"Knife Beggar"

(ps: This is another short story I wrote, the number of words is not much, around 100,000 words, I will send a part now, about 50,000 words, readers can not subscribe.) By the end of the book, it's over.

I'm also going to put together an outline of the book and bring out the best parts of the book. Prepare for the travel roll. In fact, after the mountains and seas are finished, there is still Taibei Mountain that has not gone, and the dust is fate, and it must be gone, and finally solve all the puzzles in front. ）

Once upon a time there was a mountain, and at the bottom of the mountain there was a little beggar touching his flat brain.

He sat curled up on the corner of the straw paved street, the wind blew, the grass was broken, the smell was strong, the pedestrians were not serious, and the pace was hurried?

Buzz.

It turned out that the treasure on his waist had fallen to the ground, and he hurriedly stuffed it back into the rotten gray robe.

There was a broken bowl in front of him, and there was a wide noodle in the bowl that was already cold, and he licked his mouth and took a few sharp puffs, muttering, "Don't, don't waste it." The livelihood is not good in the morning, and we will see what good opportunities there are. "

"The few pennies that the rich kid threw at me last time were seen by a few people named Hanako next to me, and I was embarrassed to put it in my pocket. If there is anything else this time, I can't say anything. He touched his snot and threw it on the upper of the old woman's shoes passing by, and after a few oops, the old woman was so angry that he hurriedly bowed his head and apologized.

There were a few dog barks from behind, and the wild dog Xiaohuang licked his ass and was grinned by him, scared away, he had no intention of eating noodles, lay on the straw and yawned, straightening his legs.

It turned out that a woman in a white dress came up and whispered to the man in front of him, "Where are we going today? ”

Childe's expression was serious, and he said ruthlessly: "Why can't the huge Du Mansion tolerate you? Father has long said that you are an uneasy person, and now you are exposed? Hmph, today you only accompany me to the sake pavilion and pour me wine!"

The woman lowered her voice in disappointment, and when she landed, she accidentally stepped on the bare feet of a little beggar, and then took a step back in fright, and said in fear: "Where is the little beggar?

The little beggar groaned a few times, rolled on the ground to wipe away his tears, and cried and said, "You stepped on me, I am afraid that seven or eight blood vessels in my thighs have been broken, and my bones are also out of place." I'm going to die, I'm going to die. I can't walk without a few dozen taels today. ”

Childe's white face showed helplessness, he waved his sleeves and was disgusted, and he took out his sleeves for a long time and dropped a few taels of silver, "Little beggar, get out of here, don't want to hinder my good deeds." ”

The woman covered her face with red sleeves, a little guilty.

However, when the silver fell into the hands of the little beggar, the little beggar put the silver in his mouth and clicked and bit it, satisfied with the robe in front of the plug's chest, the woman who followed the son a few steps away, looked back a few times, the little beggar smiled and threw a wink at the woman looking back, and planned to leave.

A few pairs of tigerish eyes saw it, coughing incessantly, snorting, and throwing a small stone not far away and smashing it on the little beggar's skull. He whined and covered his head a few times, "Little beggar, how many taels of silver did you collect? ”

"You look around you at the peers who don't have a good livelihood, and they all swallow the silver in your hand. The hungry old beggar with green eyes seems to be able to run over and bite you in the next moment. Looking inside, there is a breeze street, and everyone is a fierce man like a wolf and a tiger. On the other street, a scrawny, bearded, foul-mouthed, yellow-clothed beggar might hang you in the ancient temple and beat you up as soon as you took a step. If you give it to us in advance, you can avoid calamity. What do you think?"

The little beggar touched his head and said tremblingly, "I gave you a few taels of silver last time." Is it all old beggars who eat meat and don't spit out bones?"

Several people replied in unison: "That's right. ”

"Several of us are known as beggars, this one eats meat, that elephant, the one behind the bone hair, and the one on the left is tearing mouth, what's the matter? It sounds more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is extremely arrogant! As long as you listen to me, in the whole town, you will be held tall and your eyebrows raised, and no one will dare to provoke you. Even if the hungry green-eyed old beggar on Qingfeng Street is rude, I won't say a word, and give them a set of martial arts. Back then, I punched Shuipo City in the south, kicked the old man's cave on the ground, and stood in the pile of dead people, and no one dared to say anything. That short, hunchbacked old hungry ghost, I have one in one hand. ”

"How's it going?"

The little beggar coughed and wanted to leave.

Several people squinted and looked unhappy, and the slightly older beggar reached out and grabbed his tattered robe, and said duplicitously, "Beggar friend, please stay." ”

"Actually, we are here to maintain the dignity of this small piece of troubled street. Ahem, you know, you still have to pay the protection fee, otherwise where is the dignity of my boss?"

With a clang, the baby fell out again, and several people took a few steps back in a trembling voice, "Xiaoyou is extraordinary, it seems that we are rude." From now on, we will follow you through the realm of beggars!"

A lame old beggar with a fortune teller came from behind, his eyes were shining, he struck them on the head and said solemnly: "What about dignity? What about dignity? Do you want to lose the appearance of my beggar and the troubled wind? Even if we are beggars, we must straighten our waists, do not lose our demeanor, and have flat sleeves, and say with straight teeth: "Little friend, reward me with a tael of silver!"

Several people's faces turned dark and hurriedly clapped their hands.

The little beggar put away the baby again, took out a tael of silver from the clothes on his chest, threw it on the old man's hand, waved his hand, and said helplessly: "Let's go, the little master is going to be chic." ”

Several people gathered together, held up their broken bowls, and walked away with a smile.

The little beggar swayed his rotten robe, and the freshly grown leg hair on his legs covered the ashes, and he could not tell whether it was thin or long or speckled. He didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, the broken white porcelain bowl of noodles after eating was thrown directly on the ground, clicked, broken, and walked happily to a lively street.

It was forbidden for beggars to enter, but he was small and excited, and the silver in his hand swayed in the palm of his hand, making the majestic posture of an uncle, knocking on the door frame and entering a clothing store.

There was a set of green cloth robes in the shop, and he touched his chin lightly, and before he could recover his senses, an old woman slapped his finger and said sarcastically: "Get out, stinky beggar." If I see you walk in later, I'll break your legs. ”

The little beggar pretended to say, "What? I look down on your uncle and me? I have silver, and I will serve well." I'll give you a word of propaganda and let the beggars come and visit. You don't inquire, I'm the leader of this chaotic group of beggars, and if I don't charge you protection money, it's a good thing at first sight. Hmph, that's it. ”

He lit the green cloth robe and threw down a tael of silver, and the old woman sighed, hurriedly picked up the silver and put it in her pocket, and said softly: "Master, you wait, I'll take it down and try it for you." ”

The little beggar hurriedly waved his hand, "No need, that's it." ”

The green leather robe was hammered down on the body, and the sleeves of the hands were half an arm long, shaking in the air like a palace maid dancing in the palace, deliberately stretched out her hand and dragged back a part, and the tail end of the green robe below was outrageous, dragging on the ground like a long skirt.

The little beggar looked at it a few times with interest, picked up the scissors on the table, clicked them a few times, cut them, smiled and said, "That's it." ”

Walking down the street, no one saw his sloppiness, only a few women covered their mouths and laughed, looking at the dark-skinned boy, striding into a wooden pavilion, known as the most famous 'sake pavilion' in the whole town.

The children of rich families, or the big men who walked horses, and swordsmen settled here.

There are several men with long hair hanging down, wearing blue and white snake-blue clothes, holding a white feather fan, and their eyes are holding their heads high.

The sound of the wine jug pouring wine into his ears made the little beggar's heart tickle, and he walked into the threshold with a smile, but was blocked by a big hand, and at a glance he felt familiar, snorted, nodded and said, "You are the one who is a dog's leg for Du Fu." ”

"Nonsense, don't think that I won't recognize the rotten people in it if you change a layer of skin, and don't taint the good luck of Accord. It's not for you to come here. Besides, if you don't kneel and beg for mercy, how can you have the money to buy a green coat and do something that is extremely inconsistent with your identity?"

The little beggar shook his head, ignoring him, got under their hands, slapped his legs and sat on the corner, knocked on the table and said, "Little two serve wine." ”

"Okay. ”

There was a lot of noise in the tavern, and a young man in a blue robe holding a wine pot said with a calm expression: "The phoenix is soaring to the sky, and the earthworms are all on the tree?"

The little beggar shook his head and scolded, "I'm not an earthworm. ”

"And what are you?" asked the blue-robed young man again.

The little beggar coughed, "Below is the beggar of the ancient temple, sitting cross-legged on the straw of the troubled street, and many people who are in a hurry call me nothing." I am as light as a swallow, and I can speak well, because I am handsome, I often charm girls, when I am sad, there are dark clouds in the distance, and when I laugh, the sun is shining. ”

The blue-robed young man and several sons next to him nodded one after another, and said with interest: "A kid who can 'sing' came in today, which is interesting." ”

"Then can you tell me, where did you get a green robe? It can't be that you stole someone else's clothes to dry, right?"

The little beggar raised his middle finger and waved, "There is a problem with this sentence." Don't steal in the next, don't rob in the second. I advocate public opinion and seek the welfare of others, so how can I talk about stealing? I am an upright person, hospitable and warm. I have all the advantages that others have, I also have the advantages that others don't have, and I have all the advantages anyway. ”

"Oh? Several young people touched the wine one after another, only to see the stomach under the wine.

"It's fun to be a little friend. ”

The wine jug on the serve was full of fragrance, without using the wine cup, he used the spout to the mouth to grunt and drank, after a while it was half less, the little beggar burped, carefully sealed the wine lid, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said with taste: "A pot of good wine, a green robe, a room of wine, a rotten person." ”

This was heard by many rich sons who drank alcohol, and the black-robed man threatened: "Who do you say is a rotten person?"

The little beggar replied with a smile: "Hey, I don't mean you alone. I mean, everybody who drinks is a. ”

"So arrogant?"

"It's a dog eating, why are you still running to hit your master?"

"Dare to ask the name?" asked a handsome man.

"Don't change your name at the next station, don't change your surname, it's already a mountain. Besides, why don't you have the temperament of a literati? Everyone who has read a book and spits foul language?"

The handsome man smiled, picked up a wine cup and sat in front of him with interest, and asked, "Have a drink?"

The little beggar picked up the flask, opened the lid, touched the wine, "Drink?"

"Drink?"

"Why do you want to drink? I've loved making heroic friends all my life, but I didn't expect to see you here, an arrogant and despicable boy, with such grace. Why don't you get together with my little gazebo and drink together for half the night?"

The little beggar waved his hand and refused: "I like to be alone when I drink, if I am accompanied by a beautiful woman." Ha ha. No more, no more, just a few. ”

The beautiful man clapped his hands, very wonderful, "Xiaoyou is really funny, I guess I haven't seen any wind and rain!

The little beggar raised his eyebrows, shrugged his nose, and said helplessly: "I have long heard that there is a capable warlock who walks in the world of rivers and lakes, wearing a white robe, wide eyes and a nose, and eyebrows like a star sword, quite Taoist charm, I don't know how many people have been killed by going south and north?

The handsome man smiled and bowed to his fists, "It's also a rotten person, and what he said is reasonable." I want to ask, since I'm here, do you dare to take it?"

The little beggar pretended not to care and drank the drink alone, "You look down on me?"

The handsome man pulled out a green sword from his sleeve, his edge exposed, and pointed at the many disciples in the distance. Originally, several swordsmen who were still pretending to be the sons of everyone frowned and squinted, and there were even a few people in black

The little snake wrapped its arms around it and snorted a few times.

A few blue-robed people near the wall in the distance pulled the blue-skinned scabbard in their hands, drew out a crisp light sword, snapped, threw it on the table, buzzed a few times, and mocked: "In the next person?

"Blind?" said the little beggar angrily.

When the handsome man pulled up the stance, he spat out at the same time: "Give a nickname to the next person, scarecrow." ”

The corner of the wall thought that the middle-aged man smiled hatefully, "Is that the ronin who cultivates only one thread through his body and can't move in the wind and rain?" Today, I want to see if the feeling of setting yourself on fire is refreshing?"

I saw a breeze blowing in the door, the handsome man let go of his long hair, the light sword was drawn horizontally, and a strong sword aura instantly emerged from the scabbard, several men at a table in front of the big man opened their eyes and patted their eyes, and they all pulled out thin swords from under the table, the table burst out, and the sword also quickly went out of the body, pulled out the sword shadow, and with a bang, the wind blew the black robes on their bodies, and their faces were not shocked, and they sat down again.

There was only one blue-robed man sitting cross-legged in the air with one leg, looking like he had a deep foundation.

The blue-robed man picked up a bowl of sake on the table next to him with his sword, and picked it up with a smile, "I saw the scarecrow shoot today, it's extraordinary." But all of the people who came today are my men, and I don't know how sure you are that you dare to take advantage of the wind?"

The handsome young man raised his middle finger, as if to say, you are lewd-. However, in the eyes of the dozen or so swordsmen opposite, the two of them seemed insignificant, the man raised his hand to retract, signaled not to act rashly, and hurriedly smiled: "Is it just a success? ”

The little beggar shook his head drunkenly and nodded.

On the threshold sat several servants who were drinking, some fleeing, some fainting. Xiao Er, who had blocked the little beggar from coming in just now, was already trembling with fright, and ran up to the private room on the second floor to tell his master to be careful.

On the small window of the dust around her, the proprietress by the window was supported by her legs, dressed in red, greased and powdered, with a small mouth with red phoenix eyes and cherries, and she bit her mouth and said softly: "What are you doing? Drinking, drinking, fighting, fighting, fighting, don't take my big-eyed mother-in-law in your eyes? I think back then, there was a person who fought in the grave, and now he is thrown into a mass grave, and he is being dug up and eaten by green-eyed wild dogs." I took great pains to send a pillar of incense, afraid that he would not be able to endure the suffering of the underworld, and there would be no incense to guide the way. ”

She jumped down lightly, pinched a handful of embroidered handkerchiefs and wrote elegantly, but it was so disgusting that the little beggar drank helplessly.

But this woman has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and there is a commotion on her body, which looks like a chaotic wind blowing, bringing bursts of stench. The handsome man coughed, picked a chair and sat down, looking at her uncontrollable disgust, and also received a burst of contempt, because the woman who seemed to be amorous was a fierce woman who killed people without blinking.

I only heard the people in front of me coughing, and a clever man stopped: "It's better for the little girl to be nosy, otherwise she will be burned by wildfire after she dies, and the body will never be found again." ”

The proprietress sighed, and in an instant, a sword was drawn from the waist of the swordsman on the side, and with a stabbing sound, the head fell to the ground, and it was refreshing and bright.

"The woman listens only to good words, not to gibberish. ”

The little beggar applauded.

A bunch of men and women walked down the second floor, and it happened that the women looked at the little beggar with an incredulous look, but the tenderness was real. The boy trembled, and the woman supported him, looking at the silence with an embarrassed expression, and looked down at a corpse, her face pale.

They were just about to leave, when a long sword bell thrust into the doorframe, stopping them from moving forward. The blue-robed man said with a calm face, "You are not allowed to leave." He is what we are looking for today. ”

The handsome man raised his hand and pointed at the blue-robed man, "I'm looking for you." ”

The blue-robed man snorted, "Your Excellency's hands are too long, you might as well take them, it would be a pity if they were hacked to death by the sword." ”

The boy peed his pants in fright, crying and supporting the woman next to him, but when the blue-robed man came, the little beggar shook the wine jug and said lightly, "I want that woman." ”

The white-robed man walked by with a chuckle on his face, not caring at all, grabbing the boy and placing the sword on his neck with a calm face. Just as he was about to touch the woman, the little beggar turned over a wine cup and poured it gently, and with a ding, the baby fell to the ground again.

The next moment, a very fast light flew out, and with a click, the little beggar raised his head and drank the wine from the wine cup, and sighed with a smile, "Under the self-proclaimed name, laugh and hide the knife." ”

The man fell to the ground, a dead body.

The sake pavilion was restless for a while, the swordsman held the sword, and the dead body fell to the ground, but a few people dragged the corpse away, and a laughing man came, "I don't know that there is a beggar who hides a silver light treasure knife, it is really wonderful! In the future, when he meets on the road, you will be buried along the way when you die, and you will steal life after you are born. If you want to blame it, you will be blamed for drawing your sword! You and the scarecrow are our enemies. ”

The black-robed people left one after another, leaving the dumbfounded drinking boy and the kneeling servant on the ground, and said in his mouth: "It's me who has no eyes, thank you for protecting my son-in-law." ”

The woman looked sad and mourned, and the son waved her hand and shook her off, and walked out of the tavern in a daze.

The little beggar's eyes were confused, and he looked at the two of them and disappeared, and muttered a few words, "In the cold and moving night, I sat trembling outside the tavern, holding a dry straw, and someone warmed the wine and shared a glass with me. At that time, I couldn't repay the kindness, so I smiled helplessly and said, I will repay you with my life in the future. This time, save your life and repay your kindness. There will be no further involvement. ”

The scarecrow stroked the white robe, picked up a hat and black yarn from under the table, and dropped a few taels of silver, the proprietress raised her eyebrows, and was ashamed, wanting to leave the scarecrow overnight, but was kicked into the corner, oops, raised his white legs slightly, smiled, and found that he walked out of the restaurant with the mountain, and hummed together.

The woman Wangqing had tears, but she couldn't fall, followed the two of them for a few streets, and then dispersed, only to know that the green robe was torn by the stinky hands of the proprietress, and on the way to walk, she found that it was dyed with white chrysanthemum wine, shook and sat down, and said: "How long will it take?"

The scarecrow hugged his sword and smiled: "I have an appointment with your master, and after five years, the ancient temple of Lanke Town will look for you." It can be seen that if you want to be a beggar and be happy, I want to accompany you to drink a few more glasses of wine and talk freely about the future journey. Who knows, you have no intention! You and I meet in the sake pavilion, it is fate. I've been down the mountain for a long time, and I want to ask you, when will it end? ”

He pulled his sleeves and sighed lamentingly, obviously not enjoying enough knenees-free happiness, his ragged clothes were still in tattered clothes, and he was no longer that person, and he said with a smile: "Let's go, Lao Tzu will go to another place to be a beggar, and be happy." Tomorrow I will go east with you. ”

The scarecrow nodded and left, leaving behind a mountain of people, pedestrians did not stop, there were old dealers in swift black clothes, white shirts and trousers, and linen straw shoes, with slanted eyebrows, wrinkled faces, coughing critically ill, for fear of delaying people's travel time, and he looked at a child who pushed hard, started to walk, and shouted: "Charge, charge, one hundred taels a hand." ”

His thin body and strength were not small, and he pushed and walked a few steps, and the old dealer hurriedly waved his hand and apologized: "This matter." Let the old man come by himself, I can't afford to pay this big money. ”

Ji Shan smiled and said: "I'm kidding, you see that I am honest and will not do anything oppressive, and watching you set up a stall to cook rice porridge can be regarded as a livelihood for eating and sleeping in the open." Why don't you drink tea at home and admire the moon?"

The old dealer wiped the sweat from his head and said with a heavy face: "Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. My son had a heart disease and died early, and his mother remarried and lost a banner of chastity. No, my grandson is also my 'son', he should be raised well, I take him to be bitter, it is fate, I hope he will not grow up like his drunk father, hey, he deserves it. ”

He pushed the flat cart to a gentle place, withdrew his hand, watched the child lick his dry mouth, bent down to say thank you, he quietly stuffed a tael of silver into his pocket, blinked his eyes and whispered, "Run, run." ”

The child waited for his grandfather not to look back, looked back and knelt on the ground, and bowed to the mountain.

He touched his sleeve and there was still a tael of silver, and the boy just dropped a handful, a total of six taels. Yes, it is too generous, and it is completely possible to compete with an official who earns four or five taels a month, and it happens to use money to avoid disasters, why not?

He turned and departed, and in the dirty mud puddle, he was covered in mud, torn and torn, and his good robe was a rotten garment, and his face was muddy, and his hair was shaggy, and his teeth were covered with dirt.

He wanted to pick up his old business, muttering and twisting his waist, and when he saw someone, he yelled, "You girl is so handsome! You sassy girl, you are not as chic as me, a beggar, twisting your big ass, swaggering through the market, why do you want a dragon and phoenix to gallop and make a show?"

The naked woman pinched her waist, with a cigarette in her mouth, and looked unashamed, when she saw a man running over, she blew her mouth, "Running so fast, did you have a wife at home? Or did the little mistress get caught? Woo, why don't you send good wine and good food to your grandfather?"

There was another old man who was singing, his body was straight, he clapped his hands and stomped his feet, and said, "Who will spend tonight." Let me taste the previous love between men and women..."

The city belongs to a remote territory, belonging to the place where the Qingpi Mountain is murdered, and even if there is a riot, many visitors who draw their swords and act come to kill people with money. They don't give any face to the murderous swordsman.

Since there was a soldier sent from the dynasty to suppress the formation, he still dropped a piece of courage, holding a banner in his hand, red, white and blue shadows, sprinkled with blood, dyed with blood, discarded and fled, leaving a picture scroll of blue scrolls, on which he wrote with a pen, do not break the wind building, swear not to live.

This person also left a woman, who was the man who held the hand.

Earlier, some people were scolding why not eradicate it?

Her father died on the battlefield, dressed in green skin and red armor, with a clattering sound, mottled blood stains on his helmet, riding a group of proud snow horses, and with a chirp, he raised his sword and killed the enemy army, in order to quell the chaos and maintain the prosperity of the family and country.

That's right. This is a great feat, one man can not withstand the attack of the thief, the spear pierces the heart, the sword kicks down the armor, the chest, the neck, and dies. He stared at the sky with wide eyes, forgetting that his daughter was still in the town, where he came from and where he died.

The woman Ning Qiu, missing her dead father, sat in front of the fence and asked, her father, who left early, still left a family affair, let him change his attitude and behave as a man, is there no good reward for good people?

A slender and weak woman, staying here, looking at the place where she was born.

Earlier, my mother was a beautiful girl who was weaving cloth, wearing saffron on her head, squeaking and squeaking, the loom chirping and chirping, a few small thin threads on it staggered, her head twisted back and forth, and her neck was sore, and she said with a smile: "Girl's family, you still have to be able to weave and do housework, although you are not everyone's princess, but a piece of mother's heart." I'm glad you live in the countryside, there is not much chaos, and there is no distress from everyone. ”

But I ever thought that she was lying on the wooden window and looking at a pony in the distance, and there was a big family sitting behind her, wearing chrysanthemums on her head, smiling and pointing, and after a long time, her mother died, leaving an old yellow dog, lying beside her, and when she left the wooden house, the bamboo forest, it died.

The dust fell on a pool of clear water, and there was no splash, and the silent house welcomed a group of screaming monkeys, scratching their cheeks, clutching sticks, and carrying water to bathe, like new owners, who did not want the previous figures to appear.

She promised to be married to the eldest son of the Du family, who was the master of the dog-legged Feng Qing, named Du Kong. What about this person, who is wild by nature, greedy for money and lustful, he will put his interests in front of him from childhood to adulthood, and he has never been moved, poor Ning Qiu, he has already changed his face, but when he was sitting on the hill, he ran to a strange place, and woke up in the bamboo forest.

I happened to see her.

She handed a bowl of water to Jishan, and grunted down, it was very sweet!

At that time, Jishan also asked Ning Qiu, "Is it comfortable to live here?"

When she saw the little beggar's sloppy appearance, she was still a little resistant, and replied softly: "Where is there anything happy?" ”

"Why are you unhappy?"

Ning Qiu twisted his head, took another bowl of water, drank it himself, and the old yellow dog next to him wagged his tail, and set off and said: "I want to see the outside world, I don't want to listen to my mother's nagging, what is unpredictable, what is oppression and chaos, where?"

Shan laughed and cried, to tell the truth that when he saw her, he was only fourteen years old, and the white-bearded master who was about to die handed him a burden, which contained a piece of hard iron, and there was a handle on it, and he was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, and he couldn't repay his kindness or send him to the funeral, and he held his palm tightly and said: "Go to the mountains to live in seclusion, don't be like me, wandering everywhere." From now on, you will be called a mountain, and the mountain you are guarding can be named in the same way. Feeling the changes of nature, you turn into a mountain, and the mountain is for you, and you can attain the Tao. ”

He bowed down on the mountain, piled him up in the grass, eroded by the wind and rain, and wept for a night before his words were reflected.

"In my life, in order to become an immortal, I became human nature, and I became nature, so I left myself to fend for myself. ”

He was short in stature, lazy in rags, and hungry for a long time and lacked the strength to serve the bowl, what did he want to say to him? How many roads he had walked, he didn't speak grandiosely, sighed and left, yes, he took a look at her and liked her simplicity, elegance, and childlike fun, but after thanking her for a bowl of water, he stepped away and slept in the ancient temple.

He also fell in love with the life of a beggar, fell in love with the money and food that could be reached out, from time to time he held a broken pot of wine thrown by others, licked it while sticking to it, and when no one rewarded him with food, he ran to the rich house to grab dog food, was beaten and vomited blood, came back with a hot head, and burned for a few nights. Within a few years, the woman who watched the trumpet was sent to a distant place in a red sedan chair, where was the Du family in Kuancheng.

There are three emerging cities under Qingpi Mountain, a tourist town (city), a white city, and a wide city, and the Du family is a big family in Kuancheng, with enough land rental and exploitation to eat and drink without worry.

It rained heavily that night, a cry, no one knows, and a wave.

He is greedy and selfish, snatching food from other people's mouths, brazenly dragging pedestrians' thighs and selling miserably, playing tricks, and getting money in this way.

Over time, there was only one treasure in his rotten clothes that was not lost, and no one knew.

At this time, he picked up a wine bowl beside the drunkard, broke half of the stone, and shamelessly said, "Reward some money!"

The bumpy and shabby bowl, coupled with the smell of mud and stinky ditches, where is not a well-known beggar?

One by one, I asked if I had any money, and if I didn't have money, I could have food.

After all, I'll leave tomorrow, and I don't know when I'll come back, and there are still good people in this fertile and unattended area. When the bad guys chased him away, they forced him to crawl out of his crotch, and they poured a soak of urine on him, and finally he acquiesced, and the bad guys who laughed out loud dropped a few pennies and walked away.

To be honest, it's better to focus on the rich son.

When touching porcelain, control the degree well, can't take the initiative to touch others, can't offend others, lightly pull out other people's guilt, and don't give money.

For the mountain who has been studying this industry for several years, it can be said that he is a veteran, sitting on the windy streets, yo he. The place covered with straw is my own nest, and all year round, only in winter will my hair be covered with rain and snow, to be honest, the snow is not a bad thing, and it is still warm to press my head. But when the cold wind blew, he was going to die, and he shivered and hid.

In the ancient temple where he lived, there were people who had experienced ups and downs, and now they have become old beggars.

A few big tongues, able to speak, some of them are skinny and don't talk about it, and some of them are cunning and cunning, they don't say much and sometimes they don't say anything, but they just don't get hungry. How did it come about?

Robbing other beggars of food, begging for money, or stealing, which also violates the rules of a group of beggars in the ancient temple, and cannot rob and steal at will. Beggars are also dignified, beggars also need to be stable and warm in a stable and harmonious time, relying on the charity of others, there is never a shortage of goodwill people in the world.

In the ancient temple, there is an old beggar in charge, holding a dog beating stick in his hand, beating the beggar who committed the crime, so that they can have a long memory, every day a few people in the temple leave steamed buns and other food, or a few pennies to buy food, they are all respected old people, there is no shortage of some martial arts and martial arts, as well as knowledgeable literati, and some capital officials fall here, with some skills can enjoy the pleasure of travel.

But everyone didn't have any complaints, and they all willingly stopped and landed here to seek a trace of rumors and solace from the outside world.

Jishan returned to the familiar chaotic wind street, watched a few people eat three or four roast chickens, and handed out the fattest chicken leg one after another, he caught it and ate it boldly, while saying: "The beggar is poor and sour." What's the matter? What a lot of fun to eat today? It's all my uncle's good hand!"

They replied in unison: "Uncle has a hand, I will mix with you in the future, if it were a few taels of silver a day, mother, I would have taken a good daughter-in-law and sat in the house to coax the child to sleep." Begging for a leg! You say, right?"

Several people replied in unison: "Yes, uncle, teach us how to touch porcelain, right?"

He waved his hand, swallowed the meat on the bone, threw it to a drooling yellow dog, bit it and ran away, and said leisurely: "Uncle has no time to teach you." Let's learn on your own!"

Several people mourned, and a thin beggar said: "No, follow you, if you have a bite to eat, we will drink." Besides, if you make a lot of money, you can take us to the Qinglou to have a good time, what's wrong? Hello, I'm good, everyone is okay, right?"

He clapped his hands, slept for a while, and ignored them.

When I woke up, the sun had set.

He got up and held his broken bowl, which still had a few copper coins in it, shook it a few times, smiled and walked towards the ancient temple.

The ancient temple is overgrown with weeds, the wooden beams are slanted, the bricks and tiles are broken and there are several big holes, the walls are dark as if they have burned several fires, and the stone Buddhas inside have been smashed into three or four halves, not to mention the existence of any golden Buddhas.

It was full of straw, and water droplets fell from one of the big holes, like the last heavy rain falling on the tiles, which had not yet been dried by the sun, and in the dusk of the night, it was blown and swayed, and the water fell on the head of a bald beggar with miscellaneous hair, and when I touched it, I thought someone had peed and fallen. got up and crossed his waist, and said in a sissy voice: "Mother! This day is not good, God is targeting me, knowing that my head has fallen off, and washing me, I am afraid that it will not be bright at night." ”

A treacherous old man with a white beard and a green hat looked at him with disdain and said with a smile: "Someone once said that when a person is unlucky, he will keep being unlucky. Be careful, or when you die, no one will collect your body. ”

The bald-haired beggar clenched his fists and pretended to say, "Hit your lungs! Besides, Lao Tzu has split your old skeleton." ”

The treacherous old man in the green hat said softly: "Scholars don't speak. But I have to say two things. The dogskin nose that grows on your rough meat, what kind of appearance is it with a few green onions and nose hair, you have circled legs, rotten ass, and a few pores and pigtails on your rotten butt, like a person who is not bad at eating and drinking. Would you have a baby without ass-eye? Otherwise, how could you swear with me here? I have read more than 10,000 books, and said that people are like gods. Say you're a pig, you're a piglet, say you're a dog, you just can't change eating? You... You..."

The bald-haired beggar was furious, rolled up his sleeves, and scolded: "I can't bear it anymore." You turtle bastard. Lao Tzu plugs - your nostrils. Lao Tzu picks your life - the root. Lao Tzu Lao Tzu...."

The treacherous old man in the green hat said: "What Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu? Let you read more, I can't say it!"

The bald-headed beggar with mixed hair, went up with a kick, and before he touched him, he was dragged by a round-bellied beggar with a bad face, thrown aside, and said weakly: "If you have something to say, don't do it." ”

The bald beggar kicked his legs and retracted, "Lu beggar, you also saw it, how did I say a person who is full of sassy words?"

Smack.

A dog-beating stick swirled in the air, smashing several people to eat, but the bald beggar covered his mouth, sobbed and said: "Helmsman, you must know that I am an extremely honest person, and I have never said any swearing, I have been forced." ”

A lame old man, dressed in a white robe soaked in dust and oil, sat on the ground helplessly, looked at the beggars at the door, and said: "In the ancient temple, this dog beating stick is your ring ruler. If anyone dares to break the rules here, don't blame me for breaking your legs with it. ”

Many beggars blinked and watched, the dog beating stick was an ordinary wooden stick, I don't know what kind of wax was on it, it looked shiny, flat in the hands of the old man, but there was an indescribable momentum, yes, it was the feeling of the beggar gang leader.

But the lame old man claimed that he was not a helper and would not have any helpers in the future, and a group of beggars in the ancient temple were like a family, where they could take shelter from the wind and rain, and when they were bullied or when the beggars who were alone grabbed something, they could ask for help here.

If one can't beat two, if two can't beat it, there are only dozens, and there are almost hundreds of them gathered in this ancient temple.

At night, the scattered beggars come back, the old and the sick are kept warm, and the young and strong are frozen.

But every day after dusk, there will be a short gathering to discuss the various difficulties encountered today, or to disperse people to other areas, which street will be good for begging, where there are rich children haunting, where vegetable farmers often go, this has become a topic of fragrant gluttony.

Basically, the position of each beggar will not change greatly after the first assignment, except for some unavoidable things, such as street closures, riots, etc., in order to escape, they will be arranged to streets with large crowds, and when the original place returns to normal, they will collect the bunks and cover them back.

Now, all the beggars in the street have left.

There are more than 100 beggars sitting at the door of the ancient temple, and there are dozens of them in the temple, adding up to more than 200, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and only a few dozen beggars look normal, all sitting on the ground, waiting for orders.

He shook the broken bowl in his hand and sat at the end of the crowd.

Hearing the call from inside, he squeezed in, looked at the beggars who were full of beggars, got up and moved a place, sat down at the door, leaned against the wall, and looked at the full moon.

The lame old man leveled the dog stick, was extremely respectful, and said calmly: "The first thing I want to say today is our discipline problem. The ancient temple is our home at night, and it is also your 'home'. Don't be unimpressed, if you don't want to stay, get up and leave, and don't say that you are a beggar of the ancient temple when you go somewhere else. ”

"I also deliberately put out a dog-beating stick today, so that you can see the traces on it clearly, it has killed a group of maniacs who made trouble before, have you forgotten? Why can a group of beggars in our ancient temple be able to expand at the foot of Qingpi Mountain, Baicheng, and Kuancheng? How did we get this step? What do you think?" The bald-haired beggar said by the lame old man did not dare to raise his head.

"What is it? It's the rule. Rules!"

"I'm kind to you, and I usually turn a blind eye to your little things, but in a place where there are so many people in the ancient temple, you can raise your hands to fight, don't you take me seriously?"

"The first thing the beggars of our ancient temple talk about is unity, the strong dragon is difficult to fight the head snake, there are emerging beggar gangs fighting for territory, you can also fight, the rules are the foundation. ”

He closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then opened his eyes, "The second thing is that there are a lot of inexplicable forces in Lanke Town recently, although I haven't left the ancient temple too far, I have already felt their strange aura, some are swordsmen who have never seen swordsmen who draw swords and kill people, and there are also some evil people who are crooked, you should be careful, if you encounter anything bad, leave in time and report to me." ”

"The third thing is to speak casually today, and if you have any questions, just say it. ”

Immediately, the crowd talked about it, and he didn't say a word, not knowing what Mochizuki saw.

There were a few people around, that is, the beggars who were rewarded by him with silver taels during the day, the old beggar rubbed his hands and said obscenely: "Boy, no, uncle, if you have anything to do in the future, just give orders, in the troubled streets, you are the boss." ”

Jishan patted his torn sleeves and sighed: "Go, go." There will be no chance in the future. ”

A few people sighed and hurriedly asked, "Why don't you have a chance?" ”

Jishan smiled and didn't say anything, let them leave, and wanted to be clean for a while.

Who knows, he was too tired to fall asleep again, and when he woke up, there was a lame old man sitting next to him holding a dog-beating stick, looking at him with a smile.