Chapter 38: Killing

"Thank you, thank you. The boy grabbed the bun and nodded hurriedly, and then walked away quickly.

"Bad luck. ”

In the alley, a young man who had just been ragged was munching on a bun. "Don't say it's quite fragrant, I'm almost tired of eating steamed buns these days, but there is a stuffing. Yin Ziqing muttered in his heart.

He soiled his face with mud, ruffled his hair, turned his yellow cloth clothes over, leaked out the white cloth inside, tore his precious clothes and rolled them on the mud floor, then buried the package under a tree, and quietly groped out of the palace.

Now he looks like a flower child.

"It's okay, but I also saved money for food. Yin Ziqing chewed the bun in his mouth and looked at the husband who had just walked through the alley.

Just now, Yin Ziqing met a young man on the street, holding a painting and grabbing himself for comparison.

Fortunately, he has been pouting like an orangutan, puffing out his cheeks, and after being caught, he quickly pretended to be crazy and stupid, smirking and dripping at the same time.

"Maniac!" The young man almost saw the saliva flowing into his hands and quickly let go, looking at Yin Ziqing with an angry face.

Yin Ziqing hurriedly squatted down, screaming "Abba Aba" in his mouth.

"Okay, okay, let's go quickly, this little beggar is afraid that he will be beaten stupidly, and it will be bad if he bites you and spreads some kind of illness later. Another husband who was traveling with him hurriedly pulled the young man away. "It's important to find someone, don't waste time. ”

"Aba, Ullah, Woowoo......" Yin Ziqing was still squatting on the ground and screaming, he was worried that the young man was still paying attention to him.

"This kid, poor one, go buy something to eat. An old woman walked up to Yin Ziqing and left quickly after dropping a few copper plates.

......

Looking at the five-text copper coin in his hand, Yin Ziqing couldn't help but fall into deep thought......

On the other side, Lu's house, the lobby.

Lu Yuan sat in the middle of the lobby with a gloomy face, his fingers kept tapping on the armrests of the wooden chair, and a woman next to him was crying silently.

"What are you crying about! Recruit bad luck here again and beat you to death!" Lu Yuan was upset by Mrs. Lu's crying and yelled at her.

When the woman heard this, her eyes widened suddenly, and she stood up and pointed at Lu Yuan and scolded angrily: "Come on, you beat me to death! I don't want to live anymore if my son is dead......!"

"Our family finally came up with such a lone seedling, and it died so absurdly. ”

"You still want to beat me now, come on, if it weren't for my father taking care of you back then, how could you be a ruffian today, you still have to be chased and beaten in the stinky ditch. ”

The woman cried and accused Lu Yuan with an angry face.

If it weren't for her father taking care of Lu Yuan back then, how could he be where he is today? Now he still wants to beat himself. I was finally able to hold the baby, but now I was killed by a brute before I got married and had children, and I haven't caught those bastards who killed her son until now.

"What's your use!"

......

Yin Ziqing held himself in both hands, bent slightly over and walked on the side of the street, and suddenly sneezed several times in a row.

It's spring, so it's time for the flu. Yin Ziqing sniffed and muttered in his heart.

"What's the matter, boy, shouldn't you catch a cold with this little body?" an uncle with a stubble on his face smiled at Yin Ziqing.

"It's okay, let's go. ”

Yin Ziqing glanced at Uncle Stubble, this sloppy uncle who was dressed like him, or even worse than him, just saw him alone in the alley in a daze, and immediately walked to him and sat down to ask questions.

"Boy, how old are you? Why are you begging?"

"What about your parents, where are the people in the family, what is your name?" ......

Yin Ziqing was annoyed by his impatience, and casually made up that his parents were killed by thieves in his early years, and he wandered to Nancheng alone.

Unexpectedly, when this stubble uncle heard it, he was shocked, and then hugged him with tears in his eyes and cried, and said that he would not have to worry about it in the future, join the beggar gang, and the beggar gang is a relative.

Yin Ziqing thought for a while and decided to follow this uncle to the so-called beggar gang.

So, he is now following this stubble uncle on the way to the headquarters of the beggar gang.

Uncle Stubble said that his name was Yan Wensheng, and he was a scholarly son in his early years, because his family was framed and the family was divided, he was sent to exile, but he was rescued by the green forest on the road, and after returning to Nancheng, he couldn't find his family and was cut off.

Yin Ziqing looked at him with black lines on his head, he didn't expect this sloppy uncle to have such an elegant name, which really didn't match his temperament, his nose-picking appearance, and his wrinkles were full of black mud when he laughed, and he had nothing to do with the elegant scholar at all.

However, his life experience is quite miserable, and when he talks about it, his eyes are gloomy, revealing a desperate gaze.

With sympathy for his uncle, Yin Ziqing reluctantly followed him to his current "home".

"It's here, it's here. Yan Wensheng pointed to the door and said to Yin Ziqing with a smile on his face.

Yin Ziqing looked up, and was surrounded by dilapidated grass houses and tiled houses, which were lonely and silent, completely different from the prosperity of the streets of Nancheng.

Unexpectedly, there was such a remote place in Nancheng, if he didn't know that there were only four gates out of Nancheng, he would definitely feel that this was a small village in the wild. Yin Ziqing suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

In front of him was a dilapidated temple with a dilapidated wooden gate covered in cobwebs. The stone lions on both sides have accumulated a layer of ash, and only one place is smooth and shiny.

Why is this stone lion's ass so clean......

Yin Ziqing squinted at Yan Wen and asked, "Uncle, are there any female beggars here?"

Yan Wensheng was stunned and smiled: "Where did the female beggars come from, they are all a group of big men." ”

Gotcha, run!

Yan Wensheng's answer made Yin Ziqing quickly make a decision in his heart.

As soon as he took a step, two figures stood in front of him.

"Little brother, didn't you leave, we beggars must unite as one and help each other. A tall, thin man grinned with a mouthful of big yellow teeth.

Help your grandma with a leg!

Yin Ziqing turned around and jumped up, and a whip leg swept towards the man's head, and just as he was about to hit, the tall and thin man leaned back to dodge Yin Ziqing's attack.

Just as Yin Ziqing was about to retract his legs and attack again, suddenly his arms were suddenly grabbed from behind, it was another fat beggar with the tall and thin man. The fat beggar controlled Yin Ziqing's arms with both arms.

Yin Ziqing squinted at the fat beggar, and his legs had also been grabbed and lifted by the tall and thin man with both hands at this time.

Yan Wensheng also rubbed his hands and walked over at this time, looking at Yin Ziqing with a mean smile.

Gotta finish...... Now, I'm afraid I'm going to plant here.

While Yin Ziqing was desperate, there was also a solemn atmosphere in the southern mansion on the other side.

The sky is getting dark, and it is almost time, which means that it is almost twelve hours since Lu Fengnian's accident.