Old Man's Begging Stick

The golden sun shone quietly on Xiaoyan Town, and the surviving residents of Xiaoyan Town walked out of the house.The monks fought above Xiaoyan Town last night, and the powerful spiritual pressure spread to Xiaoyan Town more or less, and the roofs of many houses were overturned.

Intermittent crying began to sound from last night, and some people's houses hung white lanterns.The Xinghua Building has become a ruin, and the scorched beams are still covered with dots of flames. The people in the Xinghua Building were cremated before they could see the last side of the world.

The world of cultivation is so cruel, whoever has the biggest fist can control the power of life and death.

Detective Zhu quickly stood in the open space in front of the Xinghua Building. He drank a little too much last night, and in his dream he heard a huge explosion outside.When he woke up, Xiaoyan Town was turned upside down!

Detective Zhu sighed sullenly, "These monks are really lawless..." The people who drank together yesterday became ashes today. There's nothing you can do about it.

"Boss! Two corpses of cultivators were found in the forest!" Detective Zhu's subordinates shouted from afar, and Detective Zhu's scalp went numb when he heard it: "What!!"

Everyone in Xiaoyan Town thought that the cultivators turned around and ran away after a fight last night. Although they heard the screams of wild animals, they didn't dare to go out to check.Unexpectedly, a cultivator would die in Xiaoyan Town, and Captain Zhu quickly felt numb.

Once a monk fell in the mortal town, and their sect came out to find the real culprit.In the end, the real culprit was not found, and the monk was furious and directly slaughtered the mortals in a town.

When Detective Zhu quickly saw the two bodies, he just wanted to find a place to be quiet. "These two monks... are not from the same sect, right?"

There were two corpses on the ground, one was the delicate corpse of a woman in purple.The female corpse's dantian was pierced by a sharp knife, and she lost her vitality long ago. The other corpse was an old man with white beard and hair. The yellow and white robe on his body was torn apart like his corpse.

Mu Jiaoqian died at the hands of Tianjizi, but unexpectedly Tianjizi died at the claws of the demon leopard.It can only be said that God's will is unpredictable and good fortune tricked people, but no, both of them were killed.

Detective Zhu squatted on the ground and rubbed his face with a long sigh. He was so worried that a monk died unexpectedly on the ground under his jurisdiction.If a mortal dies, what else can he do to comfort the undead, but in the fight between monks, he really can't do much.Thinking of what would happen next, Captain Zhu wished that the beams of the house collapsed last night and broke his arm or leg.

The soul lamps of the monks of the Bliss Immortal Sect and the Wuji Immortal Sect are extinguished, and the sect must send someone out to investigate the cause and effect, and then they may not know how to torment them mortals.

Captain Zhu was suffering from a headache, but the three of them, Ah Heng, didn't seem to feel any better.I didn't sleep well yesterday, and Ergou and the others climbed into the ruined temple to sleep for a while when it was almost dawn.When they woke up, it was already high in the sun, and the bright sun shone directly on their faces.

Ah Heng didn't sleep, he had already cleared out most of the collapsed half of the temple.This is the home of him, Old Wen and Er Gouzi. If the ruined temple is gone, they will have to find another place to live.Now where is there such a suitable place for Ah Heng and the others to live in?

"Oh..." Old Wen looked at the ruined temple with half of the roof missing and patted his head, "What can we do? It looks like it will rain in the past two days, so we can only take a shower."

Er Gouzi was also worried: "The house is broken. If the monster comes again, we will have no place to hide."

Aheng smiled slightly and took out a storage bag: "I have spirit stones, we can rebuild the ruined temple, and the golden body of Taoist ancestor can also be reshaped."

Er Gouzi and Old Wen were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter: "Really, there are spirit stones! Why do we still live in a ruined temple? We can buy a house in Xiaoyan Town!"

Ah Heng was carrying the Lingshi bag, he felt that what Old Wen and the others said made sense.One low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 100 taels of gold, one tael of gold can be exchanged for ten taels of silver, one tael of silver is one thousand copper coins, and one copper coin can buy two steamed buns!One Lingshi can buy several houses in Xiaoyan Town!

Old Wentou and Er Gouzi surrounded Ah Heng, one left and one right, and they were very excited: "Quickly open it and see how many spirit stones there are!"

Aheng carefully pulled off the belt on the top of the Lingshi bag: "Yesterday Patriarch Mu gave it to me, but I didn't look at it carefully. I feel that there should be several pieces." It was heavy, and there must be more than one piece.

As a result, when they opened it, the three of them were dumbfounded, only to see that there was only a small half bag of powder in the dusty spiritual stone bag.where is the spirit stone

Old Wen said sullenly, "Patriarch Mu lied to you."

Ah Heng scratched his cheek: "No way, I still felt spiritual fluctuations yesterday."

Er Gouzi said: "The spirit stone given by Patriarch Mu died with Patriarch Mu."

Ah Heng thought for a while: "It's possible that when the monk chased and beat me last night, the spirit stone was shattered by his aura." The more I thought about it, the more likely it was.

Er Gouzi scolded angrily: "You goddamn monk, you won't do something good! You deserved it for being bitten to death by a leopard yesterday!"

The old Wentou could take it easy: "Forget it, we don't have that life, let's find a way to repair the ruined temple, we can't really collapse."

Fortunately, there were a lot of broken trees nearby, and Ah Heng was so strong, so he built a grass shed to make do with it, because half of the ruined temple still survived.The three beggars were thinking brokenly.

Er Gouzi came over: "Ah Heng, did you break that leopard's leg yesterday? Do you think that leopard will have accomplices, and will they come to us for revenge?"

Er Gouzi's words made old Wen shudder: "Yes, yes, such a big monster, it would be bad if it came back to seek revenge. Why don't we go to the next town to beg for food instead of waiting to die here. "

Ah Heng said lightly: "No."

Old Wen said disdainfully: "You know again, what if you come back to seek revenge?"

Ah Heng smiled slightly: "I don't think that leopard is interested in us."

Old Wen covered his face with his head: "It's true. If you want money or no money, you need a house or a house. Even if you sell the three of us, you won't have much meat. Anyway, life and death depend on life and wealth, so let's not think too much about it." It’s gone. Let’s think about how to repair the house.”

It's already autumn, and the weather will get cooler after several autumn rains. They need a place that can shelter from the wind and rain.

Old Wentou and Gouzi have been concentrating on building a house these days. Fortunately, they have fished a lot of oil and water in Xinghualou a few days ago, so they can wait for the house to be built before going out to beg for food.Thanks to the collapse of the house, these two people did not go to Xiaoyan Town to gossip, otherwise they learned that the Xinghua Building was completely destroyed and many people died in the town, and then they contacted Ah Heng's good and bad crow mouth, old Wen You may want to scare yourself to death.

Because so far, everything Ah Heng said has come true.

Aheng alone can hold ten people, and he can carry more than a dozen logs that are as thick as half a person.Before the ruined temple, he even cut out several pillars with his almost edgeless axe.Then by virtue of brute force, the outline of the ruined temple was actually built.

But no matter how capable Ah Heng is, he can't make something out of nothing.The roof of the ruined temple was originally leaky, and many tiles were shattered when it collapsed. Only half of the reconstructed ruined temple has tiles, and the rest can only be replaced by grass.

Old Wentou and Er Gouzi have been busy making straw curtains that can keep out the wind and rain these days. They are fast. Before Ah Heng's frame is set up, the straw curtains they made can wrap the entire ruined temple twice.

Even so, the old Wentou was still very worried: "Without bricks and tiles, relying on grass curtains alone, even if you wrap ten layers of winter, you will still freeze to death." Gouzi is very optimistic: "What are you afraid of? Isn't it winter yet? Wait for the house Once it's built, we can go out and find something to keep out the cold."

Ah Heng smiled slightly and sped up his hands and feet. There was a melancholy in his eyes that Gouzi and the others couldn't understand. Old Wen was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wait until winter.

The newly woven straw curtains were thick and beautiful, and Ah Heng found wooden nails to firmly nail these curtains to the wooden frame.On the day when the autumn rain came, the three beggars who were dying of work finally lived in the ruined temple.

Lying on the clean straw curtains, Old Wen stretched his head long: "It's a toss to kill my old bones." Er Gouzi also lay down next to him: "I always feel that the temple is much more spacious. .”

It's not that it's so spacious, Ah Heng threw out all the messy things in the temple.Except for the god statue and the daily necessities of the three beggars in the ruined temple, everything else was lost.Originally, Ah Heng wanted to move out the statue, but old Wen said that the statue could not be removed, and that they were safe and sound because of the statue.

Gouzi sat up and shook the ration bags of the three of them: "Oh, there is nothing to eat. I'm going to the town to beg for food tomorrow." Old Wen turned over listening to the sound of wind and rain outside: "Can you eat before it rains?" It’s nice to have a place to live.”

Ah Heng's frame is so strong that the straw curtains made by him and Gouzi are not perfunctory.

Old Wen turned over contentedly: "It's okay to be hungry for a few meals. It's normal for us beggars to be hungry. Compared with starvation, I can't stand not having a place to stay. Now I feel pretty good."

Having nowhere to go for his soul and body was more overwhelming for the old beggar than starvation.

No matter who you are, you want a place to live.

Unexpectedly, the thatched house they built could withstand the baptism of the autumn rain. Although it was a little leaky, it was much better than before.Er Gou and Old Wen Tou were lying on the straw curtain, the sky had already darkened, and their stomachs began to rumble and sing.

Ah Heng sat at the door, watching the drizzle hit the muddy road at the door.The breeze blew the drizzle from the door onto Ah Heng's face, but he didn't care.

"Aheng, why don't you close the door and go to sleep?" Old Wen felt that Aheng was a maverick beggar, he was always different from others.

"That's right, you are the most tired these days, take a rest quickly." Gouzi wanted to come over and close the door.

Ah Heng stood up, "I'll go out for a while."

"Aheng, you're crazy, it's raining again in the middle of the night, where are you going?" Old Wen sat up from the straw mat with difficulty, exhausting his old bones.

"I'll go back as soon as I go." Ah Heng walked slowly outside the door.

"Aheng, are you going to make a convenience?" Gouzi asked from behind, but Aheng didn't respond to him, and his figure gradually disappeared into the woods.

"Aheng is very mysterious." Ergou frowned, "It feels like he doesn't tell us a lot of things. At first I thought he was just a stupid beggar, but since he broke the apricot tree, I think he's getting more and more serious. It's getting harder to understand."

The old Wentou sighed: "Ah Heng is a useful person, we just have to watch what he does. Come on, go to sleep."

Ah Heng walked deep into the woods in the wind and rain, and a voice in his heart told him - go, there is something very important waiting for you there.

"Humph—" In the wind and rain, came the sound of a beast whimpering.

Ah Heng felt as if a stone had fallen from his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I found it."