I picked up skill fragments in the demon world

Chapter 203 The Ruthless Little Mister

The storyteller was unwilling to pass on the message, fearing trouble and pursuit by the Zhong family, but some people were not afraid. Because in this world, some things are more terrifying than death, such as: hunger.

Every place has beggars, especially in ancient times, beggars were even more ubiquitous.

Pingbian Wangfu governs three prefectures and eighteen counties, and Gou Lan County, where Zhang Chen is located, is one of the six major counties under Lanting County, one of the eighteen counties.

And Zhang Chen thought of a force: the Beggar Clan.

In every county, the Beggar Clan is the largest network of power.

However, finding the Beggar Clan is not easy, especially since Zhang Chen doesn't know much about them. But he is not without countermeasures. As long as he paves the way with money and keeps asking beggars on the roadside, he will eventually find them.

Just as Zhang Chen was about to look for beggars and inquire bit by bit, Miss Xie Lingyun arrived.

The means of the Inspection Department are all-pervasive. Zhang Chen had just arrived in Gou Lan County and moved in when the Inspection Department had already found his trace.

Zhang Chen was sitting in front of the window drinking tea when suddenly the door opened automatically. Xie Lingyun, dressed in men's clothing and with a heroic appearance, walked into the room: "I say, boy, you are not efficient in your work. Didn't I tell you to come and find me as soon as you entered the county? Why haven't I seen any action from you? Instead, you ran here to stay? I am your sister, do you still need to be so distant with me when you come here?"

Zhang Chen put down his teacup and, facing Xie Lingyun, who was scolding him like a machine gun, could only helplessly stand up and bow to Xie Lingyun: "Wasn't I delayed by something? And I am currently in trouble and don't want to involve my sister."

"Our friendship is deep. If you say the word 'trouble', then you are being too distant." Xie Lingyun sat at the table and poured herself a bowl of tea:

"Your trouble is just the Pingbian Wangfu. As long as you enter the Inspection Department, we can still protect you."

"It's not the Pingbian Wangfu," Zhang Chen said.

"Then what else is there?" Xie Lingyun asked in surprise.

Zhang Chen hesitated for a moment, but he didn't hide anything and directly told her about the Tomb of the Emperor's Daughter. After all, this matter couldn't be hidden for too long and Xie Lingyun would find out sooner or later. Moreover, the tomb contained great dangers. If Xie Lingyun led people into it, it would be troublesome.

As expected, Xie Lingyun was shocked when she heard Zhang Chen's words: "What? You actually dug into the depths of the tomb with Zhong Xiang? And you were all cursed?"

Zhang Chen said with a wry smile: "That curse is very overbearing. You should know my methods, but when faced with that curse, I can only surrender and be captured, without any resistance. I'm afraid that even a twelfth-order deity would be invaded by the power of that curse."

Speaking of this, Zhang Chen looked at Xie Lingyun: "I am telling you this to let you know that you must not be blinded by that tomb. There may not be any good fortune in that tomb, but there is a peerless demon god sealed within. If you accidentally get trapped in it, I'm afraid even immortals will have difficulty saving you!"

Xie Lingyun shook her head when she heard this: "Investigating the tomb is our duty. I must immediately report this to my father and ask him to take action. Your cultivation and vision are still too low. What is a terrifying trouble for you is actually nothing to those Yang Shen experts."

Xie Lingyun asked in detail about the things in the tomb, and then she was about to get up and leave.

"Sister, wait, I still have something I need your help with." Zhang Chen quickly called out to her when he saw that Xie Lingyun was about to leave.

"What is it?" Xie Lingyun said.

"I want to find the leader of the beggars in Gou Lan County," Zhang Chen said.

Xie Lingyun didn't ask what Zhang Chen wanted to find the leader of the beggars for, but directly said: "You come with me."

The two of them passed through street after street and came to a small alley. The alley was filled with small stalls, and it was very lively with people coming and going, but the people shuttling through the alley were all ragged and emaciated, looking like poor people.

Zhang Chen and Xie Lingyun walked in the alley, like cranes standing among chickens. The passersby looked at Xie Lingyun's luxurious clothes and all retreated to the side respectfully, looking down at their toes, not daring to look at her more than once.

The two of them came to a small two-story restaurant. The waiter looked at Xie Lingyun's luxurious clothes and quickly trot over to greet her with a bow: "Young master, please come upstairs."

"A pot of tea, eight signature dishes." Xie Lingyun casually threw a piece of silver into the waiter's arms.

"Please follow me." The waiter led Zhang Chen and Xie Lingyun upstairs. There were not a few people on the second floor, about seven or eight tables of guests, drinking and playing finger-guessing games, which was very lively. Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them stepped onto the pavilion, the pavilion was instantly silent. Then there was the sound of tables and chairs moving. The next moment, all the drinking guests bowed to Xie Lingyun and ran downstairs to pay their bills.

"Let's sit here." Xie Lingyun pointed to the table by the window.

The waiter was now holding a brand new rag in his hand, wiping the table again and again, before inviting Zhang Chen and Xie Lingyun to sit down.

After the waiter retreated, Zhang Chen looked at Xie Lingyun with a surprised expression: "Why did they leave before they finished eating?"

"Because they are afraid of getting into trouble," Xie Lingyun said.

Zhang Chen was puzzled: "Tell me more."

"As you know, to nobles, ordinary people are like chickens and dogs. The reason why they left in a hurry is because once the nobles get angry, or if their voices or words accidentally offend the nobles, they will definitely end up with their families destroyed and their lives ruined. Therefore, staying away from nobles is also a means of survival for the people at the bottom," Xie Lingyun said these words without any joy or sorrow, as if she was talking about everyday matters, a very normal thing.

And Zhang Chen looked at the clothes on his body. Because he was afraid of attracting too much attention when entering the county, he changed into coarse linen clothes.

Zhang Chen looked at his clothes and couldn't help but smile wryly, because he could also be considered a member of the ordinary people.

"Don't think so much. You are different from them. You are a god! Even when facing any noble, you can treat them as equals." Xie Lingyun said to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen shook his head: "I am not lamenting my identity, because I know that identity and status are actually given by strength. As long as I have strength, what if I am a slave? Even the emperor will have to treat me with respect. I am just lamenting the difficulty of this world!"

As he spoke, Zhang Chen poured a cup of water for Xie Lingyun. Xie Lingyun subconsciously picked up the tea, but after looking at the cup and the tea, she chose to put it down silently.

Zhang Chen saw Xie Lingyun's action and didn't say anything. He knew that Xie Lingyun was disgusted by the fly restaurant.

Zhang Chen picked up his teacup and silently took a sip, looking at Xie Lingyun, who was like a fairy who did not eat the food of the mortal world. The noble aura emanating from her body seemed out of place in this small restaurant. He felt inexplicably that there was an invisible chasm between them. He and Xie Lingyun were like people from two different worlds, one on the shore and the other in the mud, even though they were sitting together at this moment.

Xie Lingyun, being who she was, seemed to have noticed the change in the atmosphere. She retracted her gaze from outside the window, her eyes meeting Zhang Chen's, and then she lowered her head to look at the teacup. She raised the cup with her slender hand, took a silent sip, and praised, "Hmm, the taste is beyond my expectations, not bad!"

Zhang Chen was stunned, looking at Xie Lingyun in surprise. The originally invisible chasm suddenly disappeared at this moment. Xie Lingyun seemed to have stepped one foot into the mud from the shore, standing together with Zhang Chen.

"You really are beyond my expectations," Zhang Chen said, looking at Xie Lingyun.

"No, to be precise, you underestimated my desire to be friends with you!" Xie Lingyun blinked her big eyes at Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen believed Xie Lingyun's words because Xie Lingyun at this moment was pure, kind, and innocent. She would never lie at this time and treated people with a sincere heart.

"I said I wanted to find the beggar leader of Gou Lan County, but you brought me to eat, and even to this kind of small restaurant. Could it be that the beggar leader is in the restaurant?" Zhang Chen asked.

Xie Lingyun shook her head: "The beggar leader is not in the restaurant, but he appears in front of the stall across the street every day."

Xie Lingyun pointed to a 'offal' stall not far away. In 21st-century terms, offal was lamb and beef tripe.

Zhang Chen's eyes looked at the distant stall. The vendor skillfully cut various organs and steamed them in the brine.

While the two were talking, all eight dishes had been served, along with a pot of old wine.

All eight dishes were substantial dishes, such as braised pork and stewed pig's head, but neither Zhang Chen nor Xie Lingyun touched their chopsticks. Instead, their eyes were fixed on the street.

At this moment, a figure flickered on the street, and a figure in a yellow robe appeared, walking slowly on the street. The yellow-robed man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, clean and tidy, and looked about forty years old. His hair was neatly combed. At this moment, he came to the brine stall, sat down at the offal stall, ordered a portion of offal, and sat in front of the stall, happily blowing on the hot air.

"Could this person be the beggar leader?" Zhang Chen asked.

Xie Lingyun shook her head and smiled bitterly: "No! He is just an accident! This person is one of the top masters of Confucianism, the Little Master, known as the youngest great scholar of Confucianism. He obtained half of the true inheritance of the academy and was accepted as a disciple by the Great Master on behalf of his teacher, becoming the pillar of Confucianism, presiding over the major affairs of the academy. This person must be here for Chen Sanliang."

Zhang Chen was shocked upon hearing this: "This person is the Little Master? Why would he come here to eat... eat something that even nobles disdain?"

"He is a freak in Confucianism! Although this person is not as bold as Chen Sanliang, he is also a person who has broken the rules of the outside world but established rules in his heart. Otherwise, he would not be so free and easy. Eight years ago, he came to Gou Lan County. At that time, he was responsible for persuading Chen Sanliang to return to the academy. He accidentally passed by this place and fell in love with the offal here. Later, every time he came to the Northern Territory, he would come here."

Zhang Chen looked at the Little Master with a surprised expression, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He never imagined that there would be such a strange person in the world.

A golden light flashed in Zhang Chen's eyes, and his gaze fell on the Little Master opposite him. Suddenly, he was shocked because the Little Master was surrounded by a layer of vast white light, which was much thicker than Chen Sanliang's.

If the light around this person was like a blazing sun, then the light on Chen Sanliang was just a firefly.

"This is a true great cultivator with knowledge and his own thoughts," Zhang Chen thought to himself in shock. This person had vast spiritual power and must have mastered the cultivation method of the Yin God, but he didn't know what level he had cultivated to.

"What level of existence is he?" Zhang Chen asked.

"I don't know! No one has seen him make a move. Those who have seen him make a move are all dead," Xie Lingyun said. "You must not underestimate him. It is said that this person has comprehended the power of 'words become law.' Even my father commented that this person was born in the wrong era. If he was born in the era of gods and demons, he would definitely be an immortal giant."

Just as the two were talking, a ragged beggar walked down the street. The beggar walked slowly, and when he passed the offal stall, his eyes looked at the Little Master. The next moment, he suddenly窜over, spitting mouthfuls of saliva directly into the Little Master's bowl.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Chen was so shocked by this scene that his hair stood on end: "Are there people who court death like this?"

This beggar is tired of living!

Even Xie Lingyun on the side was stunned and speechless for a moment.

Sure enough, the Little Master stared blankly at his bowl of lamb tripe, then looked at the beggar, his eyes filled with confusion.

The beggar smiled cheekily at the Little Master and said, "Sir, are you still eating this bowl of lamb soup? If you don't eat it, how about giving it to me?"

"I'll fuck your mother! You're trying to play tricks on your grandpa?" The Little Master came back to his senses and saw that the beggar was about to take his bowl. He was immediately furious and slapped the beggar to the ground, his eyes filled with stars and unable to get up.

The Little Master was still not satisfied. He cursed and directly rode on the beggar, not minding the dirt on the beggar's body, and slapped him repeatedly, turning the beggar's face into a pig's head.

Then, the Little Master released the beggar and sat back in his seat. However, the beggar was not angry at this time, but smiled obsequiously and said, "Sir, you hit well! Since you hit me, then give this bowl of mutton soup to me."

"Boy, you listen carefully, your grandpa has never been one to suffer losses. You open your eyes wide and watch how your grandpa eats it for you! You want to eat my offal, you're dreaming." The Little Master widened his eyes, picked up his chopsticks, stirred the offal, and actually ate it without changing his expression.

He not only ate it, but also ate it with relish.

"Hmm, you know what, it really tastes good." The Little Master ate with gusto, praising as he ate.

The beggar was stunned, his face blank, as if he had never encountered such a rogue before.

Upstairs in the pavilion,

Zhang Chen's stomach was churning, and Xie Lingyun on the side even started to retch: "Ugh..."

"I have never admired anyone, but this guy is an exception!" Zhang Chen quickly picked up his teacup and took a sip, suppressing the nausea in his heart.