The Great Yan Kingdom has been in turmoil for many years, and the people are not able to make a living, coupled with the heavy rain in Youzhou for seven days and seven nights in the summer of the previous year, causing the Nu River to burst and the people of the three continents downstream to be homeless, and the thieves and thieves have increased for a while. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoToday, although natural disasters are not there, man-made disasters are still there. Bingzhou can only be counted as the bottom three in the population ranking of the 17 continents of Dayan Kingdom, but the land is wide and people are happy, and there are naturally more birds and beasts in the mountains, and the folk customs are also mostly fierce, and there is a fight and brawl in the bluestone city of Bingzhou at this moment.

"If you dare to steal something, call Hanako, Maverick, Ergou, give me a hard beating"

At this moment, five or six seven or eight-year-old teenagers were beating a thin boy who had fallen to the ground, and I saw that the young man on the ground in tattered clothes was protecting his vital parts with both hands, and he was hitting him with fists and kicks like drops, and he didn't even say a word.

The chubby young man in brocade clothes who was beaten hard outside the court was the youngest son of Jia Yuanwai, a well-known wealthy businessman in the city.

Named Jia Yuan, at this moment he was standing on the sidelines waving his fists, happily commanding his group of subordinates, looking at his excited little face was flushed, as if he had become a big hero at this moment.

At this time, the young man named Ergou trotted over, with a rickety waist, and his pair of mouse eyes, Jia Yuan, who was right, said with a low smile, "Young Master Jia, I can just see it, the brothers are also tired, this cheap bone is really durable, and now they don't even say a word."

Jia Yuan saw that the teenagers were really as Ergou said, he waved his hand and said, "Stop."

When several teenagers heard this, they all retreated as if they had been pardoned, and they all knew that although the other party was just a little beggar, if they were really beaten to death, Jia Yuan would definitely be fine by then.

But it's hard to say about them, they are just the children of some helpers' families in the city, and they usually show off their martial arts with Young Master Jia, plus eat and drink a little.

This is Jia Yuan striding forward, looking down at the little beggar who was curled up on the ground and trembling slightly, kicked two more feet fiercely, spat and scolded, "Don't let Young Master Ben see you next time, otherwise I will see you and beat you once" After speaking, he was surrounded by a group of teenagers around him.

The crowd of onlookers around them also slowly dispersed in the fingers, and when the crowd dispersed, the young man who fell to the ground woke up in a daze.

I saw that he stretched out a thin little hand that could still move, groped in his arms for a while, and after a few breaths, he slowly took out a deformed baked cake, which was all he had gained today.

This deformed baked cake was not stolen by him as Jia Yuan said, but given to him by a kind little girl he met in Bluestone Street.

He was afraid that he would be seen by a few beggars who were older than him on the same street, so he panicked and bumped into Jia Yuanjia, the eldest young master who happened to be passing by.

Perhaps it was fate to have this catastrophe, he staggered to his feet, looked up at the sky, and saw that the sun was about to set, and he had to hurry out of the city, and he could no longer walk around the streets at night in the bluestone city.

As soon as the young beggar raised his foot and took a step, he saw the corner of his mouth twitch, and he suddenly gasped, and the sweat on his forehead kept flowing down for a while.

At this time, the young man picked up the tattered clothes on his body and saw that his dirty skin was blue and purple, but he still endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and walked slowly towards the city gate with the wall supported by his movable left hand.

Before the sun was about to set, he finally drove out of the county seat, out of the tall bluestone city gate, the young man turned to a path on the right, about three quarters of an hour, there was a dilapidated old temple in front of him.

The two windows in the temple were already in tatters, and there was only a broken wooden board at the gate.

The young man tightened the thin clothes on his body, and his body trembled with endure.

Now that the nights are getting unusually cold, it seems that winter is coming again.

The boy wondered if he could survive this cold winter, and several of his companions had been frozen and starved to death by the cold and hunger, and the miserable appearance made him tremble in his heart whenever he remembered it.

There was a series of rapid coughing sounds from the temple.

"I'm back" The young man's voice sounded very light, he walked through the door, the moon in the sky had risen, the moonlight through the roof and the broken rubble shone into the house, the young man casually closed the door, walked to the pile of weeds in the corner of the left wall, borrowed by the moonlight can vaguely see a figure curled up above. Another series of violent coughing sounds came, and the figure bowed into a shrimp.

The young man looked anxious and ran forward, and said, "Uncle Li, are you all right?" and climbed down, helped the old man to sit up, and picked up a porcelain bowl at his feet, and there was still half a bowl of water in the bowl that was not too clean.

After feeding the water to the old man to drink, the old man recovered from a burst of coughing, and Li Bo opened his cloudy eyes, "You're back!" The old man answered, "It's Xiao Chi, are you back to pick us up?"

The tears in the young man's eyes, "Uncle Li, it's me, it's Xiao Ash, Xiao Chi died last year" The young man shook a group of old people, and the old man completely sobered up.

"It's Xiao Gray! I just saw Xiao Chi and they came to pick me up, it seems that I can't survive this slow winter, even if you are the strongest among you, you have to live well, go and see the world we haven't seen, go and taste the blessings we haven't enjoyed" The old man said such a long list of words, and coughed violently, the young man knelt beside him at this time, he had experienced this episode, and it was also the memory he didn't want to recall.

In the end, Li Bo did not survive the night, and went in the middle of the night, when the boy dug a shallow pit on the hillside behind the old temple, and simply piled a low grave with straw, and there were seven smaller mounds beside the low grave.

The young man stood in front of the grave and was silent for a long time, and after a while, as if remembering something, he reached out and took out today's baked cakes, and took a big bite.

The boy has been an orphan since he can remember, and he has heard Li Bo mention his origin a few times, it was a night seven years ago, there was a baby's cry on the ridge near the old temple, Li Bo kindly adopted him, at that time Li Bo was still the temple of this old temple, and listened to Li Bo say that the baby only had a piece of clothing and cotton cloth wrapped around him.

That year coincided with Prince Kang's rebellion and rebellion, and the Great Yan Kingdom was constantly in war every year, not to mention that the common people abandoned their wives and children, even if they were rich and noble, they could not protect day and night.

In the following years, Li Bo adopted five or six homeless children one after another, but the incense in the old temple became less and less, and finally Li Bo had to take a group of children to beg for a living in the surrounding towns.

But years of man-made disasters and natural disasters, people's lives are becoming more and more difficult, there is still surplus food to give to them, in the following years, those people have died for various reasons, until now he is the only one left, still in the world.

The boy returned to the temple from the back slope exhausted, and the only thing he wanted now was to get a good night's sleep.

He had no plans for the future at all, the young man lowered his head and walked, and accidentally saw a fire flickering in the old temple at this time.

The young man was shocked in his heart, it was the second half of the night, and the sky was almost dawn, and he couldn't imagine that anyone would come to this ruined temple at this point in time.

Could it be that he is a member of the Money Gang, the only person the boy can know is the Money Gang in this city, he has not been beaten by the Money Gang before, because he can't pay the protection money, one of his companions was beaten to death by the Money Gang, could it be that they came to collect the protection money again.

The young man's eyes were cold, and he fought with them, Li Bo used to have a few hands of kung fu when he was a temple celebrity, although the young man practiced for a few years and gave up because he couldn't eat, but he still remembered the moves of a few hands of kung fu clearly, even if he couldn't beat them, but he could find someone to poison him in a defenseless way.

It's good to avenge the hatred of his companion back then, and the young man thought of this, so he rushed in without hesitation.

But when he saw the people in the temple, he was dumbfounded.

The temple was completely different from what he expected, and there was no one from the Money Gang.

Only one old man sat behind the campfire, looking at him face to face.

The young man never thought that because of this, he would bid farewell to the mortal world and embark on a path of immortality that sought immortals.