Chapter 2: The Death of the Old Beggar

Walking through the snow, leaving a series of gradually shallow footprints behind him, the broken temple is not far away, and shadows can be vaguely seen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang pre rubbed his hands and sighed, it was too cold outside.

Approaching the ruined temple, his mood also relaxed, humming a little song.

"Hey, why is the door open?"

Jiang was puzzled, he remembered that it seemed to be closed when he left!

I felt a little weak in my heart, should I really forget to close it, the cold wind blew in, and the old beggar slept uncomfortably, I was afraid that I would scold him again.

Hard-headed, Jiang pre-entered the broken temple and closed the door.

"Old beggar?" whispered, but no one answered.

Fall asleep?

Wait, someone has been here!

Jiang pre-dazed, the ruined temple was his and the old beggar's home, although it was very messy, he was very familiar with the placement of items in the entire ruined temple.

Almost everything has been moved.

"Old beggar!" Jiang Yu hurriedly went to the haystack to find the old beggar.

"Blood!"

Jiang was startled, the old beggar fell in the haystack, and the quilt was pressed under him.

Blood stained the haystack red.

"Old beggar......" Jiang was panicked in his heart, and his voice was crying.

He hurriedly picked up the old beggar, and could clearly see a hideous wound in the old beggar's chest, passing through his heart.

The blood from the wound had dried up, and the old beggar's body was cold and motionless, and his dirty face was stagnant with the obscene expression he had before his death.

Dead, the old beggar is dead!

Jiang Yu couldn't believe it, not long after he left, the old beggar who was a scoundrel, the old beggar who gave him the little food when he was in danger, actually died!

He hugged the old beggar, his whole body trembling, and hot tears welled up in his eyes.

"Old beggar, how could you die!" Jiang premuttered, his voice a little stiff.

......

After a few hours, Jiang had to accept the fact that the old beggar had died, and he barely stood up, his legs stiff and his eyes red.

He took out two pieces of coarse bread, which were so hard that he gritted his teeth so hard that he finished eating.

Carrying the old beggar's body, he found a small piece of land not far from the ruined temple, the wind and snow were very strong, his hands were bruised, he dug the frozen snow, and with a sharp piece of wood, the tip of which was converted into copper, dug a pit that could barely bury the old beggar.

Jiang Yu did not erect a monument for the old beggar, it was just a small mound, which was soon covered white by the snow.

In front of the small snow mound, Jiang pre-knelt down, and a bitten white steamed bun was placed in front of him.

"Old beggar, for the time being, there is only this steamed bun, and in the future, I will bring you better food. ”

"You are such a scoundrel, even the underworld will not suffer any loss. ”

......

Muttering to himself, Jiang was in a sad mood.

The wind and snow were very strong, and Jiang Yu understood that he couldn't stay here anymore, so he staggered back to the broken temple.

Everything in the ruined temple has been turned over, and the originally messy place has become a little neat, as if someone is looking for something.

A trace of indignation flashed in Jiang Yu's eyes, he and the old beggar were alone, and there was something worth thinking about others.

Counting things, he and the old beggar only had a broken bowl, and most of the rest were picked up from outside, almost all of them.

What's special is that there is a small wooden box, which is the most precious thing of the old beggar, Jiang pre-opened, and inside is a pair of drop-shaped earrings, with an ordinary style.

I remembered that the old beggar had triumphantly told him that he had a beautiful daughter, and that this was a gift for her. Jiang Pre felt uncomfortable for a while, the old beggar would never see his daughter again.

"Old beggar, if I have the opportunity to see your daughter in the future, I will give this thing to her on your behalf. ”

Put away the small wooden box, what else is there? Jiang Zhen was silent.

Suddenly, it occurred to him that something was missing......

The stack of pale yellow paper that was used from time to time to show off and boasted of being a peerless miracle.

He hurriedly looked for it, but found that he had searched all over the ruined temple.

Is it really the stack of papers!

Jiang Yu was angry and puzzled, wasn't the old beggar using it to bluff him?

However, everything was taken away, he had no way to explore, and the clues ended here, helpless, Jiang Yu could only sit on the ground alone.

From then on, he was the only one left in this ruined temple.

The old beggar's once obscene and scoundrel face appeared in his mind again, and the sadness lingering in his heart.

Mmmmmmmm

Jiang Yu stood up suddenly, as if he remembered something again, and hurriedly ran to a garbage pit outside the ruined temple and rummaged inside.

After a while, he found a crumpled ball of paper!

Carefully unfolded, three pieces of pale yellow paper, smoothed with hands, but there were no wrinkles at all.

The stains left by wiping his mouth were shaken off with just a slight tremble, and they were as smooth as new.

Jiang was surprised and realized the extraordinaryness of things.

These three pieces of paper were taken out of the pile of papers by the old beggar yesterday after eating and wiped his mouth, and were later thrown into the garbage heap outside.

At that time, Jiang Yu was still strange, the old beggar usually cherished the stack of paper, how could he use it to wipe his mouth?

And this morning, inexplicably waking him up so early.

Thinking about it this way, the death of the old beggar was by no means so simple, he seemed to have expected it.

Could it be that the old beggar was really a peerless powerhouse before?

Smiled bitterly, no matter what, the old beggar is dead, what is the use of being a peerless powerhouse.

Moreover, this magic cheat book is also blank, and there is not a word on it.

If the man who killed the old beggar was looking for these yellowish papers, and found that three were missing, he would surely come back.

Jiang was shocked and frightened by his own speculation.

Calm down, Jiang pre-swallowed his saliva, hurriedly got up and ran out.

He didn't have much, pale yellow paper and small wooden boxes were in his arms.

It's too dangerous to stay here, this world is different from the earth, people here move mountains and reclaim the sea at every turn, and killing him is as easy as stepping on an ant.

I don't know how long I ran, and the white breath kept coming out of my mouth, Jiang had a premonition that it was almost enough, and it was far enough away from the broken temple.

He was lying on the snow, exhausted, and the sudden sense of crisis made him a little out of proportion.

A feeling of dizziness struck, burying the old beggar had already consumed a lot of his physical strength, and now, he was even more physically exhausted, and two coarse cakes were far from enough to consume.

"No, you can't fall here, you will definitely die in such a cold weather!"

However, his eyelids could not resist the weakness, and he gradually closed.

Could it be that, as a traverser, I am so easily led?

In a daze, Jiang Yu flashed the last trace of thought, and the wind and snow quickly covered his body.

......

In the boundless dark void, there stood a huge ball of light, and from time to time a meteor-like point of light would rush out on the surface of the ball of light, flying around and returning to the ball of light again.

Jiang Yu looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, didn't he fall in the snow?

However, no one answered his question, and the only thing visible in this dark void was a large ball of light and meteors that kept flying in and out.

Jiang wanted to get closer, but he couldn't feel his body, he could only feel that the distance between himself and the big ball of light was shortening.

Some of the flying points of light would pass by him, and he was bold enough to make contact.

Suddenly, with his vague contact, the point of light did not return to the big ball of light, but burst out with dazzling light, enveloping Jiang Pre.

Jiang's premonition was blurred, and a tingling sensation came.

"Ahh