Two thousand five hundred and twenty-four words, the bowl is set, ask for a recommendation ticket!

"Ho~ho~"

It's like a very terrifying voice like a broken bellows, constantly "dancing" urging Leng Yanqiu.

Where did he get that?

Leng Yanqiu's eyes widened, and the indescribable complexity in his eyes was uncertain, I don't know whether it was shock, sadness, or exclamation......

Suddenly, he felt that the money was familiar.

Could it be...... That place

Leng Yanqiu had a guess, when he went to Qianzhuang today, he seemed to have met him.

Is his death because of this bag of money? Does this count as a harm to him?

He just wanted him to have a goal to live!

Leng Yanqiu tore off his sleeves and wrapped the silver, slowly raised his hand, and put his fingers together between his eyebrows.

"You, your revenge, I will help you avenge!"

Sou!

A purple beam of light burst from the finger of the sword, piercing the monster's head, adding another hole to the already broken door.

The monster fell, Leng Yanqiu picked it up before it fell to the ground, walked to the main hall, and when he arrived at the main hall, he swept away the things on the table and put down the corpse in his arms.

"Childe, what's going on?"

Lao Miaozhu walked in while wearing his belt and asked.

"Old man......"

Poof! Lao Miaozhu caught what Leng Yanqiu threw over.

Leng Yanqiu threw the small package to Lao Miaozhu without replying, and said: "Take all the money with you, I feel that the farther away from here, the better!"

"Childe, what's going on?" asked Lao Miaozhu uncertainly.

"It's okay now, it'll be something later!"

Before the words fell, the person was gone, and the old temple Zhu shouted: "Childe! Childe ......"

didn't get a response, Lao Miaozhu hurriedly left the main hall, first went to the wing room to clean up the soft, as well as some changes and washing, ran outside the temple, ran to the door, opened the door, I don't know what I remembered, and ran back to the main hall, resisted the corpse on the table, and ran to the outside of the small temple again......

......

......

"Little brute, you dare to come to me to steal something, don't you know that this is the Yan family's Qianzhuang Gate?" A man with a plain appearance and a big mole on his face pressed a little beggar and pressed him to his knees and scolded viciously.

"I need money! Please give me twenty-eight taels! I can give you my life!"

"Hey, do you think your cheap life is worth twenty-eight taels?" I feel like I'm kneeling for just a hundred!" he said.

"Stop!"

The young man in the robe stopped him.

"Young Master..."

"Ah~"

Just as the man was about to return the gift, the little beggar struggled like crazy without knowing what was stimulated.

Bang bang!

"Be honest with me!"

But he was beaten to the ground by two punches by the mole man, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he couldn't get up again.

"Yo~ This is a grudge against this son!" The young man came to the little beggar and squatted down, picked up the little beggar's head with his hand, and asked with a smile: "Come and tell me, when did I accidentally kick Ling Zun, or hit Ling Tang? Or insult the sister of the Ru family~"

Hearing the young man say the word "sister", the little beggar showed a fierce look, and he didn't know where he got the strength, he suddenly burst out and bit the young man's wrist.

"Ahh

The young man was in pain, picked up the inkstone by the counter, and smashed it on the little beggar's head.

After smashing it a few times, the little beggar was relieved, and the young man hurriedly checked his wrist and found that there was an extra red mark oozing with blood beads.

"Young master, it's okay!" the leech man who had just been frightened by the little beggar came back to his senses and hurriedly cared.

"Smack!"

"Is Lao Tzu all right?" the young man gave him a direct slap in the face and roared angrily.

"Damn!

While they were talking, the little beggar got up and went to the counter, grabbed the silver and stuffed it into his mouth.

The young man hurriedly kicked him away, but the little beggar covered his mouth and stuffed the more than three silver ingots into his stomach.

The man who fell to the ground vomited blood, and when he saw this scene, the young man knew that the little beggar would not survive.

snorted coldly, and instructed the leper man: "This little beast actually wants to buy his life with those silver, and this son has a good heart, so he will be fulfilled." ”

"But~ I have to teach him a lesson, don't steal chickens and dogs in the next life, do you understand?" said the cold squint man.

The leper man gritted his teeth and dragged the little beggar to the backyard.

The youth also turned into a little glow at this moment and dissipated.

Leng Yanqiu stood in front of the counter, opened his closed eyes, the golden light flowed inside, and his eyes slowly returned to normal.

"The heart is kinder, this son's heart is kinder!"

In the backyard of Qianzhuang, the man was sleeping sweetly, and suddenly felt that something had opened his mouth stiffly, and the man was awakened, and he opened his eyes and didn't see anyone around, and the window kept open.

Suddenly, his pupils dilated, and silver ingots flew in through the window......

Bang~

With a loud bang, the door panel of the money village was kicked off by someone and flew out of the money bank.

Leng Yanqiu walked out slowly, and as soon as he walked out of Qianzhuang, Qianzhuang was covered by fire, and the tongue of fire licked the sky, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day.

"He's been to that place!"

Leng Yanqiu sensed through exploration that in the alley over there, the little beggar had stopped.

Leng Yanqiu walked into the alley, came to the end of the alley, looked at the stone that had no silver three hundred taels here, smiled, kicked the stone and spread out his palm, the surface exploded, and a cloth bag rushed into Leng Yanqiu's palm.

Leng Yanqiu opened it and looked at it, his face was completely gloomy.

The bag was full of copper coins, except for a few pieces of broken silver.

"Let's go out of the water!"

Listening to the constant calls for firefighting, Leng Yanqiu jumped onto the wall to pursue the breath of the little beggar, find out all his enemies, and avenge him one by one!

......

......

Pursuing the breath of the little beggar, Leng Yanqiu came to Dongfang in the east of the city.

Looking at the dirty and smelly Dongfang, Leng Yanqiu instinctively frowned.

The sun rose in the east, and Leng Yanqiu walked into Dongfang with an expressionless face.

A group of ragged beggars, looking at Leng Yanqiu who entered Dongfang, all hid in the dark and discussed.

"Where did this little white face come from? Look at this dress, it should be a rich family!"

"It must have been before, but not now!"

"How?"

"You see, although he is gorgeously dressed, one sleeve of his clothes is missing, there is a broken wound on his shoulder, and there are blood stains on his chest, he must be the son of the son who just died!"

"So, we robbed him of his clothes, so we should be able to exchange some money, right?"

"Only rob clothes, not money?"

"He is here, what else can we rob besides clothes?"

"Yes, this little white face looks pretty good, if you buy it for Qinglou~ I heard that those rich sons are good for this bite~"

"Haha~ It's ......"

"Smack!"

"Oops~My teeth~"

Somehow, two beggars who were talking suddenly fell to the ground, and the other beggars hurriedly stepped forward to check and found that they were two copper plates, knocking out the teeth of these two people.

Immediately knew that Leng Yanqiu was not easy to mess with, and quickly dispersed.

Originally, their discussion of Leng Yanqiu had already made Leng Yanqiu very unhappy, and these people actually planned to buy him into the Qinglou as a pressure!

He didn't directly carry the sword and cut it all the way, but just knocked out their teeth, which was already very merciful, not to mention that he also gave the medical expenses.

Bypassing the lump of "roasted sweet potatoes" on the ground again, Leng Yanqiu finally walked into a ruin.

Touching the wood on the wall, and blackening his fingers, he concluded that the ruins had just been formed, and that perhaps this was the little beggar's revenge.

A golden gossip spread out under his feet, the ruins returned to the appearance of a small dilapidated house, and a young man came out of the door and left through Leng Yanqiu.

Leng Yanqiu raised his eyebrows, it's this guy again!

Suddenly, a beggar touched into the house, and there was a sound of begging for mercy in the house, Leng Yanqiu was about to go in and take a look, but he just raised his feet and put them down, turned his head, and found another group of beggars with scarlet eyes.

Leng Yanqiu walked in and found that these people were really not as good as pigs and dogs, and they were doing dirty things here one after another!

The pile of debris in the corner of the room that Leng Yanqiu was looking at was constantly trembling, Leng Yanqiu walked over and squatted down, looked through the gap, and found that there was a pair of scarlet eyes inside, a pair of eyes that made Leng Yanqiu's heart tremble.

These eyes no longer contain the desires of beggars, but hatred, unforgettable hatred!