The beggar followed Wu Zhiyuan's finger and looked at the dead corpse and blood on the ground, and then looked at the bones of the Taoist priest, with a stunned look on his face, and said disapprerovingly: "Dead corpses, little brother, I like to get along with the dead the most, even evil ghosts are so vicious and cute." But the people of this world are not as good as ghosts, cunning and hypocritical, insidious and selfish, and more hateful than ghosts. ”

Wu Zhiyuan was speechless when he heard this, but he savored the meaning of the beggar's words, and he felt very reasonable. He sighed softly and stopped giving useless exhortations to the beggar.

"Stay here if you like, I'll have to find a way to leave." As he spoke, Wu Zhiyuan walked to the crooked urn and carefully inspected the situation in the urn.

As soon as Wu Zhiyuan lifted the big urn, he put his head into the mouth of the urn, and a smell suddenly came to his face, which smoked Wu Zhiyuan so much that he hurriedly covered his nose and retreated three feet.

The beggar on the side sat on the ground and smiled evilly, he picked up the wine gourd and took a leisurely sip of wine, and said proudly: "How is it?" Little brother, does my urine smell fresh? ”

"You peed in there?" Wu Zhiyuan looked at this sloppy beggar with disgust, and remembered the scene where he had peed at the door of the cave.

"Hehe, I drank too much last night, and I peed in it unconsciously, alas, I really live younger and younger, and I went back to the time when I was a child, when I wet the bed, I was afraid that my parents would blame me, so I quietly covered it with a quilt, thinking that I would cover it all night, and I dried my urine...... "The beggar said, picking up the wine gourd and taking another sip.

Wu Zhiyuan had no time to listen to this beggar's ramblings, although the beggar's words also resonated with him, because he had similar thoughts and experiences to this beggar when he wetted the bed as a child, but now that he was trapped in this ear room, Wu Zhiyuan was thinking about the evil spirits of Longshan and the safety of the Moon Shadow Fuxian outside the door.

Wu Zhiyuan ignored it and continued to search for the mechanism of the stone gate, while the beggar continued to sit on the ground and nag.

"Later, my mother found out, a good fight, hehe." The beggar recalled, craned his neck and took another sip of wine, took a breath and continued, "I didn't expect that after such a short time, the habit of bedwetting would return, what does it mean?" ”

The beggar's words seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed like asking Wu Zhiyuan, but Wu Zhiyuan listened to it in his ears, but he didn't talk about it, he had his own business to do.

"Does this mean that your little brother and I don't have much yang life? No, don't worry, I still have a long life. The beggar asked himself.

Wu Zhiyuan secretly smiled bitterly when he heard this, and while looking around, he secretly thought in his heart: "What does it have to do with me whether your life is long or not?" ”

"Therefore, this life is a process from existence to nothingness, and from nothing to nothing. Look at the bones on this earth, how invincible they are when they are alive, and after they die, they are not just a stinky skin? Phew, the stinky skin is gone, it's just a bunch of stinky bones, and the wandering dogs don't bother to gnaw on it. The beggar took a sip of his wine and continued.

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this, and he suddenly felt that although this beggar looked a little delirious, there seemed to be an extremely profound truth in his words. The plain words hide a mystery, which is somewhat similar to the dustless master of Cong Ma Zen Academy.

"What, you think what I'm saying makes sense?" The beggar seemed to sense Wu Zhiyuan's thoughts, and asked with a smile.

Wu Zhiyuan turned his head to look at him, shook his head helplessly and replied: "It's useless for what you said to be reasonable, we are going to be trapped in this ghost place, we can't get out of this ear room, and your big reason will rot together with your stinky bones." ”

"It's not easy to get out of this ear chamber?" The beggar played with the wine gourd in his hand and said in a contemptuous tone.

"Do you have a way?" Wu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked at the beggar and asked, "Do you know where is the mechanism that opened the door?" ”

"There is no mechanism to open the door at all." The beggar's words poured a basin of cold water on Wu Zhiyuan's head.

"Didn't open the door? So how do you say to get out? Wu Zhiyuan began to wonder how much credibility the beggar's words had.

"I know how to get out of the road." The beggar looked at the wine gourd in his hand leisurely, and said, "But I don't want to go out yet." ”

Wu Zhiyuan was almost angry when he heard this, he was in a hurry, this beggar actually argued with himself, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and pretended to be calm: "But I want to go out." ”

"It's your business if you want to get out." The beggar simply lay down on the ground, stuffed the wine gourd under his head, and at the same time lifted Erlang's legs, making a posture that he had nothing to do with himself.

"You and I have met twice, and it is fate, can you tell me the way to get out of the ear chamber?" Wu Zhiyuan asked softly.

"Yes." The beggar agreed very happily, but then Hua Feng turned again, "But you have to promise me one condition." ”

"On what terms?" Wu Zhiyuan asked eagerly.

"I'll talk about that later, but I want you to say yes first." The beggar said in a different tone.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at this beggar, thinking that what the beggar needed was nothing more than money, his own money was not scarce, and there were still a lot of jewels and artifacts hidden behind the broken temple Buddha statue in the suburbs of Qingdao, so it was a big deal to give it all to him.

"Okay! I promise you! Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan agreed very happily.

"Good!" After the beggar finished saying the word "good", he stood up, and the speed of his rise was so fast that Wu Zhiyuan didn't even see how he got up from his lying position. The beggar rubbed his palms, looked at Wu Zhiyuan with a wicked smile and said, "Words count!" ”

Immediately afterwards, the beggar walked to the stone gate, and saw him walk to the stone gate and stand still, roll up his sleeves, and take a deep breath.

"You're not trying to push the door open, are you?" Wu Zhiyuan felt that the beggar's idea was both surprising and very funny, the stone door was very thick, and it was also tightly connected with the door, and the people inside could not hear it at all. Besides, the beggar was thin and small, and it was impossible for such a heavy stone door to be pushed down by hand.

The beggar ignored Wu Zhiyuan, he stretched out his hands and began to push the stone gate outward.

Wu Zhiyuan stood behind the beggar, not feeling how much strength he used, but he clearly saw that the stone gate seemed to move slightly under the beggar's push.

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and before he could fully react, he heard the stone gate make a "rumbling" sound, and at the same time kept pouring out of the door, and then there was a loud bang, and the stone gate was pushed down by the beggar!

Looking at the stone gate that had been knocked to the ground and the dark cave outside the door, Wu Zhiyuan was suddenly dumbfounded, this was a bit unbelievable, but it really happened in front of his eyes.

"Knocked down." The beggar clapped his hands lightly, and he didn't even take a breath.

"You...... Who the hell are you? Wu Zhiyuan asked in surprise and was a little speechless.

After all, there was too much difference between the scene in front of him and the weak image he had always seen, and Wu Zhiyuan even began to wonder if the beggar in front of him was a human being.