Qi Zehui hurriedly turned around, only to see Xiong Yingchun and Dong Cunfu smiling, walking out of the back compartment with one left and one right.

The person in the middle is the leader of the contemporary beggar gang - Lu Shuying.

Although he had imagined many possibilities in his mind before, when he saw the real person, Qi Zehui was still secretly taken aback in his heart.

This person is seven feet tall and has an extraordinary temperament, although his face is vicissitudes of life, he has a kind smile, and his expression is amiable, and he can't detect half of his arrogance and loneliness.

Looking at his face, he must be seventy or eighty years old, but his voice is not a little old, and he is still as loud and atmospheric as a man in the prime of life in his forties and fifties.

He walked with the two of them, but he always maintained a fast pace without hurrying, and his actions were powerful but not powerful, which shows that this person is approachable and arrogant.

"Help...... Help...... The helper ......" Qi Zehui's mind was blank for a while, and he became incoherent.

Who knew that Uncle Lu didn't say a word, so he gently took him into his arms: "I understand, I understand, good boy, you have been drifting alone all these years and suffering." But now it's okay, to go back to the beggars, it's like coming home, going home, going home......"

Family...... What is home......

Qi Zehui's nose was sour, his eyes suddenly moistened, and the set of rhetoric he had thought of before instantly forgot about it.

His biggest dream in life is to be able to join the beggars in earnest, but he has always had doubts before that.

What if the old man he saved is a liar?

What if that sparrow is really just a child's toy?

What if your strange boxing style is fake?

In case of...... In case of......

There are too many what-ifs.

He was an abandoned baby, raised by a blind man who pulled the erhu, and then the blind man died, and he could only wander alone on the streets of Ping'an County, he slept on the overpass, slept in the stable, and slept in the kennel.

He was illiterate, could not work, and was too thin to even do a coolie. With no relatives and no friends, he was bullied by big beggars and gangsters all day long, smashed his broken bowls, and snatched away the few copper plates inside.

He went to steal because of hunger and cold, and was hung from a tree and beaten half to death.

At a young age, he often sat on the side of the street, watching the comings and goings of pedestrians on the road, and couldn't stop thinking in his mind: Why are some people born with enough food, warm clothes, and servants to follow him wherever they go, so that he is not majestic, but he can only eat leftovers, wear rags, and be bullied wherever he goes?

He thought about it for a long time, but he never figured it out.

Later, he was bullied again, beaten to the point of spitting blood, and almost fainted. Covered in bruises, he came to the river, looked at the clear water, and the thought of suicide appeared in his mind.

It was also on this day that he saw Tie Danque, who was also covered in bruises and dying, but he was standing on top of the corpses of a group of black-clothed people, with a grim expression, like a god descending from heaven.

He was kind enough to save him, and took the old man to a ruined temple outside the city, and gave up all his meagre food.

He begged more and more diligently, and his mouth became more and more sharp, just to ask for a few more pennies and exchange some life-saving medicine from the owner of the pharmacy.

Although Tie Danque didn't say anything, he slowly accepted this poor child in his heart.

The old man knew that his time was short, so he wanted to leave something for the child while he still had to live.

He passed on a set of Kunlun martial arts, and on his deathbed, he gave him the little sparrow, and told him that if he had the opportunity, he must get out of here, find the beggar gang, and become a real beggar disciple.

Tie Dan Que died, but little Qi Zehui lived.

Although he knew that this was an ethereal dream, he had hope in his heart, and he was no longer depressed when he walked.

The people in the small town laughed at him, laughed at him for not knowing what to do, and actually wanted to have a relationship with the beggars, and he didn't pee to take care of himself.

But he doesn't care about these, and relies on his limited understanding day after day to ponder the mysterious and mysterious "Getaway".

Others could snatch his food and his copper plates, but no matter how hard he beat him, he gritted his teeth and held the little sparrow tightly in his hands.

He lived a down-and-out life, but he was not chic and lonely, but he did not forget his original intention.

Later, he finally met another person in the town who also had no friends, it was Xiao Xiao.

Two children who have no friends, but unexpectedly become best friends.

He slept quickly, but it was hard to sleep long.

He saw Xiao Yan covering his mouth and retching in the middle of the night countless times, secretly waiting for him to fall asleep, covering the quilt for him, but then he couldn't sleep anymore.

He was afraid, afraid that his friends would leave, that all that he was looking for was just a fantasy.

But now, in Uncle Lu's kind embrace, he was relieved.

He cried, like a child.

Lu Shuying gently asked about the events of the year, and listened very patiently to the former's choking and sobbing.

Finally, the crying gradually subsided, Qi Zehui took a few steps back with red eyes, rubbed his eyes, and said embarrassedly: "Yes...... I'm sorry, helper, I'm so excited......"

Uncle Lu smiled, he touched Qi Zehui's head, and his tone was very friendly: "It's okay, it's okay, no one cares, our beggar disciples are all free and easy people, cry when you should cry, laugh when you should laugh, repay virtue with virtue, repay grievances with straightforwardness, this is a man's temperament!"

Qi Zehui nodded and smiled sincerely.

Uncle Lu looked at the note that said "Shaolin", pondered for a long time, and said, "Elder Xiong, what do you think about this matter?"

Xiong Yingchun arched his hand and said: "Gang Master, that 'Yama Sword' also came with us, what he meant was that he hoped that we could go to Iron Eagle Castle with him to investigate the ins and outs of the old things, and after avenging Elder Tie, it would not be too late to go to Shaolin." ”

Lu Shuying nodded and said: "Ke Yingying's plan is not unreasonable, if you rush directly to Shaolin and spin around like a headless fly, it is indeed inappropriate, it is better to go to Iron Eagle Fort first to investigate clearly, what did my junior brother know back then, so he was hunted down and killed by them!"

Xiong Yingchun was a little surprised: "The intention of the helper is ......"

"That's right," Lu Shuying nodded, "This trip is for my junior brother, and I, as a senior brother, naturally can't go away!"

He looked out the window, his eyes showing a faint murderous intent.

Dong Fucun arched his hand and said: "Dare to ask the helper, how many people do we need to bring on this trip?"

"Hmm......" Uncle Lu stroked his messy beard, "There is no need to transfer manpower, just a few of us." ”

"This ......" Xiong Yingchun and Dong Fucun glanced at each other, and said one after another: "Helper, don't!"

"Helper, this trip is expected to be very dangerous, if it is only a few of us who go, I am afraid it will be ......"

"What?" Uncle Lu laughed, "Let's not talk about the martial arts of you and me, just with Ke Yingying walking with you, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, there are few opponents, that Iron Eagle Fort is just a family of bandits, relying on the means of the next three indiscriminate to walk the rivers and lakes, the owner of the castle, Chen Chuanlin, the slaughterer of chickens and dogs, what a point to worry about!"

Qi Zehui saw that Xiong Dong and the others looked embarrassed, so he also persuaded: "Helper, since the Iron Eagle Castle has a way to put my master to death, it must also be some tricky means, so it's better not to take it lightly." ”

Lu Shuying looked at his nephew, nodded and said: "Child, you are right, the old man was also missing the dead just now, and he was a little impulsive, so it is better to take his brother to respond, but not too much, so as not to startle the snake." ”

Xiong Yingchun nodded and said, "Little Brother Qi has just become the deputy helmsman of the Great Righteous Helm recently, so it is better to transfer some capable brothers from the Great Righteousness Steering Force." ”

Lu Shuying approvingly: "Okay! Let the big guy be familiar with it." There are also a lot of brothers in Jiangnan at the helm of the Great Righteousness, right? When will we be able to get here?"

Dong Fucun pondered for a moment and said, "Back to the helper, if you want to retain your physical strength, seven days is enough." ”

"Okay!" Uncle Lu nodded, "Then send an order for the brothers to come over, and in seven days, set off for Yishan Iron Eagle Castle!"

"Yes!" Dong Fucun said, and then quickly retreated.

"Child, didn't you say that you have a friend who is also here?" Uncle Lu looked at Qi Zehui and said with a smile: "This is not afraid of poison, but it is unheard of, anyway, there is nothing to do, can you introduce the old man?"

In this way, everyone rested for seven days in Haosheng and regained their strength and energy. Lu Shuying took special care of his little nephew, and personally instructed him on his fists and feet, Qi Zehui listened very carefully and benefited a lot.

"Old man, I see that your qualifications are good, when I come back from this trip, I will ask Elder Xiong to teach you the martial arts of the beggar gang, although our beggar gang martial arts is not as profound as those famous schools, but it is also quite practical, if you are willing to study hard, he will have great success one day!"

Qi Zehui was overjoyed: "The junior has thanked the helper!"

Seven days later, the beggars gang of twenty people came to the rudder.

Together with Lu Shuying, Ke Yan, Xiong Yingchun, Dong Fucun, Qi Zehui, and Xiao Yan, a total of 26 people, they set off for Yishan Iron Eagle Fort on the same day.

Along the way, everyone was unhurried, not like they were looking for revenge, but like playing in the mountains and rivers, pointing out the mountains and rivers, talking about the terroir, so uncomfortable.

"This Xuanzhou, the best is paper, it is said that the best rice paper, it takes ten years to make a sheet, and it is difficult for many literati and ink writers to find it...... It's a pity that we are all rough people, and few of us can write and draw. ”

"There is also a kind of fish, the locals call it a baby fish, the old man has seen it with his own eyes, this fish, it looks like a little doll, the sound is also like, the first time I saw it, the old man thought it was a monster, hahaha......"

For a month and a half, everyone rode horses, Qi Zehui and Lu Shuying walked in the front, and they talked the most happily.

Xiong Yingchun and Dong Fucun also talked and laughed, and followed closely.

The last ones are Ke Yan and Xiao Yan, the two stuffy gourds.

Although Ke Yan is not as indifferent as Xiao Buyi, he is not the kind of talkative person, and rarely takes the initiative to provoke topics, which makes Xiao Qi and the others retain the last bit of mystery about him.

Needless to say, as long as no one pays attention to him, he can stay alone for a day.

At this time, he looked at his friend who was chatting and laughing with the beggar gang leader in front of him, although he felt a little lonely, but he was also sincerely happy for the latter.

"What, jealous?" Ke Yan suddenly said coldly.

Xiao Yan came back from his contemplation and looked at Ke Yan, but found that the latter was always looking ahead, so he had to scratch his head and say, "What did Ke Daxia say, and he is not a woman, why should I be jealous?"

Ke Yan smiled: "Since ancient times, only men eat men's vinegar, women eat women's vinegar, it's just that, you don't understand it......"

Xiao Yan really didn't understand everything, but he understood that if he saw other men with Miss Su, he would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

The two were silent for a while, and Ke Yan began to hum a song, the tune and tune that Xiao Yan had never heard before, but it seemed to have a different flavor.

"Hey, boy," Ke Yan suddenly stopped humming, "do you know you're going to die soon?"

Xiao Yan was stunned, and before he could react, he listened to Ke Yan laugh and continued: "The toxins in your body accumulate day by day, condense but do not disperse, and you are forcibly driven, and you have already injured the yuan and lost money. To be honest, it's all God's grace that you have survived until now. ”

Xiao Yan didn't speak, Ke Yan thought he was scared, smiled and said: "They all hide it from you one by one, and they don't want to tell you, but I just want to see how you react, haha, you must know that when everyone knows that they are dying, their reactions are different, some cry, some make trouble, and some are screaming, boy, what do you think?"

Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief lightly and said calmly: "I only hate myself for dying at the wrong time." ”

This answer surprised Ke Yan: "Oh?

Xiao Yan smiled, and said after a long time: "If I could die earlier, I wouldn't have to suffer so much, and if I could live for more than ten years, I might be able to take revenge." It's a pity that it's not too early or too late, God has given me hope, but it has brought even greater despair, it's really fateful, playing tricks on people......"

There was only regret and unwillingness in his words, and there was no fear, which aroused Ke Yan's interest: "I can't imagine that you are so young, but you can see more than me, a person who is almost fifty, I am very afraid of death." ”

Xiao Yan was stunned, and said with a smile: "Ke Daxia, you can bluff me, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I have heard a lot of your stories, and a character like you will be afraid of death?"

Ke Yan raised his eyebrows and tilted his head: "Since you are a living person, it is best to be afraid of death." If a person is not afraid of anything, he will not live long, such as you, little friend. ”

Xiao Yan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when he was a little medicine slave, the red-faced old demon had said a word to them.

Are you afraid? Of course you should be afraid.

You are alive because you are afraid.

If you are not afraid, then I will be afraid.

The people who scared me didn't live long.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a loud voice from in front of him:

"Ahead, it's Yishan!"