Old Man's Begging Stick

When Wen Heng arrived at Beixiang, Lao Zhangtou was already sitting on a chair at the door, smoking a pipe.On the road in front of the coffin shop, there is a cart.Although simple, but compared to yesterday's dilapidated scooter that has basically been scrapped, this scooter can already be regarded as high-end and high-end.

"Here we come." Old Zhangtou tapped the bong twice on the chair, then put it in his mouth and smoked again.His eyes narrowed slightly, and on his face like dead bark, a pair of sharp eyes were scanning Wen Heng.

"Morning, old man." Wen Heng bowed his hands politely.The old Zhangtou was not polite to him either, pointing the bong in his hand to the scooter: "Here, this is your car." He took out a black stone from Huahua, "This is what I want you to give me .”

The ancients said that sending goose feather gifts from thousands of miles away is light and affectionate, but old Zhangtou is planning to ask Wen Heng to send a stone thousands of miles away, or the kind of stubborn stone on the side of the road. Wen Heng picked up the stone from old Zhangtou with his usual expression.The stone was only half the size of a palm, and Wen Heng carefully put it in the cloth pocket used for begging.

"Excuse me, what is the name of your relatives and where do they live in Jinling City?" There must be an address for delivering things. If Jinling City is small, that's all. If the city is large, there is no address to find someone. Difficult.

"No. [-] Feilong Road, you give this stone to a man named Zhang Xiuning. Remember, it's fine if you don't give it. If you want to give it, you must hand it to Zhang Xiuning." The old man stared at Wen Heng seriously, "No one else can touch him except him."

Wen Heng hesitated for a moment: "May I ask what kind of features Zhang Xiuning has? What if someone pretends to be Zhang Xiuning?" He didn't know Zhang Xiuning, what if someone else claimed it? Although he felt that no one would claim this broken stone.

Wen Heng's question stung Lao Zhang's head. He puffed several puffs of cigarettes, and finally exhaled a long smoke ring: "You will know when you go." It's mysterious, you'll know it when you go there, Wen Heng thinks he can know the shit.

"Thank you, old man, for making the cart. It's very useful." Wen Heng wanted to be courteous, but Lao Zhangtou had already waved him off.He was sitting on a wooden chair leisurely smoking a pipe, squinting his eyes and basking in the warm autumn sun.As an old man, Lao Zhangtou had a much easier life than Lao Wentou.

Lao Zhangtou also tied a strong rope to the front of the cart, and wrapped the middle of the rope with a firm cloth strap.Wen Heng bowed his hands to Lao Zhang's head, and then dragged the cart forward slowly.

The newly made trolley is very easy to use, and it is very labor-saving to use.The specially reinforced wheels made a unique 'creaking' sound on the road. Wen Heng felt that this scooter could last for a long time.The cart was very wide, wider than the straw mats they slept on. Wen Heng thought he could add a roof to the cart so that it could withstand the wind and rain for a while.

Old Zhangtou opened his eyes and looked at Wen Heng's disappearing back, he sighed a long time: "Don't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame your bad luck."

Wen Heng didn't hear what old Zhangtou said. He dragged the cart back to the temple. He yelled a few times, thinking that the dog would happily come out to see the new cart.Who knows that no one is there.

Wen Heng sat on the stone in front of the ruined temple and rested for a while, somewhere, he felt that Gouzi should visit old Wentou.He looked at the cart, no one would steal it if the cart was placed in front of the ruined temple, but after thinking about it, he took out the straw mat they slept on and put it on the cart to cover it.

Gouzi really came to see Old Wentou. He took a wooden shovel and taro, and buried the taro seeds in front of Old Wentou's grave.While burying and returning, he was talking to Lian Wushang.Lian Wushang stood gracefully on the hillside, he was looking at the fluttering reed flowers.The leopard lay beside Gouzi half dead, occasionally moving its ears to show that he was still alive.

"Old Wentou used to love to eat taro. If he is still alive and sees so many taro, he must be very happy." Gouzi carefully put the taro into the pit.

"After a person dies, the soul will go to reincarnation. Unless there is obsession, it will not stay in this world." Lian Wushang said in a flat tone, "He probably won't be able to eat the taro you planted." Gouzi blinked, why? I think Mr. Lian is as crow-mouthed as Ah Heng.

"Knowing that he won't be able to eat, this is our heart. In fact, what we planted is just our obsession." Wen Heng wandered up from the small road, and he waved at Lian Wushang with a smile on his face. Waving, "Health is better"

Lian Wushang smiled faintly: "It's much better. I'm back when things are done."

Wen Heng naturally took out a piece of roasted taro from his pocket and handed it to Lian Wushang, then took the shovel in Gouzi's hand and started planting taro: "Well, the old Zhangtou from Beixiang made a very beautiful cart for me. We, Gouzi and I can walk to Qingcheng Town, but there is a cart, which can somewhat protect us from the wind and rain."

The taro in Lian Wushang's hand still had Wen Heng's body temperature, and he held the soft taro: "Wen Heng, would you mind taking me in for a while?"

Hearing that Gouzi Baozi and Wen Heng both looked at Lian Wushang.

Lian Wushang still looked indifferent, as if the words that asked the beggar to take him in just now were not what he said.

"Aren't you looking for the younger generation who made mistakes in your family?" Wen Heng remembered that Lian Wushang said that he came out to find the younger generation who made mistakes in his family.

Lian Wushang calmly said: "Strictly speaking, he is not my immediate relative, he is already a very partial relative. He has parents, but his parents can't control him. I can't find it. I found it, but I didn’t look for it anymore. After a while, he will go back by himself when he gets bored.”

The leopard's golden eyes were bigger than a copper bell, and his mouth could barely close.He must have seen a fake Lian Wushang!If someone said to Leopard two months ago: "Yo, Lian Wushang will give up chasing and killing you." Leopard would beat him until he couldn't even recognize his mother.

"Aren't you going home? Your family will be worried about you." Wen Heng heard his heart beating like thunder, and he had to stop what he was doing and supported his body with a wooden shovel.

"I'm the only one at home. Is it inconvenient to take me in?" Lian Wushang lowered her eyes, looking a little aggrieved.

"No, no, no!" Gouzi and Wen Heng waved their hands simultaneously, "Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome!"

"It's just that we are going to Qingcheng Town, which is far away. I'm afraid you won't be able to take it. But there is a cart, so you can lie on the cart, and I can drag you along." Wen Heng blushed, and he was determined. Said, "I have nothing to do with Gouzi eating and sleeping in the open, but I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. But I will protect you and Gouzi."

Gouzi patted his weak chest: "There is still me and me. Old Wentou said that I can still grow taller, and I will become a person stronger than Ah Heng in the future. Don't worry, Mr. Lian, with me here , no one dares to bully you."

The leopard looked at the two beggars who had been beaten like chicken blood without love: idiot, you will all cry in the future!

Wen Heng was quite happy, really, he had never been so happy since he woke up.It was just because Lian Wushang said that he would stay for a while.Wen Heng felt that he was about to fly, he was in a great mood, and soon planted a few rows of taro.

After compacting the soil, Wen Heng put two roasted yams in a broken bowl in front of Old Wentou's grave.It was a parting gift for old Wentou. If they had the opportunity to return to Xiaoyan Town in the future, they would come back to pay homage to old Wentou.

"Gouzi, did you leave anything behind?" Wen Heng asked Ergou, Ergou smiled and showed his white teeth: "I have brought them all." They took away even the straw mats that could be taken away from the ruined temple.

Gouzi rushed to the cart in three steps and sat down in two: "Let's go!"

Wen Heng put on the hemp rope, leaned on the begging stick, and slowly but steadily pulled up the cart. "Crack—creak—" the wheels of the cart made a slight sound.

The wind blew the reeds and rattled, and in the bright autumn sun, Wen Heng dragged the cart and started on the road.There was a straw mat on the cart, and Ergou, Lian Wushang, and a limp leopard were sitting on it.Their bags were wrapped in rags and rested on the corner of the cart.Old Zhangtou specially made a baffle over there, unless the car overturned, nothing inside would be able to fall out.

To go to Qingcheng Town, you have to pass through an official road outside Xiaoyan Town. Next to the official road is a lush forest.The official roads in Yuling Realm are built by ordinary people, and every fifty miles there will be a post station for businessmen to take a rest.

There was a small post station beside the official road outside Xiaoyan Town. When Wen Heng dragged the cart past, he saw a few tall horses standing in front of the post station.The big maroon horse snorted, and its four strong hooves made the dirt under its feet rattle.

Gouzi was very envious: "Look, Ah Heng, it's Ma Ye. When we get rich, we can also buy a few horses so that the horses can drag the cart!"

Wen Heng, who was pulling the cart: "Okay, when you have money in the future, all the money will be in your hands, and you can buy as many horses as you want."

The dog immediately fell into a sweet distress: "Ah, leave it to me, then I won't buy a horse. The horse is too troublesome, it needs to be fed and excreted, and the key is expensive..."

Gouzi was already dreaming and didn't know where he flew.

Wen Heng just laughed, he didn't have a copper coin on him, and he still wanted to buy a horse, which is more or less like a cow or a horse.Lian Wushang was much more reserved, he couldn't help smiling, it really infected the whole world with his smile.When Wen Heng turned around, he happened to see this smile, his heartbeat couldn't stop if he was going to die.

"Okay, you guys go back." Out of the post station came out five big men dressed in uniform black clothes, with gold inlaid waist rings around their waists and waist knives.This leading man is taller than Wen Heng, tall and strong, with a serious face.At first glance, he looked like a Lianjiazi in the mortal world.

After the five people came out three more, the leader of the three was a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face with bandages on his arms.Taking a closer look, isn't this Detective Zhu? Detective Zhu also wanted to be more serious, but he fell and lost two front teeth, and his words leaked out.

"Lord Jin, take care." Detective Zhu tried his best to keep a serious face, but his face was ridiculous no matter how you looked at it.The big man in the lead was probably the Shangfeng of Shangfeng who was arrested by Zhu Kuai. He waved his hand impatiently: "Let's go."

Wen Heng dragged the cart and creaked across the official road in front of them, blocking most of the official road.Lord Jin roared: "Officials handle the case, idlers wait to make way!"

He reined in the horse fiercely, and the strong bay red horse neighed to the sky, with extraordinary momentum.

"Oh." After receiving the order, Wen Heng slowly dragged his car to the side of the road.Gouzi looked at Mr. Jin with sparkling eyes, and he was very excited: "Ah Heng, Ah Heng, look, they are so majestic! Wow, it's the same as what the storyteller said!"

When Mr. Jin passed by, he turned his head and glanced at Wen Heng and the others with disdain, his eyes turned...turned...turned...

I'm sorry, I couldn't turn around, his gaze was completely fixed on Lian Wushang's face.

"Hey——" The poor bay red horse was stopped abruptly again, Master Jin turned the horse's head and walked towards Wen Heng and the others.He looked at Lian Wushang with burning eyes: "This gentleman, what's your name?" Lian Wushang's expression was indifferent, and he ignored Mr. Jin.

"Boss, we have to go on the road." A man behind Master Jin called him.Master Jin jumped off the horse, he looked at Lian Wushang eagerly: "I hit it off with Mr., I wonder if I will have the honor to talk with Mr. at night by candlelight?"

Before Lian Wushang could speak, Wen Heng laughed first: "No time."

Mr. Jin is used to being arrogant, and he is full of violence. When he saw himself being bullied by a beggar, he immediately got angry from his heart.He drew out his waist knife and pressed it against Wen Heng's chest: "I'm talking to a beauty, why are you interrupting?"

The author has something to say: the establishment of a sect has finally taken its first step, and it has left Xiaoyan Town.Without old Wen Tou, with Lian Wushang and Wen Bao added, more and more people will appear around Wen Heng in the future.Today, I also want to give a thumbs up to Mr. Master.