Outdated swordsman begging online

Wen Tingyun put away his melancholy, and then ordered in a cold voice, "Continue to guard Chen Dajun, report what he said and did in time, and you put on ordinary people's clothes and send him the things he needs for life. Don’t take too much food, drink, and use, it’s cold at night, and then arrange someone to prepare the bed and bedding, don’t send too good ones, just clean and fresh, otherwise it will make people suspicious.”

The man in black quietly looked up at Wen Tingyun, nodded in response, and didn't dare to talk too much. He never allowed anyone to ask what the master was going to do, but this time he went to and from the hinterland of southern Xinjiang and spent a lot of time transporting wine, not to mention, and deliberately borrowed seven The guise of Daomen carrying darts caused troubles from various forces in the valley to inquire frequently, but even they themselves couldn't guess the intention.

I thought that Wen Tingyun would have something very important to deal with when he went out of the valley in person, but he came to Chuangxi Town for several days, drinking tea and listening to operas every day without doing anything serious. Today, Wen Tingyun almost mobilized everyone People circled around him alone, and hurriedly asked people to invite Su Dan over, everyone was puzzled, why did Chen Dajun make Wen Tingyun so careful and considerate, and even concealed it for fear of disturbing him .

To disturb his poor begging life?To give him favors, he had to pretend to be a commoner to give him warmth. The people in black came to the wind and rain to lick their blood from their swords. It took so many years to work under Wen Tingyun. Who would have thought that they would have to role-play today to show consideration for a beggar.

But since Wen Tingyun gave the order, he had to bite the bullet and do it. If he couldn't do it, he would raise his head to see him. The rules in the valley are very strict, and no one dared to disobey his will. .

Of course, Qin Zheng, who was sleeping in the dark at the gate of Ningji Temple, didn't know that dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at him from all directions. When he woke up after sleeping enough, it was already time for dinner.

Hungry, he sat up, stretched his limbs, shook the jug, reluctant to drink, glanced at the pilgrims coming in and out, and was thinking about how to spend dinner, whether to go to a show to collect some money to buy steamed buns, or wait for that The floor-sweeping monk showed kindness and gave himself a bowl.

He always felt that monks would not refuse to save him, so he leaned against the wall and waited dryly.

When it was getting dark, the fragrance of food came from the monastery. Sure enough, no one came out to take care of him, and he didn't even bother to bang him. He was so frustrated in life that the monks didn't want to talk to him. Qin Zheng listlessly planned to get up and go to the crowded place After wandering around to think of a way, a young man put food in front of him.

Qin Zheng's stomach growled in an ignorant manner.

The young man suppressed a smile, and said politely, "You haven't eaten yet, my wife came over to offer incense today, and said that you have been sitting here for a day, and asked me to bring you a bowl. You are welcome, if it is not enough, I will give you another bowl come over."

Qin Zheng was overwhelmed by the flattery, and thanked her again and again, "Thank you very much, the son's family is so kind, Qin... Chen is so grateful, there is no way to repay him."

The man smiled and made a gesture of invitation. He wanted to watch him eat before he was willing to leave. Qin Zheng was really hungry. He picked up the bowl and ate very deliciously. He couldn't stop nodding to the man who brought the food. "There is even fish head with chopped peppers. I love this dish very much!"

But what surprised Qin Zheng was that the kind-hearted man who brought the food looked at him eating as if he was also very hungry. He secretly licked his lower lip and swallowed his saliva. These small actions caught Qin Zheng's eyes and made him cry. Doubtful, the meal made by his wife, did he bring it to himself before he even had time to take a bite?And judging by the man's clothes, he is just an ordinary person. Fish heads are such a good thing. It is not easy for a family to eat one meal in ten and a half months.It's also kind of weird.

When Qin Zheng finished eating, the man wanted to take the bowl, so he left without saying a word.

Qin Zheng frowned slightly. He was thirsty. He could see clearly at his feet by the dim light of the lanterns in front of the temple. Someone set up a pot of tea and clean bedding at some time. He had just made up his mind to set up camp here. If he is soft and hard, someone will prepare everything for him.

Qin Zheng guessed that the sweeping monk had a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and while ignoring his answers, he took care of his daily life casually, so he said loudly to the temple gate, "Master must be testing my sincerity. If I can insist on lying down here, I must be as sincere as possible, and move the Buddha to accept me into the temple. I will definitely not give up halfway!"

The haze of being taught by the floor-sweeping monk dissipated. In fact, after a good night's sleep, there was nothing left. Qin Zheng made the bed in a good mood, took a sip of tea leisurely, roughly estimated the time, and got up to go deep into the mountains.

In the past few days, the most luxurious inn in the town has been taken over by Qidaomen, and the inner, third and outer floors are strictly guarded by people. Outsiders only think that the dart must be something rare, so they are so cautious, but in fact, Wen Tingyun is afraid of it. Someone found Qin Zheng before him. If there was an accident and he needed to rob people, he would not be afraid of the crowd, so he brought some personal guards over. Who knew that nothing happened in the town, and it seemed that he deliberately wanted to put this It's like scaring people.But after a few days, the people he arranged inspected around day and night and found nothing unusual.

Ever since giving Qin Zheng a fatal pulse, Wen Tingyun would take out the medical books and study them over and over whenever his butt touched a chair. He is extremely confident, and at this moment, he sincerely hopes that he has made a big mistake.

But who is Su Dan, the old owner of one of the nine valleys under the Broken Water Cliff, the number one healer of evil spirits in the Demon Sect, there is no dead person who can't be saved, let alone a living person who can't be killed by medicine, the apprentice he handed over with his own hands , How could even the pulse number be wrong.Wen Tingyun knew that if the person who went back to deliver the message said that he had the wrong pulse and asked the old valley owner to come out to diagnose it himself, he would probably drive Su Dan to death.But he had no choice but to smash this living signboard himself, forcing Su Dan to take this trip with no face.

Qin Zheng suffered such a serious crime, and it is a blessing that he did not die. Wen Tingyun did not hesitate to mobilize the power of Xiaoyuelou, and contacted the eyes planted everywhere in the rivers and lakes to find some clues to find here. Seven years have not seen anything wrong. , I thought he would be fine as long as he lived.

Unexpectedly, fate is fixed, Wen Tingyun always wants whoever dies, he must die, but it is the first time that he hopes so much for a person to live a good life, as long as he lives, the clarity is his own, and the magnanimity is also his own, and he owes no one.

And these words were spoken by Qin Zheng seven years ago to Wen Tingyun, who was only twelve years old.

But now, compared to telling Qin Zheng who he is, there is something more important, which is to let Qin Zheng never suffer any more and live well in front of his eyes.

The man in black knocked on the door lightly, and Wen Tingyun came back to his senses.

"Come in."

Wen Tingyun still stared at the medical book intently, the man in black reported as a routine, and said by himself, "Chen Dajun ate the meal, which was the pepper-chopped fish head ordered by the master. He ate very happily and also enjoyed the tea."

Wen Tingyun didn't raise his head, and asked, "Has he rested yet?"

The man in black shook his head and said, "He made a bed for himself, folded the quilt and got up and went to the deep mountains. Our people followed quietly, and saw that he had returned to the deserted temple where he usually stayed."

Wen Tingyun asked suspiciously, "Since the bed is made, why did you go back?"

The man in black said a little speechlessly, "There is a wild hot spring behind the deserted temple. Chen Dajun went straight to the hot spring after he returned."

Wen Tingyun couldn't help laughing, "He went back to take a bath??"

The man in black was a little confused, "Yes, it took about an hour."

Wen Tingyun smashed the book in his hand, with a sullen expression on his face, "You have also read it for an hour?!"

The man in black was very honest, "Return to the master, the little ones dare not slack off, surrounded the hot spring for five miles, and stared at Brother Dajun. There was nothing unusual about this hour, he soaked very comfortably!"

"..."

Dozens of people watched a man take a bath for an hour, and they could still see that he was washing comfortably. How closely and meticulously did they have to stare at him? If you haven't seen it, why should you show it to others first? This anger crushed the teacup.

The man in black didn't know which sentence offended him, so he lay on the ground trembling.

"In the future, when he takes a bath, he won't even be allowed to put a chicken in it for a radius of ten miles, including you, do you hear that? Whoever wants to peep again, I gouged out someone's eyes."

The men in black felt a little aggrieved. They also followed orders. They were clearly stalking, but inexplicably became voyeuristic peeps at men taking a bath, and there was also the risk of their eyes being gouged out. It was really hard to describe.But Wen Tingyun's behavior is weird and unrestrained, and the other eight valley owners collectively taught him a lesson, but they were all rejected. What's more, they are subordinates, who have no right to talk back. out the door.

Although Qin Zheng is an orphan and has no noble background, he was brought up by his master and mother since he was a child. His master Wei Bingqing regards him as his own, and he can be called a person who grew up in a famous school. The name of the son of the family.Moreover, he has always been well-trained and courteous, but no one has ever criticized his background. Even in such a situation, some habits that have been ingrained in his bones for many years still cannot be changed.For example, bathing every day is as important to Qin Zheng as eating and sleeping.

The beggar brothers who lived with him laughed at him for being poor and fastidious. He lived by begging for food and performing arts. He also took a bath regularly and regularly.Qin Zheng can't agree, he is evil in his appearance, and he is righteous every day. Even if he lives in a foreign land and becomes a beggar, he is bound to be the cleanest beggar. Flawless ass!

He rubbed his hands and waited to become a clean and flawless bald donkey. He spent two days in front of the Buddhist gate in vain. No one took back the bedding and bed he was wearing. He thought he would suffer a little at the gate of Ningji Temple. After a few more days, the master would definitely see him pitifully helpless and take him under the door. Who would have thought that he ate, drank and slept better than he was at the gate of Ningji Temple? The desolate temple is still living well, and the sweeping monk doesn't even come out, and I don't know if it's because he doesn't come out on purpose.

Until the early morning of the third day, Qin Zheng was still in his sleep, and was woken up by the sweeping monk poking him with a broom.

"Beggars, don't waste time with me. It's been three days. I see that you are eating, drinking and sleeping soundly. You don't have the slightest understanding. You are wasting time here. Today we have a distinguished guest from our temple who wants to give lectures. If you still have a little reverence for the Buddha, quickly collect your things and go!"

The sweeping monk tried to persuade him, but Qin Zheng still refused to let him go.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He was still angry when he got up, and said, "Who's coming? I won't leave even if anyone comes. What a distinguished guest, why did the Buddha come to bombard me, a poor man, early in the morning?"

The sweeping monk held back his temper, bent down and said in a low voice, "Of course it's a distinguished guest that you can't afford to offend. I advise you to leave quickly, don't get in the way of other people's eyes, and you won't be able to eat when the time comes."

Qin Zheng was aroused to be curious about how such an inconspicuous town in southern Xinjiang would have such a great person, so he asked, "I'm a beggar, and no one can afford to offend me, and I dare to offend anyone. I'm dead anyway." One is fearless, master, tell me, who is coming?"

The floor-sweeping monk coughed helplessly, straightened up and said, "Your guest is the master of the Qiuchi Kingdom."