Mysterious mirror hanging high

Yuwen Baogefa was weak now, and there were several people on the opposite side. His two fists could not beat four hands, and soon the storage bag was snatched away and delivered to the hands of Lai Gou.

"Give me back..."

Before he could finish his words, the skinny monkey kicked him in the waist. Bamboo sticks and fists rained down on him. Yuwen Baoge could only hold his head and curl up like a shrimp.

These thugs were extremely cunning in their attacks, targeting soft spots and joints. The pain was so severe that his vision went black, and it seemed as if several of his ribs were broken.

The moonlight in the City God Temple condensed into a frosty color. Yuwen Baoge curled up under the altar, listening to the cracking of his ribs.

The mangy dog ​​clutched the storage bag he had torn off from his waist, his three white eyes gleaming dimly under the oil lamp.

"Bad luck!" The mangy dog ​​spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and rubbed the gold thread on the bag with his thumb:

"This purse looks very valuable, why is it so light and silent?" As he said this, he turned the storage bag upside down and shook it violently, but not even a grain of silver fell out.

There is a world of secrets in the storage bag, and it is naturally difficult for mortals to see the mystery. The mangy dog ​​has a mortal body and is guarding a treasure mountain without knowing it. He just treats the purse as a decoration, hangs it around his waist, and slowly walks to Yuwen Baoge who is curled up on the ground.

The middle-aged man squatted down and pulled Yuwen Baoge's hair, saying with a smile:

"The pretty boy has delicate skin and tender flesh." She patted his cheek with her calloused hand. "Starting tomorrow, follow Skinny Monkey and learn to sing the auspicious song for the New Year celebrations. Then go to the West Market of the Green Snake Gang. If you can't collect thirty cents..."

A rusty knife suddenly stabbed between his fingers. "I'll chop off one of your fingers as interest."

"Alright, alright, from now on we're all brothers..."

Old Li came over with a smile to smooth things over and dragged Yuwen Baoge, who was like a dead dog, to the outermost part of the City God Temple. The mangy dog ​​was a little sleepy at this time, so he waved his hand and went to the inner room of the temple to rest.

In the middle of the night, Yuwen Baoge was lying alone at the outermost edge of the dilapidated temple. It was the twelfth lunar month, and although it had not snowed, the cold wind was like a knife, still penetrating into Yuwen Baoge's body and making him shiver.

Although I had a straw mat begged from Old Li, how could it protect me from the cold wind in December?

In addition to not having eaten for a whole day, Yuwen Baoge was now extremely weak and felt that he was about to die.

"So this is what it's like to be a mortal?"

Yuwen Baoge pondered, "I begged for that money with all my dignity, and now I haven't even gotten a single penny... That mangy dog ​​is just sleeping in the temple, and countless beggars are constantly making money for him... It's really unfair!"

But he suddenly thought of Yuwen Baoding, and thought about how his younger brother had been busy running around in the early years for a little bit of spiritual practice, while he could get it without any effort. He only needed to practice in seclusion and didn't have to worry about anything else. Suddenly, he had an epiphany and burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! So, that's how it is..."

Yuwen Baoge laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes: "Yes, this is really the cycle of fate, retribution is inevitable..."

"There's no difference between the world of immortal cultivation and the mundane world. I don't believe in the righteous path's set of rules of order, propriety, righteousness, and shame... I only believe in the law of the jungle. I used to be a strong one, but now I'm rebelling against Tian Gang. Are you thinking about the good things of the righteous path?"

"When I'm strong, I trample on the rules. When I'm weak, I hope the rules will restrain me... I've taken all the good things in the world. How could this be possible?"

He touched the broken ribs on his chest and laughed crazily:

"Well played, well played!"

At this time, Yuwen Baoge laughed very wantonly, but unfortunately most of the beggars in the temple were sleeping like dead pigs, snoring like thunder. Even if Yuwen Baoge did not suppress his laughter, it was nothing compared to the snoring sounds that came one after another, and no one was woken up.

"Kid, shut up!"

An old voice sounded. Yuwen Baoge looked closely and saw an old beggar with white hair and a patched jacket. It was Old Li.

Old Li glanced at the beggar who was sleeping soundly in the City God Temple, and moved quietly to Yuwen Baoge.

"Come, eat."

The old beggar took out a piece of oil-paper bag from his bosom, and inside it was a cold pancake.

Yuwen Baoge's eyes glowed green. The aroma of sesame seeds mixed with wheat on the pancakes was so tempting that it made him crazy. However, his expression was hesitant at this moment, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, not moving at all.

Seeing Yuwen Baoge stunned, Old Li tapped his forehead and said, "Eat it. My son died of starvation on the road fleeing famine. He was about your age... If a kind-hearted person had given him this piece of bread, he wouldn't have starved to death."

"Thank you so much." Yuwen Baoge picked up the pancake and devoured it ravenously, mumbling, "Old Li, I'll remember your kindness in receiving this pancake. When I overcome this calamity, I'll surely grant you a great fortune..."

"Bullshit good fortune!" Old Li cursed with a laugh. "You're half-dead... I see you have hands and feet, and you're a very talented person. Why do you want to beg? Wouldn't it be better to learn a skill than to hang out with the Toad Gang?"

"It's hard to put it into words..." Yuwen Baoge chewed the pancake, his eyes a little sore, but he was also a little puzzled: "Old Li, why are you so nice to me, a stranger?"

"One pancake is enough?" Old Li said with a smile. "That's because you're in trouble now, and you think a favor the size of a fingernail is greater than the sky. When you're successful in the future, even a thousand or ten thousand pancakes won't matter."

"I don't take your previous promise seriously. After all, I haven't been so kind over the years. I've seen many ungrateful people, and you're not the only one I need."

"This is truly a wonderful character." Yuwen Baoge said with a wry smile, "I am many years older than you, but I am not as insightful as a mortal like you."

He lowered his eyes and suddenly saw the old man's left hand with the missing ring finger - the wound was smooth and clean, clearly caused by a knife or an axe.

Old Li said, "This wasn't chopped off by a mangy dog... but this guy learned some martial arts at a martial arts school for a few days and has some pretty good boxing and kicking skills. That's why he's taken over the City God Temple. He's considered a major player among the beggars in Wenshan City. You shouldn't clash with him."

"Tomorrow, follow Skinny Monkey to the West Market. Be careful. Half of that area is occupied by the Green Snake Gang's begging territory. The two gangs have been fighting over this little piece of land for years, and bloodshed is commonplace."

"If you see the situation is not going well, run quickly. Don't just charge straight ahead. The mangy dog ​​said he would cut off your fingers if you couldn't get thirty cents. He was just trying to scare you. Don't fight the beggars from the Green Snake Gang for this!"

"Also, your injury hasn't healed yet. I'll go to the pharmacy in the city tomorrow to get you some medicine so you can get better faster. The money for the medicine is my private savings, so I have to pay it back. I'll give you a % interest. It's life-saving money, so don't think the interest is too high."

Old Li looked around and whispered, "Also, don't mess with Skinny Monkey. He's a wicked fellow with dirty hands. He occasionally steals the money that Mangy Dog has hidden. If you see him, don't tell anyone. He's Mangy Dog's number one confidant. If you complain, you'll end up getting yourself into trouble instead of getting anything done!"