It was impossible to move an inch in the city without money, so he looked at the place where the thief had disappeared. Chased after it.

Although the thief ran very fast, Yan Xiaobai was a monk.

It didn't take long for the thief to find it, for the thief hadn't gone far. Walked a few shops to the south, there was a money bank, the thief came out after a while, it should be to exchange loose silver, continue to walk south, and arrived at a steamed bun shop. The thief bought ten buns and spent thirty copper plates.

Yan Xiaobai did not catch up, but secretly observed from afar.

The thief walked all the way through the streets and alleys in a southeasterly direction. Along the way, I also looked back from time to time.

Yan Xiaobai said in his heart, this thief is quite vigilant.

There is a ruined temple in the southeast of Qingyang City, which is generally a place for local residents to pray for blessings, and most mortal cities have a similar place. However, the temple here has fallen into disrepair and is dilapidated.

Looking at the thief who walked into the broken temple, Yan Xiaobai also followed him.

The small temple is not large, and the dilapidated stone statues are scattered all over the place.

As far as the eye could see, there was an old beggar lying on his side on the ground as if he were sleeping, the old beggar was skinny, his face was pale, and he looked like he was about to starve to death at any moment.

Six little beggars huddled together, and the thief was handing out buns to them.

After Yan Xiaobai came in, he also found a place to sit down. It may be that he is used to it, or he may be numb, and no one cares about Yan Xiaobai.

In fact, when Yan Xiaobai entered the door, the thief saw him several times. But he's still handing out buns. didn't pay attention to Yan Xiaobai.

"Thank you, sister."

"Today's buns are delicious."

"Sister, give me two, and I'll send them to the third grandfather."

Yan Xiaobai glanced at it, the eldest of the six children looked like thirteen or fourteen, and the youngest was four or five years old. They talked and laughed, so unhappy.

One of the little beggars took two buns and sent them to the old beggar: "Third grandfather, eat buns." Today's buns are fragrant. ”

The old beggar took the bun and devoured it.

Yan Xiaobai just watched and listened silently, like a passer-by who was out of the way.

After a while, the buns were distributed. The thief came up to him. When he walked in front of Yan Xiaobai, he said:

"Hold your hand out."

Yan Xiaobai thought about it, and really stretched out his hand.

The thief handed him the last bun and said, "Eat." ”

At this moment, Yan Xiaobai felt that the voice of this thief was really good. Looking at his face again, the edges and corners are clear, and this is clearly an extremely ordinary man's face.

Yan Xiaobai returned the bun to him: "I've eaten it, thank you." You really have a bad omen. ”

The thief forced out a smile: "Your whole family has a great omen." ”

"Forget it, you don't believe it, then I will ask you to take care of it in the future."

"Hey, you want to rely on me. I just thought you were a good person, but in a blink of an eye, you showed your fox tail. You can live as long as you want, but I'm not obligated to take care of you. ”

"Okay, in that case, dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

"The name is just a code name, I don't have a name."

"In the next, the surname is strange, and the name is poor."

The nameless boy looked disgusted, and said, "I didn't ask your name, your name is so ugly." ”

"The name is just a code name, isn't that what you just said?" He burst out laughing.

At this time, an old beggar next to him beckoned to Yan Xiaobai after eating the bun in his hand and said:

"Young man, I see that you are extraordinary, not like mortals, come over and let's talk." The old beggar motioned for Yan Xiaobai to come over.

When Yan Xiaobai walked to the old beggar's side and said:

"I think Your Excellency is also so extraordinary and miserable. Don't know what to call it? What do you have for advice? ”

"They all call me the third master, and I don't dare to give advice. I see that Your Excellency's heavenly court is full, there is a flash of inspiration, the head and horns are grand, and there is no place in the whole body that is not a fairy wind bone. Your Excellency will be the overlord of my generation in the future. ”

Yan Xiaobai was stunned, could it be that this old guy could see that I was a cultivator? Or does he read faces? So he answered:

"Why? Could it be that Your Excellency is also an immortal? ”

Yan Xiaobai said in his heart: "Is it really a master outside the world?" ”

"It's better to be like a god than a god."

"What's the explanation?"

"Those cultivators are actually fake cultivators, the stronger the cultivators, the greater the constraints of heaven and earth, and the real cultivation is to be a land immortal in the world, eat when you want, sleep when you want, and do whatever you want. Isn't it happy? ”

"According to your old man's meaning..."

"That's right, it's to be a carefree happy beggar."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a black shadow flash in front of him, and then he fainted.

Yan Xiaobai clenched his fists and said indignantly:

"Why do you always force me to do it?"

The nameless boy's voice sounded, "If you beat people casually, I'm going to drive you away." ”

Yan Xiaobai looked like he was going to be a scoundrel and said, "If you want to drive me away, there is no way, unless you return the money to me." Otherwise, the matter of eating in the future will be left to you. ”