The night sky was pitch black, and only a flash of lightning pierced the darkness from time to time, freeing the earth that had been swallowed by darkness for a moment.

The thunder rolled, as if the gods were angry and roaring.

The birds and beasts trembled, burying their heads deep in the ground, not knowing if they were praying for the rest of God's wrath.

Tick – tick – tick

It's raining......

Withered vines, old trees, barren mountains, ruined temples...... And one more person.

What a strange scene, what a strange person!

A lost young man, waddled in the rain in the barren mountains, splashed with muddy water, a beggar alive, even though he was dressed in muddy and tattered silk satin.

As if seeing a dilapidated mountain temple in front of him, the young man finally quickened his pace purposefully, and rushed to the temple with a crawl.

He was too cold, although it was spring, but the mountains were cold, and his clothes had long been mixed with mud and water, and the cool breeze took away a lot of his body temperature. He needed a place to shelter from the rain right now.

Squeak –

Pushing open the temple door, the shrill grinding sound of rotten wood makes people wonder if the temple door will disperse in the next moment. The stone statue and the thick ash on the offering table, as well as the cobwebs that can be seen everywhere, silently indicate that this ruined temple has been abandoned for many days.

The boy moved to the corner of the temple and could feel that it was the driest place. Dragging his trembling and weak body, he was about to collapse limply, but he clearly saw a pair of extremely faint bright spots in front of him.

The cold hair exploded, the boy's eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and his body stiffened. His mouth was half open, but he couldn't make a sound.

A flash of lightning flashed, and a flash of light passed through the temple full of gaps, allowing the boy to clearly see the pair of bright spots.

It was a pair of eyes! The bright eyes stared straight at the young man, a little beggar curled up in a ball.

"Ahh

The boy finally let out a strange cry of horror, and it took him a few moments to realize that this was just a little beggar. Shame suppressed the horror, and a roar of rage rang out.

"Ahh

The boy flew up and kicked the little beggar, who fell backwards and fell to the ground. The boy was furious and continued to raise his leg and kick, and the little beggar rolled to the other side.

After the lightning, everything went into darkness.

The young man was hungry for a long time, his eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't see the little beggar clearly, but just kicked and kicked the little beggar as he saw it before. The little beggar dodged and let him kick him into the air, and fell gorgeously on all fours.

On the other side came the muffled sobs of the little beggar. With a bolt of lightning, the boy saw the little beggar.

Holding his head in a ball, his frightened eyes staring at the boy, tears rushing through two furrows on his mud-stained face. Seeing the young man look at it, he shrank his limbs back in a panic.

The boy lay on the ground*, but he couldn't get up, so he gave up after two struggles. He was stripped of his immortal roots, and his immortal power was gone, and he had become a mortal. After several days of wind and rain, his body was already weak. In addition, I had just been frightened, and now I have slackened and become even weaker.

is just a lowly mortal, why should he be angry with him, and he has lost his identity in vain. The boy comforted himself.

A gust of wind blew into the dilapidated little temple, and the boy shivered. He hugged his whole body tightly and hoped to warm up, but unfortunately, where was there still a trace of warmth in his wet body?

He could feel a lot of wood around him, and he could light a fire to keep warm. He struggled to get up and stacked a pile of wood, and subconsciously made a trick...... Nothing happened.

The boy gestured stiffly, his eyes glazed over his hands. It took a while to laugh miserably, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Look at my memory, once the immortal root is gone, it is no different from a mortal, how can I use immortal magic again. The young man laughed at himself miserably and looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Father, mother, why are you? Even if I am wrong, how can you be so ruthless in sucking away my immortal root, reducing me to a mortal, and exiled to the mortal world!"

The young man wept bitterly and was inexplicably sad and angry. "It's better to kill me than to abolish me, is this what you want to be the walking dead now?"

The little beggar was frightened, and the person in front of him was afraid that it was not a hysteria. I had seen this man babbling before, clasping his fingers at a pile of wood, and began to talk to himself again, crying and laughing. Now he starts a fire in the air, and his eyes look like he wants to eat people.

Lean back and stay away from the madman.

The young man's eyes were black, his head was dizzy, and his feet fell to the ground. If I continue like this, I'm afraid I'm going to die here.

He wanted to keep warm and keep warm, but he couldn't do anything but spells, and without fire he would freeze to death.

"You...... You've got to put ...... Take off your wet clothes. A timid whisper came from the darkness, the voice of a little beggar.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "Presumptuous, you dare to be rude to me, say such vulgar words, and be careful about your life." ”

The little beggar waved his hand again and again, and explained nervously: "I didn't mean that, my mother said that if your clothes are soaked, you have to take them off, otherwise you will freeze to death faster." ”

The boy didn't want to pay attention to him, but after listening to his words, he understood the truth. He was a wise man, but he didn't have any of these mundane experiences.

The boy hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and took off his wet clothes. Exposing his naked body in front of a stranger made him quite embarrassed, how could he have encountered such a humiliating thing before.

"Anyway, it's so dark, no one can see me. The boy was relieved.

A bolt of lightning struck ......

The little beggar covered his eyes with his hands, but what did it mean that such a large gap was revealed between his fingers?

The boy covered his face with his hands.

......

It's so embarrassing, the young man endured it for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "You listen to the little thing, you forgot about this matter for me today, if it is spread outside, I will make you regret coming to the world!"

The little beggar covered his mouth and nodded.

The boy kept trembling: "That...... Will you make a fire?"

"Yes, but ......"

"But what...... Speak quickly. ”

"If you don't have a fire primer, you can't start a fire. ”

"Mortals are trouble!" the young man was furious, how could he be so particular about making a fire.

"I don't care, you give me a way, I'm going to be angry right away. ”

The little beggar nodded pitifully, scratched his head and thought for a while, then groped around and found a piece of iron. Scrape the planks on the ground with a piece of iron. Most of the planks are rotten, and it is easy to scrape the sawdust on the ground.

The little beggar used a piece of iron to cut the stone top of the pile of sawdust, and gradually sparks continued to fall into the sawdust. The boy stared nervously at the pile of sawdust.

Finally, a wisp of green smoke floated up, and the little beggar hurriedly protected the sawdust with his hand and blew it carefully. Suddenly, a red flame burst forth, and the boy almost burst into tears.

After a long time, the boy felt relieved, put on the clothes that had just been baked, and for the first time felt that the methods of mortals were also somewhat useful. People have helped me a lot, so naturally I can't be as indifferent as before.

"What's your name and how old are you?"

"My name is Beggar and I'm ten years old. ”

The boy frowned, "What's this name, it's so vulgar." ”

"My mother said that she was a beggar, and her children were also beggars, so they were called beggars. The beggar blinked and asked, "Then what's your name?"

The young man was furious: "You are called a fool, your whole family is called a fool!"

Seeing that the beggar was about to cry when he pursed his lips, the young man was very displeased:

"Dignified man, if you have tears, you don't flick, why do you cry at every turn. "I forgot that I had just cried like a tearful man.

The beggar lowered his head and muttered something in his mouth. The young man didn't hear it, sighed, and said with a complicated expression: "Remember, my name is ......"

Squeak - the temple door was pushed open, interrupting the boy's words.

Three soldiers came in, wearing black armor, with a saber at their waists, carrying a package, exuding a vicious aura all over their bodies, and at first glance they were the masters who had a lot of blood in their hands.

The first one glanced at the ruined temple and then the two beggars by the fire. It feels a little strange, but I can't tell where it's weird. He ignored the two beggars and beckoned the two soldiers behind him to clear out a place.

The boy frowned, but didn't say much. I am a mortal now, and self-preservation is a problem, but I don't want to cause trouble. The beggar was a little frightened, and moved his body to the young man's side. was pushed away in disgust by the boy.

The efficiency of the two soldiers was so high that it didn't take long to clear a place. I grabbed some firewood to make a fire, but it was too humid to light the fire.

It's all wet and uncomfortable. A soldier saw the fire next to him and reached over and pulled out the most burning wood from the fire. The entire fire was scattered, leaving only a few scattered flames.

The little beggar was in a hurry, and hurriedly put all the remaining flames together, and blew, but the fire was still extinguished. Although the boy was annoyed, his clothes were dry, and he didn't bother to pay attention.

Soon, a fire was also made over there, roasting clothes, and taking out the dry food from the baggage and roasting it on the fire. After a while, the smell of wheat wafted from the scones. The beggar sniffed vigorously, staring at the dough and swallowing his saliva.

The veteran soldier at the head glanced at the beggar and ordered another soldier: "Linzi, give them two loaves." ”

Lin Zi was reluctant, chewing the cake in his mouth and complaining vaguely: "Old Shichang, the two are called Huazi, why do you give them so much, we don't have enough to eat ourselves." ”

Lao Shichang's violent temper slashed Lin Zi's head with a slap, and he scolded: "You are fattened with guts, you dare to pick and choose from Lao Tzu's orders, what is a military order, this is to cut off your head in wartime." ”

The soldier who had made the fire before saw that Lin Zi was deflated, so he took two breads and threw them to the beggar to relieve Lin Zi from the siege.

Zhu Zi smiled and said, "Don't be angry, Lin Zi is a foodie and deserves to be scolded." ”

The boy didn't even look at it, and he didn't move. But the beggar scurried flexibly, caught two cakes, and handed one to the young man.

"Eat one, this cake is fragrant!"

The boy ignored him, but the beggar kept holding the bread and looked at him with big innocent eyes. After being watched for a long time, the young man felt quite uncomfortable, and impatiently brushed the beggar's hand away.

"You have to eat it yourself, so I don't eat this kind of thing. ”

When the beggar saw that the boy really didn't want to eat it, he grabbed the cake and swallowed it. It looks like I've never eaten anything in my life, and I can't wait to swallow a cake in one bite, only to blame myself for not having a big mouth.