"Hey, hey, what do you mean by saying this in the middle of the day, you stinky old man?" Mu Yuan stared at the old beggar and rolled his eyes.

Lao Tzu is a big living person, and he still carries a big beauty on his shoulders, is there a problem with the eyes of this stinky old man who are quite bright?

Mu Yuan was very puzzled, whether it was the body language of the old beggar at this moment, or his eyes that did not contain any impurities and were as deep as the vast starry sky, they were full of fear and surprise.

This sentiment is complex and contradictory.

It was as if the old beggar was terrified when he saw that the most terrible creature in the world was about to kill him.

At the same time, he was as surprised as he saw his close friends come back from the dead.

In this regard, Mu Yuan was puzzled, but also instantly remembered the process of stealing the spirit fruit and grass in the Spirit Fruit Grass Garden in Spirit Valley with the old beggar, and after being discovered, they were chased and killed.

Could it be that since that day, this stinky old man has decided that Lao Tzu has been killed by the middle-aged man in white?

But the stinky old man's concentration is too weak!

Subsequently, Mu Yuan proved to the old beggar several times that he was a living person, but the old beggar kept shouting to Mu Yuan on the street as if he was crazy, "Are you a human or a ghost?" ”

In this regard, Mu Yuan immediately felt that there must be something wrong here.

At last, the more the old beggar shouted, the more he had a splitting headache, and he covered his head tightly with his two hands, and staggered in place, as if remembering some past, and began to mumble to himself, and his voice was very indistinct, and the content of his words was very fragmentary.

Mu Yuan could only roughly hear some incomplete words, "What is it that has been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, and the sun cannot be seen all year round...... Old friend, you're finally here...... But how can you, old friend, abandon me? The Nine Desolations can't live without you......"

Not long after, under Mu Yuan's witness, the old beggar rolled down the street with his head covered with both hands as if he was about to explode, and he fell unconscious in a few clicks.

At this time, Qin Xiaoqian sensed that the old beggar was unconscious on the street, and she, who was already quiet and no longer struggling, began to slap Mu Yuan's back again, shouting noisily.

"Scoundrel, are you all there? You're not tired, but Miss Ben is uncomfortable! If you don't let it go, Miss Ben will be with you! ”

Seeing that the old beggar was unconscious, even if Qin Xiaoqian didn't speak at the moment, Mu Yuan would put her down, "Okay, now that you're in Kunyang Town, no one will care about you anymore if you go anywhere!" ”

"You...... Hum! ”

Listening to Mu Yuan's heartless words, Qin Xiaoqian was angry.

Then Xiang Mu Yuan snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to Mu Yuan, and walked to the old beggar's side, questioned Mu Yuan, and said, "What did you do to him?" ”

"Can you speak more sensibly this girl? I didn't do anything to him! It was after he saw you and me that he became like this. ”

After throwing these words, Mu Yuan came to the old beggar and squatted down, then picked him up and walked towards the Juxian Inn in the town.

"Hey, scoundrel! Where are you going to carry him? Qin Xiaoqian shouted behind Mu Yuan.

Mu Yuan turned around with the old beggar on his back and replied, "Qin Xiaoqian, I now question whether there is a problem with your IQ?" The question is so low-level! ”

"You...... You badass! Miss Ben is going to kill you! ”

"Ahh

Qin Xiaoqianjiao shouted and rushed to Mu Yuan's side quickly.

She felt that she was staying with Mu Yuan, it was simply a sin, and her little heart was about to be blown up by Mu Yuan!

She just asked Mu Yuan where she was going to take the old beggar, was she wrong?

……

The next day, Qin Xiaoqian appeared in the backyard of Juxian Inn early in the morning, walked into the guest room rented by Mu Yuan, came to a bed to visit the old beggar, and asked Mu Yuan, "It's been all night, why is he still having a fever?" ”

At this moment, Mu Yuan was wringing a towel in a plate of clear water next to the bed with both hands.

Then he exchanged it for the towel, which had been bubbling with mist on the old beggar's forehead, and put another cold towel on it to cool it.

For similar actions, Mu Yuan has repeated it all night, and he doesn't know how many plates he has changed.

"Compared to last night, he's better at the moment. Oh yes, this plate of water is not cool again, you can go to the well outside and change the plate of water again! ”

Saying this, Mu Yuan handed the plate of clear water, which was already a little hot, to Qin Xiaoqian, which made Qin Xiaoqian stunned for a moment, "You let me go?" ”

You must know that she has never done this kind of rough work since she was a child, and she usually lives in the Kunyang Sword Sect and lets those retinues brought from the Qinzhou Empire take care of it.

"How's that, is there a problem with this? Or do you not even know how to make a plate of water? The corners of Mu Yuan's mouth curled slightly, and a little playfulness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He had already inquired about Qin Xiaoqian's true identity from the little hairy boy Chu Tiancheng, who was one of the princesses of the Qin Emperor's line of the Qinzhou Empire.

Obviously, Mu Yuan's move was deliberate to let Qin Xiaoqian experience the feeling of hands-on labor.

"Just go, don't you just get a plate of water! Miss Ben doesn't even know this! ”

Having said that, Qin Xiaoqian was a little uneasy in her heart, she had never gone to the wellhead to fetch water at all.

In the end, she stubbornly pouted, and with the tray of warm water in both hands, she went alone to the well in the courtyard......

After a long time, Qin Xiaoqian's hair was messy, and most of her pale pink clothes were already soaked, her two sleeves were drenched, and the water was dripping on the floor.

She was a little aggrieved, Chu Chu looked pitiful, came to the bed, and handed a plate of clear water that had already been swayed on the road with only half of the water left in front of Mu Yuan.

However, Mu Yuan told her that the old beggar's fever had already subsided, and there was no need to use cold water anymore.

Listening to Mu Yuan's words, Qin Xiaoqian's seductive chest rose and fell, and she didn't know whether she should be happy or smash the water tray in her hand.

Since we all know that this old man's fever has subsided, why don't you go out and stop Miss Ben? Otherwise, Miss Ben wouldn't be so embarrassed if she made a plate of water!

This scoundrel is abominable! Hateful!

Just when Qin Xiaoqian wanted to put the water dish in her hand on Mu Yuan's head, she heard Mu Yuan screaming and shouting that it was not good, saying that the old beggar was going to have a low-grade fever.

Qin Xiaoqian gave up, and after putting down the water tray, she also followed Mu Yuan outside to get the quilt......

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the old beggar's physical condition had returned to normal, and Mu Yuan and Qin Xiaoqian relieved their hearts and asked the shopkeeper to set up a table of wine and food in the room.

Just when Qin Xiaoqian's face was contemptuous, Mu Yuan began to gobble up and suck cows, the old beggar slowly woke up from his sleep, sleepy-eyed.

When the old beggar sat up, he looked around, and then looked at his clean white clothes, and his deep eyes flashed a few times, revealing a different look.

He got out of bed silently, and came to the vicinity of Mu Yuan and Qin Xiaoqian unconsciously.

Even Mu Yuan's powerful divine sense didn't notice that the old beggar was beside him.

"You two are eating very well!"

The old beggar said slowly, but Qin Xiaoqian's delicate body trembled, and Mu Yuan choked on his throat and coughed again and again.

"Ahem...... I said, how do you always walk without sound? This, this is also too scary! Mu Yuan choked and said.

"What do you mean? You can even choke on a meal! If it's so useless, can you still be expected to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy in the future? ”

When he had finished speaking, the old beggar sat down on another bench with one butt, reached out and took a flask, placed it on a high place, poured a pour of wine, and he looked up and drank a few sips.

Then, he put down the flask, reached out with both hands, tore a chicken leg from the roast chicken, and opened his mouth to bite it, with a relish appearance, and there was no trace of the madness of yesterday evening.

Seeing this, Qin Xiaoqian had no appetite to continue eating, put down the dishes and chopsticks, supported her delicate face on the table with both hands, and looked at the old beggar quietly.

Her beautiful eyes shone with curiosity, but like Mu Yuan, she didn't ask about yesterday's evening, for fear that it would irritate the old beggar.

"Why can't you choke on food? And go to the battlefield to kill the enemy? What is this? Old man, your brain isn't burned out, is it? ”

For the old beggar to say such a thing, Mu Yuan was very suspicious that the old beggar had been burned out by the high fever of the whole night yesterday.

However, when the old beggar spat the bones in his mouth on the table, he said, "Your brain has been burned!" ”

Then, he tore off another chicken leg from the roast chicken and continued: "Also, the old man has something to ask you here, and you must answer honestly!" ”

Mu Yuan and Qin Xiaoqian seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they suddenly became interested, hoping that the old beggar could explain to them what happened yesterday and night.

Then, the old beggar took a bite of the chicken leg in his hand, and vaguely asked Mu Yuan's age, family background, which sect, who the master was, what ambitions he had in his heart, and what his views on the future were.

Qin Xiaoqian was stunned when she listened, and even made Mu Yuan's answer full of black lines, "Stop!" Enough is enough, don't ask anymore! Is it interesting for you to keep asking these questions? ”

"Well, I also asked about it, since you are not from a demon or a monster, then first take out the little sword that you hid in the furnace and show it to the old man!"

Speaking of the back, the old beggar's eyes were like torches, and he swept it on Mu Yuan.

In the depths of Mu Yuan's heart, a feeling suddenly emerged that he was completely seen through, as if he was a transparent person, with no secrets to hide.

"You...... How do you know? Mu Yuan was both frightened and suspicious.

You must know that Mu Yuan had asked Lu Wen to use all his cultivation and other spells before, but he also failed to detect the little purple flying sword hidden in the furnace in Mu Yuan's body!

But how did this old man know?

Seeing Mu Yuan's suspicious look, the old beggar spoke again and said, "Don't worry, the old man has no malicious intentions, and the old man is very responsible to tell you that the person who can see this sword in this world will not have a single palm and five fingers!" ”