Old Man's Begging Stick

Boss Mu didn't expect that the spirit stone he sent out would become a waste product before being held in someone's hand. The corners of his mouth twitched and his expression changed.Boss Mu is not a cultivator, he only saw Ah Heng put his hand on the spirit stone, and the spirit stone turned to ashes.

He failed to see Ah Heng absorbing the spirit energy, but saw that his spirit stone had turned into ashes. He wiped his sweat: "Probably... probably because the spirit stone has been in the jade box for too long."

The spirit stone must have expired, otherwise how could it have turned from a transparent stone into a pile of off-white powder wood? The boss was embarrassed, and Ah Heng was even more embarrassed.

Ah Heng knew that he had absorbed the spirit energy, but he was unable to compensate Boss Mu for this low-grade spirit stone right now.

Spiritual stones contain a lot of spiritual energy, monks can use spiritual stones to practice, and they can also use spiritual stones to trade.Spirit stones are the currency of the cultivation world, and the spirit stone that Boss Mu took out is just the most common kind of spirit stone in the cultivation world.

But for mortals, having a spirit stone is already extremely difficult.

Ah Heng opened his mouth, and finally he said: "I'm sorry, I will compensate you for this spirit stone." Even though he knew Boss Mu didn't know the real reason why the spirit stone was damaged, Ah Heng didn't want to deceive him.

Boss Mu understood Ah Heng's meaning as soon as he rolled his eyes, and he waved his hand very generously: "No, no, this is the gift I want to give to the strong man Ah Heng."

Ah Heng said: "Sorry, I don't want to be a guard." Ah Heng inexplicably felt that if he became the guard of Xinghualou, he might encounter trouble, so he made up a lie: "I have no memory now, and I don't know Will there be enemies? It would be bad if Xinghualou is involved."

Boss Mu's expression suddenly became subtle, yes, Ah Heng is in such a miserable situation, maybe he really has enemies.But the food is eaten, and the spirit stone is spent, so it's impossible to get nothing, right? The accountant's face is also ugly, this beggar really doesn't know how to flatter him, he really doesn't want to eat a toast and eat fine wine.

Aheng looked at the two of them, and he said calmly again: "Although I can't be the guard of Xinghualou, if Xinghualou needs my help, you can go to Xiaomiao to find me. I will definitely help ...and the tiger at the door, even if it's worth today's wine money and spirit stones, what does Boss Mu think?"

Boss Mu and Mr. Accountant looked at each other and began to calculate in their minds.The apricot blossom tree has been destroyed, but it is just a tree. When the ancestor of the Wuji Immortal Sect returns, it will be fine to ask him to help urge another tree.Although it was a bit of a loss for this feast and a spirit stone for a tiger, Ah Heng had already agreed to help, so it seemed like it was not a loss.

"That's fine. A strong man is a dragon and a phoenix, and we have a good fortune today. If there is any need in Xinghualou in the future, we will ask the strong man to help." Boss Mu raised his glass again, and Ah Heng accepted it. Pick up the teacup and clink a cup with him.

Boss Mu stood on the second floor of Xinghua Building and looked at the three beggars who left. He sighed: "I can't see through..."

The accountant also sighed: "This Ah Heng has a stable heart, and he doesn't look like a demented and crazy person. How could he be reduced to begging?"

Boss Mu said: "He's probably a monk too, but his cultivation is based on chance. Maybe he encountered some hurdles that he didn't get over. I think it's better to get a promise from him today than to recruit a simple thug."

The accountant said: "If Yu Tong comes to make trouble, we will call Ah Heng in advance to help." Boss Mu said: "That's the only way to go."

Boss Mu's vision is not narrow, but it doesn't mean that other people's vision is wide.At this moment, Old Wentou and Er Gouzi began to scold Ah Heng from left to right.

The old Wen on the left shook his head and shook his head: "Are you stupid? What a great opportunity. If you promise Boss Mu, you won't beg for food in the future. You, a born beggar..."

Li Ergou on the right burped: "That's right, the food in Xinghualou is so delicious. If you become a guard and leave some food waste for me every day, Old Wentou and I won't go hungry. Fool ah!"

The old Wentou on the left is nagging again: "What a tiger, if you sell it, how much delicious food can we buy!" The old Wentou is still feeling sorry for the tiger. My heart... hurts so much.

The second dog on the right is holding the packaged delicious food: "But it's not bad, I've never eaten so much delicious food in my life, Ah Heng, I'll follow you from now on!"

Ah Heng looked at the old and the young with a smile: "Is the food delicious?"

Old Wentou and Ergou nodded simultaneously: "It's delicious! It's so delicious!"

A Heng said: "I admire you two."

Er Gouzi asked: "What do you admire us for?"

Ah Heng leaned on crutches slowly: "I admire you for remembering to eat but not to beat. If I remember correctly, both of you were injured, and you can still eat like this..."

"Oh, Ah Heng, my chest hurts, I can't walk anymore!" Er Gouzi hung on Ah Heng.

Old Wentou also stretched out his hand and grabbed Ah Heng's arm: "Ah Heng, my arm hurts, ah...it hurts so much, I don't want to go...ouch..."

Ah Heng said helplessly: "You two..." After seeing Ah Heng's strength to drag the tiger, Ergou and Old Wentou expressed that they would have something to rely on in the future.

We ate a delicious meal and packed some delicious food in the evening.Er Gouzi closed the door of the dilapidated temple and set it on fire. The fire light imprinted on his freckled face, and his face was flushed: "Today is really enjoyable! I beat Sanhu in the morning, and I ate a big meal from Xinghualou at noon." Meal hey hey hey..."

Ah Heng held his begging stick in one hand, and flicked the charcoal in the fire with a branch in the other.Today he absorbed the aura from a piece of spirit stone. Although his appearance didn't change much, he could feel the meager aura spreading in his body.

How should I describe this feeling? If I had to describe it, it would be hunger and thirst. His whole body clamored for the nourishment of spiritual energy.

Sometimes it's so strange, it doesn't matter if you are hungry all the time, but once you taste a little bit of sweetness, you can't eat a little bit of bitterness anymore.Ah Heng is like this now, he needs spiritual energy, but...he is a beggar now, how can he have a chance to get spiritual stones

Ah Heng thought hard but couldn't think of a way to get the Lingshi. It seems that this matter should not be rushed.

He opened his eyes and looked at the roof with the starry sky exposed.These days he has discovered the difference between himself and others, since he crawled out of the soil until now, he has not been sleepy at all.He also doesn't want to eat what Old Wentou and the others eat. Perhaps, he and Old Wentou are fundamentally different.

A Heng stared at the roof, he saw a mouse sprinting across the beam, he could see the hair on the mouse clearly.Ah Heng turned over and closed his eyes, let's go to sleep, even if he is different from others, he doesn't want others to find out that he is different.

But Ah Heng opened his eyes not long after, and Er Gouzi hummed in his dream, as if he was not sleeping soundly.Ah Heng touched his forehead, and Ergou became hot.

That's right, he was injured so badly during the day, even though he ate a good meal, the injury was not treated in time.Ah Heng blamed himself very much. He originally planned to go to the mountains and forests to find herbs, but he forgot about it when he met a tiger. Ah Heng planned to find some herbs to reduce fever now.

Ah Heng got up with a rustle, and then walked out of the temple gate.

Old Wentou's voice sounded from behind: "Ah Heng, where are you going?"

Ah Heng was leaning on a begging stick, his hand was just hanging on the broken cart against the door, he said slowly: "Ergou has a fever, I'll go find some herbs and come back."

Old Wen sighed: "It's late at night, it's so dangerous outside, so don't go. Let me go...I'm getting old, and I can't sleep anymore."

Old Wen Tou also staggered to his feet, and Ah Heng said seriously, "Didn't you say it's dangerous outside, I'll go."

Old Wen was gesticulating on his head nonchalantly: "Look, the soil is buried here. I'm such a bad old man, what are you afraid of?"

In the end, old Wentou couldn't hold back Ah Heng. He dug out a small half of a white candle from the tattered idol's hand, and found a tattered lantern.Old Wen shook his hands and lit the white candle, and then used a branch to prop up the bamboo lantern with several gaps.

Old Wen was muttering: "Bless the gods, Ah Heng went to find herbs, bless him safe and sound, and bless him on a smooth journey..."

Looking at the pious old Wen Tou, who was piously bowing to the statue, Ah Heng felt an indescribable feeling in his saddle, his heart seemed to be stuffed with a ball of wet cotton.The ashes on Old Wen's face seemed to be thicker.When Ah Heng walked out of the ruined temple, he thought that if he could find herbs, it would be good to let old Wentou live another day.

Not far from the ruined temple, Ah Heng extinguished the candles in the lantern.This candle must be something old Wentou has treasured for a long time. The white candle has turned black and gray, and Ah Heng's eyes can see things in the dark, so there is no need to waste it.Why not reject the kindness of old Wentou, it is to make old Wentou feel at ease.

Ordinary people always feel that there is a light on in the dark, so they don't have so much fear in their hearts.

The light of the moon falls from the top of the trees, and there are always infinite dangers lurking in the woods at night.

Ah Heng stepped on the tail of a poisonous snake that was fleeing in a hurry, and the poisonous snake turned around and bit Ah Heng's ankle.It's a pity that the fangs not only failed to pierce Ah Heng's skin, but were broken by the hard skin.

Venomous snake: tat...

Ah Heng quickly let go of his feet and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you."

The poor poisonous snake left two crooked fangs, and ran for its life without looking back.

Ah Heng bent down and searched in the woods, and he actually found several medicines for reducing fever.He carefully shook off the soil on the herbs, and then put the herbs in the basket behind his back.

"Don't worry—! Don't worry—!" The call of an unknown bird pierced through the already unsettled woods. Ordinary people would be terrified when they heard this call.

The chirping bird is called the Unlucky Bird. This bird is sensitive to the smell of blood, and every time it appears, something ominous happens.

Ah Heng didn't know about the unlucky bird, but he looked up at the dense forest and said slowly: "This bird will comfort people, don't rush." ​​Before he knew it, he had gone a long way, and it was time to go back.

Ah Heng picked up his backpack and walked two steps, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, even the chirping of insects and birds disappeared.

"Huh—" the sound of a beast came from behind the woods behind him.Ah Heng clenched his begging stick and turned his head abruptly, only to see a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appearing under the tree less than three meters away from him. Below the blood-red eyes, the snow-white teeth of the beast were still stained with blood.Those white teeth are like two scimitars!

The author has something to say: unlucky bird: unlucky——unlucky——

Wen Heng: No rush——no rush—no rush—

Wen Bao: Let the labor and management go away.

The third senior brother will show his teeth first... well, yes, it's the teeth...not the face...