Luo Xiao had a dull expression and ran with the beggars.
But before he had gone far, he was stopped by seven or eight county officials.
"Go, go! Are you allowed to come to this place?" A person from the Gongmen Yamen looked disgusted and waved to drive people away.
Where they are now is the main road running from north to south in the center of the city.
There are various restaurants on both sides of the avenue.
This kind of place is the face of a city. There is no way the county government would allow such shady things as beggars to appear here.
An old beggar begged, "Master! Please let us pass! We will definitely not stay on the road! Leave immediately! The beggar gang is coming to arrest us!"
"Go, go! If the beggar doesn't go, where will the beggars go?" The man hit the old beggar with his scabbard on his head and face, hitting him so hard that his head was bloody.
"Get out of here! If you don't get out of here, I'll be careful that the sword in my hand doesn't have eyes!"
The beggars remained silent, and no one dared to help the old beggar.
Only the little beggar just now went over to help the old beggar, but he was too weak to help him.
When I turned around, I happened to see Luo Xiao and said, "Come here and help me!"
Luo Xiao frowned slightly, but still went over to help the old beggar and left.
The three of them came under a dry bridge near the outskirts of the city, and then the two of them put the old man down.
The little beggar glanced at Luo Xiao and suddenly said: "Remember to hide your identity as a woman, otherwise you will be in bad luck."
He...no, it should be said that she looked at Luo Xiao's ferocious face and said, "But you have a nice face, which is quite enviable."
Luo Xiao touched his face with criss-crossed wounds and said, "Is this worthy of envy?"
As soon as she said the words, she realized that her voice was broken, and her voice was as harsh and unpleasant as a wood saw cutting wood.
Now she is completely useless.
But she was not too sad, she knew that this was just a test given to her by Wang Quan.
That's okay, she can accept it.
The little beggar smiled.
It wasn't like he was laughing. I didn't know whether his expression was crying or laughing.
She raised two arms, but only one hand.
The end of her left forearm is her wrist.
"I was sold to a prostitute at that time, and an old man wanted to sleep with me. I fought hard and bit off his lifeblood, and then I was beaten half to death. Later, I pretended to be dead and was thrown into a mass grave in the northern suburbs.
Saved by Grandpa Sun."
The little beggar raised his chin and pointed at the old beggar on the ground, "Grandpa Sun taught me to wash my face with sand to make it worse, but in the end I still didn't get any money. I followed the example of the children captured by the beggar gang and cut off one hand. This way
It looks a little worse.
"Then I pick some restaurants where the heroes and heroines often go and sell them in front of the restaurant. As expected, I get more money. I just end up being chased away by the yamen patrolling the streets and the restaurant guards.
"This is not bad. The beggars also killed dogs, ate the dog meat, and then sewed children into the dog skin to act as human and dog performers for reward."
Luo Xiao suddenly raised his head, "Don't you care about the Yamen? There are also Zhengdao sects."
"Who cares?"
"Then they..."
"Just give it to those who stutter, and throw it in a mass grave if it dies."
The little beggar said nonchalantly, and Luo Xiao just listened quietly.
She glanced at the old beggar on the ground and said, "Do you want to find a doctor?"
"Where does the money come from? Even rich people are not willing to save beggars." The little beggar seemed very indifferent, "Just hold on, just get through it. If you can't get through it... Grandpa Sun is just lucky."
Luo Xiao continued to remain silent.
At night, the old beggar still couldn't survive and died.
There was no way to leave the city at night, so the little beggar threw him into the mud of the river bed and lay down to sleep.
Luo Xiao hugged her legs and leaned on the bridge opening, looking up at the dark clouds in the sky, listening to the snoring of the little beggar beside her, and for some reason, she thought of Wang Quan.
"What are you doing, Master?"
If I look for him tomorrow, I probably won't be able to find him.
Since it is a trial, the young master must be watching me. If he passes the trial, he will appear.
............
Wang Quan is eating.
There was only one person, and at his feet was an oil-paper umbrella he bought in the afternoon.
Ajiu wanted to follow, but he refused.
Su Zicheng was sent out by him to keep an eye on Luo Xiao and do another thing, but he is not here now.
Wu's old friend was busy with farm matters in Zhuangzi outside the city, but he was also absent.
He is the only one now.
This is a wine shop in the west end of the city.
It's a small restaurant with a gray tattered tarpaulin and a few wooden tables underneath.
The boss is an old man who is blind in one eye. He wears cloth clothes that are patched but very clean.
The wine shop now only has one customer, Wang Quan.
In front of him was a pot of freshly bought turbid wine and a half-eaten bowl of clear soup Yangchun noodles.
No eggs.
Wang Quan barely ate half of the bowl and couldn't help but frown and put down his chopsticks.
It's too bland, not even a little bit of salt.
There is even no more soy sauce.
"Boss, do you have any garlic?"
The boss brought three cloves of garlic and said, "Of course we have them."
Wang Quan nodded and peeled the garlic slowly.
Shao Qing, a group of people came over cursing.
This is a group of beggars, but they are just big-bodied and round-waisted beggars.
Although the clothes on his body are worn and patched, they are not dirty, but as spotless as the boss.
When they arrived at the wine shop, someone glanced at Wang Quan.
Seeing that Wang Quan didn't raise his head, he stopped thinking about it.
Sitting at three tables far away from Wang Quan, I ordered a few jars of wine, a few dishes to go with the wine, and a plate of melon seeds.
After thanking the boss politely, they started chatting.
Maybe it was because it was so late and there were outsiders here, so they didn't make much noise.
But it still couldn't escape Wang Quan's ears.
"Lao San, how was the harvest today?"
"More than ten taels of silver, so-so. How's it going at your place? You have the most lucrative people and dogs performing arts, so you have to have fifty taels anyway!"
"Tsk, it's only thirty taels. I was scolded by Elder Xu just now. He said that I don't cherish the things in the gang."
"What's wrong?"
"Hey, two black dogs died."
"Ah? Why don't you just use the two black ones? I remember those are the most profitable ones. It's a pity."
"What a pity. I'll just catch a few good ones another day."
"That's right, come on, have a drink."
Wang Quan lowered his head and carefully peeled the garlic.
Pinch both ends and twist, the garlic skin will crack, and then it will be easy to peel.
Finally, he peeled off two of them.
Crystal clear, as round and full as ivory white jade.
But when he peeled off the third one, he couldn't unscrew the skin.
Maybe the nails were a little long, so it took some effort when peeling them off, and I accidentally peeled off a small pit.
Holding garlic in his hand, Wang Quan looked awkward.
Sighing, he took the garlic and walked to the table over there, where he happened to sit at the same table as the two people who were talking just now.
The sound of their chatting disappeared, and everyone looked over.
Sitting opposite Wang Quan was a gloomy middle-aged man.
He cracked a melon seed and spat out the skin on his side, "What's the matter, young hero?"
He winked, and the beggars at the other two tables put down their sticks for the time being.
If you are a beggar, your eyes should be accurate.
He could see that Wang Quan's outfit was worth a lot of money.
"It's nothing, it's just that you made me confused." Wang Quan looked at the garlic in his hand, "When my mind is confused, the garlic will be peeled off. If the garlic is peeled off, I won't be able to eat the clear water noodles."
The young hero was joking, but the beggar smiled unnaturally, "Come here! Boil two pots of wine! And serve a plate of roasted mutton to satisfy the young hero's hunger!"
He cupped his hands and said, "Young hero, I wonder if this is okay?"
"No." Wang Quan slowly raised his head, his eyes were rich in scarlet.
The gloomy beggar's expression changed and he immediately retreated!
At the same time! Several long sticks from behind on both sides slammed down on the back of Wang Quan’s head with a whistling sound!
But the next moment, only the rouge color was seen fleetingly.
They all stood still in the posture of smashing sticks.
Wang Quan slowly stood up and walked towards the gloomy middle-aged man who was lying on the ground and moving backwards.
Every time he took a step, a beggar's head and limbs detached from his body.
It seems to be raining.
A shadow casts over the gloomy middle-aged man's face.
He raised his head with horror on his face, "How have we offended Your Excellency?!"
"Didn't I say it?" Wang Quan said with a smile, "The garlic is peeled."
He slowly pulled out the "red face".
"well......"
With a sigh, the owner of the tavern stopped his hand at the hilt of Wang Quan's sword, preventing him from unsheathing the sword in his hand, "Young hero, you have to be merciful and merciful, why should you increase your sins by killing for trivial matters."
He waved his hand, and the gloomy middle-aged man turned around and ran away, as if he had seen a savior.
Wang Quan looked at the boss sideways, chuckled and said, "How do you call him?"
"I, Qiu Donghai." The boss replied calmly.
One of the only two innate masters in the Beggar Clan ranked third on the Earth Ranking, Qiu Donghai, the elder of the Nine Pockets.
He is known as the number one person on the heavenly list.
"Hmm, never heard of it."
Heavy rain poured down, and the gloomy middle-aged man who had run several feet away suddenly screamed, and his legs were broken at the knee level.
Then came the two arms, then the lower body.
In the end, he was left with only his upper body without two arms, falling from mid-air into the rain, screaming and rolling back and forth.
"you!"
Qiu Donghai was shocked and angry, but the next moment, he saw Wang Quan's eyes.
What kind of eyes are those?
he does not know.
All he knew was that his vision was covered by a big hand that covered the sky and the sun.
Then, there was pain like cramps and broken bones, and itching like ants eating the heart.
Finally, he no longer maintained his expert demeanor, but instead screamed.
Wang Quan grabbed his face, and the black-red mist penetrated his body through his seven orifices.
Along with Qiu Donghai's screams, the skin, blood vessels, and muscles all over his body fell off like cotton wool.
In the end, only a head, a full body skeleton, and a beating red heart were left.
His screams continued.
Wang Quan exerted force, and his head detached from his skeleton body, but he was still alive.
Then, the head was placed in front of the noodle bowl.
There are three copper plates placed next to it.
Wang Quan tilted his head slightly, he had already felt it.
The next person to kill is here.
He picked up the oil-paper umbrella, opened it, and walked into the rain curtain.