The breath of life drained from Yang Ming's body, the light of the soul was gradually dimming, and Yang Ming reached the time when the oil ran out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing Luo Feng unwillingly close his eyes, Yang Ming finally couldn't hold on and fell straight to the ground.

In a trance, Yang Ming felt as if his body had been moved, and then he fell into endless darkness.

The darkness is so long, so endless, like eternity.

......

Martial Temple, underground storage room.

"Grandpa, do you think he'll wake up?" asked the little beggar with bright eyes, worriedly.

There was a man lying on the only straw mat in the storage room, his face was pale, there was no blood, his eyes were closed, his brow was furrowed, as if he had a nightmare, and his body would convulse a few times from time to time. The most important thing is that he is at most fifteen or sixteen years old, but his hair is completely white.

Childlike crane hair.

This person, who else would there be if it wasn't Yang Ming?

Unexpectedly, Yang Ming was actually moved to the storage room of the Martial God Temple by two beggars, an old man and a young beggar.

The old beggar stretched out his wood-like palm and put it on Yang Ming's forehead, and suddenly moved away in fright.

"It's hot. The old beggar sighed.

The little beggar was even more sad.

Typhoid fever alone is a life-and-death crisis for them, not to mention that Yang Ming's state is still very abnormal.

"We threw him away, and if he rotted here, we wouldn't have a place to live. The old beggar suggested.

The little beggar guarded Yang Ming's side and stopped: "Grandpa, didn't you say that good people have good rewards, he is a good person." ”

The old beggar was suddenly speechless.

"But there is no way we can save him, you can see his injuries, and sooner or later he will die. The old beggar continued to persuade, there was no need to waste energy for Yang Ming, a half-dead person. "The most important thing is that we have no money, no doctors, and no life-saving medicine, and we have been able to persist until now, because this kid has a strong will to survive. ”

"Medicine, is this medicine?" the little beggar said in surprise as he pointed to the tender green leaves on Yang Ming's chest.

The old beggar rudely opened Yang Ming's chest, and sure enough, a small packet of herbs was hidden in Yang Ming's chest.

"What kind of medicine is this, just smelling it and feeling it can live for several more years?" said the old beggar in surprise, this medicine does not need to be guessed to know that it is worth a fortune.

Is it appropriate to give such a precious elixir to a half-dead person, this is a naked waste.

Just when the old beggar had a crooked idea, the little beggar snatched it up.

"Grandpa, you have to know that if there is no Engong, we will be driven out of the Martial God Temple, and when the time comes, we will be drenched in thunderstorms, and there is a high probability that the two of us will cause typhoid fever. ”

"With our identity, if we are infected with the wind and cold, we are basically hopeless, Engong saved the lives of the two of us, and we can't take revenge. "The little beggar has words in his minds, and what he says is reasonable and well-founded.

The old beggar blushed and said, "Save, of course I saved, there are not many such good people, one less one dies, grandpa will give him medicine." ”

The daily share of the elixir is divided into equal shares, so it doesn't matter if the old beggar doesn't have any knowledge of medicinal herbs.

But not long after leaving, the old beggar came back, and then stripped Yang Ming of the silk and silk and jade belts and other luxurious clothes on his body.

"Grandpa, what are you doing? The little beggar frowned, very puzzled.

"Of course, it's to prevent accidents, you also know that his identity is very noble, and there are many people who want his life, in case someone finds out, we will also be finished. ”

"Go, put some black ash on his pink face, and change my 'New Year's clothes' to him by the way. After the old beggar finished speaking, while the little beggar was not paying attention, he picked up Yang Ming's clothes and was happy.

These clothes are very comfortable to the touch, I don't know how much they can be sold for?

"Okay, okay, grandpa, hurry up and boil the medicine, Engong is about to hold on. The little beggar complained, putting on a "I'm going to be angry if I don't go."

The old beggar left satisfied.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, people are in trouble, and as soon as he walked out of the storage room of the Martial God Temple, the old beggar was not calm.

"Yo, this is not the second brother Jin and the third brother Jin, the two big brothers are ......"

At the same time as seeing the two of them, the old beggar was quick-eyed, and took advantage of the darkness in the temple to directly throw his clothes and elixir into the storage room.

"Old lame, Benima's twow, clean up, my brothers will take you to make a fortune, and by the way, bring your grandson with you. Second Brother Jin, who was as fat as a pig, snorted.

"Make a fortune?" the old beggar was surprised, in this world, how can there be a chance to make a fortune?

It's not good. The old beggar is old and has found something wrong, but just like Second Brother Jin said, he can't run even if he wants to run with a lame leg, not to mention his little grandson under the storage room.

"Okay, I'm going to call my grandson up. The old beggar said very well-informed.

"Old lame, with your slow pace, I'd better go down and bring your grandson up. The third brother Jin is completely opposite to his second brother, he is as thin as a bamboo pole, and he said in a negative way.

"Anything else, my grandson has been timid since he was a child, and if he is stupid, it is not worth anything. The old beggar blew up the two of them a little.

"Makes sense. Second Brother Jin nodded in agreement, and as a result, he was immediately stunned by Third Brother Jin's head.

"Okay, you old lame, it seems that you have guessed our intentions, then I will open the skylight and say something, it is impossible for your grandfather and grandson to run out of the palm of our brother's hand, so you should obediently follow us." Third Brother Jin said with a gloomy face.

The old lame man compared the strength of the two sides, and had no choice but to give up resistance.

"Do I still have a choice?" the old lame man smiled bitterly, "I'll go down with you." ”

......

The little beggar's dirty little hands touched Yang Ming's pale face, and soon Yang Ming also became a little beggar.

"Da-da, da-da. "Footsteps.

"Grandpa, why are you back again?" the little beggar complained, and as soon as he turned around, he saw the fat pig face of Second Brother Jin.

"Grandson, pack up, grandpa will take you to make a lot of money. The old lame man laughed at himself.

The little beggar had no master, and replied with a low "oh".

"Yo, is this buy one get one free, there is an unexpected surprise. Suddenly, Second Brother Jin saw Yang Ming, who was unconscious, and shouted happily, but after squatting down to check it, he was unhappy: "It looks like there is only half a life left." ”

"Second Brother Jin, you don't know, this kid is ruthless, don't look at only half a life left, keep it and it will recover tomorrow, and then look at this kid's white hair, it is full of temptation for some people with special hobbies, and taking him back for safekeeping is worth more than my grandfather and grandson." The old lame man recommended Yang Ming hard, if this guy was reborn on Earth, he might be a world-class salesman.

Second Brother Jin was obviously moved.

"Okay, whether you live or not, bring it back first. Second Brother Jin agreed to come down with a big deal.