A ray of sunlight pierces through the layers of clouds, showing off the sky in an instant. Feng Zidu and Cheng Guyao walked out of the small temple of the mountain god, but they felt like a world away. Walk along the mountain road in front, turn two hills, and an official road appears in front of you, and then walk twelve or thirteen miles, and the population gradually flourishes.

Fengzi saw a town at the foot of a mountain peak in the distance, and the houses in the town were lined up one after another, and people came and went, and it was very noisy and prosperous. So he went to touch the few pieces of broken silver that he took from the Tiger Village in Lilai Mountain, the broken silver was still there, and he couldn't help but be happy, and said to Cheng Guyao: "Sister Yao, after walking for a while, I am very hungry and thirsty, why don't we go to that town and take the opportunity to eat something to fill our stomachs." Let's see if any of the beggars are there, and return the letter and the card to them. Thinking of the generosity of the two elders of the Beggar Gang, since he had accidentally learned about the letter concerning the future of the Beggar Gang's survival, how could he not come to deliver it on his behalf?

Cheng Gu Yao smiled and thought, "This brother is a hot man after all. Alas, since this letter is so important, if it were to be the slightest mistake, I am afraid that the two of us would be in a tether from now on, and even if we were to be able to withdraw calmly. "Gain knows that there are many disciples of the Beggar Gang, and there are all over the eighteen provinces, and there are many first-class masters among them, and the forces of the rivers and lakes are really not to be underestimated. Cheng Guyao yawned lazily, looked at Fengzidu and said, "Everything is subject to what Brother Zidu says." In short, wherever you go, I will follow you. ”

Hearing this, Fengzi couldn't help but be overjoyed, grinned, and reached out to grab Cheng Guyao's little hand and walked quickly. On the road, people saw a lewd man with a scruffy beard, who was actually holding his hand and pulling a pretty girl with a beautiful face, but the girl was obedient to the man.

Feng Zidu and Cheng Guyao came to that town from time to time. Looking around, I saw several streets crisscrossing and bustling, and it was really prosperous. Cheng Guyao saw that Feng Zidu's clothes were indeed nondescript, not a monk or a Taoist, and the old traces of blood were still recognizable everywhere, and they were already dilapidated, which was really eye-catching. Feeling compassionate, he grabbed him in a clothing store to replace him with a set of blue and white clothes, and after washing, the two people came to a restaurant on the street.

As soon as the two of them sat down, they suddenly heard the noise on the street, and Fengzi stretched out his head to look, only to see a line of seventeen or eighteen beggars singing at the end of the street and hurrying to this restaurant. The seventeen or eighteen beggars came to the restaurant, someone shouted, and all the beggars slammed the bamboo poles in their hands on the ground, and suddenly there was a loud crackling noise in front of the restaurant. Seeing this, who dared to approach the street again? Seeing that the situation was not good, everyone in the liquor store hurriedly checked out and fled.

Cheng Guyao asked strangely: "Brother Zidu, what are those called Huazi for?" Feng Zidu also looked ignorant, shook his head and said, "I don't know." Seeing this, Cheng Guyao said angrily: "Those people who call Huazi are so nonsense, do people still dare to open the door to do business? Fengzi hurriedly grabbed Cheng Guyao, signaled to be calm, and said, "Sister Yao, let's take a look." Cheng Guyao snorted, but he also sat down with hatred.