Taoyuan Xianzhuang

Chapter 517 Wood Zhi
"No, this is my first time here."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Just looking for someone."

Pointing to Qinghegou, Yang Xiao said, "My home is in Qinghegou. Have you eaten yet? Do you have a place to live? Or go to my house. I think you've been wandering here for a long time."

This homeless man is a tall man, Yang Xiao didn't think he would have no place to live.

Not to mention anything else, just based on what he just did, the realm should be at the eighth or ninth turn of the nine-turn realm. With such a strong cultivation, where can he go?

Why would you turn yourself into a down and out tramp?

"your home?"

A look of joy appeared on the homeless man's face, and he asked, "Young man, what's your name?"

"My name is Yang Xiao."

"Yang Xiao!?"

The tramp's voice was suddenly eight degrees too high, and he looked at Yang Xiao incredulously, "What's your name? Say it again."

"Yang...my name is Yang Xiao, what...what's wrong?"

Seeing the other party's reaction so fiercely, Yang Xiao was very puzzled, "Uncle, do you recognize me?"

"No no no, I don't know. Oh."

The tramp sighed, and said: "I thought of an old friend, he was also called Yang Xiao, but...but a few months ago, he passed away due to a serious illness. When you said this name, I suddenly thought of him and got excited For a moment, I didn't control my emotions well. Don't be afraid."

Yang Xiao suddenly nodded, and said: "So that's the case." But immediately he frowned and asked: "Did you die of illness? No way, uncle, you are so powerful, there should be no diseases that cannot be cured, right? Then your friend How could he still die of illness?"

"Excellent? Where did you start talking?"

Yang Xiao patted her shoulder, which was where the homeless man touched just now, "Didn't you just... just like that, and then I will... be fine."

The homeless man was a little puzzled, and laughed after hearing Yang Xiao's words, "What are you talking about? What is this and that, why can't I understand?"

"Uncle, there is no one else here, so you don't need to pretend."

"Hehe, what am I pretending to be?"

"You..." Yang Xiao suddenly didn't know what to say, he smiled knowingly, since the other party didn't want to expose it, then he didn't have to say it so clearly, as long as he knew it in his heart. "Okay, anyway, I have to thank you, uncle, without you, my little life might not be guaranteed."

The homeless man said disapprovingly: "It's not that serious, it's just an arm at most. Oh, did I say something wrong?"

Yang Xiao shook her head and said, "No, my ears were buzzing just now, but I didn't hear clearly."

The homeless man suddenly laughed, looked at Yang Xiao with satisfaction and nodded.

"Does your food smell good?"

"Special! Don't! Fragrant!"

"Really? Then I have to try it out."

"I can't ask for it!"

For this tramp, how should I put it, Yang Xiao didn't completely trust the other party, after all, the other party's cultivation base was so advanced, there was still a little bit of precaution at the very least.

However, no matter how you say it, it is a fact that the tramp saved Yang Xiao. If Yang Xiao is always on guard against the other party, suspicious in his heart, and thinks that the other party has a purpose, then it is a bit unreasonable.

It was seven ten in the evening, and it was an hour and a half from Qinghegou to the city. Yang Xiao had to arrive at Qinghegou by ten o'clock at the latest. In this way, he could start before 08:30.

This is a little time he finds for the homeless.

The other party saved his life, so it would be inappropriate for him not to accompany him for a while.As far as the tramp is dressed, if he enters the village rashly, he will definitely be kicked out, so it is better for Yang Xiao to accompany him and explain it to everyone, lest everyone make the tramp look bad and say something unsightly if.

At seven o'clock in the evening, it was time for the employees to eat.

Everyone was eating, and suddenly they saw Yang Xiao coming back, and they were a little surprised, but then they saw the homeless man behind Yang Xiao, and they were even more surprised and puzzled at the same time.

Sun Xiaohu said: "President Yang, didn't you go to the city? Why did you come back again? Who is this?"

Yang Xiao said: "Brother Air Force, help me bring a pair of bowls and chopsticks. This kind uncle has done me a big favor just now. He has no place to go these days. Mom, let him stay at our house for now."

Wang Caiying glanced at Yang Huaimin, stood up and said enthusiastically, "Okay, no problem, we have so many empty houses, so live here as you please. Come, brother, sit down and eat together."

The tramp nodded primly and walked towards the dining table.

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "Mom, don't call him big brother, uncle is only 42 years old this year."

"42? Younger than me?"

Yang Huaimin looked at the homeless man in disbelief. No matter how you look at it, this guy looks like he is 60 or 42 years old. Why is he only [-] this year?

Yang Xiao also took a pair of bowls and chopsticks, moved a stool and sat next to the homeless man, and ate a little with him.

The homeless man lowered his head to plan the rice all the time, he looked like a reincarnated starving ghost, his dirty beard covered the rice bowl several times, Yang Xiao could see clearly beside him.

The addition of the homeless man was just a small episode. Sun Xiaohu, Zhao San, Lu and Air Force quickly brought the atmosphere up again. Everyone was talking and laughing, bragging and talking while eating The atmosphere is very harmonious with what I have seen and heard and some novelty things.

Yang Huaimin sat opposite the homeless man, he could see the homeless man eating clearly the whole time, especially the homeless man's dirty beard covered the rice bowl. Food, then someone must have left the venue long ago.

"Xiao Xiao."

"dad."

"I bought an extra razor a while ago. You can give it to him later. I think he is about the same size as me. I still have a few clothes over there. You can also show it to him."

"Okay." Yang Xiao nodded.

The homeless man, who was still digging his head down, immediately got up and shook his head and waved his hands when he heard this, "No, no, I'm fine with this look, I'm used to it."

Zhao San on the side half-jokingly said: "But we are not used to it, uncle, the way you eat is also a bit... a bit too sloppy."

Several young people laughed at the same time. Yang Huaiqing was the oldest person at the dinner table. He also said at this time: "That's right, it's nice to be neat and clean. Shave it. Oh right, brother, I listen to you Accent, it doesn’t seem to be from other places? It’s from a few cities near our Liangshan City? What’s your surname?”

"My surname is Mu."

"Wood? Mu Guiying's Mu?"

"No, it's just wood."

Yang Huaiqing looked at the people on the table suspiciously, and asked, "Do you have this surname?"

(End of this chapter)