The beggar wasn't dirty, not even embarrassed, but strange.

The sleeve of his left hand in his tunic is very short, revealing his gray arm, but the sleeve of his right hand is very long, and his right hand is not visible when the sleeve tube sways in the wind; There was a dark yellow bag hanging diagonally on his body, and he didn't know what was in the tunnel.

He was covered in patches, wore a shabby, old gray hat on his head, and held a bowl in his hand.

No matter how you look at it, these are all beggar's clothes.

But when you look closely, you don't think he's a beggar.

At most, I think he is not mentally normal!

I saw that the sleeve of his left hand was brilliant, and the faint picture and text were like clouds in the sky! The sleeve tube of the right hand is darker in color, but it is colorful, flying with vivid flowers, birds, fish and insects!

And the material and color of the clothes on the body are different from the sleeves.

The light-colored clothing is covered with a lot of dust, but if you take a closer look, you will find that the clothing is plain and satin with curved water patterns and wave patterns, and the hem is actually a falling flower pattern, the whole style is concise and simple, elegant and generous.

What's even more strange is that the patches on the clothes are tattooed with patterns of "Eight Treasures", "Eight Treasures" and "Eight Auspicious".

These four materials are very precious, but they are put together like this, but they are full of a sense of disobedience.

It is nondescript, which makes you feel very uncomfortable, and you don't feel that your heart is nameless when you look at it a few more times.

Adding up all the good things together is not necessarily a good ending.

The beggar slowly came in under the astonished eyes of everyone. The "Taoist" who bowed his head and knocked on the melon seeds shouted at first sight: "Go, go!" How can anyone come to the temple to beg for food? ”

The beggar was not moved at all, only squinted at the "Taoist", and said: "Your eyebrows are dim, your eyes are cloudy, your voice is loud but your breath is insufficient, and your legs are empty...... You're so drunk, I don't think you will live for ten years......"

The "Taoist" was stunned at first when he heard this, and then he was furious: "I rely on Yiwa, how dare I curse your Taoist master?" When he got up his arm to push the beggar, he didn't want the beggar to squeeze it lightly, but he took his wrist, and then he raised it again, and the man fell out of the way.

When Fan Xiaolong saw the Dao man making a move, he wanted to step forward to stop it, but when Fang took a step, he saw that the Dao man fell out, and looked back at the Emperor Fu Fengliu in astonishment.

Huangfu Fengliu looked cautious and shook his head slowly.

The crazy eyes of the painting next to him are blazing, and he doesn't say a word.

I only heard that the Taoist was unconvinced, got up and prepared to go up again, but listened to the beggar say: "You are so unstable and impetuous, after last night, it must be consumed by a woman in the year of the tiger and wolf, let you stay in this Tang Yao Cave Heaven, but it is a pity that you have been in the aura for thousands of years!" ”

This strange beggar is indeed not a mortal! The blue-clothed "Taoist" sat on the ground, revealing the coarse cloth clothes of the layman inside, with an unbelievable look on his face - how could this beggar know the Tao in the middle of the night?

The courtyard of Qingwei Cave Zhenguan was not big, and the beggar had already walked in front of Huangfu Fengliu and others in a few steps. The bowl was stretched out.

"Good ......"

It's almost dusk, and the sun is shining obliquely on this ancient Taoist temple, with a sighing taste of vicissitudes.

In the midst of these vicissitudes, a beggar in a strange costume in brocade clothes stretched out a bowl to you, and the sun spilled from behind him, and the figure was indescribably depressed on the ground......

"All right," said the beggar again, .......

Ying Shuang'er couldn't help but say, "You...... What do you want? ”

The painting madman, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly sighed: "He doesn't want money." ”

Shen Jun, who was surprised, was worried about Ying Shuang'er and asked almost in unison, "Then what do you want?" ”

Huangfu Fengliu took a step forward slightly, stepped into the cadre position, and then said, "It's fatal." ”

In this world, there are beggars who don't want money!

Begging for money is used for food, and even for living at home, just like some beggars in Dongbin City who earn more than 10,000 yuan a month; But this beggar is dying, what's the use? In the end, he himself became two lives?

When the beggar heard this, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he raised it again, took half a step back, and said to Huangfu Feng: "Good work, reward a good life!" ”

Huangfu ** frowned, poured into the kun position, but said easily: "Can I not give it?" ”

Ying Shuang'er muttered: This beggar is like a psychopath, he wants to die and don't want money; You're good, and you're still bargaining like a psychopath?!

I don't want the beggar to suddenly say: "It's okay not to give it, but the begging person has a small request." ”

The self-proclaimed name of Hanako, who has always been "begging for food" - when have you ever heard a beggar call himself "begging for life"?

"As long as you don't want to die, what requirements are negotiable." Huangfu Fengliu said with a smile.

The beggar nodded, and said with a little regret: "Then let you take advantage of it - the water curtain cave next to it is also a thousand-year-old blessed land, and there are stone benches and stone tables in it. ”

The look on his face was like that of a businessman who had made a loss-making deal, and he was a little annoyed.

Huangfu Fengliu said: "Thank you." ”

And again: "It's a pity." ”

The beggar looked a little puzzled: "Thank you for what?" What a pity? ”

Huangfu Fengliu leaned and said: "Thank you, thank you for the willingness of Mr. Ouyang, a beggar in brocade clothes, to show mercy to his subordinates......"

The beggar looked up and smiled: "The boy knows my old man, but he has some knowledge!" ”

Huangfu Fengliu was not arrogant or humble and said: "The left sleeve of the old-timer is the royal cloud brocade of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, the right arm is the ancient Zhuang brocade of the servant clan, and the body is the falling flower flowing water Huanhua brocade of the famous Jinguan City, but the patch is the plain flower brocade of the Song Dynasty of the Jiangnan Song Dynasty - under the whole world, who else is dressed like this, except for Mr. Ouyang Ouyang, the beggar of the Eight Great Gentlemen, who else?" ”

After these words, everyone present was shocked except for the crazy Wu Sanyu.

Shen Junwei joined late, and she was not very familiar with the stories of the new and old eight masters, but she knew that these four famous brocades in the sea were ruin: Yun Jin, Zhuang Jin, Shu Jin, and Song Jin!

"Jin" originated in China and has a history of more than 3,000 years. In the Yuan Dynasty, it entered the realm of poverty and luxury with gold and silver threads as the weft.

How can there be such a beggar who gathers this four famous people in the sea?

To know the Dao, these four famous brocades are extraordinary, and the three dynasties in the cloud brocade, the ancient brocade in the Zhuang brocade, the Huanhua brocade in the Shu brocade and the eight treasures of the plain brocade in the Song brocade, etc., are almost all treasures.

A priceless treasure!

Wearing such clothes, although he was desperately exhausted, the value of this beggar, even if he asked for food, he would really only ask for bird's nest shark fin!

Shen Jun's mouth opened wide for a while, unable to speak.

Gu Guoping, Fan Xiaolong and Ying Shuang'er were the first to know the name of Mr. Daoba, but they didn't expect that the clothes on this strangely dressed beggar turned out to be priceless.

So why does he have to be a beggar?

Just to beg for "life"?