Jun Moxian consciously packed up all his things after eating, and he was still here to eat other people's and squeezed this small space with others, and he still felt very sorry in his heart. Although this homeless man also seems to be a scoundrel and doesn't care about anything, this should not be an excuse for him to cheat and cheat, and people should still do their duty.

Jun Moxian, who had packed up his things, sat on the other side of the bridge, and the two of them sat with their backs to each other. The homeless man looked outside in a daze, and Jun Moxian sighed secretly as he looked at the vast snow. It was covered with such deep snow outside, and there must be very few pedestrians on the street, and it was not easy to pick up the rags without pedestrians, and his brows furrowed when he thought about it.

Just as Jun Mo was worried, the homeless man sat next to him and said, "Little beggar, where are your parents?" Jun Mo shook his head. The homeless man was stunned and continued to speak: "Then do you have any relatives here?" Jun Moxian continued to shake his head. The homeless man smiled: "Yes, if you have relatives, you will not be reduced to the point of living on the street without food." Jun Moxian listened to the words of the homeless man and did not make a sound.

The two of them sat in silence for a long time, and the lonely homeless man continued: "You have eaten so many of my things, and you have drunk all the wine in my stock, you should make up for something, right?" Jun Mo listened to the homeless man's words and said shamefully: "I have nothing on me now, and when the weather clears, I will go to pick up the rags in exchange for money to buy you wine." The homeless man glared at Jun Mo when he heard this: "When the weather clears, I won't starve to death." Jun Mowu couldn't find a rebuttal, so he simply shut up.

What the homeless man is most afraid of is the appearance of the little beggar, which makes the roots of his hated teeth itch but there is nothing he can do. Helpless, he could only say angrily: "Useless things, follow me." Jun Mo couldn't help but wonder, what can he do with such a thick snow on the ground? The homeless man didn't bother to answer his words and said angrily: "Don't make a living, go and rob people." ”

Jun Moxian couldn't help but feel relieved when he looked weak, and followed behind him with peace of mind. The homeless man took Jun Moxian and wandered around the river. Jun Moxian didn't know what he wanted to do, so he watched with wide eyes. The homeless man walked to the lake, because the weather was too cold, the river had already frozen, the homeless man pulled up his sleeves and smashed a big hole in the ice with a single punch, Jun Moxian instantly looked straight in the eyes. The homeless man didn't bother to pay attention to Jun Moyou's shocked expression, and put his hand into the lake, not knowing what he was touching, just when Jun Mowu was about to lose patience, the old beggar suddenly laughed and said: "There is" grabbed a big fish from the water like a trick, and Jun Moxian couldn't help but marvel when he saw this scene, this is the "martial arts cheats" he has been longing for, and the homeless man instantly became a great man in his eyes. The homeless man looked at Jun Mo's worried eyes and said, "I have never seen the world, and my hair is long and my knowledge is short." ”

Throw the fish at Jun Moxian at will, and walk back with his hands behind his back. He looked like he didn't eat the fireworks of the world, although his heart had long been happy, and he felt relieved for the first time in the little beggar's place, and this kind of quiet appearance on the surface and the dark taste in his heart made him happy in his heart. Jun Mo didn't care about this fish wetting his clothes, in Jun Mo's eyes, the old beggar was the kind of martial arts master full of mystery. Since he is a martial arts master, it is normal for him to have a little weird temper, and at this moment, the embarrassment of the homeless man has become a kind of uninhibited true temperament in Jun Moxian's eyes.

At this moment, Jun Mo worries about the child's heart is undoubtedly revealed. Follow the homeless man and twitter, asking questions. The homeless man kept a stiff face and hummed casually. Jun Moxian not only did not feel neglected, but felt that this was what a master should be. Jun Moxian became like a curious baby, "Can you do light work? Can you fly? Do you have three heads and six arms?" The more he said, the more outrageous it became, the homeless man was impatient with his quarrel and yelled directly: "I am a mortal immortal in the sky, amazing, right?" Jun Moxian instantly lost his voice, the homeless man turned back suspiciously, Jun Mowu was stunned for a long time, and suddenly asked with red eyes: "Then can you take me to heaven?" I want to see my parents, grandmother, by the way, and Granny Yang. After listening to Jun Moxian's words, the homeless man almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this little madman, and walked towards the bridge by himself. Jun Moxian was stunned for a long time and suddenly said happily: "I knew that he was an immortal." ”

This is not to blame Jun Moworry, the people around him have always been either old or weak, or a group of mercenary people who are trying to fly and dogs, and suddenly there is a master of the world with unique skills, Jun Moxian will naturally think crookedly. Maybe Mo Chou is not there, Jun Mo Chou doesn't have to use his brain all the time, or maybe he thinks that the homeless man is a person who can be trusted and relied on, so he let go of the burden in his heart and became an eight-year-old child with a normal mind. A strange sight appeared on the lake, a sloppy middle-aged man walked in front with an impatient face, followed by a child with a big fish in his arms and an excited face, passers-by couldn't help but wipe their eyes to make sure they were wrong.

Back in the bridge cave, Jun Mo was worried about killing fish and removing scales with his hands and feet, and the homeless man was stunned on the side, he thought that this little beggar would only eat and drink, but he didn't expect to be quite quick to do things, so it would be a good thing to be a free waiter with him for the time being. The more I think about it, the more happy I feel, I almost can't hold my face, if it weren't for this little bastard staring at himself like a rare species, he must have a few drinks for his great idea, no way, in order to bluff him, of course he has to make a superior appearance. The homeless man suddenly felt that his life was very sad, and he had to act with a child of a few years old after living a lot of age, and when he thought of this, he became depressed again, what a strange person.

Jun Moxian didn't know what the homeless man was thinking, but he was happily stewing fish soup. The little beggar's cooking skills were very good, but he was not happy with this meal. He was like a giant panda by the little beggar observer, and he couldn't help but look up and want to yell at him, how did he know that this little bastard either hurriedly got down to eat or raised his head and smiled at himself, stunned to grind himself to no temper, so he had to vent all his anger on the fish, and the fish bones were bitten by him. Jun Mo didn't know why, thinking that the homeless man was impressed by his cooking skills, and he was overjoyed, and he inadvertently laughed again. Jun Mo's smiling homeless man was covered in hair, and he was really afraid that he would fall asleep and be dissected by this little beggar as an alien. Helpless, he could only roll his eyes, picked up the wine gourd and wanted to drink a few sips to dispel his sorrows, and suddenly remembered that the wine in the gourd had been drunk by this little bastard, sighed helplessly, and gently put the gourd down, Jun Moxian saw this scene and did not speak, and drank the soup quietly.

This night, Jun Moxian still murmured in his dreams, he dreamed of Mochou, his parents, his grandmother, and Granny Yang. Inadvertently shouted out in his mouth, the homeless man sighed softly and wiped away the tears from the corners of Jun Mowei's eyes, and involuntarily leaned towards him, hoping to give him some warmth to dispel the cold night. Jun Moxian leaned next to the homeless man and smiled steadily, his face was full of sweetness, maybe he had eaten candy in his dream.

The fire inside the fire burned quietly, illuminating the entire bridge, and the wind and snow outside the bridge stopped, and it was a good day full of sunshine tomorrow.