Looking up, there was a pool of clear blue sky that was almost bottoming out, cloudless, but Jin Qiwu was leaning against the wall without a door frame.

No one has been taking care of it for a long time, and the walls are covered with moss, and the slightest touch of it will stain some on the clothes.

Jin Qiwu didn't care at all, he leaned all night, his back was slippery, and the scorching sun rose, but he felt a chill.

When he arrived in town yesterday, he immediately went to find the businessman who signed a contract with him, but he didn't want to touch the void.

The merchant claimed to be surnamed Lin, a native of Andu, passing by Yuanli Town, and happened to see the silver-plated hairpin in his hand, so he specially stopped the sailing merchant ship and waited for seven days of delivery before continuing to sail back to Andu.

Obviously, such a big merchant ship is obviously flying the flag with the surname 'Lin'.

However, in less than half a day, the shopkeeper surnamed Lin was not there, and although the merchant ship was still docked at the dock, the flag fluttering on it was not the same surname.

Jin Qiwu pressed the uneasiness in his heart, turned his face and asked around, and the news he inquired about made him break out in a cold sweat.

What kind of merchant ship surnamed Lin from Hoi An Du, but the ship of the Sun family in Yuanli Town, just sailed away some time ago, and now it is just back.

And it just so happened that he came to the dock late, so it was not clear at all.

And what is even more panicked in his heart is that the head of the Linglong Pavilion is the Sun family, and many points are in a row, no matter how stupid Jin Qiwu is, he knows that he is afraid that he will cause another big disaster.

Unable to find someone to change the contract, he put his hope on the recipe, as long as the silver-plated hairpin was made on time within seven days, he could easily make the difference.

At that time, he hid some thoughts in his heart, and went to the other side of the town, just to bypass the Sun family's shop.

But I didn't want to, I hit a wall again in the pharmacy, and the ingredients in the recipe were written by the little sister Some people in the pharmacy didn't know it at all, or it was the wildflowers and weeds everywhere on the mountain, and the guy at the pharmacy looked up at him from time to time, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

Although Jin Qiwu also has doubts, but in the end I believe that Xiaomei will not joke about this, he was still standing in a mystery before, he will only be complacent, and Xiaomei can find out that it is wrong by looking at the contract, she probably also found out that she has difficulties again, and how to write a formula at will to let him run in vain.

The house didn't fit it, so he turned and left, ready to go to the most famous pharmacy in town.

Because he was in a hurry, Jin Qiwu bumped into a lot of people along the way, and when he arrived at the pharmacy, he took out his coat pocket, and the rice paper with the formula was missing.

Even he didn't know how he had come to this wasteland, and every now and then he could see one or two beggars dressed in rags, using the sky as a bed and the earth as a bed

, and now Jin Qiwu is also like these people, with a scruffy beard, unworn clothes, and a godless face.

Jin Qiwu's eyes were not focused, he tilted his head, and his mind was blank.

"Brother, borrow a place." A beggar next to him came over, he sat on the threshold next to Jin Qiwu, took out a half-black steamed bun from his tattered sleeve, and didn't like the dirt on it, patted it and bit it down.

The beggar exclaimed: "It's still the strength of white noodles, the people in the town really don't know how to live, and half of the white flour steamed buns are eaten and half are thrown away." ”

Although the beggar was not very old, he could see the messy and depressed appearance of the middle-aged man next to him, and he knew what kind of blow he had suffered.

He has seen a lot of such people in this area, some of them are discouraged and have no fighting spirit, and their lives are mediocre; Some are rekindled and burst out with greater power.

The beggar saw one a few years ago, and he was not big at that time, and he was still a poor little beggar in the mouth of others.

At that time, he was squatting beside him, and he saw an old beggar say a word to the man, and the man's eyes suddenly came to light, and he left violently, and it didn't take long for him to become a big family in the town, and the man still wanted to take the old beggar back to support him.

Unfortunately, the old beggar did not have that blessing, and had already ascended to heaven and left before the man could find him.

Thinking of this, the beggar was interested, he racked his brains and thought for a long time, and finally remembered what the old beggar said at that time, he coughed lightly, and pretended to say: "As long as you don't die, difficulties will naturally die, in this case, what are you afraid of?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for the person next to him to react, he was complacent, trembling his shoulders and laughing.

He didn't see that the blind-eyed man next to him was shocked by his words, and he couldn't help but tense his body, and his weak hands slowly clenched into fists.

Jin Qiwu thought that he hadn't encountered a big pit not long ago, and he would have fallen into the abyss if he hadn't crossed it, but he hadn't passed it safely, so wouldn't this time be a test.

If he would have been thrown to his death, why didn't he try again? Maybe you can still cross it safely.

Jin Qiwu, who figured it out, didn't like the mess on the beggar's body, he put his hands on his shoulders, his eyes widened, and he said with a shy: "You're right, I'm afraid of what he will do, maybe it's not me who dies." Hahaha, right? ”

The beggar was frightened by the sudden arrival, his arms were pinched in pain, but he didn't dare to resist, he nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's definitely not you who died." ”

After getting the answer he wanted, Jin Qiwu was even more energetic, he hurriedly stood up and took a few steps, but was slid by the moss on the ground, stood up with both hands on the ground, and ran towards the town in a hurry regardless of the fact that his palms were scratched by the raised stones on the ground.

The beggar who was left alone patted his chest and whispered happily: "Fortunately, it's okay, I haven't lived enough, master." ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but think about it, maybe he would have the luck of an old beggar, and he wouldn't wait for many days, and this middle-aged man might be developed and would come to repay him. He is more blessed than the old beggar, and the blind man on the street has calculated it for him, and he will be rich and prosperous in the future.

For this reason, he had to live longer. The beggar smirked thoughtfully, nibbling on the steamed bun in his hand full of thoughts.

What the beggar didn't know was that not long after, he was really right.

Look at this side again, Jin Qiwu's legs trembled, and he finally ran out of the wilderness, he was groggy yesterday, and he didn't know how to get here.

When he came to the street, he looked around, but he was extremely unfamiliar, so he could only ask the people on the street.

Xu saw that his clothes were in tatters, his face was full of stubble, and he looked gray, and he was waving his sleeves far away from him on the road.

Jin Qiwu finally caught one, so he asked him about the study school where the third brother was, and when passers-by heard that it was a family school, his cold face warmed up a little, and he pointed out the place to him.

Jin Qiwu hurried over, and after hurriedly thanking him, he walked quickly, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't run around on the street, he was afraid that he would have to run away.

When he encountered this, the first thing he thought of was the third brother, first saying that he was a scholar, and then the third brother had been in the town for a long time, and he knew some people, so he looked forward to whether he could find out something, hoping to tide over the difficulties.