"Get out." Mo Yixuan let out such a sound from his throat, and his clenched fist showed his master's current mood.

"Yo, Brother Jiao'er's temper is not small, you are arrogant, Lao Tzu has made up his mind." Before Brother Wang's greasy hand touched Mo Yixuan's chin, he heard a "click", Brother Wang's face was distorted into a bitter melon shape, and Mo Yixuan kicked his ass.

"Ouch." This group of skinny monkey-like subordinates couldn't resist the impact of this behemoth, no, a group of people flew out directly upside down and fell into a dog eating.

"Don't let me see you in the future, see you once, fight once." Mo Yixuan slammed the door shut.

Brother Wang clutched his chest and stood up: "Little white face, you fucking wait for Lao Tzu!" Then he glanced at his subordinates who were beating their backs and rubbing their stomachs: "Are you idle old men?"

Several of his subordinates immediately stood upright: "No, no, no, Brother Wang, you misunderstood, the little ones are hating their thin bodies, and they can't compare with Brother Wang's strength and beauty, brothers, aren't they?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The other chicks nodded as if they were pecking rice

Brother Wang took a few steps: "Don't leave yet, it's not enough to be embarrassed?"

A few people scolded and walked away

After Mo Yixuan saw them go away through the window paper, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly went to check the old man's injuries.

"Ahem, out of the way, out of the way." Just now in the dark inner room, he couldn't see the appearance of this old man clearly, so Mo Yixuan had a chance to take a closer look.

The old man was dressed in tattered clothes, his chest was bare, his face was sallow, showing an unhealthy color, and a few ribs were attached to his belly, so that people could see the shape clearly.

Mo Yixuan groped all over his body, and finally found a small medicine bottle, which was engraved with a few words "Hundred Medicine Pills, which can treat internal and external injuries"

Mo Yixuan helped the old man up: "Old man, take it quickly." The old man fumbled in his hand for a while before he touched the pill, and immediately retracted his hand as if it was being burned.

"This elixir is a rare thing among the people, it is so precious, you can't eat it, so you should keep it for yourself." The old man's eyes kept looking in one direction, Mo Yixuan stretched out his hand in front of him and shook it, but the old man didn't blink his eyelids.

"The old man's eyes can't see?" Mo Yixuan asked

The old man nodded: "It's been like this since birth."

Mo Yixuan nodded, and pondered slightly: "The old man is not mistaken, the pill in my hand is not the pill in the old man's mouth, but the family teacher uses a variety of pills to knead, but it is somewhat similar to the pill, the old man saved me, and I have nothing to give back."

"Is what Childe said true?"

"Nature."

The old man was convinced, and Mo Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Listening to Childe's accent, it's different from the people here, how did you end up here?"

Mo Yixuan shook his head: "I don't know, I can't remember many things, where did the old man save me?"

"Oh bad old man, when I went out to beg, my cane fell on my son, and the old man squatted down and touched the man's sleeve."

"Thank you to the old man for saving me, and the old man should stop calling me by the word son, I really can't afford it, so I call me... Ah Wu is okay. ”

"Well, you can call me Lao Zhao Tou like them."

"Whoa."

Mint: What else do you think happened to Brother Yixuan in the beggar's den?

Lalala, I strongly recommend my friend Nuo Sakura's "The Story of the Floating Beam", and the babies who like it support her a lot