that he was beginning to have lice on his body, found a pond in the park and rinsed himself, and was lazy to return a little, but Mo Wen, who was still a normal person, had no intention of getting along with lice.

And this cleaning that should have been ordinary made Mo Wen wash up the problem, and inexplicably, Mo Wen found a thumb-sized dragon head tattoo on his arm. Tattoo? Mo Wen dared to swear that he had never gotten these things, and even if he did, it was just some scars left by injuries, so how could that incomparably delicate dragon head tattoo appear on his body?

However, ......, it seems that the dragon head seems to be a little familiar in Mo Wen's eyes? After thinking about it carefully, Mo Wen reacted, doesn't it look like the copper turtle that hit him some time ago? He'd forgotten about it for half a month, and it seemed like he hadn't seen the shadow of the bronze turtle since that day.

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