Qin Xiaotian felt very unhappy. From a god-like figure, he suddenly turned into a little beggar. He was yelled at by an old beggar before he entered the city. He was really angry.
He couldn't help but cursed: "Who are you scolding, old bastard?" This sentence was a trap.
Sure enough, the old beggar cursed: "I'm scolding you, old bastard!"
A burst of laughter came from the city gate cave. Qin Xiaotian glanced at it: "Oh my God, where are there so many beggars?" There were two rows of beggars sitting in the city gate, each one was busy scratching lice, and a few of them grinned.
He opened his mouth, showing a pair of yellow teeth, and looked at the excitement with laughter.
The old beggar also had a dog-beating stick in his hand. He raised the stick angrily and said, "Kill you little bastard!" He smashed it down on his head and face.
Qin Xiaotian used to be a good fighter. Now, although he is weak in strength and body, he has good vision and skills. When he saw him raising his stick to fight, he calmly stepped aside and the dog beating stick in his hand suddenly tilted up.
He was short, so the stick happened to be picked up in the crotch of the old beggar's trousers. He didn't use any force, just picked it up gently.
The old beggar let out a scream, covered his crotch with both hands, threw the stick far away, and kept jumping on the ground.
Qin Xiaotian never showed mercy in a fight. The dog-beating stick swept over and hit the old beggar on the nose. The old beggar lay down on the ground and rolled in pain.
Suddenly, Qin Xiaotian felt weak all over. He knew that his body was too weak now. He had just moved a few times and was out of breath.
The beggars in the city gate all opened their eyes wide and looked at Qin Xiaotian in disbelief. A strong man stood up. His clothes were also very tattered, but he was obviously better than the other beggars.
The strong man's eyes were cold, and he came to Qin Xiaotian in a few steps, bent down, and said with a smile but not a smile: "You two dogs, you have learned a lot after not seeing each other for a day, and you dare to hit the old horse? Do you want to hit me too?"
Hum, are you looking for death?" He was two heads taller than Qin Xiaotian, with a strong body and a menacing look.
"Er Gouzi? What is his name?"
Qin Xiaotian couldn't laugh or cry, how could he bully even a beggar? He was too lazy to speak, raised his dog-beating stick suddenly, and hit the big man in the crotch with the same technique.
The big man's palm had not yet landed in the air when the sharp pain in his crotch made him howl out miserably. As soon as he lowered his head, he covered his crotch with his hand. He received another hard blow on the back of his neck, and was hit with a stick.
Thrown to the ground.
Seeing the two men rolling on the ground and howling miserably, all the beggars were frightened and lowered their heads with guilty consciences. No one could have imagined that the little beggar, who could usually be bullied by everyone, actually defeated two of the most powerful people.
Qin Xiaotian was still a little confused. He pointed at a beggar with a dog-beating stick and asked, "Where is this place?"
"Double Dragon Town."
Qin Xiaotian shook his head and said: "I know this is Shuanglong Town, but I'm asking...where does Shuanglong Town belong?"
"have no idea!"
A beggar whispered: "We are begging for food in Shuanglong Town...the furthest we have ever been is Yanzhou Prefecture..."
"Yanzhou Prefecture? Shandong?"
A beggar in front of Qin Xiaotian suddenly showed a frightened look. Qin Xiaotian squatted down without looking back, and thrust the dog-beating stick in his hand backward from under his ribs.
The beggar man never expected that even a sneak attack could not defeat Qin Xiaotian, and the stick in his hand was completely wiped out.
He took a step forward and was about to raise the stick again. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain, and a dog-beating stick stabbed hard in his lower abdomen. If it had been lowered by half a foot, the consequences would be disastrous.
He groaned, holding his stomach and cursing: "What a bastard... the little bastard is so cunning... ah!"
Qin Xiaotian's attacks continued. He stood up and hit the opponent's cheek with a stick. With a "snap", all the beggars showed expressions of disgust on their faces.
Qin Xiaotian shouted: "You're not done yet..." He was hit all over the head and face with the stick.
The beggar man finally gave in and begged for mercy: "Don't beat me...I, I...I'm convinced, I'm convinced!" He couldn't figure it out. Ergouzi, who was driven out of Shuanglong Town after being beaten half to death yesterday,
Why did he become so powerful today that he was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back? I thought to myself: "Is it possible that a ghost is possessed?"
"What dynasty is it now?"
All the beggars looked like they were looking at idiots.
"The Great Song Dynasty!"
Qin Xiaotian felt like an idiot. He opened his mouth and said, "Ah? Oh my god..." He thought to himself, "It's incredible. Qingdi's magic weapon Tianyan is too exaggerated. It actually allowed him to return to the Song Dynasty."
To realize what realm. The Song Dynasty? Is it the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty? Yanzhou Prefecture... It seems to be in Shandong, it seems that the Song Dynasty... should be very prosperous. Where did so many beggars come from? "
"Which emperor? What year is it?"
This time no one answered him. The beggars looked at him dumbfounded, as if they didn't understand why Ergouzi was interested in the year name.
After a long while, someone said: "I don't know, who cares what year he is, as long as he can make a living, Ergouzi... what do you want to do?"
Ergouzi? Qin Xiaotian almost yelled, this name was too unpleasant.
In fact, these beggars rarely have serious names. Listen to the names they call each other, such as Zhuzhu, Kaner, Tuyang'er, Guotou, etc., they are all the same type of names. Farmers of that era rarely had formal names.
As the saying goes, a person with a low reputation makes a living easily.
Qin Xiaotian finally suppressed his anger and asked: "How to get to Yanzhou Mansion?"
The beggar man lay on the ground unable to get up. He was beaten badly by Qin Xiaotian. He stretched out his neck and said: "Go to Yanzhou Mansion and go north! You...you want to go?"
Qin Xiaotian said: "Of course, if you beg for food here, you will starve to death sooner or later. It is better to go to a bigger city where you have more chances of survival."
These words immediately resonated with all the beggars. There were only a dozen of them begging in Shuanglong Town, but no one had enough to eat. Shuanglong Town was too small after all.
This group of beggars also rejected each other. Er Gouzi was kicked out by them and they were not allowed to continue begging in Shuanglong Town, so he starved to death outside and was parasitized by Qin Xiaotian.
The beggar old horse covered his lower body, got up with difficulty, and cursed: "Little bastard... uh, Ergouzi, you are so cruel..." He jumped on the ground, carefully let go of his hand, and said with a pale face
: "It hurts me to death."
He knew in his heart that the old man had been defeated by Er Gouzi, and he might not be able to be the second eldest son of these beggars.
The beggars were talking a lot, but Qin Xiaotian lowered his head and thought deeply: Is this a world formed by Tianyan? Or is Tianyan reversing time and bringing his soul into it? Is it real? Is it an illusion? He couldn't figure it out for a while.
It's impossible to go back. Should I be a beggar in the Song Dynasty? It's simply ridiculous.
Being parasitic in the body of a beggar does not mean that you are declared a beggar. As long as you can restore your cultivation, you can do whatever you want in the world!
In a moment, Qin Xiaotian figured out the path he would take in the future. Apart from continuing to practice the ancient immortal method, he didn't need to worry about anything else.
He looked up at the beggars, said nothing more, gently waved the wooden stick in his hand, and said coolly: "Ha, you guys can discuss it slowly, I'm leaving, haha." Just after he finished speaking, his stomach started to rumble.
There was a loud noise, and the feeling of hunger suddenly came up.
"Hey! Big man, give me something to eat."
The beggar man asked: "Leave Shuanglong Town after eating?"
Qin Xiaotian reacted quickly, knowing that this guy was afraid that he would take his place, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Yes, that's right! Let's leave after eating."
Without hesitation, the beggar man took out a bunch of copper coins from his arms, about thirty coins in total, and said, "Here you go, keep your word!"
Qin Xiaotian grabbed the copper coins, turned around and walked towards the town. As he walked, he said: "For the best, you can't even ask me to stay!"
There is only one street in the town, about three hundred meters from the beginning to the end of the town. There are only a few pedestrians on the road, giving people a leisurely and lazy feeling.
Green smoke was rising from the chimneys of every house. Qin Xiaotian saw a small restaurant with a round stove at the door. The steamer on it was half a person high. It was emitting thick white gas. The smell seemed to be steaming steamed buns.
Types of pasta.
As soon as Qin Xiaotian stood at the door, a waiter drove him away: "Er Gouzi, do you understand the rules? It's not easy to find someone early in the morning." The town is small, and almost everyone in the beggar town knows him.
Qin Xiaotian didn't say anything, picked up the string of money in his hand and shook it.
The waiter was surprised and said: "Huh? Don't you want...the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper..."
An old man with gray hair came out and said: "Young man, what's your name? Isn't this Ergouzi? Young man, give him a wotou, oh, it's a poor child."
The waiter said: "The shopkeeper, he wants to buy it."
Qin Xiaotian originally tightened his grip on the dog-beating stick. If the shopkeeper dared to bully someone, he would immediately fight back. Unexpectedly, the old shopkeeper said such words. The man who held the dog-beating stick couldn't help but loosen his grip and put the copper coins in his hands on the table at the door.
superior.
The old shopkeeper said: "Oh, how many steamed buns should I buy?"
One penny can buy two steamed buns.
A total of thirty-two cents, Qin Xiaotian bought forty-four miscellaneous grain steamed buns, and exchanged ten cents for a pack of coarse grains, which was about less than one tael.
The old shopkeeper said: "Young man, go get a bowl of noodle soup. Ergouzi, have a bowl of noodle soup before you leave."
There were no guests in the morning, so Qin Xiaotian was not polite, eating steamed buns and drinking noodle soup. In fact, the food was very ordinary. It was the first time for him to eat such rough food for such a long time, but the crazy hunger made him feel that this was
The most delicious food in the world, that big bowl of noodle soup is even more delicious.
In a short time, six large steamed buns and a large bowl of soup were eaten. He did not dare to eat more for fear of breaking his fragile body, so he put all the remaining steamed buns into the storage ring.
The waiter was shocked when he came out to collect the bowls: "Huh? Have you finished eating them all? Hey, Ergouzi, I can't tell you are so good at eating!"
Qin Xiaotian wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Thank you for the noodle soup, buddy, how to get to Yanzhou?"
The old shopkeeper heard this from inside and came out in surprise, asking: "Er Gouzi, are you going to Yanzhou Mansion?"
Qin Xiaotian said: "Yes, is it very far?"
The old shopkeeper shook his head and said: "This road is not easy to walk. There are several strongman's fortresses from here. It's not that large caravans dare not go, but you dare to go alone?"
Qin Xiaotian smiled and said: "Strong men? Robbers and bandits, haha, I'm a little beggar, why are they arresting me?"
The old shopkeeper said: "Then you should be careful. If you go north, it's better to follow a big caravan. It's safer. Boy, pack him some buns."
The waiter wrapped four steamed buns in dried lotus leaves and said, "The shopkeeper is kindhearted, take it."
Qin Xiaotian had no choice but to take it and said, "Thank you." He turned around and left.
The original owner of the body was a beggar, and he was not a beggar, but he was still very grateful to the old shopkeeper, who was very kind. (To be continued)