The next day, several young beggars in the temple got up early and disappeared early in the morning.

In the past, the dust would rise first, and then everyone would get up at noon.

The beggars in the world are almost all in this and this way.

However, Fuchen didn't care about their living habits.

"Maybe there's something going on. ”

Fuchen thought to himself.

After washing, Fuchen went to the backyard to practice boxing.

However, the old beggar was gone, which made Fuchen a little unnatural, thinking if his talent was really not good, so that the old beggar really didn't want to teach himself.

I've been practicing absentmindedly all morning, and before I know it, it's noon, and it's time for dinner.

After a simple shower, I casually changed into clothes with a few patches and went out to buy some food and make lunch for the rest of the people in the City God Temple, which has been the case for the past few days.

Soon after walking into the street, the flow of people on the street began to run towards one place.

I heard passers-by occasionally say that the immortals are coming, coming to collect apprentices, etc.

When Fuchen heard this, he was also interested, so he wanted to follow everyone to see the excitement, and he also jogged in the direction of the flow of people.

After jogging for a while, there was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping and various calls from behind.

But Fuchen didn't care, waiting for the people around him to dodge.

Fuchen followed and glanced back, and then followed everyone to the side.

I saw a handsome man in a red costume riding a red horse galloping over on a horse.

A group of horseback riders and a group of guards without horses followed, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Because the horse was running fast, many people did not react, and many passers-by had already fallen to the ground.

Seeing that he hadn't gotten far enough, Fuchen hurriedly retreated again, just bumping into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl wearing a fan's wide-sleeved fairy dress.

"Ah......h

The little girl fell backwards unsteadily, and the crowd around her was stopped by a scream from the little girl.

"What a beautiful girl!"

"At first glance, it's a rich and noble child, stained ......"

A small number of people stayed to look at the little girl who fell to the ground, and they were all surprised by her appearance.

Fuchen looked carefully at the little girl's slightly chubby face looking a little cute, her eyebrows were bent in the bangs, her hair was combed back, and there were two bags wrapped up with hair on her head.

The delicate hair ornament on her head and the fairy-like skirt foreshadowed the little girl's extraordinary family background.

However, such a small ancestor fell to the ground with a butt, making the onlookers more interested in what happened next.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you. ”

Fuchen knew that his reason caused the girl to fall, and after the screening, he walked to the girl, bending down to help the little girl.

At this time, more than a dozen guards and an old woman around him also reacted, and the two guards stood in the two positions on the left and right behind the floating dust and surrounded the floating dust.

The old woman stepped forward and slapped Fuchen's hand.

"Blind you, look at the good things you have done, you show her to me. ”

The old woman turned around and bent down to help the little girl up, but the little girl turned around and broke out the old woman's hands but couldn't get up, and pointed to the position of the floating dust and shouted:

"Let him pay me for my clothes!"

The old woman looked at the patched clothes on Fuchen's body, and her face sank and she comforted the little girl:

"My little ancestor, you see that he is dressed like a man asking for food, he must not be able to afford it! ”

The little girl pointed to the two guards.

"You guys, hit him for me!"

The people around were cold, I didn't expect this girl to be so ruthless.

Before Fuchen could speak, more than a dozen guards on the opposite side surrounded him, all of them looking fierce and vicious.

Although Fuchen can stretch out his hand, he can't stand the other party's dozen or so adult guards.

In the afternoon, with a stick, a stick in his right hand, and some pork in his left hand, he returned to the Chenghuang Temple.

"Brother Xiaohei, why are you like this. ”

Xiaoqing immediately ran up to hold Fuchen and asked with concern.

"There was a bit of a conflict with someone, it's okay, skin trauma!"

Fuchen handed the dish to Xiaoqing and said with a reluctant smile.

"Who is it? I learned boxing from the old beggar, and I'll teach her a lesson!"

Xiaoqing said that he immediately let go of the floating dust, and did not take the food in his hand, so that the floating dust almost fell.

Instead, he stood aside and rolled up his sleeves and lost viciously.

"I've practiced too, I haven't beaten anyone, we have to work harder!"

Fuchen said jokingly, also with a little self-encouragement.

"Okay, I'll practice boxing with you in the afternoon. ”

Speaking of Xiaoqing, she is more motivated.

Naturally, the meal could not be made in the dust, so it had to be handed over to someone else.

After finishing it, Xiaoqing also complained that it was not as delicious as the floating dust, which made everyone laugh.

But I didn't expect Xiaoqing to really start practicing boxing in the afternoon, and he was more motivated than before, and he looked like a little martial arts master.

However, Fuchen could only look at Xiaoqing, and by the way, check if he had forgotten any actions.

It was very late when the old beggar and the beggars returned to the temple of the city god.

When everyone came back, they saw the appearance of floating dust, and they asked for warmth again.

Dust just said that there was some conflict with people.

After saying that, the old beggar went to the kitchen.

Then he took the bowl with the notch from before and handed it to Fuchen.

The bowl is still the same medicinal soup.

"Did you go to collect medicine today?"

Fuchen asked, holding the bowl.

"Yes, drink this medicine and come to the backyard. ”

The floating dust blew the steaming medicine, and when it was almost cold, he pinched his nose and drank it with a frown.

Xiaoqing heard what the old beggar said, and then followed Fuchen to the backyard.

When he came to the backyard, the old beggar still had his back to the dust, straightened up, and changed his style during the day.

"Old beggar, I will also learn boxing in the future. ”

Xiaoqing walked in front of Fuchen and said first.

Originally, Fuchen thought that Xiaoqing was joking, but he might be tired and want to rest after the afternoon.

However, although I survived in the afternoon, I didn't expect to be more motivated in the evening.

"Do you feel after drinking the medicine? ”

The old beggar turned to Fuchen and said, obviously the same as Fuchen, thinking that Xiaoqing just thought it was fun.

"I feel a little more comfortable. ”

Fuchen looked at his hands and said.

"That's it?"

The old beggar said with a frown.

"Forget it, I don't expect anything from you, can you still practice boxing?"

The old beggar sighed and continued.

"I don't think so, I was beaten quite seriously this afternoon, and I can't walk very well. ”

As he spoke, Fuchen stepped down the steps.

"Hey, it doesn't seem to be that serious!"

Fuchen said in surprise, just now I said that walking is a problem, but now I think about it is much better.

"Even if the medicine I added is not in vain, continue to practice boxing, and follow me to collect medicine tomorrow, it can be regarded as a kind of exercise. ”

Saying that, the old beggar took Fuchen and Xiaoqing and began to practice again.

The next day, before dawn, the dust followed the beggars out of the city.

I heard one of the beggars, Niu Dazhuang, say that they were going to Fuyun Mountain.

Niu Dazhuang is the strong man who just arrived at the City God Temple and shouted to fight the dust.

On the floating clouds is the highest mountain in the area under the jurisdiction of Ning'an City, and the surrounding mountains are continuous.

The highest mountain, Fuyun Peak, is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and the clouds and mist are cut off from half of the waist, so it is called Fuyun Peak, and then everyone is used to calling Fuyun Mountain in the surrounding mountains.

It takes a day and a night to walk to the bottom of Fuyun Peak, which is about a hundred kilometers away.

And it is full of dangers, so Orion rarely goes to the vicinity of Fuyun Peak.

Generally only hunting in the marginal areas.

And they have been walking for half a day from the departure to the edge of the mountain.

The reason why the floating clouds came with him, according to the old beggar, was that coming out and walking was conducive to the induction of aura, especially in this kind of deep mountain place.

In fact, Fuyun was carrying the old beggar's bag.

Today, I was only looking for medicinal herbs at the edge of Fuyun Mountain, but it was already very late to return to the City God Temple.

Today is a good harvest, the old beggar poured the herbs in the corner and left some of them yesterday, and picked some of them to boil the medicine.

The old beggar boiled the medicine, and after the floating dust drank it, the old beggar instructed the floating dust and Xiaoqing to practice boxing in the backyard.

After a few days of practice, I have memorized the basic movements, and I am not as tired as before.

After half a month, the herbs slowly did not meet the old beggar's requirements.

The old beggar walked deeper with the floating dust alone, explaining some basic exercises as he went.

There are still ten days left before the collection of disciples in the Chaos God Mountain.

Fuchen and the old beggar came to the vicinity of Fuyun Peak.

Standing at the bottom of the cliff and seeing a flower glowing blue on the cliff, it was very dazzling.

Fuchen and the old beggar sighed that their equipment was not good, and the rope was too short.

"Old beggar, can't you fly?"

Fuchen asked suspiciously, in his heart, the old beggar was already a master.

Although it may not be as powerful as the grumpy woman I met at the time, it is not the same as relying on two of myself every day.

"Do you see any difference between me and you?"

The old beggar asked rhetorically.

"It's a little older, it doesn't seem to be any different!"

Fuchen touched his chin and said after thinking.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked in the ass by the old beggar.

"That's it, you won't, how could I! ”

The old beggar scolded.

Because of the long walk, it was the third day of coming here again.

Fuchen and the old beggar stood on the top of the cliff and shivered looking down.

"I'm too heavy, the rope is so thin, so you better go down. ”

The old beggar took a step back and said.

"But"

Fuchen hesitated, and the old beggar interrupted without waiting for him to finish.

"It's your business, you can bear to let my old man take risks for you?"

As he spoke, the old beggar had already tied one end of the rope to a nearby tree, and tried to see if it was secure.

After tying it up, he also made a smile that was more ugly than death at the floating dust.

Helplessly, Fuchen had to slide down the rope, and the old beggar still looked down at himself.

After sliding down for a long time, I came to the side of the flower, and there was an open space where five or six people could stand.

"It's not ordinary at first glance!"