Xuanzhou is divided into four domains, and the east, south, west, and north plus a Xuanzhong are the worlds surrounded by flowers. Among them, each domain is headed by Xuanzhong, and each domain is full of large and small families and sects. The vast and vast world is full of open guns and hidden arrows, spell figures, and legends of immortal flying cranes, which give this peaceful land some full color.

Nanxuanyu, Yecheng. Two dusty figures rolled up all the way to the loess and walked leisurely towards the city gate, and if you look closely, there is a thin dog shape in the yellow sand. An old man, a young and a local dog, all dressed in tatters, and their hair was unkempt, and the earth dog was born like a dog, looking at the old and young with some arrogance and resentment in his eyes.

"The old flower and the little beggar yellow dog, a lot of life is so free. There is no wine, lack of meat, and few beauties, and there is no taste at all. The little beggar who was riding on the head of the old flower shouted in a tone, and patted the head of the old flower with a dirty hand.

"The little kid is not serious, have you ever eaten meat or drunk wine?"

"Hehe, Lao Hua, are you telling you the truth, is it my father, am I born to you and the big girl who stole it?" asked the little beggar with a grin, pulling the old girl's hair.

", if Lao Tzu has a bastard son like you, it's really our old flower family that has fallen for eight lifetimes, no, sixteen lifetimes. I think my old flower family was ......"

"My old flower family thought that it was also a first-class force in Xuanzhong back then, and there were countless strong people in the family, and I think my old flower was also a unicorn that everyone admired. The little beggar riding on the old flower pretended to be old-fashioned, and shook his head. "You've said it a thousand times, Lao Hua, and I almost believe it. As he spoke, the little beggar stretched out his arms vigorously to the old elder.

"Little is not serious, I don't fight with you. ”

An old man and a young man smacked their mouths, raised a burst of loess and walked in a dashing manner, pitying the dirt dog eating ashes behind, with more and more disdain and resentment in their eyes.

These two people don't know where they came from, but they only heard Lao Hua say when he looked forward to their grand wishes, that he would deceive the most ignorant beauty in the world, drink the biggest bowl of liquor in the world, and be the top carefree person in the world. The little beggar has been calling the flower since he can remember, and he doesn't know who he is, and he always feels that he must have been stolen by the old flower. But, looking at the friendship with Lao Hua for so many years, let's steal it.

"Lao Hua, I think I'm a little bit close to the immortal means. The little beggar who had just walked through the city gate said to Lao Hua very solemnly.

"You have comprehended the avenue, and you are about to soar in one step?" Lao Hua pursed his lips, looking disdainful.

"No, no, no, I am still one step away from the heavens, but my Qiao art today has reached the heavens. The little beggar stroked his empty beard and pretended to be an old man.

The old man slapped the little beggar on the head with his big hand: "Take off your clothes!

Only then did I realize that the old man and the little beggar who had just walked through the city gate had changed their dirty and chaotic appearance, and were dressed with the momentum of being rich and golden, and even the yellow dog was wearing a small jacket with gold silk pinched red, so angry and rich.

"Got it, got it. The little beggar rubbed his head, looking aggrieved.

In a secluded alley in Yecheng, the little beggar and the earth dog who had just changed back into a tattered cloth were squatting on the side with a resentful look, watching Lao Zhaohua put his clothes into his treasure pocket without blinking.

"Lao Hua, you can also borrow my precious pocket to play with. ”

"Okay, but it won't listen to you. ”

When the little beggar heard this, his face was full of anticipation and changed his decadent look in a blink of an eye. He is greedy for the treasure pocket of the old flower, and he has stolen it, but he can't open it. That pocket seems to be able to fit the whole Yecheng into it, and I've never seen it bulge, but I only listen to the old flower, and the old flower has no conscience one to one.

"Old Flower, how old am I?"

"Twelve years and twenty-seven days. ”

"And when are you going to die?"

"It's still far away. Lao Hua didn't seem to be frightened by the little beggar's sudden and surprising words, such a conversation had to be repeated every day for many years, and she was used to being scared.

The little beggar is looking forward to this old flower burp, just like in the novel, so that this old guy's treasure pocket can be inherited, but tossing and smashing, this old guy only burps and farts, far away from the burp.

"Then when are you going to teach me arithmetic?"

"Why do you keep thinking about this? Sneaking the back of your palms, begging for money, but crying. I want to do some fart arithmetic. ”

"You said you'd wait until you died, and then teach me the number after three hundred and sixty-five. ”

The old flower was speechless for a while, and his face was full of iron. This bastard remembered his angry words clearly, and he poured them back and forth very reasonably.

It is said that the calendar of this world has been divided into three hundred and sixty-five years since the beginning, and the little beggar is looking forward to it every day. Three hundred and sixty-five counted a lot of strength, but Lao Hua just refused to teach him what was behind three hundred and sixty-five. After a long time, the little beggar is not in a hurry. So I asked the year every day, either waiting for the old flower to say that I was leaking, or waiting until the next year when I was three hundred and sixty-five years old, I was always living slowly, and I couldn't be in a hurry.

When I first came to Yecheng, this is probably the largest city that the little beggar has seen over the years, and from north to south I can't see the end for a while, so that the young little beggar always has to take Yecheng as a reference when he encounters a size comparison. Over the years, the experience of going to the village and crossing the county has always been beautiful in the heart of the little beggar, and they all say that they read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, and it seems that they are also half a reading hanger, and half of them have to learn the number behind three hundred and sixty-five.

These two people and a dog are also very interesting. Every time you go to the entrance of a new place or a village, you can't avoid having to disguise yourself to get into the city. He always said that the beggars in this city were xenophobic, and they couldn't let outsiders rob them of their business. As for the beggars and gangs in every place, they are the top of the cities and villages, they must not exist, they cannot be lacking, they cannot be provoked, and the dignitaries and dignitaries have to avoid them from afar. In fact, the little beggar understands in his heart that this beggar gang is indispensable, but it is really anti-dog bite, but looking at the old man boasting, his eyes are flying, and it is not good to always wipe his old face.

"Lao Hua, I'll take you to drink wine and eat meat tonight to see Mei'er!"

"Oh, are you willing to give me the secret money you sold as fake medicine from cow dung?" The old beggar tore open a mouthful of yellow teeth, his eyes narrowed into thin slits, and looked at the little beggar obscenely.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

......

The twilight is gradually falling, the lights of the nine streets and ten alleys are lit, and the night in Yecheng is more lively than the day. The alleys, streets, taverns, gambling houses, green houses, and chambers of commerce were full of people. However, no one noticed that two strange old figures and a yellow dog were lying greedily by the window of a certain attic, watching the beautiful scene of singing and dancing in the house.

"Good wine, good wine. ”

"Lao Hua, rub Ha Lazi, you can taste that chicken leg if it tastes good. The little beggar looked expectantly at the old man with a satisfied face.

"Mm-hmm—charred on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy!"

"The big girl is here!" said the little beggar who poked the old flower beside him with his elbow.

"The arc, the curve, the Ying Ying holds the small waist...... What are you doing?" Before the old man could finish speaking, the little beggar's two hands had already covered her eyes.

"Wear too little, the sage said, and don't look at it. ”

"Then why are you only covering me!" Old Flower roared in a low voice.

"The sages also said that being young and ignorant can be forgiven. ”

"Which sage said that the Confucian sage, the Taoist ancestor, or the Buddha?"

"Neither. The little beggar's voice suddenly became much quieter, and after a long pause, he blushed and said, "It's the beggar sage." ”

"......" When Lao Hua turned his head and looked at the little beggar with black lines on his face, the singing and dancing on the stage had ended, his eyes skimmed over the earth dog on the side, and he was also given a mocking look. "Drink! Eat!"

After that, the two people, one dog and three pitiful figures looked at the table full of delicacies and wines in the house, and swallowed their saliva, this is roast pork knuckle, that is roast goose leg, all kinds of delicacies. After a full meal, the two walked down the alley with shriveled stomachs and teeth picking.

"Lao Hua, let's come often in the future, I'll please! The Qinglou in the big place can't be compared with the mountain pimple village, the wine, the meat, the top is full. The little beggar said proudly, patting his stomach as he spoke.

"That is, produced by the Red Pavilion, it must be a high-quality product! This Red Pavilion is not comparable to the Qinglou Fengyue, it is deep. I'm not afraid to tell you, even a big place like Xuanzhong has a place in the Red Pavilion, and it must be topped well. ”

Hearing this, the little beggar suddenly turned his head, his eyes were resolute, and he looked at Lao Zhaohua with a solemn face: "Lao Hua, I have decided." ”

"Have you decided to learn that trick from me? I told you not to learn that kind of thing. With your talent as a little slippery head, it will take me ten and a half years to learn my skills, and even the little red belly pocket of the big girl in the Red Chamber is not a problem. Lao Zhaohua thought proudly.

"Hey, take away the stinky hara. I decided that I would marry the eldest girl of the Red Chamber in the future!"

"Poof-" The saliva that Lao Hua was about to swallow couldn't help but spray the little beggar's face for a while. "No, it's not, let's not say that you little slippery toad wants to eat swan meat, what's the matter with this 'marriage'?"

"I just learned it today. ”

"Is that called marrying!" Lao Hua looked at the little beggar with a stupid look and said loudly.

"Oh. The little beggar agreed in disappointment. Hmph, this dead old man really wants to stop me from pursuing a better future, I must have stolen it from him to send me to my end!

The two of them and a dog walked silently in the alley that a ray of moonlight slipped into. The old flower naturally doesn't know what the little beggar is thinking about when he has no proper shape all day. One moment he may still be thinking about how to persuade Lao Zhaohua to find a big girl for himself, and the next moment he may be thinking about how to murder Lao Zhaohua.

"Old flower, I'm sleepy. The little beggar said, pushing his eyelids wide for fighting.

Looking at the little beggar's sleepy appearance, Lao Minghua shook his head with a smile, and slowly squatted down to carry him up.

"Let's stay at the guest house tonight. The old man called the flower heard the weak dream cry of the little beggar.

"Good, guest house. ”

A ray of moonlight fell into the alley, entangled the figures of two people and a dog, lingering for a long time, refusing to leave. The yellow dog's clear eyes looked at the old and the young in front of him very humanely, reflecting the moonlight and watery.