"I'm not a senior. I'm afraid you may have admitted the wrong person. I'm just an old beggar..."
The old beggar was lying on the ground, leaning against a wall, with his legs crossed, looking casual, staring at Chen Cuo, smiling.
"Please give me some advice, senior!" Chen Cuo ignored him and just raised his hands and said to himself, "You are so clear-cut in what you say. You smile twice a day and make appointments three times a day. Not to mention, you call yourself "Jun Hou" as soon as you meet. If you are a simple person, That’s a bad beggar!
Besides, even if you guess wrong, it's just a loss of face. If it's right, it's a serious opportunity.
The old beggar smiled, knocked on the broken bowl in front of him, and said: "The old beggar is sleeping on the street, waiting for others to give alms. Lord, why are you here in the middle of the night? You are also here to give alms?"
Chen Cuo replied: "Senior, I was joking. It was you who made an appointment with me here and now."
"Hahaha!" The beggar suddenly laughed, then pointed at Chen Cuo and said: "I am from a noble family, how come you, a big shot like you, are talking nonsense? Could it be that you are bullying me, an old beggar? You hit me on purpose. Ji Feng, you just don’t want to give me a meal!”
Chen Cuo was stunned for a moment, and then his heart moved. He looked at the old beggar smiling and patting his withered belly. Maybe the Tongming Pill took effect, and he suddenly felt blessed.
So, he cupped his hands and said, "It's a cold night and there's a shortage of food. Since I'm hungry, I might as well go into the house and ask someone to prepare wine and meat for the reception."
When the old beggar heard this, he said happily: "It's true that a rich and noble family can be so generous. A beggar like me can also enter the hall. Please lead the way!"
Chen Cuo nodded when he heard this, led the old beggar into the house, then called Chen Hai and asked him to get up quickly.
Not long after, the main hall of the Hou Mansion was brightly lit.
The large round table was filled with a dazzling array of delicacies, and many dishes were brought out one after another and placed in front of the old beggar.
The old beggar opened his arms, revealing his strong muscles. He grabbed the chicken legs and ate the big meat. He wiped his paws on his body from time to time. There was a lot of oil and mud on his beard, everywhere on his body and on his tattered clothes.
At the door, Chen Hai, who was directing the maid to serve the food, glanced at the old beggar with disgust, then glanced at Chen Cuo who was accompanying him, feeling full of confusion.
He really didn't understand why, in the middle of the night, the Lord suddenly led such a beggar who was not worthy of being on the stage, and called the entire people in the Hou's mansion, and the entire mansion was busy for a long time, just to entertain the beggar.
"Could it be to test our loyalty? I remember that during the day, the Lord also asked people to beg for help. There must be no reason. Alas, I am really sleepy in the middle of the night. If the Lord had been messing around in the past, he would not When it comes to reporting to the old lady, even if Ai Ju comes forward, she can dissuade her, but now it’s... hmm?"
Chen Haiben complained secretly, but suddenly he was stunned, and then his eyes wandered, trying to find that figure in the crowd, but found nothing.
"It's been a while since I've seen Aster. Could it be that she has accepted her fate and no longer bothers you?"
But before he could think deeply, a servant came over to ask for follow-up instructions. Then there was chaos in the backyard. Chen Hai hurried over to make arrangements. With this busyness, the thoughts just now were naturally forgotten.
After he was full of wine and food, the old beggar patted his bulging belly, burped, nodded to Chen Cuo with a smile on his face and said: "The food in Hou Mansion is extraordinary, delicious! Delicious!"
"As long as you're satisfied. If you think it's delicious, you can stay and eat it every day, that's fine." Chen Cuo didn't take it seriously. Just now, Chen Hai had hinted to himself that he felt that letting beggars serve him was a violation of dignity, but he
Coming from time-travel, I don’t really attach much importance to it. Plus, I have to ask for help from others, so I can’t care about the details.
As long as it can be useful, it should be used.
But the old beggar shook his head and said: "It's not right, it's not right. If I eat the food of the Marquis Mansion every day, I'm afraid my life will be shortened. I'm not as comfortable as I was in the past."
Chen Cuo's heart moved, and with a wave of his hand, Chen Hai led everyone to leave first. Even the guards of the courtyard were not allowed to stay. However, these people had their responsibilities and did not dare to stay away. In the end, they compromised and stayed outside the door.
As soon as the others left, Chen Cuo closed the door and window and asked for advice again: "Senior's words seem to have some meaning. Please teach me!"
The old beggar Niu took a sip of tea and picked his teeth and said: "The old beggar doesn't understand. The Lord always asks like this. Could it be that the meal just now actually requires something else? The old beggar has no money to pay you, let alone do the work.
You’ve lost your money!”
Chen Cuo took a deep breath and began to doubt in his heart.
After all, after a series of inquiries, the old beggar on the other side just said the same words without leaking a single word. Could it be that he was really cheating on food and drink?
So how can you explain that you can't catch the smiles at yourself and Mo He with their strong and graceful postures?
What's the point of knocking on the wall three times and sitting in the alley in the middle of the night?
For a moment, Chen Cuo was confused and a little unsure.
Seeing this, the old beggar picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. Then he smacked his lips, pointed behind Chen Cuo, and exclaimed: "No, there is a ghost!"
When Chen Cuo heard this, he was startled. His face instantly turned pale, but he did not turn around immediately. Instead, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down. Then, with a fierce look on his face, he pushed up his body with both hands. Instead of retreating, he advanced towards the old man.
The beggar pounces!
The old beggar's eyes flashed strangely, then he raised his hand, pointed at Chen Cuo, and uttered a word.
"Certainly!"
As soon as the word fell, Chen Cuo immediately stiffened and found it difficult to move!
He just kept moving forward and froze in mid-air, as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" The old beggar put down his hand, wiped it on his body, and then said in surprise, "What a Marquis of Linru County, who is still calm in times like this. It would be fine if you have some cultivation. You are obviously a
It's rare! It's rare! This kind of determination may really be the seed of cultivation."
Chen Cuo was no longer frightened and flustered now. He kept forward and found that his mouth could still move, so he said: "Senior is indeed a stranger in the world of games!"
The old beggar laughed and said: "The old beggar is not a gamer, but a prince. You have come here several times to look for me. Could it be that you want to take away the opportunity of your sister?"
Chen Cuo said: "Senior, I was joking. It's my girl's chance. She must be indispensable. How can I take it away? You appeared in front of me this time and waited outside the Hou Mansion in the middle of the night. What's the reason? I
He knows it very well!"
The old beggar was stunned for a while, then looked Chen Cuo up and down, and finally shook his head and said: "It's really strange, you are so transparent, you seem to be a different person from before."
Chen Cuo said: "My life has been threatened, so this idea is naturally clearer. I hope seniors can help me and teach you some self-protection skills. If you don't have any skills, you can lend me some treasures. If it doesn't work, you can stay in my house."
If you stay here for a few days, if that evil spirit comes and help kill it, I will hold a banquet every day and give you fresh soup and chicken and sheep every day!"
The old beggar shook his head and said with a smile: "You think that skill and magic weapon are stones on the street? Don't say that I am just a beggar. I don't have any. Even if I have it, how can I give it to you? I must keep it for myself. As for
Stay here..." He grabbed a piece of mutton and swallowed it, then glanced sideways at Chen Cuo, "Will I be a nurse for you?"
Chen Cuo was about to say more, but the old beggar waved his hand to stop.
He said: "It doesn't matter, I have to repay you for a meal. After all, no one has been as generous as you in these years of begging."
Chen Cuo was naturally happy when he heard this and asked: "I wonder if the senior wants to teach the technique, or..."
"It is taboo to learn the Immortal Cultivation Techniques without becoming a disciple. Even relatives of the emperor will be held accountable. It should be noted that this dynasty is only two or three hundred years old at most, but the Immortal Sect... When was the master Guangcheng?
Coming?"
The old beggar picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then scratched his head, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and muttered: "Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, anyway, the immortal gate is long, and let me tell you, the Taiqing Dynasty more than ten years ago
During the crisis, someone stole the sect's collection of books. There are still a few souls still lingering in the netherworld, wailing in the netherworld. It is estimated that it will take another seventy or eighty years to completely dissipate. If the old beggar teaches you the immortal sect's skills, you
Do you really dare to learn?"
Chen Cuo shed a cold sweat and laughed dryly. He wanted to say "dare", but he hesitated. He secretly remembered the words "The Difficulty of Taiqing" in his heart. He felt that it must be an important event, so he thought he would find an opportunity to ask.
After all, the old man revealed a lot of information in his words, and he said you are not an expert!
Unexpectedly, the old beggar suddenly came closer and said with a smile: "You dare not learn? OK, OK! I will teach you!"
"Senior... um!" Chen Cuo's heart skipped a beat and he was about to speak, but the old beggar's oily hands were already pressed between his chest and abdomen. When he pressed hard, a surging force burst out between his chest and abdomen.
, actually directly suppressed Chen Cuo’s last words!
