Just as Zhang Heng was about to leave, an old man's voice came from all directions.

"Little one, how about I write a song for the old man. ”

Zhang Heng looked around, but didn't find anyone.

"Little one, I'm on it. The old man's voice came again.

Zhang Heng raised his head and looked up, and saw a person lying on the beam drinking. Although the old man was unkempt and his whole body was in tatters, Zhang Heng did not dare to underestimate him.

According to the routine of the novel. This old man must be a master,

Besides, the old man didn't know when he got there, and even he, oh no, didn't even find Xiaohong.

It's just that in the next second, Zhang Heng was stunned again,

I saw that the old man suddenly slipped under his feet and fell to the ground with a snap, which suddenly stirred up a dust of wind and sand.

Zhang Heng was galloping past with 10,000 grass and mud horses in his heart at this moment. I swear, in the future, I will use common sense to infer the people of this world, I am the big **

The old man got up, patted the dust on his body, and smiled awkwardly: "Mistake, mistake"

Seeing the old man's appearance, Zhang Heng's interest greatly decreased, "You want to compose a poem, a piece of jade." Zhang Heng said impatiently.

He is extremely unhappy now, I am afraid that the road of writing poetry will not work, and Zhang Heng has no good way for a while.

Is it possible to write a few more useless scriptures that I have read in my previous life, and then exchange them with the Holy Land for what I need?。。。 As a result, I am afraid that the scriptures will be robbed, and he himself will be a tool man.

I saw the old man spread his hands, and then pointed to the clothes on his body and said, "Little guy, old man, if I want to have jade, can I still look like this?"

Zhang Heng looked at him carefully, indeed, this old man didn't have a complete cloth on his body, how could there be such a thing as jade.

Zhang Heng didn't want to entangle with this old man anymore, so he picked up a pen and wrote on a piece of paper:

Beggars buy graves, and wear tattered clothes and shoes. Unwilling to seek in vain, shame to hide the first with injustice.

Then he called Xiaohong and walked out. Only the old man stood in place and sighed with good poetry,

Zhang Heng was extremely contemptuous in his heart, as if he could read it?

But before Zhang Heng had gone far, the old beggar caught up again, and after collecting the poem, he said righteously: "Old man, I never owe others favors." ”

Zhang Heng said impatiently: "Then, a piece of jade, bring it." ”

"Nope. ”

"Then take the poem and walk away, don't bother Master Ben"

"Why don't I solve the problem for you?"

"Okay, Master, I need the fifth-order Pure Heart Pill, do you have it?"

"Uh, no"

Zhang Heng was speechless.

"Well, there's jade in my sleeping place, so come with me and get it. "The old man insisted.

When Zhang Heng heard this, he really stopped, not because of the jade, but because it was obviously a low-level scam. But what Zhang Heng is not afraid of is trouble, but he is afraid that trouble will not come.

"Xiaohong, you go back first, young master, I will accompany him to get jade. Zhang Heng said to Xiaohong.

"Young master, don't ......" Xiaohong didn't finish speaking. Zhang Heng hurriedly spoke.

"Good, go back, young master, I'll go back when I go. At the same time, he kept glancing at Xiao Hong (you can see that there is a problem, young master, I won't find it.) )

"Then, young master, I'll go back, be careful yourself" After speaking, Xiaohong walked in the direction of Zhangfu. Walking into the distance, he looked back at Zhang Heng worriedly.

Now the old beggar is confused, is this okay?

So Zhang Heng followed the old beggar to a distance, and after seven or eight turns, the old man and Zhang Heng came to a dead end, and there was no one here.

In front and on both sides is a two-zhang high wall, Zhang Heng has not cultivated, and he can't climb over it, and the entrance is still guarded by the old man.

"Oh, there's no way," the old beggar stopped. Said lightly.

Is it coming? A life-and-death situation.

If a hidden bug can be triggered when a life is threatened, then the game can be solved, and vice versa, if there are no surprises. He will be dead on the spot.

God, since you let me travel here, then you shouldn't let me die, this time, it's all up to you.

Zhang Heng slowed down, slowly closed his eyes, and said loudly to the old man, "Come on." ”

Resist, that's impossible, any person in this world can hang him. Resisting only adds to the pain.

At this moment, more than a dozen people rushed out of the alley. Each has a variety of swords in his hands.

Zhang Heng, who heard the sound, opened his eyes, looked at the dozen or so people who appeared, and laughed at himself, I really look at me, there are so many people at once.

The man at the head has a scar on his face. He walked to Zhang Heng, stood on the ground with the big knife in his hand, and said very politely: "My name is Scar, I am a bandit around here, someone bid for your life today, so I brought my brothers over, do you have any last words, hurry up." ”

Damn, you're here to kill for money, no, you're here to kill people, don't wear black clothes or cover your face, you still report yourself, and you don't have any professionalism.

Zhang Heng didn't answer Scar, but said to the old beggar: "If these people are not attracted by you, then you go quickly, their target is me." If you are their accomplice, just when I didn't say, Zhang Heng closed his eyes again, and then sat cross-legged.

Hearing this, the old beggar ran outside without saying a word, and disappeared at once.

The robber looked at the old beggar and did not chase after him, Scar pulled out a big knife and pointed at Zhang Heng, "Since you have nothing to say, then go on the road." After saying that, he cut it down, and Hao showed no mercy.

The knife was getting closer and closer to Zhang Heng's forehead,

However, just when he was about to meet Zhang Heng, he heard a scream coming from Scar's mouth. Then Zhang Heng heard a series of screams, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Scar's group all fell to the ground, and no one survived.

I'll go, master, is my bug so bad? Who dares to provoke me now, I'll just sit on the ground and let him cut it down, which is too powerful, killing more than a dozen monks in a second,

I'll just say, master, I'm a traverser, it's impossible to be like this, now I can beat the Holy Son, marry the Holy Maiden, and go to the pinnacle of life. Aha

Aha!

"What are you doing, little one?" said an old man's voice.

Oh, it turned out to be this kind of routine, it's not bad, an omnipotent old man took me to practice. Eh, no, why is this voice so familiar, Zhang Heng looked at it, but saw the old beggar who had already left appear not far away, looking at Zhang Heng with a smile while drinking.

Only then did Zhang Heng understand what was happening,

"You killed all these people?" Zhang Heng asked

"Yes, old man, I have been favored by others, and I have been able to solve problems for others. Then he turned and left.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang Heng asked loudly,

"I'm your grandfather". The old man had vanished, and the voice was coming from afar.