Chapter 89 The Rainstorm Strikes, and the Beggars Appear (I)
Shi Wanwan and the maid arranged to hide in the firewood room, and Lie Shantong and Zhang Poxiao sat in front of the chess table in the inn room, setting up the chessboard but had no intention of playing chess, talking in a low voice.
"Who do you guess is coming this time?" Zhang Poxiao asked.
"According to my analysis, this time, as long as Tiandu cares about the Son of Heaven Sword, he will be dispatched, this road is too calm, I didn't think that he was waiting to ambush us here." Lie Shantong said with a frown.
When he heard that he might face the entire Tiandu by himself, he gasped.
Seeing his appearance, Lieshan Tong comforted: "Don't worry about the lord, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and this Tianzi Sword is also a test for you. ”
Speaking of this, Zhang Poxiao also looked helpless, and said with a bitter smile: "This Tianzi sword has been brought out since Luolonely Peak, except for taking the initiative to protect the Lord and saving my life, it is useless, and it is also a day of being worried about various large and small forces, and it is unbearable, if it is really impossible to only hand over this sword for peace." ”
"The lord must not, this Son of Heaven sword is extremely mysterious, you need to slowly master its use method, definitely more than the ability to protect the lord, just say that it has achieved a lot of achievements in the imperial hegemony for thousands of years, it is definitely not simple, it is no less than the jade seal of the country in the minds of the people, and having it is a symbol of conforming to the will of heaven, and it is not an empty talk for those who get the world, otherwise it is impossible to make those big forces moved. There is also the key to open the treasure house of the Tang Dynasty, now the army construction is the most lacking of funds, if we master the way to open the treasure house, then it is possible to become a great force in the sky. Hearing that Zhang Poxiao was going to hand over the sword, Lie Shantong was a little nervous.
"I know that this sword is very important, but now we don't have the forces to match it, you said that now we have tens of thousands of troops, how to compete with those forces that are prone to millions, and the high-end strength in the army is also seriously insufficient, except for you and Wei Chi Lingfei, no one can compete with those thousands of years of big factions? It is more practical to hand over the sword and negotiate a price. Zhang Poxiao also said reasonably, only by living can we be qualified to talk about development, otherwise everything will be in the mirror.
"Hahaha...... Yes, yes, I can see it thoroughly at a young age, it is indeed remarkable, no wonder I can get the recognition of the Son of Heaven Sword. An old and loud voice came from outside the window.
"Who is it?" Zhang Poxiao and Lie Shantong exclaimed in surprise, jumped up, grabbed their weapons in their hands, and stared out of the window vigilantly.
"Don't be nervous, young man, we are friends, not enemies, hehehe." The two of them were dazzled, and there was already an old beggar in tattered clothes in the house.
The old beggar stood in front of them calmly, and the two of them suddenly found that their bodies could not move, and their faces were shocked.
The beggar picked up a large gourd, took a sip of spirits, and then waved his right hand lightly and said softly: "Solution! ”
The two of them felt that they had resumed their actions again, and it was easy for such a person to kill them, and it should really be without malice.
Lieshan Tong was well-informed, looked at this person's outfit carefully, and then recalled the people in the rivers and lakes, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly pulled Zhang Poxiao to kneel on the ground, "The younger generation visited the beggar, just now I don't know Mount Tai, and I hope to forgive my sins." ”
"Yo, the little guy still has a little eyesight, and he actually knows that I am always called a flower, but the beggar is not, I am just a flower begging for food on the street." The old man grinned, revealing two yellow teeth.
Lie Shantong put away his cynical smile and said respectfully: "The predecessors are too modest, and now there are still legends of you in the sky, and I have long admired you." ”
"Hahaha, it's not fun for the little guy to be polite like this, I'm not here to listen to your praise, I always call flowers don't like to go around and around, it's good to go straight, you are the same as your master, there are too many flower intestines." The old beggar ignored the two of them, wore cloth shoes with exposed toes, walked to the stool in a few steps, squatted on the stool with both feet, took out a golden chicken leg from his bosom, and ate it to the two of them.
Zhang Poxiao and Lie Shantong glanced at each other, he was a little confused, but when he saw that Lie Shantong, who was not good at stinky fart, also looked like a grandson, he knew that this old man was not simple, but watching him eat chicken legs, he was still a little hungry, and his stomach growled uncontrollably.
He has taken care of Shi Wanwan for the past few days, and he has not had a decent meal, and he didn't feel hungry, but seeing the old man's delicious food aroused his appetite.
The old man glanced at him, heard his stomach growl, and took out two chicken legs from his greasy and tattered clothes, and said to the two of them: "You two are lucky, I just stole three chicken legs from the kitchen of this inn, and there are two left." ”
When the two heard the greeting from their seniors, they had to go over and take it and thank them repeatedly.
I took the chicken leg and saw that it was obviously not a chicken that he was eating, his golden oil, these two were dull and shiny, and they exuded a faint sour smell, and there were a few black pieces on the chicken thigh, and I didn't know if it was mud or what, it looked a little disgusting.
Lieshan Tong has always had a habit of cleanliness, this chicken leg in his hand he has a hairstand upside down, his stomach is upside down, only with his thumb and index finger clamped, out of respect for this old man, he endured the discomfort and did not dare to throw it away.
Zhang Poxiao took the spoiled chicken leg handed by the old man, thanked him, and ate it in his mouth without looking at it, he also worked as a beggar in his early years, and he can empathize with it the most, as a beggar, only if you are your own will you give you something.
During that time, the spoiled chicken legs did not dare to hope for luxury, the black-faced steamed buns were a delicacy, and the leftovers of rancid vegetables were the normal situation, and the old man's chicken legs and outfit reminded him of the suffering at the beginning.
Eating and eating, he couldn't help but burst into tears, he saw the appearance of Lieshantong after eating, so he took his and ate it together, the elders didn't dare to resign, if Lieshantong didn't eat, he would definitely offend the old man, but to eat this thing Lieshantong would rather die.
The old beggar kept looking at the two, and when he saw Zhang Poxiao eating two chicken legs, his eyes flashed, and when he finished eating, he asked softly: "Child, you are really good, the ghost and the old monster really didn't see the wrong person, and he was much stronger than some people." ”
As he spoke, he glanced at Lie Shantong with disdain.
Lie Shantong touched his nose and shook his head with a wry smile.
"The old-timer Miao praised, I had a miserable life when I was a child, my parents died early, and I was a beggar for a few years like my predecessors, and these things are difficult to eat." Zhang Poxiao said to the old man.
The old beggar seemed to remember something from the past, and sighed heavily: "Now in troubled times, there are refugees and beggars everywhere, there is hunger on the road, and the people are displaced, but I can't do anything, alas, ......"
"Don't be sad seniors, the current night dynasty is unpopular with the people, and forces from all over the world are rising, and the sky will change in the near future, and the people will live a good life." Zhang Poxiao said with confidence.
"Senior, my lord has obtained the sword of the Son of Heaven, and he is a man of great luck, if the seniors help, then we will overthrow the night dynasty as soon as possible, and the people will live and work in peace and contentment as soon as possible," Lieshan Tong said.