The early morning sun slowly shone into the cracks on the roof of the ruined temple, dyeing the dilapidated ruined temple with a layer of golden light. In the ruined temple, a group of beggars lay on the ground and fell asleep, and the sunlight in the gap shone directly on the faces of the beggars, perhaps the temperature of the sun made people feel a little uncomfortable. In the pile of beggars, a little beggar rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up slowly.

"Ah, is it dawning again? Get up and eat. The little beggar sat up with his waist stretched out, and though his clothes were in tatters, he did not have the filth and exhaustion of other beggars. Tie his long black hair behind his head, and the little beggar slowly walked to the pool outside the temple and began to wash his face.

"Uncle De, get up. It's dawn. The little beggar who had finished washing walked into the temple and began to wake up the other sleeping people, among whom there was a middle-aged man sleeping on the altar table in the temple who was taken care of, and it was obvious that he was the uncle of the little beggar's mouth.

The little guy saw that Uncle De didn't mean to wake up, his eyes rolled, and a bad idea came to mind. He took a broken bowl from the beggar who struggled to get up, and then picked up a small brick on the ground. The little beggar walked outside to the pool and fetched a bowl of water, and quietly placed it on Uncle De's head.

"Uncle De, your money has fallen to the ground." Bang, the little beggar slammed the bricks on the offering table in Uncle De's ear.

"Huh? Where is my money? Don't touch my money. Uncle De, who was awakened by the sound of the knocking, heard someone say in his ear that after his money fell to the ground, a carp was about to get up and look for money, but he obviously did not notice the broken bowl of water that the little beggar had placed on his face.

With a snap, the broken bowl fell on the offering table, and the water in the bowl was all spilled on Uncle De's crotch without the slightest waste.

"Oh, Uncle De is such a big person and has to wet the bed when he sleeps." When the little beggar saw that his little trick had succeeded, he began to laugh directly in front of the offering table, and it seemed that if no one pulled him, he would have laughed and turned his back on it.

Uncle De, who was standing on the offering table, looked at the water stains on his body, and then looked at the little beggar who was smiling in front of him, and his old face turned from red to black in an instant, as if it was the stove that usually burns the fire and cooked at home, and he was about to become a black-faced Bao Gong.

"Song Hexuan, you kid don't go to the house for three days, don't run." Saying that, Uncle De jumped off the offering table and was about to catch the little beggar.

The little beggar's name is Song Hexuan, and he is new to this group of beggars. On a rainy night three months ago, Uncle De, who had come back from asking for food, led a group of beggars to pick him up on the way back to the ruined temple. Song Hexuan's coma lasted for three days, and the kid slowly woke up after three days, but he didn't know what Uncle De asked, no matter what Uncle De asked or said, Song Hexuan was silent about his origin.

In fact, Song Hexuan didn't want to say it, but he didn't dare to say it, can he tell Uncle De in front of him that he is not from this world. Song Hexuan is a small otaku in the 21st century, and when he was playing a martial arts game called Jiuyin Zhenjing at home that day, he accidentally scattered the water in the socket next to the computer, so he joined the crossing army that others dreamed of.

In the past three months, Song Hexuan has been observing the world while begging Uncle De for food and begging, but he has not gained much. As the saying goes, a person's living environment determines the level of the person's vision. What can a beggar touch, it is obvious that he will not be able to touch anything, except the white eyes and invincing of others.

So far, Song Hexuan only knows that he seems to have returned to ancient times, but he is not very clear about what era it is, and this is still an ancient era with martial arts, of course, this martial arts Song Hexuan did not see, but he deduced it himself through Uncle De's words, I remember that once a kind person gave them a jar of beggars for a meal, which made Uncle De's group very happy, and everyone drank too much that night, except for Song Hexuan, Although he is an otaku, it is not something that can be poured with this low-alcohol liquor in ancient times.

It was at that time that Song Hexuan heard Uncle De say two words - the beggar gang, and said that he came out of the beggar gang, although others said that Uncle De bragged and didn't believe it, but Song Hexuan remembered it in his mind, and these two words were deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Uncle De, hey, don't fight, I'm not joking, don't be angry." Song Hexuan caught up with Uncle De in three or two steps, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly bowed his head and begged for mercy.

The crow that was quietly staying in the trees in the woods outside the broken temple screamed and flew up for some reason, and the sound that made people feel uncomfortable when they heard it could be heard from miles away, and Uncle De, who was about to clean up Song Hexuan, saw this, his eyes flashed, and his right hand that was raised and ready to spank his big ass was also put down.

"Boy, you don't go to the house for three days, so you won't spank you if you're in a good mood today, but you little rabbit cub can't help but teach a lesson, you now go to Aunt Bai's bun shop outside Suzhou City to get me two buns, Lao Tzu wants to have breakfast." After speaking, Uncle De kicked Song Hexuan out of the broken temple.

Song Hexuan rubbed his delicate buttocks, and kept muttering that this old thing didn't know what was crazy today, and asked him to go outside Suzhou City to find buns early in the morning, my God, it was several miles away. People had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Song Hexuan, who was forced by Uncle De's obscenity, shook his head while rubbing his ass and walked towards Suzhou City.

The smile on Uncle De's face in the broken temple disappeared after Song Hexuan left, as if the smile just now had never appeared. Glancing at the frightened birds flying around in the woods outside the ruined temple, Uncle De calmly walked to the door and sat down cross-legged, as if waiting for something.

The sun is rising, and the sun is rising as time progresses, Song Hexuan, who was walking on the mountain road, wiped the sweat on his head, and kept cursing Uncle De in the broken temple in his heart, he couldn't afford to joke about such a big person, and let him go so far to buy buns, and he especially wanted Aunt Bai's family, and there was no one else who didn't eat. Complaining and complaining Song Hexuan still walked towards Suzhou City, no matter what, Uncle De still had to listen to his words, he didn't want to come back and take a big foot.

"You're finally here, it's been so hard for you for so long, following me every day like a fart." Uncle De, who was sitting at the door, opened his eyes and looked at the killer standing in front of him, dressed in black and holding a sword, and the beggars around Uncle De all died without exception.

No answer, no hesitation. This group of black-clothed people seemed to be killing people for the sake of killing, and with the gesture of the leader, these people rushed towards Yu Dewei as if they had seen a fishy cat, and the murderous aura was like a steel knife scraped by the cold wind and constantly impacted Yu Dewei in front of the broken temple.

"It's good to come." Although Yu Dewei knew that he couldn't escape today, it was not his character to resist without resistance, so he picked up the bamboo pole he held when he asked for food next to him, and rushed forward like a spiritual snake out of a hole.

"Spirit snake stick method, it's a pity that this stick method can't save your life." The black-clothed leader who stayed outside the battle circle said lightly, this was the first time he spoke since he came to the broken temple, and it could be seen from the tone that he seemed to be very disdainful of Yu Dewei who was struggling to resist.

Outside Suzhou City, Song Hexuan, who finally came here, almost didn't die of exhaustion, Song Hexuan, who was sitting on the roadside stone resting, carefully took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, but don't underestimate this little money, this is already all the property of Song Hexuan and Yu Dewei's group, Song Hexuan doesn't know which door Uncle De smokes crazy today and actually wants to eat Aunt Bai's steamed buns in the morning, you must know that Aunt Bai's steamed buns are very famous in the whole Suzhou City, so being famous at the same time naturally means that it is very expensive.

"Auntie, here are two buns." Although he was very reluctant, Song Hexuan gritted his teeth and bought two steamed buns in front of Aunt Bai's stall, and after getting the wrapped buns in his hand, Song Hexuan began to slowly go home.

Along the way, Song Hexuan began to constantly recall Uncle De's expression in the morning, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the matter of buying steamed buns today was very weird, as if Uncle De deliberately let him come out, and suddenly a bright light flashed in Song Hexuan's mind, "It's not good." ”

Song Hexuan, who finally realized that something was wrong, ran all the way, and the small broken temple was now his only target, and the branches and thorns along the way made his already tattered clothes even more tattered, but these could not stop his determination to return to the broken temple.

Close, close. Song Hexuan, who was about to run to prostration, finally ran to the outside of the broken temple, but the hellish scene in front of him completely frightened him, and after being stunned for three seconds, Song Hexuan directly bent over and vomited, which didn't make him vomit out of his bitter gall. After finally calming down his physical reaction, Song Hexuan forced himself to turn around and look at the scene in front of him again.

Blood, stumps, and the lingering smell of blood, all of this constantly stimulated Song Hexuan's senses.

Finally Song Hexuan broke out, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh ”

Song Hexuan began to rummage through the broken corpses all over the ground after a crazy shout, he wanted to find Uncle De, he didn't believe that Uncle De would die, he remembered that Uncle De said that he was a member of the beggar gang, and the beggar gang was the first gang in the world in his impression.

Soon Song Hexuan found Yu Dewei's tattered body at the door of the broken temple, Yu Dewei did not put down the short stick in his hand until he died, and a pair of angry eyes looked at the sky unwillingly. Song Hexuan forcibly held back the tears on his face, and slowly helped Uncle De close his eyes with his right hand.

The two of them sat motionless at the door of the ruined temple under the sunlight, and the long hair combed neatly behind Song Hexuan also began to slowly turn white at a speed visible to the naked eye at this time. At night, Song Hexuan dug a pit for the people who died tragically today in the open space next to the ruined temple with one of his hands, and buried all the beggars who accompanied him day and night.

Song Hexuan knelt in front of the grave, his hands tightly pinched a piece of black cloth embroidered with red mandala flowers that he had finally found from the pile of corpses, Song Hexuan looked at the small tombstone that he had spent half a day making, and kowtowed three times.

"Uncle De, you and everyone can leave with peace of mind, I, Song Hexuan, swear again: As long as I live, I will definitely avenge you." A thunderclap pierced the black sky, and soon a downpour began to wash the blood-stained earth.

"Ding, meet the conditions, martial arts open." A cold voice came into Song Hexuan's ears.