Old Man's Begging Stick

In the small dilapidated temple, Old Wentou and Ergouzi were lying and humming. Old Wentou broke his arm while running, and Ergouzi was beaten by the three tigers until his whole body was bruised.

Ah Heng lit a fire and boiled a pot of hot water. He was cleaning the wounds of Ergou and Old Wentou.Er Gou broke two ribs, but he is still young and recovering slowly.

Old Wentou is a bit difficult to deal with. He injured his arm, and his bones are brittle when he gets old. Unless he uses spiritual energy to straighten out his veins and repair his bones.

What is aura? Ah Heng sat by the fire in a daze, he always felt that he had forgotten many things.

"Aheng, so you are so powerful." Er Gouzi felt that Aheng was like a god when he fell in front of him to protect him, but there must be no such poor and frustrated gods in the world.

Ah Heng looked at his palm, and then his eyes fell on the begging stick.The black begging stick stretched straight up to Ah Heng's waist, with a fist-sized bump on the upper end, and Ah Heng's hand fell on this bump.In fact, he himself didn't know how he was able to go so fast just now, he always felt that... he could go faster.

"Ah Heng is probably a fallen hero who was framed by a slut, and has no memory." Old Wen shook his head, "I still think you are born to be a beggar, maybe I was wrong... Ouch..."

Ah Heng smiled lightly: "I...don't remember." I don't remember anything, everything in the past is blank, and there are only a few scattered words in my mind.

"Old Wentou, did you just see the three tigers and their crap? Hahahaha...cough coughcough..." Er Gouzi was overwhelmed with joy and sorrow.

Aheng held him down: "You lie down, you both need to rest. I'll go find herbs and food for you." Eating steamed buns alone is not enough nutrition, and Aheng is going to go to the forest to buy some game and come back.He saw a hunter this morning hunting wild animals in the mountains and going to the town to exchange money, so he could do it too.

Ah Heng closed the door of the ruined temple, and walked slowly towards the mountains and forests.His speed is extremely slow, and he wobbles when he walks, giving people a feeling that his legs and feet are not clumsy.If it weren't for a begging stick in his hand, he probably could only crawl slowly on the ground.

Outside Xinghualou, a century-old apricot tree was blown up by a beggar with a stick. It didn't take long for the owner of Xinghualou to know the news.The treasure of the town store was destroyed by someone, and everyone would be furious, but the owner of Xinghualou saw an unusual business opportunity: "Go find that beggar! Go!"

The waiter in the shop was angry: "I found it, break his legs and feet!" The middle-aged round-faced boss came up and called the waiter out of his head: "It's almost the same as breaking your legs, that beggar can break the magic blessing with a stick!" The ancient tree, you can be his opponent! Invite him here respectfully! Do you know if you invite him!"

The shop waiters came out in a file, and the round-faced boss walked up and down in the hall with a smile on his face: "It really didn't take much effort. I was thinking about how to deal with the surname Yu before, but now the big killer is here. Hahahaha"

The accountant of Xinghualou stroked his goatee and said worriedly: "Then Yu Tong has always wanted to annex our Xinghualou because of the support of the Bliss Sect behind him, and he doesn't know when our ancestor Mu will be able to retreat. There is no news from the side, or the surname Yu could hit us."

The round-faced boss sighed: "Mu Patriarch is the only foundation-building expert in my family, I only hope she can form the alchemy smoothly. As long as I treat this beggar politely, Yu Tong won't dare to openly seek trouble." The owner of the face, whose surname is Mu, has always been at odds with the owner of the town next door, whose surname is Yu. The two sides have always wanted to annex each other to expand their own power.

In this world where anyone who has a spiritual root can cultivate immortals, there are too many cultivators who have their own influence in the mortal world.Sometimes those who sell sesame seed cakes on the side of the road will also have their ancestors who protect them in the fairy gate.At this time, most mortals can only lament why they cannot cultivate immortals without spiritual roots. Compared with human beings, monks are like clouds and mud.

Old Wentou has been begging in Xiaoyan Town, and many people know where this old beggar lives.When the waiter in Xinghualou found the ruined temple, Old Wen Tou and Er Gouzi trembled, coming, calling for their lives!

Ah Heng walked around in the forest, and then came out dragging a white-fronted worm.He hadn't been in for a long time, when he happened to meet the tiger pounced on him. Aheng hit it on the forehead with a stick, and it fell down after only one stroke. Then he found a rope to tie it firmly. Stopped, and then just... dragged back all the way.

The tiger was completely dead, its limbs were intact, only its head was limp, and its skull was broken by Ah Heng's stick.Ah Heng walked slowly on the road, he felt that his speed and strength were very strange, as if they were engraved in his bones.

When the tiger rushed over just now, he thought that he would be killed by the tiger, but at that moment, he swung his stick just like that.Such a huge head was like a small milk melon, and it shattered with a single 'poof'.If it wasn't wrapped in tiger skin, the blood would probably splatter far away.

Ah Heng walked slowly, and saw a group of people outside the ruined temple walking towards him from a distance.The leader was Ergou, and Ergou yelled: "Aheng!! You are lucky! The boss of Xinghualou wants you to go back to be a guard! Oh, what are you dragging in your hand?"

While talking, Xiao Er and the others only saw a tall but thin man with his back slightly arched. He looked like a zombie, but he was indeed alive.

The shop clerk shrugged his shoulders and secretly said to the people around him: "Why is this guy so infiltrating? You can't be a person in the magic way." The companion next to him replied: "Don't talk nonsense, this guy is very capable at first glance. , did you see what he was dragging?"

Ah Heng dragged the tiger to the front of the ruined temple, and then dropped the rope in his hand. He said slowly, "As soon as I entered the woods, I met a tiger. You can tear it down, and make it up for Old Wen and yourself." repair."

Er Gou was dumbfounded. He looked at the tiger who was bigger than him and collapsed and said, "Aheng, are you Biao! You are better at catching a chicken than a tiger!"

Ah Heng is innocent: "I...haven't met a chicken."

Ergou is even more innocent: "I don't know how to tear down tigers..."

The waiter at Xinghualou Shop and the others are already dumbfounded. This beggar is too powerful, right?

When the waiter looked at Ah Heng's face again, the sense of superiority he still had had disappeared.He stepped forward and said, "This...a strong man. Our owner of Xinghualou wants to invite you to have a cup of tea in Xinghualou. I wonder if you are free?"

Ah Heng asked back: "Does Xinghualou accept tigers?"

The shop clerk was stunned for a moment, and then smiled all over his face: "Accepted! Accepted!" Just kidding, Xinghualou would be an idiot if he didn't accept such a big tiger.

Ah Heng raised his eyelids, and Xiao Er saw his eyeballs. His eyeballs were brown, a very ordinary color, but the shape of the eyes was particularly beautiful.

A Heng said: "I'm going to take Ergou and Old Wentou, if your boss doesn't agree, that's fine."

The waiter patted his thigh: "Look at what you said, I can make the decision if our boss agrees to such a trivial matter! Xinghualou has prepared a thin banquet, please give me a favor"

Old Wentou burst into tears: "My old man... My old man has lived for so many years, and finally became a master." The owner of Xinghualou even found two people to lift old Wentou, and Old Wentou was very moved.

Er Gou was even more moved: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Compared with these two worthless beggars, Ah Heng's aura is simply astonishing.He was able to drag the tiger ahead without making a fuss, and the waiter didn't dare to talk to him anymore.

When I came to the entrance of Xinghualou again, the trees at the entrance had been cleared away, leaving only a short stump telling what happened just now.The waiter had already sent someone to notify Boss Mu. Boss Mu heard that the beggar could kill a tiger with his bare hands. He and the old accountant were waiting at the door early.

Seeing Ah Heng approaching, Boss Mu hurried up to meet him: "This chivalrous man has extraordinary strength, I don't know where he came from, but next to him is Mu Chuanfeng, the boss of Xinghualou."

Aheng threw the tiger at the door of Xinghualou, leaning on a begging stick and looking at Boss Mu.Suddenly he saw a few pictures, saying that the pictures were not accurate, it should be a small scene.

Boss Mu and Mr. Accountant collapsed on the ground, a blood hole was opened in the chest, bright red and thick blood overflowed from the hole, Boss Mu and Mr. Accountant were completely dead.The signboard of Xinghualou fell heavily on the ground in the fire, and everything was engulfed by the flames.

Ah Heng was in a trance for a while, he looked at Boss Mu and Mr. Accountant, the same gray mist appeared on the faces of the two men as old Wen's head.Ah Heng didn't understand what this meant before, but now he was sure of one thing - the lives of Boss Mu and Mr. Accountant were coming to an end.

For the time being, he could only see how they died, but he didn't know why they died.

"A strong man and a strong man" Mu Boss Ah Heng was in a daze. He waved his hand in a low voice, "Dare to ask the strong man's name?"

Ah Heng looked at Old Wen and then at Boss Mu, he said slowly, "I'm not a strong man, just a villain in the mountains. You can just call me Ah Heng."

The moment he turned around and saw Old Wentou, Ah Heng saw the old Wentou who had lost his vitality in the ruined temple, and Ah Heng suddenly had an epiphany.He didn't doubt the authenticity of what he saw, he was sure that what he saw would really happen, and the deaths of these people were imminent.

"Come, come, come in, please come in." Boss Mu greeted Ah Heng enthusiastically. He deeply decided that it was right for him to recruit Ah Heng. Talent must also be retained.With him here, why worry about playing tricks? The so-called ancestor in the Bliss Immortal Sect is just a disciple of the outer sect practicing Qi.Ah Heng seemed to be able to compete with Qi training, Boss Mu almost narrowed his eyes when he smiled.

Er Gou and Old Wen were enjoying the food, but Ah Heng, who was the main character, didn't move his chopsticks.Boss Mu was a little uncertain about Ah Heng's origin at the moment. He originally thought that a beggar who could be used for his own use with a meal might have a great background.

Ah Heng has his own thinking, and it seems that someone is telling him that God's will cannot be violated.

It's like he clearly saw the way of old Wen Tou and Boss Mu's death, but he couldn't interfere too much.It may sound heartless to say this, but Ah Heng's heart is calm, as if he is used to seeing life and death.

"Strong man Ah Heng, but it's not to your taste." Boss Mu was a little embarrassed. He greeted Ah Heng and said, "What do you want to eat?" This is the first time a dog has eaten something so delicious.

Aheng glanced at Ergou, and there was no gray mist on Ergou's face, which proved that there would be no problem with him.

Boss Mu and Mr. Accountant exchanged a look, it seems that they want to make a big move, this beggar cannot be bought with ordinary things.The accountant got up and went out for a while, and when he came back, he was holding a jade box in his hand.Strange to say, as soon as the jade box was taken out, Ah Heng couldn't help but stare at the jade box. He could feel a powerful aura hovering in the jade box.

Boss Mu took the jade box and respectfully pushed it in front of A Heng: "Master A Heng, this is my little thought. If you agree to be my Xinghualou's guard, it will be yours."

Ah Heng opened the jade box, and there was an irregular oval-shaped stone in the jade box. A name immediately popped up in Ah Heng's mind: "Lingshi..." Boss Mu and Mr. Accountant looked at each other, and they could recognize it at a glance. Out of the spirit stone, this Ah Heng might be a cultivator.

Ah Heng stretched out his hand to touch this spirit stone, and a strong spiritual energy rushed into Ah Heng's body instantly from between his fingers.Ah Heng felt much lighter in his body, but before he could savor it carefully, he heard a crackling sound.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the spirit stone had turned into powder, and the spiritual energy contained in a piece of spirit stone was absorbed by Ah Heng in an instant.

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