I set up a stall to start the era of Gaowu

Zhou Yuan ignored him at first, and the old man pushed the way with the wooden stick in his hand.

"Brother, which branch do you belong to? Don't you know that this is my Master Hong's territory?"

"I don't care what you do, I'm hungry and can't walk!"

In fact, it wasn't that Zhou Yuan didn't want to move, or that his leg was forcibly broken just now, and it would cost him half his life to move at this moment.

The old man looked at him with a look of pity.

"Brother, it's a pity that you don't find a good place to beg like this!"

"I'm not a beggar, why beg?"

Zhou Yuan tested his body and didn't want to talk to the old man at all.

Seeing this, the old man also shook his head and sighed meaningfully.

"Little friend, why don't you join my gang of beggars, and I'll teach you the legendary martial arts skills!"

"Fuck off, I've always been the only one who teaches others, so it's your turn to teach me, a crappy old man."

Zhou Yuan suddenly became a little impatient. You must know that he had achieved his cultivation level only by setting up a street stall. Now that he was asked to make a comeback, no one would want to trick him into joining some beggar gang.

"Young and energetic, come to me when you figure it out!"

"I won't find you even if I die!"

Zhou Yuan cursed loudly, closed his eyes, and curled up to resist the night wind's attack.

Until the early morning of the next day, Zhou Yuan was already frozen unconscious
……

"My head hurts so much"

Zhou Yuan sat up with a splitting headache and found himself in a thatched hut, lying on a hard bed with a thin quilt covering his body, but fortunately there was a fire camp nearby for Zhou Yuan Yuan felt warm again.

"Uncle, you're awake~"

The immature calling sounded into Zhou Yuan's ears immediately. He looked for the sound and saw a child about six or seven years old with a torn coat on his body, holding a warm steamed bun in his hand.

"Uncle, you must be starving. Brother gave this to Xiaorui, but Xiaorui thinks uncle needs it more now!"

"Xiaorui, you said your name is Xiaorui?"

"Yes, uncle, my name is Fang Xiaorui, and my brother's name is Fang Yuan"

Zhou Yuan was completely stunned by the childish voice.

……

"Fang Yuan...Fang Xiaorui..."

"Xiaorui, why did you give your food to others again, you can't even get enough to eat yourself now!"

A hurried figure outside the door rushed to Fang Xiaorui's voice. This person was also Fang Yuan. He looked at the steamed bun in Zhou Yuan's hand, his eyes were full of panic.

"Brother, I think this uncle has been hungry for a long time, let's give him the steamed buns!"

Fang Yuan looked at his innocent younger sister and sighed.

"Forget it, I don't like steamed buns, you guys should eat them."

Zhou Yuan, who came to his senses, found that the two brothers and sisters were carved out of the same mold as himself, no matter in personality or language, they were almost the same.

"Uncle, don't lie, look, your stomach is rumbling all the time"

Zhou Yuan looked at his disappointing belly, and his face was suddenly full of embarrassment.

"Then I'll eat, what do you guys eat?"

"Begging in the street."

Fang Yuan said with a blank face, as if begging has long been a habit, and his words seemed so calm.

"Brat, it's time to pay back the money today!"

Suddenly a burly man broke in, followed by a few extremely obscene looking men.

"Brother...Brother..."

Fang Xiaorui hid behind Fang Yuan, her head tightly hidden in her clothes.