I Became an Anonymous Boss

Looking around, she looked a little dazed, and didn't know where she was, only the moonlight fell on the grass and woods.

The little beggar gasped, but soon...became quiet.

The sound of insects disappeared, the sound of birds disappeared, the sound of wind disappeared, and even the moonlight was covered by clouds.

The surroundings became deadly quiet.

In the silence, there are footsteps, like a speck of ink in a white painting, very clear.

Xiao Qi could hear the other party approaching, but she didn't know which direction it was coming from. She stumbled back and wanted to escape, but it was difficult to identify the direction in the darkness, and her back hit the tree trunk and fell to the ground.

Then, the footsteps stopped in front of her.

One hand raised, pulled the little beggar's collar, and pulled her up from the ground. The man in black robe took off his hood, revealing his facial features tattooed with angry faces: "Living Buddha Bodhisattva, heh..."

The angry-faced man stared at the little beggar: "It looks like a beggar refugee."

The little beggar wanted to avoid it in fear, but the other party stuck his chin and looked carefully.

The angry-faced man's expression gradually became serious and serious, and finally turned into a sneer.

"It's really been used thoroughly enough, it's tattered."

The little beggar still wanted to struggle, but his strength was weak.

"Still struggling?" The angry-faced man sneered, "Don't you know? You won't live long, you've already become an empty shell... In your situation, even if you go out again, you will go out." Not far."

"If everyone is a piece of wood, then you are already riddled with holes, and you can't even retain much of the functions of a normal person. Your life begins to dry up, and your physical signs begin to degenerate."

"You should know your own situation. If you take a step, you will be tortured. How long can your eyes still see? How much sound can you still hear? Are you in pain without taking a breath? Where else can you run? , in this world, no one will let you go!"

The angry-faced man let go of his hand suddenly, and the little beggar was pulled and fell to the ground. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

The tattooed angry face had a panoramic view of the scene, and the tone of voice was even more absurd.

"Look, you are already weak and dying, living Buddha and Bodhisattva..."

"What do you really think is the meaning of your kindness? Those people will repay you?"

"No, they are reluctant...so now you are dying!"

The little beggar raised his eyes, quietly, neither happy nor sad, looked at the angry face, like a question.

The angry-faced man said indifferently: "Yes, I am the same!" He rolled up his sleeves, and his entire right arm was broken at the shoulder. one hand!"

The little beggar lowered her head and didn't say anything. She just shook her head, shaking her head again and again.

She bypassed the angry face man and tried to carry the sleeping Meng Chuxue on her back, but her movements were clumsy, and she fell to the ground again, and it was impossible for her to escape in front of the king of heaven, even if she knew, she didn't care, and went stubbornly go back.

The angry-faced man looked at the little beggar's incorrigible appearance, his severed arm was still bleeding, he held his palm and rubbed it red, and then let go.

He shouldn't have such patience, but this matter cannot be forced. If the living Buddha and Bodhisattva are unwilling to help him, it is useless to kill her. He suppressed the turbulent emotions, calmed down his anger, and started talking about him Some of the least favorite nonsense on weekdays.

"I know why you want to live, why you want to run away, why you still run knowing it's futile." The angry-faced man tried to make sense.

The little beggar ignored it, gritted his teeth, and walked out with Meng Chuxue on his back, panting heavily after every step.

The angry-faced man continued: "The reason why you keep this incomplete life is because you still have a wish that has not been fulfilled."

The little beggar's footsteps subconsciously stopped, lost his balance, and almost fell down.

The angry-faced man threw out the next sentence: "You owe a kindness to a person, a kindness to save your life, so you want to repay this kindness before you die, but you have been looking for him for three full years, Never saw him again!"

Chapter 760 Three Kindness

"Actually, you should have died, but because someone helped you once, you survived."

"So you decided to repay this kindness before you died... You have been looking for him all these years, but you haven't found him."

"Now that you are about to die, and you won't live long, do you think you can still find it? Can you still repay this kindness?"

The angry-faced man whispered, "Stop dreaming."

He glanced at the blood in his hand, and sneered: "The world is so big, if you want to find someone, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. You have no influence, no connections, no intelligence, and you walk on one pair of legs to search for someone you only met once. people……"

The little beggar ignored him and continued walking.

The angry-faced man continued: "It's just assuming that you were lucky enough to be favored by God once, but have you ever thought... so what if you found it?"

The little beggar walked slowly.

The angry-faced man spoke to his heart: "He may not remember who you are, he may not know why you came here, and he may not need you to repay this kindness. If he needs to repay, can you afford it?"

The little beggar's breathing was slightly rapid.

"If the other party wants ten thousand taels of gold, can you afford it?"

"If the other party wants to learn martial arts, can you afford it?"

"If the other party wants to start a family and start a business, can you afford it?"

The angry-faced man's words pierced his heart: "You have no power, you are just a beggar, a homeless refugee, and for those who don't know you, your life is worthless at all."

The little beggar lowered his head.

"But I can help you." The angry-faced man said lightly.

Her facial features buried under the black coat changed slightly.

"What you can't afford, I can afford." The angry-faced man slowed down his tone: "I am a king of heaven, power, wealth, what mediocre people can't get in their entire lives, in my eyes, I just wave my hands." He looked at the little beggar: "This is a deal. As long as you connect this broken arm for me, I will help you realize your wish. This can be regarded as repaying the great favor that makes you miss it to death."

Heavenly King touched his broken arm, his words were not a lie, it was just a repayment of kindness, compared with his own arm and the lost [-]% of his cultivation, a small price was nothing.

The little beggar really stopped, and she struggled a bit.

For a long time, she turned sideways silently, then she raised her finger and drew a few words—you swear?

"Yes." The angry-faced man concealed his overjoyed mood, pretending to be indifferent: "I swear by the realm of the king of heaven."

The little beggar bent down, put Meng Chuxue down, and continued to write—you also need to help send this sister back.

"Sure." The angry-faced man didn't mind these trivial matters at all.

The little beggar raised his hand and took off his mask, moving slowly and carefully. Her appearance was actually extremely delicate, but delicate like white jade was also fragile like porcelain.

A gust of wind blew by, and her body was mutilated. She only had one arm and one eye. Under the cover of clothes and skin, there were many invisible mutilations.

The saying that life is like a dying candle in the wind is not wrong, any martial artist in the Void Realm should be able to see that at this time she is already as weak as a terminally ill 90-year-old.

That's why there are so many people who hope to squeeze out the last trace of residual value before she dies.

——The person I want to repay my favor to is in the inn. It is a young master surnamed Bai that this sister knows.

When the little beggar wrote this line, the angry-faced man felt a bit of surprise and coincidence, and she actually happened to meet her?

Fortunately, the little beggar has not had time to write anything, otherwise he must have no chance.

But... surnamed Bai?

The expression of the angry-faced man changed slightly, even with the tattoos on his face, his angry expression became more ferocious.

"Yes." He agreed: "I have accepted all your requests, and now...you should also fulfill my wish."

The little beggar looked at the man with angry face, she raised her hand, and the palm of her hand was shining with the brilliance of compassion for helping the world and saving people.

The Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle, the Bodhisattva saves others by himself, and Mahayana Buddhism seeks everyone to become a Buddha, and they all pay attention to the meaning of sacrifice.

The reason why the Living Buddha and Bodhisattva is the Living Buddha and Bodhisattva is precisely because she can use herself to bear the pain of others, and she can also prolong the life of others in a disguised form.

At first, even if Li Daitao was stiff, it would not last forever, and her strength would gradually decline. For example, to bear the pain, as long as the focus of the disease did not transfer, she could only bear the pain on her behalf and slow down the onset.

But later, with the passage of time, Li Daitao's ability to stiffen reached the extreme, and even regenerated severed limbs, and restored some congenital defects, and the price she paid became greater and greater.

She can make non-speakers speak at the cost of losing their tongue and speech.

She can make the invisible see, at the cost of a rotting eye.

She can make the deaf hear, at the cost of her hearing gradually becoming blurred, and she can only read lips.

She traveled a long distance, helped many people, and saved many people, but in the end she ended up burning out the candle.

In fact, she is not that kind of living Buddha and Bodhisattva, and she is not born with compassion. No one likes pain, and no one is willing to bear pain on behalf of others. Otherwise, this world is like a house of fire, and people will die everywhere. She is so merciful. It is impossible to survive a month at all.

She saved people, not because she wanted to, but because she was forced to do so.

From the moment her special power was discovered, she was destined to usher in a tragic fate.

She was sold as a commodity by relatives, and the one with the highest price got it.

In this way, since she was ten years old, she has been sold as a commodity for several years, and this power has not faded, but has grown with time.

Later, she was bought by someone at a high price to delay a special disease, but this disease was terrible, and the focus of the disease was transferred to her body. She was covered with malignant sores, and her relatives thought she would not live long. So they drove her out of the house and left her to fend for herself. She was only 13 years old at the time, a child with no ability to live and a serious illness, so she could only be a beggar. She felt that she might die every day, but she stubbornly persisted for a month.

One day she really thought that she was going to die, maybe it was because she didn't deserve to die, or maybe it was God's pity, a young man in white passed by, he looked like a romantic knight, she had seen so many romantic knights , but did not see that this group of romantic and sentimental people would pity a blind beggar covered in malignant sores, but he stopped and left her a Lizhu.

The Lizhu fell into the begging bowl, and there was a ding sound, which was extremely crisp.

The other party gave her a Lizhu and took away the last penny left in the bowl.

This Li Zhu was priceless, she really didn't understand why the other party would make such a loss-making business.

But she didn't dare to keep this thing at hand, thinking about returning it to the other party, but worried about losing it, and met a beggar nearby, afraid of being snatched away, so she put Li Zhu in her mouth, and then, she The pain all over her body disappeared, and Li Zhu stopped the pain. After just one night, her sores healed a lot, and the scars on her skin began to recover.

She secretly followed him for a week, wanting to get close but not daring.

Having experienced countless vicissitudes at a young age, she couldn't understand or figure out why he would help a helpless and worthless little beggar.

She wanted to ask, but it was difficult to get close to the other party, so she just quietly followed, but her following was so clumsy that the other party had already noticed it.

Maybe the other party got tired of her stalking, found her, returned the penny in person, then turned around and left, disappearing without a trace.

She should have died, but she survived because of him. She didn't know why she lived, so she started a long pursuit. Pursuing that young man became her reason for living, and thus became a wandering beggar and a refugee, occasionally Relying on one's own ability to exchange for some food, listening to the rumors of the rivers and lakes in the streets and alleys, inquiring about any possible related news.

She has been looking for white clothes, and this search has lasted for three years.

For a warrior, three years is enough to escape from Nantang and Daqin, but for her, who is precarious, she just tries her best to catch up to the border of Nantang.

She seemed to never be able to catch up with the flair in white clothes, just like a child chasing clouds, as soon as the wind blows, it floats from west to east.

It was right on his head, but no matter how he stretched out his hand, he could never touch or grasp it.

In order to catch up with Bai Yi, she didn't want to find a place to settle down, so she had to start using her power. She used her power too many times, and it would eventually be exposed, and she would be known by her free relatives who imprisoned her, by the thousand-year-old family, and by If the great sect of the sect finds out, they will be approached again and again by interested people.

She was still intact when she parted from Bai Taki. After three years, she finally came to Lushui Town, but she was already dilapidated, miserable, and the group of vultures who never had enough to eat He also wanted to tear off the last piece of fresh flesh from her body.

Just like this.