"Qing'er, go find your friend."

"Hehehe!"

Qing'er is happy to be able to play on the street, it is better than listening to an old man talking here, and she happily lifted a long stick.

"My friends are all in the inn, well, there is another one in Yunzhou Yizhuang."

Su Li snuggled towards the door of the inn, and against the wall, there was a little beggar sitting on a rotten mat, he was dirty, but his hands were very clean, he was babbling and eating a delicate pastry, and he smiled at Qing'er.

Qing'er recognized the pastry in his hand, jumped over, and exclaimed, "Little brother is you, how have you become a beggar?" You have mom and dad and grandpa, it's not fun to be a beggar......"

The little beggar was the little boy who "raced" with her that day, Qing'er was talking, and saw an old man lying next to the little boy, like a dead rooster, wet and smelly, his face couldn't help showing a sad look, and he touched the little boy's head with pity.

"Your father, your mother...... Yes! Uncle, it turns out that you haven't ...... yet."

The old man suddenly half-sat up, if it weren't for the experience he had in Caidian that night, Qing'er would have been so frightened that he would have fled immediately, but he also turned white and patted his chest.

"Old man, where are your son and daughter-in-law? What are they going to do tomorrow? ”

Seeing Su Li come over with a smile, the old man's face was embarrassed for a while, he found some water, washed the dirt on his face, and smiled.

"Childe also knows. Oh, by the way, Childe is a friend of Ning Gongzi, so naturally he is ......"

The old man suddenly flashed a trace of worry on his face, and said worriedly: "Childe will not ......"

"I'm not familiar with Ning Qiankun!"

The old man nodded, sat there awkwardly, and didn't know how to start the topic, passers-by looked at the "dead" old beggar and sat up, and there was a noble son chatting with him, and he didn't feel anything unusual at all.

"Ahem, the son is asking the old son and daughter-in-law......"

The old man finally found the topic, washed his grandson's face with clean water, and had something to do, which didn't seem so embarrassing.

"They thought that they would make noise on the street tomorrow, rush into the worship procession, and take the opportunity to talk to the people of the Iron Sword Sect, and sell some unfortunate ...... to the house."

"Old man, is it necessary?"

"Yes!"

The old man nodded heavily, his face calming back.

"The widow of the king in the old village, pulling a big widow, that kid has no ability, that kid is filial, maybe it is also because of this reason that he is blessed to become a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect

It's been five years, although I haven't been home, but every New Year's holiday, people bring silver clothes back, and the widow of the king smiles from ear to ear every day, and everyone says that she is blessed.

Chai Jiu in the town next door, since he arrived in the Iron Knife Sect, he has sent people to pick up his father and mother every year, originally his father has rheumatism and can't stand the humidity of the mountains

But I can't resist my son's insistence, and after I get there, I guess the rheumatism has been cured, and I don't want to come back, hey, it's all a blessing......"

"Old man, since it is so good, I have also heard that the master of the Ning Sect is good, why don't you go directly to him and use such means."

"Gongzi doesn't know, Sect Master Ning worships the Taiping Ancient Buddha, he himself is also a Buddha character, everything talks about a fateful word, his disciples and even subordinates, if there is no fate, he will not accept it

Sometimes he doesn't accept one a year, no matter how talented you are in martial arts, how loyal, or how sincere, as long as there is no fate, he will not accept it......"

Su Li listened and muttered, "Could it be that the Iron Sword Sect is besieging the city?" The people inside want to come out, and the people outside want to go in. ”

"Childe's words are wrong, the people outside are trying to get in, and the people inside don't want to come out, although Sect Master Ning is never reluctant, as long as anyone wants to come out, even if he says to leave the master, he is not forbidden, just say that the fate is over

But Gongzi has a sentence that is right, the Iron Sword Sect is indeed like a besieged city, and it is difficult for people outside to get in no matter what, so they want to use this kind of indiscriminate method, but as long as they can get in, what does it matter. ”

Su Li threw down some broken silver on the straw mat, the old man was stunned, and had no choice but to accept it, after all, he was a beggar, he looked at the background of the two, and his heart moved.

"Childe!"

Su Li turned around, and the old man had a trace of hesitation on his face, and then gritted his teeth.

"Childe, you and the Ning family are world friends, I don't know if you can ...... it"

"No, you can't."

"Childe, the old man doesn't dare to have extravagant hopes, he just wants this grandson to have a good future......"

Qing'er gently pulled the sleeve of Su Li's shirt, as if she was looking forward to it, and it was also like a request.

Su Li didn't reply, shook his head, and left, he didn't want to be a good person, even if he wanted to, he didn't know where to start.

……

On the street on both sides of the river, various wooden shelves for offerings have been erected along the way, extending to the edge of a stone bridge that spans both banks.

There is a large open space on the side of the stone bridge, on which a platform is set up like a big show, Su Li knows that it is a place to worship the Taiping Ancient Buddha, and tomorrow, Ning Sansi, the sect leader of the Iron Sword Sect, will go there to worship.

He wanted to see what the Taiping Ancient Buddha looked like, whether it was the Buddha or Maitreya Buddha or an indescribable existence, but he heard passers-by say that the Buddha statue could not be invited out until tonight.

……

Thump!

"Help! Help me! There's a kid overboard! ”

Su Li and Qing'er were going to the altar to have a look, after all, they had already come out, and suddenly heard bursts of cries for help, more than ten people were surrounded on the riverbank, the river was splashing, and a five or six-year-old child fell into the water.

Burst!

As soon as the two of them reached the shore, a young man jumped down, holding the child in his arms, and he splashed and shouted, "I don't know how to ...... water."

Without saying a word, he had already drunk a few sips of water, and the people on the shore hurriedly threw away a long rope, and the young man grabbed the rope, and everyone pulled him closer to the shore.

He pulled the stones on the bank of the river with one hand, and put the child on the rope with the other, and the child was quickly pulled up, poof, the young man in the water slipped his hand, and fell into the water, and his hands kept paddling the water, shouting loudly, floating and sinking, and it was very dangerous.

Qing'er hurriedly rushed over to stretch the long stick into the river, but the people on the riverbank who were in a hurry to save the children and rushed down to the river to save the young people were in a mess, and Qing'er couldn't get over.

Su Li gently took Qing'er's hand, pulled her back, and pointed to an old man on the riverbank, only to see that the old man was holding a stick of incense in his hand, and the cigarette was curling, Qing'er looked at Su Li in confusion......

The young man was rescued after all, but his stomach was swollen and seemed to have lost his breath, and everyone was busy and used various methods to save him.

It's just that......

A middle-aged man looked at the old man in horror, his lips trembled and said, "Dad, sixth brother, he doesn't seem to be able to do it, and he can't be saved." ”

When the old man heard this, he pinned the incense that had been extinguished in his hand to his waist, hurried over, leaned on the chest of his sixth son and listened for a while, raised his head blankly, looked at the people around him, and everyone was silent.

"Xianggong!" A young woman lay on the young man's corpse and wailed, and suddenly, pulling the old man's sleeve tightly, "Dad, didn't you say, didn't you say it's okay! ”

The old man wiped his tears, but he couldn't say a word, and his sons hurriedly pulled the woman away, but saw a man in white coming over, and he didn't speak, one palm touched the heart of the corpse, and the other hand formed a fist, constantly hitting the heart of the corpse with a palm.

"What are you doing, he's dead, and you're still ......"

The woman was mad and tried to rush over, but when she saw her husband's corpse, she suddenly coughed, spat a few mouthfuls of water, and seemed to come back to life.

Su Li sighed, if it weren't for the fact that he still knew some modern first aid methods, if it weren't for the skills that Qiao Feng had when he was 32 years old, the young man would definitely die.

"It's okay, it's okay, Liu'er, you just flooded this piece of incense, tomorrow, let's shorten the time a little, and it will be fine......"

Qing'er looked at Su Li in surprise, she understood it, it turned out that these people were a family, and everything was rehearsed by themselves, and they actually wanted to be a disciple or even a subordinate in the Iron Sword Sect......

"Childe, if the Iron Knife Sect can accept these people, it is estimated that it is okay to ask for their lives, does the Iron Knife Sect know any spells that can make everyone become so crazy in order to get in!"