Chaoning City, like Lin'an City, has many beggars in the city.

They roam the corners of the streets, they beg, they steal, they fight, they are ants that no one cares about in this city.

They don't live very much like people.

But in fact, even they don't care.

The next day it was shortly after dawn.

Su Qi followed Shi Yong, watched him go out, watched him turn around the street in a daze, and saw that he finally seemed to have made up his mind and resolutely walked towards the north of the city.

He sat alone at the door of a tea shop on the corner of the street, drinking tea sullenly for a long time, and he looked at the group of beggars sitting on the ground on the side of the road, resting or noisy, with a complicated expression.

Suddenly two beggars quarreled, one holding a paper bag in his hand, most of them had just begged for food from somewhere, and the other was pushing and shoving, scolding, and the other beggar had no one to stop them, some applauded, some just looked at them indifferently, and then closed their eyes and rested.

The shoving escalates.

The two were entangled and ruthless to each other, and the beggar with the paper bag was obviously at a disadvantage, first being punched in the face, his body was unstable, and then he was punched in the stomach and bent over in pain.

The other beggar took advantage of the victory, pushed it with both hands, tossed it to the ground, kicked it a few times, snatched the paper bag, triumphantly made a gesture at the others, provoked a lot of applause, and raised his leg to make up for it twice, before he went aside to enjoy his booty.

That's half a roast chicken.

The victor's food was always sweet, and the beggar devoured it, threw the bones to the ground, licked his black, oily nails with reluctance, wiped them on his clothes, and got up and walked to the end of the street.

Shi Yong stood up, and Su Qi followed.

The beggar hummed an out-of-tune tune, staggered into an alley, looked at no one around, spat at the door of a house at the entrance of the alley, and pointed at the courtyard wall, and peed.

Shi Yong walked up quickly, the beggar heard the sound and hurriedly turned around, Shi Yong waved his palm over, knocking him unconscious.

Shi Yong took out a sack from his shirt and threw the beggar into it.

Su Qi looked at it, but frowned.

The dignified Linghai Realm, a leader of the Great Han Dynasty, what do you do on the street in broad daylight to catch beggars?

Shi Yong picked up the sack on his back and walked down the alley towards Xicheng.

He came to the house again.

"Send another one. Su Qi suddenly remembered that he heard Shi Yong's conversation with his subordinates behind the wooden frame yesterday, and this is another one, referring to this beggar?

Passing through the stone staircase, Shi Yong and the scar man guarding the door nodded and walked into the cave.

The monster was still lying on the ground.

"I brought the people. Shi Yong threw the sack on the ground.

The young man from the Shanshui Sect smiled, "It's just the right time, it just so happens that Chen Qing sent someone to help me catch one more!"

The young man pointed to a platform near the monster.

A teenage girl fell to her knees tremblingly and burst into tears.

A trace of anger flashed on Shi Yong's face, "Didn't you say that one is enough!!!What are you doing with this kid?"

"In order to speed up, the girl's blood has a greater effect. ”

"She's still a child! how can you ......?"

The young man sneered and interrupted him, "Could it be that your Great Commander Shi will be at ease when he catches this beggar? If it is a delicate girl, you can't bear it? And you didn't want to catch it, why are you so angry? If you are dissatisfied, go to Chen Qing!"

Shi Yong clenched his hands, glared at the young man angrily, and after a while, he just lowered his head, said "farewell" and turned to leave.

"Let's get started. The young man folded his hands behind his back and spoke in a cold tone.

The monk dragged the beggar out of the sack and pulled it to the platform, which was covered with grooves, one by one, that stretched under the monster.

Su Qi's eyes suddenly widened, and he grabbed the wooden box in front of him, the green tendons on his hands were exposed, and his eyes were full of surprise.

A knife stabbed the beggar in the neck with a sharp slash.

Blood gushed out, pooled on the ground, and slowly flowed down the dents on the platform.

He died silently.

It's like he's been living silently.

The girl shuddered.

The young man smiled softly, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and stroked the girl's face, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, close your eyes, come, take a deep breath......."

The girl looked up at his handsome face and sobbed, "Please...... Please......"

He stabbed the girl in the chest.

Her expression froze.

The young man shook his hand, threw the knife away, pierced it precisely into a wooden box, and said in disgust.

"I hate it when people beg me. ”

Blood flowed down from the platform, pooled into a small pool in front of the monster, and spread little by little along the ravines on the ground to the chains, blood runes condensing on the chains.

"Try again. The young man said.

Dozens of monks shouted in unison, and the aura rushed out from the chains, and the lying monster suddenly opened its eyes, its eyes full of madness, it struggled, and the spear that pierced it kept shaking,

The monks tugged at the chains as hard as they could, trying to control the monster's body.

The young man waved.

Several monks who had been waiting for a long time quickly opened an iron cage and threw an eagle demon into it.

When the eagle demon saw the monster, he wailed in a low voice, trembled all over, and crawled on the ground, as if he had seen the most terrible thing in the world.

The monster leaned down and bit off the eagle demon's neck, gulping down the blood, and tearing the eagle demon's flesh and swallowing it alive.

The monster roared at its back, claw grasping the spear as if to pull it out.

"Snap", a chain breaks.

"It's going to get out of control!" cried out one of the monks in alarm.

"Do it!" the young man ordered.

Inscriptions began to flicker on the chains, and the monster screamed unwillingly like a lightning strike, as if a mountain was pressing on its back, and it crawled down, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.

"This time I woke up longer than the previous ones. An old man among the monks got up and talked to the young man.

"Eating the flesh and blood of those demons strengthened his strength. ”

"Do you want to pull out that spear?"

"Not yet, I suspect that the spear is locking the monster's soul, and it is too dangerous to pull it out before it can control the monster. The young man hesitated for a moment, then turned to the little monk behind him and said, "Tell Shi Yong to send more people over, and to have more girls, after all, this leech technique, after all, is better to use women's blood." ”

Su Qi watched all this in silence.

He had always known what some monks thought of mortals.

They say that immortals have different paths.

They say that mortals are like ants.

They say that mortals are nothing but a bunch of slaves.

These views are deeply ingrained in the minds of some monks.

Some people say that good and evil are hard to determine.

Some people say that good and evil are just a thought.

Su Qi has always had good intentions for this world, and he believes that good may not have a cause, and evil will definitely have an effect.

It's just that he didn't expect that there really is such a simple evil in this world.

Su Qi touched the sword behind his back.

It was decided to bring fruit to the young man.