"Rock sugar gourd!"

"Fruit! fresh fruit!"

"Freshly slaughtered sow!

At the morning market, it was filled with the shouts of all kinds of people, and the bustling crowd came one after another, so it was not lively.

A foul-smelling Scarface beggar shuttled through the crowd, which made the young people with a little literacy avoid one after another, and the girls even covered their noses with silk scarves.

The scarf-faced beggar, who was spurned by everyone, walked to the fruit stall and scattered the small shops that were originally full of customers.

"Get out, stink, get out!" the fruit stall owner was furious.

Scarface stared at the fruit stall owner before taking two apples and putting them in his pocket.

The boss wanted to scold when he saw this, but after thinking about it carefully, he wouldn't harm himself anymore if he took two fruits, so he simply didn't say anything.

Scarface beggar also left very interestingly, walked to a small alley, squatted down and tasted the apple, he felt particularly fragrant - after all, in the underground world he can only eat rotten apples or others gnaw the leftovers, someone told him that he can come to the town to ask for it, or just take it, take a little less, the boss will generally feel that the wealth is ruined, and sure enough, he succeeded...... Once, twice, three times...... He enjoyed the pleasure.

Suddenly, Scarface noticed that there was another little beggar staring at him pitifully, and the little beggar's eyes were wide and full of longing...... Scarface looked around and made sure there was no one else, then gave another apple to the little beggar, who took it and nibbled on it.

"Hey, why are you here?" a lame beggar ran into the alley, he had come to find Scarface.

"Hungry~" Scarface beggar raised the apple in his hand.

"Hurry up, or it'll be too late. The lame beggar urged.

Scarface stands up and follows the lame beggar out of the alley.

Later, the two of them came to the nearby Guyue Mountain, where the one-armed beggar and the one-eyed beggar were already waiting for them.

The four beggars hid in the bamboo grove on the side of the mountain road, and soon the target they were waiting for, the medicine picker, appeared.

As the herb picker grew older, the mountain path was not so easy for him, which gave the beggars an opportunity, but they waited for the opportunity because their purpose was not the money of the herb picker.

The herb picker stopped at the edge of a mountain cliff, and his trip was for the hard-to-find seven-colored grass, and the beggars, seeing that the time was ripe, quickly rushed out, and the one-armed beggar's hand pushed the medicine miner, and then pulled the seven-colored grass off.

The herb picker was frightened: "You... What are you doing?"

Scarface beggar said, "What do you say, old thing?"

With that, Scarface kicked the herb picker down, leaving him to groan in pain.

"Do you want to kill him?" asked the one-eyed beggar.

"Of course, no woe can be left behind!" said the lame beggar.

The Scarface beggar did not reply, while the one-armed beggar picked up the herb picker, walked to the edge of a cliff not far away, and threw him down.

The screams of the herb pickers were fleeting, and Scarface frowned and was stunned for a moment, which caused the lame beggar to be dissatisfied.

"What are you stunned about?" asked the lame beggar.

Although Scarface Beggar's martial arts skills have not improved much, his sharp eyes are perfect for training, he stared at the lame beggar tightly, and his tone was as cold as ever: "Didn't you say that you can't leave a disaster?"

"What can a man do if he has already been left behind?" the lame beggar wondered.

Scarface took two flints from his pocket and rubbed them together to create sparks that ignited the land where the seven-colored grass was nurtured.

"Interesting, let's go. "The lame beggar is very happy with Scarface's behavior.

As night fell, Dr. Huang from Spruce Hospital was pacing back and forth, and even more anxious than him was the rich man Chen, whose stupid son was dying, and his whole body was so hot that no one dared to touch him now.

According to the usual, the herb picker has already returned, and at this moment, the stupid son of the rich man's family should also take the decoction stewed by the seven-colored grass to recover his body temperature, but it is dark, and the herb picker has not returned.

"Will there be any danger? If you stumble or fall under the mountain?" asked the rich man Chen.

"How is it possible? My grandson has been collecting medicine for decades, and my father has been doing this since he was alive, how can he be so careless?" Dr. Huang retorted.

"Isn't that going to ...... What's ...... Beasts or something?" asked Mrs. Chen, a little timidly.

"At most, there are some wild civets in this mountain fantasy, which is not suitable for large beasts at all...... Besides, if there really is any fierce beast, wouldn't something have happened a long time ago?" Dr. Huang dispelled Mrs. Chen's doubts.

However, there should always be a result, right? What happened to Lao Sun? Is it dead or alive?

"Doctor Huang!"

The voice was a little unfamiliar, Dr. Huang hadn't heard it, so he walked out of the door and saw an official errand.

The official said, "Doctor Huang, please come with us to the official mansion." ”

Doctor Huang was a little puzzled: "Master Guan, why is this? The grass people have always done their duty and have not done anything?"

The official told Dr. Huang a shocking thing: "That's right, someone found a corpse at the bottom of the mountain, it seems to be a medicine collector, I want you to identify it." ”

Doctor Huang only felt that the world was spinning, and his heart was like a stone pressing, he was very afraid to face it, but he had to face it, he pretended to be calm and gave up: "The official will wait a moment, I still have a patient here, I will go with you immediately after I go to explain." ”

The official waved his hand: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Dr. Huang nodded, returned to the medical hall, and informed Rich Chen of the matter, asking him to stay here later.

Rich Chen was anxious: "Then you are going, what should I do?"

Doctor Huang comforted: "Don't worry, I'll identify it, whether it's or not, I'll come back quickly, and then go pick the seven-colored grass myself." ”

As soon as Dr. Huang left on his front foot, the beggar quartet appeared, and they walked into the hospital openly.

When the rich man Chen saw this, his lungs were about to explode: "You guys, how did you get in!"

The lame beggar smiled distortedly: "Walk in, and no one stops you!"

Rich Master Chen: "Get out! Get out! How is this the place where you inferior people come from!"

The one-armed beggar said, "Don't worry. ”

The Scarface beggar took out the seven-colored grass and showed it to the rich man.

Rich Chen, like Dr. Huang, likes to pretend to be calm, and he seems to be very relaxed and said: "It doesn't matter, Dr. Huang can go to the mountains to pick again when he comes." ”

"Hahaha"

The three beggars laughed so hard that Scarface looked even more proud.

The lame beggar smiled: "Then it seems that you don't know, there is no seven-colored grass on the mountain, this is the last one, and it was all burned by us." ”

Rich Lord Chen's smile immediately froze, and he could no longer speak.

Scarface beggar conveyed the conditions: "We are not asking too much, a thousand gold, it will not be difficult for you." ”

Seeing that the rich man Chen was still hesitating, Mrs. Chen was anxious: "They just want to give it to them!

The rich man Chen was not reconciled, and said angrily: "They are stinky and begging for food! How can our Chen family be blackmailed by stinky begging for food?"

"Then look at your son!" Mrs. Chen took out her killer move.

Chen Xiaosil is already unconscious, and if he doesn't take medicine again, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on.

Rich Chen couldn't bear it, but he still relented: "You go home quickly and get the money." ”

Mrs. Chen responded and hurriedly ran out of the hospital.

"Alright, give me the seven-colored grass. Chen Caizhu said.

"The money hasn't arrived in our hands yet, you won't fail to understand this truth when you hand over the money and deliver it with the other......" The lame beggar said no.

"My wife has already gone to get the money! soon! You see my son is dying!" Rich Chen's tone began to soften.

"Oh well. Scarface beggar opened his mouth. "Since you want to save your son so much. ”

Rich Lord Chen said the last thing he wanted to say: "Thank you! Thank you!"

With that, the rich man reached out to take the seven-colored grass that Scarface was injured, but was dodged by Scarface.

"Get on your knees. Scarface beggar said what he wanted.

Although it has not yet reached the beginning of winter, the atmosphere at this moment is colder than the great cold.

"My old Chen has been in business all my life...... I've never bowed my head to anyone......" Chen Caizhu's tone began to tremble. "But today, my son is in trouble, and he must be unkind to his father!"

Rich Chen knelt down, he was greatly insulted, but for the sake of the child, the only child, his proud dignity was so vulnerable in front of these four beggars.

Coincidentally, Mrs. Chen, who had come back from a quick run to the bank, happened to see this scene, and he ignored his hair that had run away, walked over to help her husband up, and then handed over the 1,000 gold he had just taken to Scarface Beggar.

Finally got the seven-colored grass, and Master Chen didn't care about Dr. Huang, so he directly threw the seven-colored grass into the clay pot to boil it, and the beggars didn't stop when they saw this, and left the medical hall.

In the ruined temple, bonfires are lit and beggars sit around.

"Hey, Scarface, how dare you ask for it!"

"A thousand gold! We don't have to starve, we don't have to starve anymore!"

"After that, we were completely developed. ”

The three beggars loudly praised Scarface, but Scarface didn't say anything and raised the wine in his bowl to celebrate with everyone.

The four of them drank it all.

It's all in Scarface's plan, and he looks at his fellow people who have passed out and laughs at how stupid they are, and really thinks he's going to share a thousand gold with them?

Scarface beggar arrogantly walked out of the ruined temple.

Outside the ruined temple, a large group of beggars surrounded it, and Scarface Brows.

"You're really smart......" the lame beggar's voice came from behind.

"Do you think we're really going to believe you guy of unknown origin?" the one-armed beggar kicked the bowl away.

"I've already seen the little action you made in the infirmary!" the one-eyed beggar laughed.

Scarface understands that if he wants to keep his freshly arrived gold, a fierce battle is inevitable.