After getting rid of the gods, Fengshu went to find an aunt and asked for directions, and then went to the pawnshop.

Mr. Chao Feng looked at the two bags of clothes again and again, and finally only gave 100 lines as money.

Feng Shu took the money and walked down the street, when suddenly a group of beggars came towards him. They were dressed in black, and a broken bowl was embroidered on the back.

Fengshu looked at the dazzling logo on their clothes, and in a trance, he returned to the night when his people were slaughtered. Some of those demons were wearing this garment.

It's just that at that time, the beggar gang was still a small sect and was rarely known. Moreover, it was also that night that Fengshu met those people who sent the sect for the first time, and his understanding of the beggar gang only stayed in sporadic memories.

Fengshu forcibly suppressed his angry emotions and didn't let himself show the slightest bit of madness.

He is now in damaged health, and the time for revenge has not yet come. Back then, why did the six major sects suddenly besiege the valley? Who led this conspiracy? What was their purpose? All these puzzles would always haunt Fengshu from time to time.

He suddenly thought of a question, if there was one of the participants in the group of disciples who had done evil in the past, and that person happened to recognize him again, then he would not be in danger.

It's not a tough time yet, so let's disguise it for the time being.

With his thoughts set, Feng Shu went to a clothing store to buy a dragon pattern blindfold mask and put it on.

The sun is three poles, just in time for the meal, there are a lot fewer pedestrians on the street, Fengshu has an empty stomach, and with the remaining tattoo money, he swaggers into the most popular restaurant on this street - Zuixian Building.

The drunken fairy upstairs was full of guests, and Feng Shu picked up a window seat and sat down. He looked around and found that many of the people who were eating were martial arts people.

Fengshu sat down, called Xiao Er, and ordered a Dongpo meat, a flower chicken, a plate of mapo tofu, and a jar of bamboo leaf green. The last ninety dollars were spent by him in this way.

Fengshu is the heir of the forty-fifth generation of the Fuxi family, he has been pampered since he was a child, and he is quite picky about food, clothing and housing. Even if he was so depressed now, he still couldn't let his stomach eat anything bad.

After a while, Xiao Er brought up the ordered meals one by one. Feng Shu used chopsticks to eat, but Xuanling could only sit opposite him, watching him eat and drink spicy and couldn't help but swallow saliva.

It wasn't that Fengshu didn't let her eat and drink, but that she had returned to Middle-earth, and now she was a spirit. In the case of spirits, there is no need to eat or drink.

When Fengshu was drinking and drinking, the two men at the next table quarreled loudly.

"I told you to leave a long time ago, but you just didn't listen, you see that you lost all the money I spent drinking flower wine. Zhao Weiguo was picking up the dishes, and blaming his younger brother for not being it.

"I don't want to win more and let you play the Ruyi girl in Piaoxiang Mansion once. Zhao Weijia took a sip of wine and slapped it on the table, "It's really boring to be a brother with a person like you, I'll go to the chivalrous list to take over the job and make money to pay you back." ”

After saying this, Zhao Weijia got up and walked downstairs. Zhao Weiguo was afraid that his younger brother would get drunk and mess around, so he immediately got up and ran downstairs.

Feng Shu thought about it, paid the money, hurriedly went downstairs, and followed the two brothers unhurriedly, he wanted to see what this chivalrous list was?

There are five continents in Middle-earth, and each continent has major sects. The major factions will use their own credibility as an endorsement to establish a chivalrous list.

On the chivalrous list, there are all kinds of reward notices posted.

The beggars split the rudder, and the front of the chivalrous list was densely packed with people who wanted to take over this big job.

The people on the periphery couldn't see the text on the list, and the people inside kindly read it aloud.

Lu Yi, the son of Lufu, suddenly contracted a strange disease, and for more than a month, medicine was useless. I will issue a proclamation again today, and I will invite the sage again. Whoever can be cured of this disease shall be rewarded with five hundred taels of silver.

Underneath the notice, there is Lu Jun's seal.

Su Mocheng beggars are the helmsmen of the rudder, although they can't be said to be dragons and phoenixes among people, but it is more than enough to call for wind and rain in this place.

"It's sent, I've earned the five hundred taels!"

"Don't dream, I don't think you'll even be able to pass the first try. ”

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll get rid of you right now. ”

"Hmph, stinky rascal, who just touched my ass?"

Everyone in front of the list, you and I will discuss how to make this huge amount of money. After reading the list text, Fengshu found several suspicious points. He decided to take a brief look before he made a decision.

After a while, in the archway of the Tiger Hunting Hall, Lu Yang led a team of people to walk out proudly.

Lu Yang is Lu Jun's younger brother and the hall master of the Beggar Gang's Helm Hall. As the second leader of the Tiger Hunting Hall, as soon as he appeared on the playground, the heroes in front of the chivalrous list were instantly silent.

Lu Yang has two aspects that are most eye-catching, one of which is the way he dresses.

He was dressed in an iron suit, with a pair of black trousers and a waist tag tied around his waist, on which was engraved the emblem of the beggar gang.

The second is his appearance, Lu Yang is five and a half feet tall, and his hands are slender and pointed.

An awl face, a high hooked nose, and sharp eyes, like a falcon ready to hunt at any moment.

Lu Yang touched his bald head, clapped his hands, and the four iron-clad guards carried a desk to the playground.

Lu Yang walked to the desk and fiddled with the bamboo sticks in the stick holder with his index finger, but there was nothing on the bamboo sticks.

A group of martial arts people who are eager to try it don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this Luyang gourd?

"Everyone, don't be impatient, please take the list, come forward and draw lots. If there is a word, it is to be determined. No word, please leave quickly. ”

"Hey, why are you here? What are you doing here? Are you here to pick up the job?" Fengshu frowned, how could he meet this annoying person everywhere he went today.

Xuan Ling covered his ears and muttered in a low voice: "If you don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures!"

Feng Shu ignored the spiritual cultivator, he suppressed his anger and avoided him with a blank face.

Everyone took a bamboo stick from the stick, and in the end, only three people qualified.

"What is the broken lot? What is the wordless and the wordless? I think you are deliberately teasing us!" Zhao Weijia clenched his fists and burped.

"We have a secret recipe that can cure my son's illness, so let us in. Zhao Weiguo also echoed, they couldn't stand this feeling of being fooled.

The two brothers of the Zhao family were drunk, and they were holding back the fire in their hearts and had nowhere to go.

"Very good! I'll give you the answer!" Lu Yang waved his hand, and the iron-clad guard lifted the table aside.

Lu Yang left the back of his hand, and his right hand stretched forward and leaned out slightly, which was a move to ask the other party to make the first move.