Where do the beggars live? How can the beggars have a home? They all use the heavens as their furnaces. Of course, this is limited to the little beggar in front of him, who has no power behind him and is an independent beggar - Gua Wazi.

In fact, begging is also a means of survival.

Of course, he is very studious: as long as you kneel on the road, keep kowtowing, keep saying pitiful, and naturally you will have silver in the bowl.

However, this is not something you can learn if you want to: can you cut off your own hands or mutilate your legs? If you are ruthless, who will pity you with intact hands and feet, and thus throw money, food, and things at you? I have even heard that there is a guy with a crooked mouth and shaking hands, because he was pitied by a certain kind boy who has never seen the world, and he is taken back to the house, and he becomes a housekeeper, in charge of horses, easily and with a good salary. So, in the beggar industry, there are more people who want to come in.

Of course, there are rules, but there are no rules, no.

The rules of beggars are gangs. Of course, the size of the gang, the number of personnel, and the sphere of influence all need to be determined by the strength of the members of the gang. And the bigger the gang, the more people, the wider the sphere of influence, the more new recruits there are, and then the natural gang becomes bigger, the more people it has, and the wider the sphere of influence: this is a story of people born here and raised here.

Of course, in order to be able to strengthen your own gang, the open one can't work, let's come to the dark, it's always okay, right?

So, on a certain day and at a certain time, a certain gang suddenly had a large group of children with dementia, either severed hands or feet, or mutilated facial features, and the addition of such a large group of children made the gang grow rapidly, and then the income rose sharply.

With such a way to grow their own gang, increase their income, and then reduce their own gang's expenses, which gang doesn't saliva?

As a result, several gangs that had never been in touch with each other and wished that each other were killed by thunder in the sky actually drank and chatted together on a dark and windy night.

Not to mention, the food eaten by the beggars is naturally not very good. However, the food of the bigwigs of various gangs is definitely more fragrant than that of the richest man in the town.

So, the boss of the gang who was consciously drunk, was finally succeeded in being tricked in the case of fainting. Then, the boss of the other gangs quickly retreated, leaving the drunk boss alone under the messy table and sleeping soundly. And the dishes and wine that didn't have time to eat on the table were all packed and taken away by a few bigwigs who left.

As a result, there are suddenly many more children with such dementia and disabilities in several nearby towns.

In the beginning, the residents of the simple town would donate some money.

However, when I looked at it later, I was obedient, I couldn't help it, I basically walked a hundred steps and saw one.

Now, I understand: these children are all raised, specially for the beggars to make money.

So, the yamen intervened, carefully investigated, and found that these children were all stolen, and then cruelly made disabled. If the child cries, then hit him hard, beat him to death. So, slowly, the child was beaten stupid.

The town lords in several towns also wanted to deal with it impartially, but the problems were: first, they could not find the parents of the disabled children; second, there was no way to arrest so many beggars at once; and third, once the beggars were caught in the yamen, they could not be driven away.

So, this matter is over.

Of course, saying all this is not to show that Gua Wazi is also such a poor child. Rather, it is to be clear: each gang has its own "special" disabled children, and it is simply impossible to take in Gua Wazi. After all, the size of the gang is fixed, and so is the location assigned to each person, and there is no place left for Guawazi.

As a result, Guawazi became the only disabled child who did not belong to any gang.

Therefore, he is also the only beggar in several nearby towns who has no place to belong.

Of course, he was lucky. Ordinary beggars, as long as they do not join any gang, will be expelled. And Guawazi's situation is so miserable that even several major gangs are unwilling to drive him away, and they all acquiesce in his existence.

So, Gua Wazi, who had nothing to worry about, got up, limped behind them, and left.

Since then, there has been a moody and cold-blooded and vicious melon baby in the rivers and lakes.

Several people continued to move forward, and on the way, the battle between Long Xiaotian and Ye Hangyu made Gua Wazi's eyes brighter and brighter: he saw hope.

"Bang", Ye Hangyu fell to the ground again. Just in this small forest, it was only a cup of tea, and he had been kicked to the ground by Long Xiaotian no less than eight times.

Ye Hangyu was lying on the ground, panting heavily, he was now in rags, covered with dust, and sweat washed out traces on his face, how embarrassed he really was, how embarrassed he was.

So, what about Long Xiaotian, who has fought against him no less than eight times?

Gua Wazi quietly glanced at it with her right eye, and quickly withdrew her gaze: her hair was not messy, her clothes were neat, her breath was steady, and she even had a faint smile on her face.

Of course, Gua Wazi understands: Long Xiaotian's smile only belongs to Ye Hangyu, and for others, such as himself, the momentum on his body alone can make his legs tremble.

Although Gua Wazi is young and has one eye, he has seen a lot of people. However, like Long Xiaotian, who can make you feel trembling even if he doesn't look at you, Gua Wazi has really never even heard of it.

Is this still a child who has just turned 10?

Long Xiaotian looked at Ye Hangyu, who was kicked to the ground by himself every time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of doting: Although Ye Hangyu has a lot of problems in his opinion, it feels really good that someone cares. It's a good feeling. Ben-kun likes it.

Long Xiaotian looked at Ye Hangyu, who was not admitting defeat, and stretched out his right hand: "Get up." ”

Ye Hangyu stretched out his left hand, grabbed Long Xiaotian, and with the help of the strength in Long Xiaotian's hand, he stood up. Letting go of Long Xiaotian's hand, Ye Hangyu put his hands on his thighs, gulping down his disordered breath.

Long Xiaotian put his hands behind his back, and his mood was so peaceful: "Are you still coming?" Such a relaxed and stress-free life seems to be good. It is no wonder that people in the world are suffering for the so-called family, friendship and love, but there is still a reason why they still pursue it.

It's a good feeling!

Ye Hangyu looked pained, and his right hand swung straight: "Don't come, don't come, you're simply a pervert." Everyone is also a third-level samurai, and when you practice, you kicked me directly away. This is not normal at all. ”

Long Xiaotian didn't understand too much in his heart: why the gap between the middle level of the same third-level warrior was so big. Perhaps, this is the reason for "Sky Eater".

Long Xiaotian walked towards Ye Hangyu: "Come, help you pat, your body is full of dust." Later, I went to the nearby creek to take a shower and change my clothes. ”

And at this time, Ye Hangyu, who looked up at Long Xiaotian, saw a dazzling white light flying from behind Long Xiaotian, and he was about to crash into Long Xiaotian's body.

"Let's go. Ye Hangyu's eyes widened, his eyes were about to split, he was so hard that his throat was aching, and it seemed to be congested.

However, Ye Hangyu's hands hadn't had time to pull Long Xiaotian apart, Long Xiaotian hadn't had time to understand what Ye Hangyu meant, and the melon baby next to him hadn't had time to turn his head to see what was happening, and the white light, which was at the same speed as the sun, crashed into Long Xiaotian's vest, and then disappeared.

Time, it seems, freezes.

Long Xiaotian's right foot was slightly raised, and he was about to stride forward, his face, the doting smile was still spreading; Ye Hangyu's eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of horror, his mouth was still wide open, and he seemed to be still shouting "go", let Long Xiaotian go quickly, and the melon baby who took out Ye Hangyu's clothes from his backpack was just about to turn his head to see what Ye Hangyu was shouting loudly, so poignant??????

The white light crashed into Long Xiaotian's vest, and unexpectedly, time stopped.

However, there was only a momentary pause, and it seemed to be just a blink of an eye.

Then, everything returned to normal: the breeze was gently blowing, the fruit trees were fragrant, and the spirit animals were calling.

Nothing, it seems, has changed.

However, outside the forest, there were floods in some planes, earthquakes in some planes, hurricanes in some planes, heavy rain of gold dragon coins in some planes, a sudden increase in spirit beasts in some planes, and a lot of weapons and exercises suddenly fell from the sky in some planes??????

In short, it seems that everything is in disarray, and all the plane managers are deeply disturbed.

Of course, for all this, Long Xiaotian didn't know about it.

Long Xiaotian walked up to Ye Hangyu as if he didn't perceive anything, grabbed Ye Hangyu's right arm with one hand, and gently helped him dust it with the other.

Ye Hangyu looked at Long Xiaotian in a daze, his voice was trembling, he grabbed Long Xiaotian's arms with both hands, and he staggered: "You?????? Are you alright?"

Long Xiaotian looked at Ye Hangyu's face full of worry, looking so fragile, he couldn't help but be a little worried: "What's wrong with you? What was your name just now? Are you uncomfortable?"

Ye Hangyu suddenly used force to turn Long Xiaotian's body around, and he saw that Long Xiaotian's clothes on the back were intact: "Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you really okay?" There was surprise in his voice, but he was cautious, for fear that it was just his own illusion.

Long Xiaotian wanted to turn around, but he felt that Ye Hangyu was very wrong: "What's wrong with you?"

However, Ye Hangyu used his strength, he didn't let Long Xiaotian turn around, he stared at Long Xiaotian's back, as if he wanted to see if Long Xiaotian's back was injured through his clothes.

At this time, Gua Wazi walked over with Ye Hangyu's clothes in his hand: "You ?????? Target??????? Clothes. "He hadn't spoken for too long, so it was still difficult. However, no matter how difficult it was, he still liked his current life: he lived on his own labor, he had people to take care of him, they respected him, and he had the hope of changing his appearance.

Long Xiaotian patted Ye Hangyu's hands, and deliberately mentally stressed in his voice: "I'm fine, you go take a shower and change your clothes, I'll wait for you here." ”

Perhaps, it was the demagogy in Long Xiaotian's voice that played a role, perhaps, it was Ye Hangyu's extreme trust in Long Xiaotian, in short, although he was worried in his heart, he obediently took his clothes and went to take a bath.

Gua Wazi limped behind: every time Ye Hangyu took a bath, he would tell himself a lot about samurai, spiritual paths, and mind controllers.

And none of them saw that behind him, Long Xiaotian, who was in the shadows, had a gloomy face.

Before, when the world came to a standstill, he was awake, so he heard a voice in his chest, a young and energetic voice, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Lao Tzu knew that it could." ”