Chapter 15, Grandpa Beggar
The next day, when Zhao Kui and his disciples were practicing, Jiang Shanghua came to visit.
The first thing Jiang Shanghua said was: "Who asked you to host the competition arena?"
Zhao Kui was stunned and said: "Someone indeed asked me to host the group competition." It was the person who was so mysterious that he didn't want him to see him.
"Do you think Liu San won the championship with his real kung fu?" Jiang Shanghua asked again.
Zhao Kui grabbed the Wuhun Knife at his waist and said, "Does he have an immortal weapon, that bracelet, the bracelet he wears on his hand?"
Jiang Shanghua nodded and said, "You said he won with the magic power of the fairy weapon?"
Zhao Kui didn't know the answer either, so he didn't speak.
Jiang Shanghua nodded again and said: "His bracelet is indeed a fairy weapon. I only saw him wearing it on his hand recently."
Zhao Kui said: "Today, there are four immortal weapons in Nan'ao Island, your whisk, my martial soul knife, Grandpa Beggar's dog-beating stick, and Liu San's bracelet."
Jiang Shanghua said: "What does this mean? It means there must be gods. There must be gods in South Australia, but none of us have seen them."
He only heard rumors in the small town that there were immortals on Nan'ao Island, and they were very vivid, and they were located at the Immortal Gate in the west of Nan'ao Island. But he had never seen any immortals.
Zhao Kui said: "There is another piece of evidence that shows that there is a powerful force behind Nan'ao Island controlling it."
"What evidence?" Jiang Shanghua said.
Zhao Kui said: "You, me, Liu San's life experience."
All three of them have no memory of their parents, which means that they are actually orphans. However, Zhao Kui and Jiang Shanghua had property since they were born, while Liu San was a pauper.
This is what the three of them have in common.
Jiang Shanghua suddenly realized, nodded repeatedly, and said: "In other words, someone is deliberately arranging the lives of the three of us."
Zhao Kui nodded solemnly.
The two of them looked at each other, and the same question came to their minds: If it is not a coincidence, who is secretly controlling their lives?
"Is it Grandpa Beggar?" Jiang Shanghua finally said the name.
Zhao Kui was stunned for a moment, recalling that night, that extremely skilled man who was almost like a god. He pulled out the martial soul sword from behind and ordered him to organize a competition.
He really couldn't remember whether that person was Grandpa Beggar. At least his voice didn't sound like Grandpa Beggar.
But the voice can be disguised. Especially the master of cultivation can control his breath and change his voice at will.
Zhao Kui asked hesitantly: "Are you sure it's Grandpa Beggar?"
Jiang Shanghua said: "We can go to Beizhuang to confront him."
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Beizhuang, a village on the north side of Nan'ao Island.
Mazu Temple is the largest public place in Beizhuang and is also a gathering place for beggars. However, there are very few beggars on Nan'ao Island because the people on Nan'ao Island have enough food and clothing to avoid becoming beggars.
So there is only one beggar in the entire Nan'ao Island, Grandpa Beggar.
Grandpa Beggar regards Mazu Temple as his home. He is the leader of the Beggar Gang, but he does not have a single member. Of course, Grandpa Beggar is also responsible for taking care of the incense and cleaning the Mazu Temple.
Grandpa Beggar is an old man who loves hygiene, as evidenced by his cleanly washed clothes. He just likes to call himself a beggar, but in fact he is the caretaker of Mazu Temple.
It is said that Grandpa Beggar has been taking care of this Mazu temple for decades. He has watched many people in Nan'ao Island grow up.
Grandpa Beggar was basking in the sun in front of the temple. Beizhuang was taking a lunch break. There were few people walking around in the village. The front of Mazu Temple was empty.
Grandpa Beggar rubbed his eyes and wandered into the big courtyard. He stood under the eaves of the big temple.
Suddenly, a strong wind hit his back!
Grandpa Beggar was startled. When he turned around, he had already picked up the dog beating stick and beat back the strong wind!
But when he turned around, he just put his neck in front of a sharp blade.
A pitch-black broadsword, with its sharp blade just touching Grandpa Beggar's neck.
He looked up and saw the man holding the knife, and couldn't help but laugh, like a little kid.
Because the person standing in front of him was Zhao Kui, with the Wuhun knife in his hand also put into its sheath.
Another graceful figure jumped into the yard and walked towards him.
This is Jiang Shanghua.
If they were fighting alone, Grandpa Beggar would not lose to them. But when they joined forces to attack Grandpa Beggar, they hit him with one blow.
Zhao Kui and Jiang Shanghua looked at each other, full of disappointment.
With Grandpa Beggar's skills, it is obviously impossible to manipulate the ring competition and secretly help Liu San defeat Jiang Shanghua and Zhao Kui.
Zhao Kui cupped his hands and said, "Grandpa Beggar is offended. I'm just telling you a joke."
Grandpa Beggar wiped his cold sweat and said, "What the hell?"
Jiang Shanghua smiled and said: "We suspect that someone was causing trouble in the martial arts arena, which allowed Liu San to win. So let's test it out."
"Since you can't deal with our joint attack, Kung Fu is on par with us, so naturally you can't be the mastermind behind it." Zhao Kui also said.
Grandpa Beggar sneered: "Don't be joking. Grandpa Beggar is seventy this year, so don't joke with me."
Jiang Shanghua said: "But why did you persuade me to give up the competition before the competition?"
Grandpa Beggar was stunned and said: "Because I know Liu San's strength, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you to lose to him? So I advise you not to embarrass yourself."
Faced with such a perfect answer, Jiang Shanghua was speechless, and Zhao Kui couldn't fault it.
They had no choice but to leave Mazu Temple in frustration.
Grandpa Beggar watched them go away with a sly smile on his face.
Chapter completed!