Chapter Ninety-Three: The Old Beggars in the Deserted Temple (4)

Xi Murong stood at the door, leaning against the porch, smiling grimly.

It's ridiculous to say, after leaving the city, she expected that the other party's journey in the middle of the night would be extremely unchanged, and it was estimated that she would replenish it in the South Gate Town outside the Nanji Gate, and she would also get a torch to illuminate it. After all, Chongqing City, where Tangjiabao is located, is also dozens of miles away, and it is not possible to reach it all at once.

Just as she was passing by the ruined temple, she suddenly smelled the smell of roast chicken. In order to track down Qin Qing'e's whereabouts, Xi Murong and Chang Ming ran in Chongqing Mansion until dark. When I went home, if I hadn't jumped into the house from the firewood room by accident and found that there was movement in the firewood room, I might not have found it.

She didn't eat at the end of the day, so when she asked about the smell of this roast chicken, she wanted to come and see it, and even grab something to eat. As a result, it's a coincidence, Tang Xiu'er and the two are here.

"Sure enough, the heavens still favor me. Thinking so in his heart, Xi Murong stared at Tang Xiu'er and Qin Ku'er and said, "Hey, since you don't eat it, give me the chicken wings to eat, chase you for a day, the old lady is very hungry." ”

When Qin Ku'er heard this, she hurriedly jumped up in fright, slammed the chicken wings into Tang Xiu'er's mouth, and said hurriedly: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, don't give it to this bad woman." ”

Tang Xiu'er couldn't help but lick the chicken fat on the side of her mouth, and secretly sighed in her heart that it was really fragrant. In my heart, I still felt ridiculous, thinking that Qin Ku'er, this little ghost, really couldn't guess, but at this time, he cared about chicken wings first. If you can't escape, you may lose your life in the worst case.

Thinking so, Tang Xiu'er secretly looked around the broken temple and found that the temple was broken, but there were really a lot of things, and the windows around were full of firewood, blocking the way. It seemed that he could only rush out from the door, but with Xi Murong's kung fu, Tang Xiu'er was not sure that he could win. The more I thought about it, the more unhappy I became, and I couldn't care about it, so I snatched the chicken from Qin Ku'er's hand, and stared at Xi Murong viciously and ate it.

Seeing this, Qin Ku'er covered her mouth and snickered.

Xi Murong's brows trembled, not that he was angry because the chicken wings were eaten by Tang Xiu'er. It's just that now Tang Xiu'er is eating chicken wings, tilting her neck, squinting her eyes, and the kind of pretentious appearance of deliberately eating it for her makes her very unhappy.

Xi Murong snorted angrily, and a little under his feet, like the wind, rushed straight into the temple. Tang Xiu'er was frightened and hurriedly stuffed the chicken into her mouth, and took out the dagger from her arms in a panic. In this case, he didn't forget Qin Ku'er, and his other hand hurriedly pulled Qin Ku'er behind him and blocked him.

But the direction that Xi Murong rushed towards was not Tang Xiu'er and the others, but the old beggar. At this time, Qin Ku'er hurriedly shouted: "Old man, be careful. Tang Xiu'er didn't expect the other party to go back and deal with the old beggar first, Tang Xiu'er still had chicken wings in her mouth. As the saying goes, the mouth of eating people is soft, and the hands of people are short.

Thinking that this old beggar was good to the two of them, and he couldn't care so much, he pounced on Xi Murong and wanted to stop the other party.

After all, Xi Murong came out first, and he had already drawn a sword in the air, which slashed directly at the old beggar, and the old beggar fell to the side with a whining sword. At this time, Tang Xiu'er arrived with a dagger, Xi Murong kicked up the half of the roast chicken that was still left on the fire, turned around, and cut Tang Xiu'er's dagger with a sword.

Tang Xiu'er was forced to take two steps back before she stopped. And Xi Murong flew to the ground, stared at Tang Xiu'er and smiled contemptuously, and said, "Don't worry, wait for me to eat this chicken, and then send you on the road." Rest assured, after I have eaten enough, I will not show mercy to ensure that you will die without pain. After saying that, his right hand caught the roast chicken stick that happened to fall after being kicked.

Tang Xiu'er heard Xi Murong say this, and knew in her heart that the other party was really murderous this time. After all, no one knew that Tang Xiu'er had seen Xi Murong, even if he really killed you, the Tang Sect might not be able to find out.

Qin Ku'er poked her head out from behind Tang Xiu'er and glanced at it, then suddenly clapped her hands and laughed. Tang Xiu'er was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

At this time, Xi Murong was even more annoyed, thinking that these two little ghosts were not afraid of death, what are they laughing at. The roast chicken in his hand was stuffed in front of his face, and he was stunned to find that there was no roast chicken in his hand, only a burning stick. Not to mention roast chicken on the stick, there is not even a chicken bone.

Xi Murong felt strange at this time, when he kicked the roast chicken just now, it was obvious that there was still roast chicken on the stick, and this landing was gone. It's just a moment, and the roast chicken is flying over his head, how can he not see it?

There was no stick on it, Xi Murong subconsciously looked at his feet to see if it would fall to the ground. As soon as this move came out, Tang Xiu'er and Qin Ku'er laughed even more rampantly, one holding his stomach and looking up, and the other holding his stomach and lowering his head, just like two people who had been laughed.

Xi Murong was angry in his heart, threw the stick, and shouted: "Kill you two little ghosts first, and see if you see the king of Hades smiling or not." As soon as he was about to move, he heard a voice behind him.

Xi Murong was startled, and hurriedly jumped in the direction of the door, staring at the boss with both eyes, staring at the firewood pile behind the fire. On the edge of the firewood, he saw the old beggar who had been killed by himself holding a roast chicken in his left hand and a gourd in his right hand.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, my roast chicken is so fragrant, first it attracted two little babies, and then it attracted a beautiful woman. Tut-tut, I remember that this chicken was a hen before I killed it, and it wasn't a rooster, how could the girls be so obsessed?"

Xi Murong naturally didn't listen to the rumors of this old beggar at all, she was only frightened in her heart now, she just used the sword to kill the move, and she didn't keep her hand at all, because an old beggar didn't care about her at all, and she just killed it. However, he had obviously killed the old beggar, why was the old beggar still alive.

Not to mention alive, what's the matter with the roast chicken in his hand? The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and Xi Murong had already carefully begun to look at the old beggar, wanting to find out what was going on.

Tang Xiu'er had already stopped laughing, and asked Qin Ku'er softly, "How do you know that this old beggar is not an ordinary person?

Qin Ku'er smiled and said, "When you told me that this old man was a cripple just now, I found out. ”

"How do you see that?"

"You don't like the old man for not approaching, but I can see clearly by the fire, this old man's green bamboo cane shines in the light of the fire, and it is obviously not ordinary. How can bamboo be so bright, I guess it may be carved from jasper. ”

Tang Xiu'er understood now, no wonder Qin Ku'er's conversation with the old beggar just now seemed to be acting, it turned out that he had already discovered that this old beggar was not an ordinary person.

It suddenly occurred to me that although this old beggar was not an ordinary person, they didn't know this old beggar either, what if the other party was a bad person and the roast chicken they ate was poisonous?

Of course, there should be no poison, and Tang Xiu'er can't do anything about eating all the chicken wings.

"How do you know he's a good ......" Just wanted to ask, Qin Ku'er replied directly.

"Why do you think everyone is so bad, I don't think this old man will harm us. Besides, I have already eaten the chicken thighs first, didn't I give you the chicken wings when I found that it was okay?"

Tang Xiu'er was stunned when she heard Qin Ku'er's words. She looked at Qin Ku'er's little face, and a warmth rose in her heart. It turned out that she was actually worried, but she tasted it for me first, and when she found that it was okay, she persuaded me to eat it. This......

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was obviously an adult at the age of twenty, but compared to Qin Ku'er, I looked like an ignorant child.

"Thank you......" Tang Xiu'er blushed and whispered.

Qin Ku'er listened, and an incomparably bright smile bloomed on her face. "It's fine. ”

With this smile, Tang Xiu'er was stunned for a moment, blocked behind Qin Ku'er, and looked at Xi Murong's side. Okay, now there's just one question left, who is this old beggar?