The weirdo was a beggar.

He doesn't look very old, because he can't tell his exact age because he is unkempt, and he is estimated to be no more than twenty years old.

This young beggar is very special, he never eats other people's leftovers when he comes to beg for food, and he doesn't speak, he only points to the food that Xiao Ershang gave to the guests, and he will be very angry and refuse.

Xiao Er didn't want leftovers, so he didn't pay attention to him, and he didn't leave, just squatted at the door of the inn and waited.

Xiao Er thought he was hindering business and drove him away, but he didn't leave. Xiao Er is rough, he will fight back, and he will hit twice, Xiao Er can't beat him.

Xiao Er didn't give him food, and the dumb beggar was very hungry and begged the diners, but he still didn't eat the rest of the food.

After three days, the diners were very annoying, and the old shopkeeper had no choice but to give him a new meal to eat.

Fortunately, this dumb beggar didn't eat much, and he wasn't too picky, and he just wanted a dish.

The old shopkeeper saw that the mute beggar was young and wanted him to help the inn do some chores, so that it would be convenient for him to eat and live, but the dumb beggar shook his head and refused, it was okay to give him food, but it was not okay to let him work.

On this day, Zhao Chuan was refining the pill in the plantation, and successfully practiced a third-order qi-replenishing elixir with the black inner pill of the rat essence plus other medicinal materials.

Although Zhao Chuan was not very satisfied with this qi-replenishing elixir, the small test was successful, and it was better than nothing.

In addition to alchemy, Zhao Chuan did not delay his cultivation and promotion.

After resurrection, he has reached the eighth level of the fire layer, and after this period of cultivation, he has reached the ninth level, and if he rushes through this level, he can rise to the last layer of the Five Elements Divine Skill: the earth layer.

As for how far he can practice, Zhao Chuan is not clear.

This kung fu was originally a wild way, it was passed on to him by Grandpa Tai before he died, and it was created by Grandpa Tai himself, and even Grandpa Tai himself did not practice any Mingtang.

Fortunately, it was later modified and upgraded by the ghost master Xiaotian, otherwise Zhao Chuan really didn't dare to insist on practicing for a long time, because Grandpa Tai had been hiding in the ancient well for so many years, and a few moves would make people fall down after he came out.

If it weren't for the ghost master Xiaotian who said that these five elements of divine skills are practiced well, and they can be connected with real kung fu, what can be said about repeated cultivation, if they can understand the rules of the Five Elements Heavenly Dao, there will be endless changes. Even if you practice qi and practice qi, you can get a glimpse of the mysteries of heaven and earth, completely fade your own turbidity, you can soar in the daytime, keep your body forever, and become an immortal......

Really? Zhao Chuan was a little skeptical.

Because he has been practicing for a few years, he hasn't found anything special. Kung fu is really average, more than the bottom, less than the top, and when you meet an ordinary master, you will stop cooking, isn't it? Last time, that Daogu Hun Yuanzi actually lightly clicked on his middle dantian and abolished his own cultivation.

Zhao Chuan stayed in the plantation for alchemy, and three meals a day were delivered by the junior second child of Qingfeng Inn.

Since the last time he completed the order with Wang Decai, Zhao Chuan no longer supplied him. First, the southern pharmacists are gone, and there are not many top-quality medicinal materials, and secondly, Zhao Chuan is not short of money to spend now. He wanted to save time to study the alchemy method passed down to him by the ghost master, in order to cultivate a higher level of elixir that could improve his cultivation.

At noon that day, the second child of the inn came to deliver food, saying that in the past few days, a young mute beggar has come to the inn every day to beg for food, and he has not eaten other people's leftovers.

"Oh? This is interesting, it seems that this is a dumb beggar of good grade, destined to starve the master! Zhao Chuan chuckled.

Xiao Er said Zhao Gongzi, this dumb beggar will not starve, if he doesn't give him food, he will make trouble, and the old shopkeeper has to serve him well.

Zhao Chuan frowned and said There is such a thing? The old shopkeeper is so afraid of things? Just beat the dumb beggars away, don't delay your business.

Xiao Er said no, we can't beat him, that dumb beggar knows some kung fu.

Zhao Chuan said okay, don't bring me food tomorrow, I'll go over and take a look.

At lunch the next day, Zhao Chuan went to Qingfeng Inn.

The inn has been open for nearly a month, but Zhao Chuan rarely comes, and rarely lives here, most of them eat and live in the plantation to study alchemy.

Although he rarely came, the guys and shopkeepers in the inn knew that Zhao Chuan was the real owner.

As soon as Zhao Chuan entered the inn, the old shopkeeper flashed a pair of blue eyes and hurriedly greeted him, and the second class also nodded at Zhao Chuan.

There are a lot of diners in the inn, there are no vacant seats, and even the private seat on the third floor is full of people.

Zhao Chuan turned around and saw that there were a lot of carts in the backyard, and there were a lot of horses and horses and donkeys in the livestock shed, and it seemed that business was good.

Zhao Chuan went up and down, but didn't find the dumb beggar he said.

It's time for dinner now, and the inn has hired two shopkeepers who run the hall, and they are all busy running back and forth.

Zhao Chuan called the little er who brought him food every day, and asked what about the dumb beggar?

The little second pointed to a wooden pillar in the middle of the front hall, pulled a long voice and said, "That's not, that uncle is waiting for a new meal!" Then he muttered with emotion, saying that we hadn't eaten yet.

Zhao Chuan took a look, hey, this is a beggar, this is clearly a wandering hero.

This mute beggar, dressed as a wandering hero, has a long gray and white shirt, and a dirty sachet hangs from his waist. It is not accurate to say that people are unkempt, it should be said that they have long hair and half cover their faces, because people's hair is not very dirty.

The mute beggar folded his arms in front of his chest, leaned against the wooden pillar, and patted his elbow with one hand, staring at Xiao Er, who was busy back and forth, as if he was very impatient.

"Hey! The one who leaned on the wooden pillar came here. Zhao Chuan shouted.

Dumb people just can't speak, in fact hearing is normal.

The mute beggar immediately turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Zhao Chuan stunned, and seemed to be shocked, "You, are you Zhao Chuan?" "It's like a northerner.

"Oops! It's really weird, dumb people can still talk? Xiao Er shouted in surprise.

"Who is dumb! I just don't want to talk! The wandering hero flicked his long loose hair back and glared at Xiao Er.

Zhao Chuan felt that this voice was very familiar, very familiar.

Zhao Chuan wanted to reply that he was Zhao Chuan, but when he saw this person instigating Xiao Er, he was very puzzled about who this guy was.

When the man walked in front of him, Zhao Chuan carefully identified it and was startled: "You are the third young master of the Zhao family?" Zhao Li of the second master's family! Zhao Chuan couldn't help shouting.

"Yes! It's Master Ben! Zhao Li straightened his waist and straightened his chest.

"You, you! You are, why are you ......" Zhao Chuan was really a little surprised, and wanted to say something but stopped.

"You are really Zhao Chuan, this kid! Sure enough, I can find you in this place. Zhao Li pointed at Zhao Chuan and smiled, and then said, "I thought you were dead!" You kid, your life is really big, haha! ”

Does this guy speak? After a few years, it's still the same as before.,It doesn't seem to have grown up.,No.,It's supposed to be a long time and not a long mind.。

Zhao Chuan said secretly, with a black line on his face.

"Why are you still stunned, invite me to dinner!" Zhao Li roared urgently.

"Little two! Take this young master to the third floor! Zhao Chuan immediately shouted at Xiao Er.

"Okay! Two people on the third floor! Xiao Er shouted upstairs with a long voice, reminding him to prepare.

"No, no! Just one! Zhao Chuan stopped Xiao Er, "Serve this young master with delicious food and drink, and I will pay for all the expenses." That, I've got something to do, I'll go first! ”

After Zhao Chuan finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

But Zhao Li grabbed him, "Hey, don't, go up and talk to Young Master Ben and catch up on the old days!" Be sure to narrate! ”

Tell your uncle!

Zhao Chuan scolded secretly, brushed his hand away, and said that there is really something wrong, you go and eat and drink slowly first, and I will come back later.

"Little Er, serve wine, serve good wine!" Zhao Chuan shouted another word to Xiao Er, turned around and walked out of the inn.

Zhao Chuan was walking on the street, his mind was a little cloudy, and he wanted to find a place to be quiet.

It's been four or five years, I fled at the age of twelve, and now I'm almost seventeen, and it is said that the passage of time is wrong, but how can the past be easily forgotten?

Seeing Zhao Li with his own eyes, Zhao Chuan's thoughts returned to four years ago.

I remember four years ago, it was early in the morning, and it was not yet dawn.

Although the sky was just dawning, Zhao Chuan had been running for half an hour, and then practiced Zhao Jiaquan for half an hour, which was an ironclad habit formed in the past few years, unless it snowed and rained.

On the way back, something strange happened, and an uncle dressed strangely stopped him, holding an inkstone-sized object in his hand, but not an inkstone.

He babbled strange things that he didn't understand, and he stomped his hands and stomped his feet to draw blindly, it seemed that he was in a hurry, as if he was going to ask for directions, Zhao Chuan wanted to help him, but he didn't understand what he meant at all.

Later, he pointed to Zhao Chuan's neck, his neck, the sky and the earth, and the front and back of his body.

After some torture, this person saw that Zhao Chuan was still indifferent, so he became even more anxious, and actually reached out to tear the jade pendant around his neck. Zhao Chuan was unhappy now, the time in the morning was so precious, not to mention the delay, he was not good to report, so angry that he turned around and ran, and took the man with a hand.

Time did delay a lot, after returning home, his mother had already brought breakfast to the table, Zhao Chuan hurriedly ate, wiped his mouth and ran to the school.

The school is actually a private school, there is only one old gentleman, a few young masters of the Zhao family are studying here, and the remaining five or six are the children of the Zhao family who have some heads, Zhao Chuan's father is the shopkeeper of the Zhao family's firm, and the second master of the Zhao family treats him well, so it is recommended to come to the school to study.

As soon as Zhao Chuan sat down, Xiao Cui, who was waiting for Mr., came to announce: "Mr. is sick, saying that he is studying by himself today, and he will copy the "Tao Te Ching" taught a few days ago. ”

Zhao Chuan was just about to take a pen and paper from the table hole to copy, "Zhao Chuan! Come and sharpen the ink for Master Ben! I want to practice calligraphy! The little master of the big man's family said sharply.

"Your uncle will bully me!" Zhao Chuan scolded in his heart, and reluctantly passed silently.

Helplessly, the young master is the young master, the school is the family's, and the gentleman is invited by the family, Zhao Chuan quickly poured a little water in the inkstone, picked up the ink and quickly drew a circle.

"Bang!" Zhao Chuan accidentally let out a loud fart, and Zhao Li, the third young master standing behind him, suddenly covered his nose and kicked Zhao Chuan a few steps away: "Bastard, don't say a word when you fart!" ”

Zhao Chuan looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone scattered all over the ground, and knew that the big thing was not good, so he hurriedly covered his buttocks: "Young master, I have diarrhea, I have to go to the pit quickly, or I will pull my pants!" As he spoke, he walked out of the school.

"Your uncle, self-study? Study on your own! If you don't have a sir, anyone can bully me, and my master won't serve anymore! ”

Out of the school Zhao Chuan ran and scolded, originally 147 to learn literature, 258 to practice martial arts, 369 to study medicine, anyway, if Mr. doesn't come, it's better to go to the clinic to find a sister to play, Zhao Chuan swept his eyes full of hatred, and went straight to the clinic.

"Zhao Chuan! Why go? Look at your bad face, you must be going to do something bad! After running not far, Zhao Chuan was stunned by a sudden shout.

Zhao Chuan hurriedly turned his head and saw a pair of big eyes staring at him on the side of the low wall.

"Sister Qinglian, why is she talking? When have I ever done something bad? Zhao Chuan said with a smile.

"Why don't you go to school today?" Qinglian asked.

"Alas, the gentleman is too sick to go!"

"That'...... Come with me to the mountains to pick mushrooms, okay? Qinglian stared at Zhao Chuan and asked tentatively.

Qinglian is the youngest daughter of Chen Dazhu's family in this village, the Chen family has more than a dozen acres of land, although it is not rich but also food and clothing, Qinglian has been playing with Zhao Chuan since she was a child, this year is thirteen years older than Zhao Chuan, although it is not said that the flower looks like the moon, but it is also slim and elegant, refreshing and refreshing.

Zhao Chuan looked at Qinglian's body with his eyes, and muttered in his heart: "Why is it more beautiful after not seeing you for a few days?" ”

"To go or not to go? Say a word! Look at what! Qinglian slashed at Zhao Chuan fiercely with her eyes.