Chapter 231: There is no such thing as worldliness here
Hearing this, Dugu Meng paused for a moment. As a woman, she was too embarrassed to force herself. After all, she was Taishifu's nephew and she didn't dare to reach out to him: "In that case, let's say goodbye here."
"I will definitely come to Huazong, and I will come to you first when the time comes, okay?" Zhao Wuji promised, as if he could see Dugumeng's thoughts.
"Okay, then be careful. Although the current situation is a peaceful and prosperous age, the human world is so sophisticated and interests-driven, intrigues and intrigues are still inevitable." Dugumeng reminded.
"Thank you." Zhao Wuji nodded, then turned and walked towards the center of Wushuang City.
Seeing Zhao Wuji's figure disappear from sight, Dugumeng no longer stayed any longer, turned around and left towards the other side.
In Wushuang City.
There are huge crowds of people.
There are various stalls, shops, pawn shops, and some hawkers wandering among the crowds in the streets and alleys.
"Mercenary warriors passing by, come and take a look, take a look. The top-grade fifth-level bone claws are very suitable for making jewelry."
"The sixth-order ice magic core can be embedded in weapons to get twice the result with half the effort. If you miss it, this village will not have this shop!"
"Roasted suckling pig, roasted suckling pig, one thousand gold coins."
Zao Wuji walked along with all kinds of shouts in his ears. When he heard that a roast suckling pig cost one thousand gold coins, he suddenly became a little stunned.
The gold coins in Dou Po Cang Qiong remind me that twenty gold coins are equivalent to the consumption of an ordinary family for one year. Even if Wutan City is relatively remote and the consumption is low, the consumption level in Zhongzhou is a bit too outrageous...<
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At the moment, if Zhao Wuji wants to find an opportunity to practice, he must first take root in Zhongzhou and survive, so he is not walking aimlessly, but is looking for something.
"Eh?"
At a certain moment, Zao Wuji saw a ragged figure squatting on a stilt building and extending his hands towards the passing people.
He is familiar with this operation...
"Hey, old brother." Zhao Wuji quickly came to the beggar and said hello with a smile.
"Okay... okay, okay..." The beggar's face was very old, and he must be over Liujia. His hair was long and his body was full of sour odor. He looked very, very pitiful.
And Zao Wuji's "old brother" immediately made him a little confused. This is a new word.
"I have no money, I..." As soon as Zhao Wuji finished the first three words and wanted to continue speaking, he was interrupted by the old beggar.
The old beggar raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Wuji with a look of disgust: "No money? What are you doing here if you don't have money? Let's go for a walk, don't become an old man to make money."
"Look at what you said, I just want to ask how much you earn this day." Zhao Wuji said: "I have no other intentions, and I don't want to steal your business. Although I don't say how nice my dress is, it doesn't mean it's good."
Like a beggar."
"One or two thousand gold coins." The old man said, slightly impatiently: "Come on, come on, you have delayed the old man's income of dozens of gold coins."
"..." Zhao Wuji was speechless.
However, the figure of one or two thousand gold coins is still a bit unexpected.
Forget it, just mess it up.
Now I am penniless, I can’t take out the items in the ring, and I can’t even try to pawn it. I’m really embarrassed.
"To think that a generation of great emperors like me would have the opportunity to return to my old profession after being down and out. I have to say that I have been quite destined to be a beggar in my life." Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly.
Soon.
Zhao Wuji squatted down not far from the old man, and wrote a few lines with stones. Without even thinking about it, he wrote some miserable lies and stories...
Soon.
Bang Bang! Someone actually passed by and threw a few gold coins to Zao Wou-Ki!
As time went by, in just one hour, there were more than 500 coins, which made the old man not far away look confused. He had to squat for a long time to get more than 800 coins...
In the end, the old man couldn't hold it back and walked towards Zhao Wuji: "Little brother, as the saying goes, destroying a person's wealth will damage his life, not to mention that you still compete for business with an old man like me, and you are not doing well at all.
It’s decent.”
The meaning is obvious, he wants Zao Wuki to go somewhere else, so that he can occupy the magpie's nest and use what Zao Wuki writes here to gain more sources of income.
"Uncle, we can't rely on our old age to live up to our old age..." Zhao Wuji raised his head and smiled at the old beggar: "I'm still young, and Wushuang City is so big. If you drive away a junior who has nowhere to go, it will also be detrimental to your moral integrity. In the future,
No one can find shelter under the Nine Springs."
As soon as these words came out, the old man was instantly confused. He didn't expect that this boy was so eloquent. He had never seen him in the beggar world for decades, and he was directly defeated by his army.
"But it's okay if I leave. At least an old-timer like you shouldn't be an ordinary beggar with no organization or discipline, right?" Zhao Wuji asked back.
"You actually saw it, so the old man stopped pretending. To the north of Wushuang City, there is a ruined temple. That is where most of the beggars in our Wushuang City live." The old man glanced at Zhao Wuji at this time: "You are a talent.
, when you go there, remember the name of Hong Jiu, otherwise you won’t be able to enter the temple.”
"Sure enough, the discipline is strict." Hearing this, Zhao Wuji smiled faintly. It would be good to stay away from the world of mortals, so that he could practice with peace of mind without having to consider those interpersonal relationships.
"Go on, go on, hurry up." The old man stopped and seemed to be impatient.
"Do you really want my place?" Zhao Wuji suddenly confirmed to the old man at this time.
"Young people must know how to be humble, respect the old and love the young." The old man nodded and said to hurry up and start driving.
"Don't regret it." Zhao Wuji said, stood up, and left towards the north of the city.
……
Wushuang City North.
A ruined temple covering an area of 2,000 to 3,000 square meters stood in Zhao Wuji's sight.
Although it looks shabby from the outside, it’s actually just as shabby on the inside.
A middle-aged beggar was lying at the entrance of the temple.
"Stop, the Buddhist forbidden area is occupied by the Beggar Gang. Monks and strangers, please stop." When the middle-aged beggar saw someone coming to the door, he stretched lazily and spoke to stop him.
"I am a new member of the Beggar Clan. Brother, can you be accommodating?" Zhao Wuji was very sincere.
"We don't care about worldliness here." The middle-aged beggar said still lazily: "Leave, no matter who introduced you here, accommodation is impossible."
"You don't want to toast and eat as punishment." Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, slightly fiercely, and reached for his waistband to take something.
Seeing Zhao Wuji's action, the middle-aged beggar also stood up immediately, holding a spear in his hand, still as iron-faced as ever, motionless: "I'm not threatened, you look like a poor young scholar, you want to break in, can you try?
If you step into the temple today, I will call you grandpa!"
"Just try it!" Zhao Wuji frowned, made a killing move, and was about to take action!
Whoa!
Soon, they passed each other and there was no time to see clearly what happened.
I saw that the middle-aged beggar seemed to have an extra two hundred gold coins in his hand.