After eating a meal for nearly half an hour, the beggar disciple surnamed Deng had already received the gold and silver and waited at the door, Wang Churen didn't see the figure of the nine-fingered old beggar, remembering that Elder Liang said that he was biased towards the dirty clothes faction, at this time, Wang Churen agreed very much in his heart, he loved to eat so much, but he didn't come from the restaurant at home, and it was strange that he didn't have a heart in his heart.

However, if the old beggar Hong is not biased towards the dirty clothes faction, a group of poor beggars who are like a rabble can't resist a group of rich and powerful martial arts tycoons, not to mention that the poor are pedantic, and the rich do things with less scruples, and the poor beggars who are not partial to the stupid and stupid are afraid that they will have been eaten and wiped clean long ago, no wonder the dirty clothes have been the pawns of the clean clothes for hundreds of years, and Wang Churen is not waiting in the restaurant at the moment, and he is leaving after checking out.

Wang Churen originally planned to find an inn in Sizhou City to rest overnight and then set off tomorrow morning, but just wanted to cross the Biansi Bridge to Xicheng, the strict sentry on the street Jin Bing, turned to make him remember that a big man had just been killed in the city, and the general sentence was the chief officer of Sizhou Rongchang, this place is so full of oil and water, this chief official will not be easy to think.

As soon as the matter of the nephew being killed in his own jurisdiction was exposed, this seemingly calm and prosperous Sizhou City did not know how much turmoil it would cause, and it was possible to close the city lightly, and it was possible to have disputes on the border between the two countries at a serious point.

Before he walked to the city gate, Wang Churen saw a riot at the Lumen Water Gate at the northwest city gate, the water gate was closed, and the people on the boat could not do anything, and the people waiting in line at the land gate to check the flow of people out of the country were like (riots), but fortunately here was going to the Jin country, the crowd was mostly Jin, and the Jin soldiers were quite restrained, but they were strictly suppressed, and they wanted to pull the drawbridge and close the city gate after the flow of people who rushed outside and squeezed inside, and did not draw a knife to see blood.

Seeing that they were not allowed to go out of the city, some Jinguo merchants who bought fresh goods scolded one after another, for them, a day's delay in the goods was a great loss, and it was the right thing to go out of the city to board the ship and return, how could they be trapped in the city.

A small number of Song people in the crowd were frightened by this sudden situation, and they thought that the Song and Jin wars had started again, and they didn't know whether their lives and property could be saved.

Wang Churen saw the right time, took advantage of the chaos "wind god legs" to use all his strength, and the people who were blocked near the city gate only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and they closed their eyes to prevent the wind.

After crossing the Bianshui outside the city, Wang Churen turned to the north and hurried north, wanting to take advantage of the fact that it was still early enough to hurry up, so that he could spend the night in the next town, but after walking for more than an hour, the way was actually desolate and uninhabited.

He originally thought that it was the influence of the Song and Jin wars, and he passed through Yangzhou north of the Yangtze River some time ago because of the great war was very depressed, but this way he searched for fifty or sixty miles, and the further north he went, the more deserted he became.

The continuous water depressions, the silted village farmhouses, obviously the flooding made this area a dead place, until the sky was dark, Wang Churen vaguely remembered that this area would be a big lake in the future, gave up the plan to continue to look for the villagers, and found a forest to make do with shelter.

The moonlight sprinkled down through the woods, the ubiquitous frogs and gnats chirped tirelessly, and the continuous noise made Wang Churen's heart disturbed, and he couldn't meditate on his luck.

In such a situation, Wang Churen simply did not rest, jumped off the tree, got out of the woods, and continued to set off towards the North Star.

"Hmm!"

Less than a mile away, a flame in the woods in front of him attracted Wang Churen's attention, it was not a natural light between heaven and earth, but a bunch of artificially lit bonfires.

After walking so far and meeting a living person for the first time, it was a great fate, Wang Churen couldn't help but have the idea of paying attention, and his feet were close to the woods, wanting to see the passers-by inside.

The fire was blazing, and an old man sat by the campfire, holding a yellow roast rabbit in both hands, his head hanging down and chewing very quickly, and his gray hair kept swaying with the movements in his mouth.

That kind of gluttonous devouring posture made Wang Churen, who was watching from afar, couldn't help but be speechless and appetizing, this location, time period, such a scene, reminded him of the rumored greedy northern beggar, and his footsteps couldn't help but stop.

Looking aside, the old man had a green bamboo stick on his side, a big gourd with vermilion paint, Wang Churen looked at it carefully, and the old man's clothes were patched all over the place.

Isn't it just an old beggar, in a happy mood, Wang Churen chuckled, I didn't expect to be lucky, I didn't meet it in the city, but I met it here, and I got up and walked into the forest.

Old man Hong had already listened to the voice, and only thought that it was a fellow martial artist passing by, but he didn't think that the other party stopped and didn't leave him, and he didn't leave the rabbit meat at the moment, holding the roast rabbit in both hands and looking up at the comer.

"Old beggar Hong, you are so comfortable, you still have to get some food to fill your stomach at night, you are not afraid of being too greasy and eating your stomach." Wang Churen was afraid that he would hurt people, so Shi Shiran walked towards the old beggar Hong and said in his mouth at the same time.

When the old man Hong heard this, the biting and chewing movements in his mouth slowed down a little, and he quietly looked at Wang Churen carefully, and saw that Wang Churen's feet were light, his breath was long, and his eyes were also blazing in the night, and his cultivation was very extraordinary.

Stopping the action of gnawing on the rabbit and spitting out a bone, the old man Hong stretched out the rabbit in his left hand to Wang Churen, took a sip of the greasy right thumb, and said: "Little doll, don't you smell the fragrance, and you deliberately came over to try the craftsmanship of the old flower, then I'm sorry, I only roasted this rabbit, don't say that I am stingy with the old flower, do you want this half of the residual rabbit?" ”

Seeing that Old Man Hong had to secretly defend himself in the face of himself, and didn't dare to ignore it completely, Wang Churen was very satisfied in his heart, and said with a smile: "Old beggar Hong, don't say that I don't eat greedily at night, even if I want to eat, I won't eat your leftovers, you better eat by yourself, I see that you have a big appetite, I'm afraid you won't have enough to eat!" ”

As he spoke, Wang Churen sat down by the bonfire very casually.

"The little doll doesn't know how to enjoy, no wonder the kung fu practice is not bad." Seeing that Wang Churen was like this, the old man Hong put his attention back on the little half of the roast rabbit, and said while nibbling: "If you don't remember the old flower, you shouldn't know the little doll, you are such a handsome character, but the little doll recognizes the old flower, isn't it that the old flower has seen you, but you are old and have a bad memory." ”

"Although the world is big, how can a peerless character like you, Old Beggar Hong, be submerged in it, just like a bonfire in this dark night, although it is lit in the forest, it looks very clear from the outside." Wang Churen kept his mouth shut and did not answer his own way.

"It seems that after the old man, I never thought that more than ten years have passed, and the descendants of my old friends have been so good." Old man Hong gnawed on the roast rabbit and said, "Little doll, is your surname Duan or Ouyang?" ”

Hearing this, Wang Churen was stunned, and he didn't know where to let Old Man Hong guess that he was the junior of the other four uniques, could it be because the words brought the world to the world, so sensitive, could it be that the outsiders of the five peerless Huashan swords didn't know at all.

How could this old man say that he was a descendant of the Southern Emperor and the Western Poison, and he looked very much like a monk and a bad guy, when his mind turned, Wang Churen deliberately replied vaguely: "The younger generation's surname is Huang (Wang)." ”

Old man Hong spit out broken bones, white eyes Wang Churen, and continued to eat: "The little doll is still joking with me, among the four of you, you look the most similar to Huang Laoxi, but this is the most unlikely, he is so monster that he gave birth to a daughter, and gave birth to a son to accept a male apprentice who is absolutely obedient and respectful, otherwise the two of them don't look at each other every day, it's strange that you don't get killed by him." ”

"As for Wang Chongyang, he is a Taoist priest, he doesn't have children, even if he accepts apprentices, he is also a Taoist, and if you look at the temperament of the seven sons of Quanzhen, you know that Wang Chongyang is not sloppy in managing his apprentices, although your kung fu breath is similar, but it will not be, what can you do as a Taoist, you will know that the dust is not pure, and you will be a romantic person in the future." Old man Hong explained one by one.