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Chapter 61
The wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the sky brightened.

On the side of the Great Buddha Temple, there is a small mound slowly rising.

It is great to die, and it is safe to go into the earth.

The little beggar named Gousheng still couldn't make it through.

In fact, in this world, it is not unusual for a little beggar to die. The leftovers are just a handful buried under the loess.

But for Jiang Ming, Gou Sheng is different from other beggars in his mind.

In fact, it is not a high-level reason. The reason why they are different from other beggars is that the two have lived together and have a certain understanding of each other. For many days, they have shared weal and woe with each other.

Sneaking across the street together, seeing girls together, asking for dinner together
It is these trivial daily routines that constitute the fate of the encounter between the two.

As the last pinch of loess fell, the small mound was finished.

The grave is actually not big, but being able to be laid to rest in these troubled times can be considered a good result.

It's better than people eating people, animals eating people, and exposing corpses in the wilderness.

Finally, Jiang Ming took out the roast chicken from his arms and placed it in front of Gou Sheng's grave.

The paper money burned, and the ashes floated and floated above the grave, and they refused to disperse for a long time.

Jiang Ming looked at the pinch of loess sticking out, and muttered in his mouth.

"People eat dirt for a lifetime, and dirt eats people once. Thinking about it, whether they are alive or dead, they eat and eat. You eat me, I eat you, and you eat yourself. If you can't eat, you will starve to death."

"I agreed to take you to realize the freedom of Budezhai's roast chicken in the future. Now it's a no-go, but if there is a next time, I will definitely let you eat it."

"You're young, you haven't had time to marry a wife yet, and there are some tastes that you've only heard and never experienced. It's just a pity for those little ladies in the Rouge Building who can get water when pinched."

"Without a mother-in-law, there will be no heirs. From now on, this incense will probably be cut off."

"God left, in fact, this is just a big dream. If the two of us continue like this, maybe you will really become that emperor."

"Dog leftover, do you think that if you become the emperor, you will have endless roast chicken?"

In front of the grave of this day.

A little beggar said many nonsensical thoughts to another little beggar.

It's just that one of them stands in the sun and the other is buried in the loess.

On both sides of the thick soil, there is a broken time where yin and yang are intertwined.

From this day on, a new integrated force began to appear in this small town.

At first, no one noticed it.

Let's start with the little beggar in this city.

From the east of the city to the west of the city, everyone is no longer a loose army, but has become an organized and disciplined gang.

Collecting protection fees, maintaining order and security, of course, there are more shady means.

For example, someone does not want to pay protection fees. After all, you have a good business, why should you take part of the profits to pay protection fees for you.

So this group of beggars came to make trouble, neither stealing nor robbing, they just surrounded your shop all day long, making normal customers unwilling to come to your shop, and over time, the business naturally went bad.

Some shop owners couldn't stand it any longer, and in a hurry, they picked up sticks and wanted to beat the group of beggars who got in the way.

But this group of beggars is not stupid, when they saw you making a move, they immediately rushed away.

It won't be long before they will gather again at the door of this shop, even more rampant than before.

He can't be beaten or scolded, just like a piece of dead dog skin plaster.

Anyone who doesn't have a headache when encountering such a thing has seen a ghost.

Of course, some shop owners went directly to the Yamen to report to the government. Of course, the official received them politely and said that they would definitely deal with them, so the shop owners can rest assured.

But after saying this, the official had nothing to say, and he didn't even send out the most basic government officials to maintain order.

In fact, it's not that the official doesn't want to deal with this matter, but that there is a black knife hanging on his head.

It was late at night, and a thin-looking figure came to Mr. Guan's bed.

There wasn't much nonsense, just two short sentences.

"Do it together and split the money."

"If we don't do it together, you'll die, and the next one will be better behaved."

Looking at the long black knife on his neck, the official knew that if he said "no", his body would definitely be separated in the next second.

The next day, news came from the official's house that the personal expert was seriously injured in an attack.

The marketers in the market only gossip on a small scale, and there is no follow-up.

No one knew why the personal master who was hired by the official with a lot of money was attacked and seriously injured.

It's just that in the eyes of some people with a keen sense of smell, they see something unusual. This small town is probably about to change.
So under Jiang Ming's bold and careful control, based on his own strength, he earned the first pot of gold in this world by integrating beggars, uniting with the government, and collecting protection fees.

After that, casinos and Goulan were opened, and the bank quickly began to expand.

Of course, all of this is just a few words, and the specific operation and nature of the operation are still very complicated.

What Jiang Ming has experienced in this process, I am afraid only ghosts know.

And when everything was on the right track, Jiang Ming was already middle-aged in this world.

Now under his command, not only the town where he just settled down, but also several nearby towns have secretly spread Jiang Ming's forces.

In addition to the official power on the surface, he is already a well-deserved underground king.

On the road, the "little beggar" that others once called him has grown up, and everyone he knows well has to call out "Buddha" when he meets him.

The Buddha is self-appointed by Jiang Ming.

Someone once asked him why he called himself "Buddha".

Jiang Ming just smiled lightly, his calm eyes were full of wind, frost and vicissitudes.

"It's nothing, I just feel that this title is very domineering."

Everyone only knows his current scenery, but they don't know that in the dilapidated temple, there were such two little beggars who depended on each other and spent a difficult time together.
Over the years, the knife in Jiang Ming's hand has no longer glowed with white light.

Some are swallowed black.

And his strength has never improved again.

In fact, it is this that often reminds Jiang Ming that it is just a dream.

Even if there are countless sinkings, when that little bit of blackness appears on the tip of the heart.

He would still wake up instantly.

Until this period of time, there were always news of evil dragon cannibals on the riverside near the town.

At the same time, a small thatched cottage quietly rose in the town.

An old man with gray hair lived in it, and occasionally met someone who was destined to teach him.

Some gossips spread like wildfire behind the scenes, and it was rumored that the old man with white hair taught all the spells of the fairy family, which can teach people longevity.

When Jiang Ming heard the news, his heart was shocked. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be going in the wrong direction in this world.
(End of this chapter)