The warm breeze and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers are the early spring season of Luoshan City.

On the main road in the west of the city, a long bluestone street is paved straight, and a three-storey building rises majestically in the lively place, and the place where you can see is full of carved beams and painted buildings covered with color and gold, which is extremely luxurious and beautiful. In the middle of the building hangs an old wooden plaque, on which the golden book is three strong characters "drunken fairy building", the cover says that there are often immortals in and out here, and it is extremely beautiful to say that wine and meat are humanistic.

The morning sun rises and the mist fades away. There was a small beggar in the corner of the wall not far from the drunken fairy building, who looked at the short and skinny body, thinking that he was very sick and hungry, and curled up motionless on the stone floor as if he was dead. At this moment, there happened to be two small servants in the building who were sweeping, one of them holding a broom and the other holding a dustpan, swaying out of the hall door. Na Dustpan turned around and yawned lazily and said, "Uh, ho ho! When can I go out and pick up a gold ingot, I can take off the skin of this servant." ”

The guy holding the broom rolled his eyes: "I think you are secretly drinking cat urine and drinking too much, and you think about these inconsequential things all day long." Hey, there's a piece of gold over there!"

"Where, where?" Eight taels jumped up when they heard the sound, and they just happened to see the little beggar just now.

"Fuck, it's so unlucky, you are teasing people like this!" Yu Baliang scolded in annoyance and made a gesture to beat. The guy holding the broom flashed sideways, and said with a grin: "Don't worry, don't worry, didn't the blind man at the front door say, 'Dream of a coffin to be promoted to an official and make a fortune, and dream of a dead corpse with a lot of foreign wealth'! In short, the unlucky things of others are a good thing to put on us! Think about it, if you meet someone who is dead and wants to eat this morning, maybe you will be able to fulfill it and pick up a gold ingot later!"

Eight taels said: "That's a dream, what does it have to do with this! But whether it's a dream or not, we both have to take care of this little Wang Ba, otherwise if we let Steward Feng see it, we will definitely be fined our monthly money!"

"The turtle king bastard, the unplanted rabbit master! It's not good to die somewhere, but I want to run to the uncle. Eight taels, let's talk about it before, this time it's my turn to raise my legs!" the guy holding the broom was so depressed that he couldn't help but scold.

While speaking, the two of them leaned the guy in their hands against the wall, strode to the little beggar, and when they saw it clearly, Yu Baliang laughed and said: "Hey, this little Wang Ba is not dead, you see!" raised his foot and kicked five or six times, the little beggar couldn't stand the pain and woke up slowly, and a pair of cloudy eyes faintly poked out from under the unkempt dirty hair.

Yu Baliang's eyes were round and he shouted: "His grandmother's, where did you come from?

The little beggar's eyes were dim when he heard this, and he sat up with difficulty to stand up on the ground, but unfortunately his legs and feet trembled like fluttering, and he couldn't stand up, thinking that he was so hungry that he lost his strength for a long time.

The guy with the broom couldn't bear it, and whispered, "I'm going to find some leftover food from the kitchen!"

After a while, the little guy hurried back with a large bowl of things, and when he got closer, he saw that it was some half-turbid chestnut rice porridge. Eight taels took it and poured some of it, put it in the hands of the little beggar, and shouted: "Eat slowly, don't blame us for breaking your belly!" The little beggar burst into tears, holding the edge of the bowl with both hands, staring intently at the porridge inside and nodding again and again, a pair of round eyes were difficult to move away, and before he finished speaking, he erected the bowl and "goo" and "goo" a few breaths into the belly. This bowl of rice soup was really immediate, and I woke up after a while, and my whole body was a little hot.

Seeing that the little beggar's complexion was relaxed, the man holding the broom tilted his head and shouted: "If you have the strength, go quickly, if you let the men on the post see it, they will definitely beat you ......." ”

"Giggles, Yu Baliang and Xiao Sanzi, you two are really fairy-hearted!" At this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting behind me.

When the two of them heard this, they turned their heads and saw five sixteen or seventeen-year-old young men walking side by side on the street in front of them.

Yu Baliang and Xiao Sanzi saw each other and grabbed a few steps, nodded and smiled: "Second Master Bao, you are early!" asked the young man with oily hair and noodles.

The five of them walked closer, pointed to the little beggar on the ground and asked, "Where did this little thing come from?"

"If you return to the second master, the little one doesn't know. This is not when Fang just bumped into the little third son and sprinkled the sweep, and the bowl of porridge and water allowed him to have the strength to get out, who would have wanted to collide with the second master of Bao. Yu Baliang replied honestly.

Bao Erye laughed when he heard the "giggles": "This is just right, my brother helped you cook!" Yu Baliang said thank you, and he didn't sweep the ground, and he picked up the little third son and ran to the store. As soon as Fang entered the door, the little third son stroked his chest against the door frame and exclaimed: "I'm afraid this little beggar is miserable, I heard from the masters who ate that the Baisha Gang had a riot in front of a big mine in the mountains for a few days, and many people were killed and injured. Rumors say that these days the White Sand Gang is robbing those homeless people everywhere, and the ronin is full of labor, and in broad daylight I thought it was nonsense sensational, but I didn't expect to be bumped into by us today. ”

"As long as you talk a lot, I can stomp out of this little beggar with one kick, and I can use it with a ball in the mine! Don't chew your tongue everywhere, you will lose your life in a daze!" Yu Baliang glared and scolded.

Xiao Sanzi pouted: "I'm not stupid, isn't this just talking to you alone!"

While the two were talking, the few people had already surrounded the little beggar, and Bao Er Ye smiled and asked, "Where did the little brother come from?"

"Cover Zhoushan!" the little beggar said slowly.

Second Master Bao didn't seem to have heard of this place: "What kind of place is that, close to the barbarians?"

"No, no. The little beggar rolled his eyes.

"Son of a bitch, dare to talk to Bao Er Ye like this!" A red-faced man next to him scolded sharply, jumped up half a step and probed his hand is a slap, this slap is not strong but it is faster, and it will be difficult for ordinary people to dodge. Unfortunately, the little beggar had already been secretly guarding himself, and he turned his head and shoulders to dodge. The big man felt that his face was dull, "Hey!" Before his strength was exhausted, he came to take the little beggar's arm with his backhand, and this time he used seven or eighty percent of his strength. The little beggar didn't dare to take advantage of the ferocity, and the pottery bowl in his hand flew towards the red-faced man between the lightning and flint, and his short body arched out from under his crotch. It's a pity that in the end, the person is small and weak, and he just got sick and hungry, and Fang took off and was grabbed by another man by the neck and lifted up.

"Little rabbit, it's so treacherous!" The red-faced man before was angry, and he slapped his head, and the little beggar was snot and bloody. raised his hand and wanted to fight again, but Bao Er Ye hurriedly stopped: "Come on, you still have to sell it for money, don't break it!" The red-faced man stopped in response, and his eyes were not scary.

Bao Erye took a step forward, pointed at the little beggar's forehead, and said with a grin: "Why did you bother to talk well in the first place? ”

When the little beggar heard this, his eyes widened with anger and resentment, and his silver teeth clenched and he chose people to devour like a beast. Seeing that he didn't care about this matter, Bao Erye opened his hand and rubbed the little beggar's cheeks twice, and said, "Tsk, look at this little face!"

The man who caught the little beggar saw that he was young and thin and dirty, so he only pinched his nose and tied his hands, stretched out his long arms and pushed him away.