As expected, it rained, but fortunately it was not very heavy and did not drift into the wooden shed.

It was almost time to arrive in Heishui County, and a few people didn't want to brave the rain to hurry, so they simply rested at the tea stall.

The proprietress is an enthusiastic one, chatting with everyone, listening to the sound of the rain and setting up a dragon gate array.

This also opened the eyes of Luo Changning and Ma Xue'e, who had never left Qingyang County, and they knew a lot of anecdotes and customs. It was a little more vivid than what was written in the book, and the two listened to it with relish.

"Hey, boss, tell me a little more, how Gao Haitian's skinny monkey is doing evil and domineering." Ma Xue'e held her chin with a small hand, and her eyes were shining.

At that time, the safflower girl from Chunxiangyuan was changing clothes in the house, and the drunken Gao Haitian broke into the house. And ......" The proprietress looked at her with a soft expression and said slowly.

"And then?" Ma Xue'e's eyes were shining, flashing with the light of curiosity.

And then ...... When the girl saw him, she was so frightened that she slapped him and knocked him out! ”

"Hahaha......"

While everyone was talking about Xingtou, an old beggar in tattered clothes and unkempt hair ran into the tea stall screaming.

shouted in his mouth: "I'm drenching the little old man!" ”

The old beggar sat down on a stool, and with great difficulty, pulled out a copper plate from the placket of his chest, and snapped it on the table.

"Quick, the store will give my little old man a cup of hot Lao Yin tea!"

The proprietress flashed her beautiful eyes and smiled enthusiastically: "Eh, this is coming!" ”

The old beggar's face was covered with several layers of mud, and he couldn't see his original face and complexion clearly. Long white hair, messily draped behind his back, sloppy, apparently not bathed for a long time.

Luo Changning remained silent, looking at the strange and babbling white-haired little old man in front of him.

His eyes were dark: just now he was shouting that he was going to die in the rain, but in fact there was not a drop of water on his body at all, and even his clothes and bare feet without shoes were not wet, and he was very dry. It doesn't look like it's raining at all, which is obviously not something ordinary people can do. This old man is a master, either an inner martial artist with very deep internal strength, or an innate martial artist.

The beggars of the Yaohua Continent, just like the ancient times of the Dilong Continent where Luo Changning lived in his previous life, were organized and formed a large and long-established gang, the Beggars Gang.

Within the beggar gang, the class is very strict, and the ranks are distinguished by the rice bags on their backs. The highest rank has nine bags. Drop a bag without going one level lower.

And the white-haired old beggar in front of him did not have any rice bags on his body. It's either a beggar who hasn't joined the beggar gang, or it's the top one.

Luo Changning couldn't be sure what kind of situation it was, so he decided to test it, if it was really the top one, then today might be a great opportunity for him!

Think about it in your heart, and quickly count it in your heart.

In addition to Luo Changning, Ma Qingyun and Xiang Tong were also secretly observing the old beggar, and obviously everyone realized that he was not good.

As for Ma Xue'e and Xiang Yinglong, one was full of food and drink, drowsy, and little by little, they were about to fall asleep.

The other is very grinning, very rough-hearted, and only cares about the cute appearance of peeking at the girl who is half-asleep while smirking, and he doesn't notice the situation around him at all.

The white-haired old beggar didn't seem to feel everyone's gaze and scrutiny, and enjoyed the big shade tea in his bowl.

"After drinking this big shade tea, I feel comfortable and happy!" The old beggar sighed.

The proprietress twisted her waist like a water snake, put the tea bowl in front of the old beggar, and said with a smile: "It's raining and cold today, this cup of hot tea is for you, it's free, you don't need to spend copper plates." ”

After saying that, he sat opposite him and looked at him with a flawless smile on his face.

Strangely, her short and sturdy husband kept his head down and focused on eating melon seeds, except for a few glances when the old man appeared.

Even his wife hooked up with a dirty old beggar in front of him, but he couldn't attract his attention, as if he didn't care at all about her blatantly "cuckolding" herself!

The white-haired old beggar raised his eyelids and laughed: "In this way, little old man, I'm welcome!" ”

The proprietress held her chin, threw a flattering eye and secretly sent Qiu Bo, and asked, "I don't know where the old gentleman came from?" Immortal wind bones, isn't it the gods in the sky descending to earth......"

"I'm a beggar, so naturally I'm from a beggar's den! I see that you are so young and shrewd, why are you so confused? The old beggar leaned back, clutched his chest exaggeratedly, and said with a neurotic expression.

"Auntie, there are no gods in this world, even if there is, it is not in the sky!"

Ma'am......

Zhong Zhongmo: You are a gray-haired old man, are you embarrassed to ask a woman in her early thirties to be a lady......

You must know that in Yaohua Continent, thirty years old is still very young, and there are infinite possibilities and futures, especially for martial artists. People who are talented and willing to work hard even if they start practicing martial arts at the age of fifty, it is definitely not too late!

What's more, there are all kinds of anti-heaven pills, such as the Pill of Rejuvenation, the Pill of Permanent Appearance, and the Pill of Resurrection from the Dead......

"Who's your name, auntie?" The proprietress yelled, scaring everyone present.

Pat your chest, oops, what about the charming and mature little wife who is as enthusiastic as fire and has good service?

The boss's disguise was completely exposed because of the old man's "aunt", and she couldn't bear it anymore.

I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore!

Rolling his eyes, the old beggar said, "Naturally, whoever promised was the eldest mother." Little old man, my skin is tender, like a young child, isn't it younger than you. Tsk, look, I don't even have a wrinkle on my face, unlike Auntie, you can show two crow's feet when you smile! ”

Boss: As for your "mud pond" face, which can be used to raise fish, naturally you can't see wrinkles, and they are all blocked......

Wait, haven't you slept well lately, do you really have wrinkles? I haven't finished that piece of hardwood yet, and it's getting old and decaying?

Tired......

The proprietress peeked at the man who kept knocking melon seeds with her head down, her heart was sour and astringent, and she was empty.

He was about to make a mockery of the old man, but he was shocked by the claws he stretched out in front of him.

This, the white and smooth arm, can be broken by blowing, glowing with the cold luster of white porcelain......

This, without a trace of old wrinkled palms......

This, slender fingers, tender as white as shallots......

Are these all white-haired, dirty old men in front of him?

How can it be?

Rubbing your eyes and looking at it again, it's still so white, so smooth!

"You, you, you!" The proprietress pointed at the old beggar with a shocked expression, unable to even say a complete sentence.

"Hehe, how is it, isn't it smoother than your aunt, your white, and your tenderness!" The old man's eyes narrowed, and he was triumphant.

"Little old man, I haven't taken a bath for half a year, but this pair of paws is washed several times a day, can it not be tender! That's all I have in one clean place! ”

Everyone is silent: Not taking a bath for half a year is really not something to be proud of......

No wonder they were surprised, because the person in front of them, Hanako, in both hair and voice, looked like an old man.

What's more, he also called himself a "little old man".

Previously, they were focused on the identity and force value of the old man, and the old man looked dirty inside and out, which was not eye-catching at all.

Preconceived notions, the loopholes in human thinking and observation lead them to think that beggars must be dark and old.

"Poof, fellow Daoist is right, you are not old and young at all. If you rub the mud balls off your body, you must be a good boy with a jade tree in the wind and a heroic posture. ”

Luo Changning stood up, clenched his fists at the beggar, and said with a smile. He didn't use honorific titles, he called He Guanzhong senior, and called him "Taoist friend", obviously putting himself and the beggar in the relationship of the same generation, which meant to make friends.

In fact, when it comes to age, this beggar is indeed an old man, if he is placed in several other continents, he would already be five generations in the same house, with children and grandchildren all over the land, enjoying the blessings of family.

When the old man heard this, he raised his head and looked Luo Changning up and down, left and right, several times, his eyes flashed, and he was obscure.

Tugging the white beard with his chin tangled, the old man laughed and said, "Not bad." He's a promising lad with a vision, and I like it! ”

"The proprietress gave Daoyou a bowl of Laoyin tea, and I will invite you to have a beef brisket pot to drive away the cold."

"Haha, I have a heart, little old man, I will take you this love," the old beggar winked mischievously at Luo Changning, "Fellow Daoist, little old man, my name is He Guanzhong!" ”

"Luo Changning."

Luo Changning picked up the stoneware bowl that had been filled with several rounds of tea, and touched the bowl in He Guanzhong's hand, the two looked at each other and smiled, and drank it all.

One is old, one is young, but the aura is so harmonious.

Replacing wine with tea, you don't have to drink to make friends, you pay tribute to that friendship, that you are moved by acquaintance and acquaintance.

Some people are destined to meet, and their fates are entangled and inseparable.

No matter the age!

No matter who you are!

Just a match of eyes can make a lifelong vow!

Never betray that friendship!