The shining knife light, with the breath of death, slammed head on, and I had no room to escape.
Just when the knife was about to hit the head, a small stick suddenly flew from not far away. With the sound of wind and thunder, the stick flew straight to the face of the man in black as if the meteor drove the moon.
It was close to the extreme, if the man in black didn't evade, the stick would inevitably hit his face. If he evaded, the knife in his hand would be slower, giving me a chance to get out.
In any case, he still had to save his life, the man in black was forced to pause, tilted his head to hide, and the stick flew directly over.
It was such a thunderous moment that I couldn't take care of so much anymore, and rolled on the spot, avoiding the deadly blow of the man in black.
When this moment has passed, I and the man in black will know that there must be other people around here, and they are masters. The little stick just now was just an ordinary wooden stick, but when it flew over, there was something The power of a mighty force.
The man in black hesitated as expected, holding the knife, two feet away from me, carefully watching from left to right.
"Be forgiving and forgiving..."
At this moment, a voice came from behind me. When the voice came, the owner of the voice also walked slowly against the root of the wall.
The man in black showed only a pair of eyes, looking at the person who had just walked, a trace of ferocity was revealed in his eyes. I got up from the ground, staggered back two steps, and when I stood firm, the man had already walked not far behind me.
I was slightly surprised that this man was the old alcoholic beggar I met at dinner.
The old beggar's eyes were sleepy, as if he had just woke up. From the surface, he couldn't see anything special about him. However, he must have thrown out the stick that chased his life just now. I suspect that it is the dog stick that the old beggar usually carries with him.
The ordinary wooden stick exudes such a huge power, this old beggar is actually a hidden expert, and with my eyesight, I can't see it at all.
The old beggar walked behind me, shook his head slowly, and said: "When I met today, I had already helped you to calculate a divination and said that you have a bloody disaster. Why are you still wandering outside so late?"
"I..." I didn't know what to say for a while, speechless.
"You go." The old beggar looked at the man in black and said, "I don't want to do anything with people."
The man in black weighs the pros and cons. Since the old beggar has appeared, it means that the man in black cannot take advantage at least today. People who have practiced martial arts have water in their eyes. As long as the opponent makes a move, he knows the reality of the opponent. The old beggar must have a special skill, the man in black turned his head abruptly, pressed against the root of the wall, and quickly backed away, disappearing into the night in a blink of an eye.
After the man in black left, I took a breath, and the old beggar slowly walked to the front and picked up the stick that I had just thrown over. I took a look, and sure enough, this stick was just an ordinary dog-sticking stick.
"Oh, I'm getting older, and my hands and feet are weak." The old beggar squeezed the dog stick and said, "This time, I was lost and didn't hit him."
When the old beggar said so, he was actually humble. With the hand he showed just now, how many people in the arena can do it? I feel that even the master and the fake master don't necessarily throw a stick, and there will be the sound of wind and thunder.
"Old man, thank you...
…"
"No thanks, no thanks." The old beggar shook his head and said, "You can't drink your wine for nothing, right?"
"Old man, your divination is really effective, can you give me another divination?"
"What do you want to divination? Who is divination trying to undermine you?" The old beggar laughed and said, "I don't know how to calculate it. Someone was stalking behind, and seemed to be ill-intentioned. That's why I used the name of divination to remind one or two, who knows you won't listen."
I am a little ashamed. The old beggar's eyesight must be much stronger than mine, but I still didn't listen to him after all, and I couldn't escape this interception.
However, after another thought, even if you escaped interception today, what about tomorrow? People are in the dark, and I am in the light. Even if we take all precautions, there are always times of negligence. I probably know in my heart that I have no friends in Tongchuan, but no enemies, and whoever resents me the most is Mu Qingqiao.
The man in black was probably sent by Mu Qingqiao to secretly assassinate me.
"Okay, it's okay now, you can go home." The old beggar took a seat on the spot, took out a small wine bottle, and said: "This is the wine you bought from the copper corner. , It's not good, I won't let you. In addition, you can apply this medicine."
The old beggar handed me a small bottle with red powder in it. I knew this medicine would detoxify, so I hurriedly applied it to the wound on his arm.
The old beggar sits and drinks slowly. He is addicted to alcohol, no matter good or bad, as long as it is alcohol, he will drink happily.
The powder given by the old beggar was unparalleled, and it didn't take long to put it on, and the wound felt warm and sensation.
"Old man, it's late. If you don't have a place to live, I will arrange one for you." I thought to myself, although I am not familiar with the place of my life here, I still have some savings to rent a small house for the old beggar. The yard, settle down.
"No need." The old beggar smiled and said, "I am not a local, a beggar, and I always make my home from all corners of the world. I walk here and there. As long as there is a corner where I can fit in, then I am home."
The old beggar wanders all over the world, and may be leaving Tongchuan in two days. I don't know how to keep it. An expert like him will definitely not be able to keep it.
"Let's go, young man, go home, leave me alone. I'm used to it freely. After drinking, I can sleep here. Let's go."
The old beggar waved his hand at me, and I did not force it anymore. Everyone has their own ambitions. Perhaps for the old beggar, drinking and sleeping in this place is the best enjoyment.
I walked forward quickly and went all the way back to Lu Fan's house. After I get home, I still feel uneasy. For things like this, the first time there will be a second time. I have to think of a way to solve this problem, otherwise, I will have to worry about it every day from now on.
But it is useless to tell others about this matter. They can't stay with me twelve hours a day. The next day, I ran to the Liyuan stage and asked about when Lu Fan would return from the south.
When I arrived at the Liyuan stage, I happened to meet Fang Xiaohe. As usual, she had just arrived on the stage and was slowly drinking tea. Seeing me here, Fang Xiaohe smiled lightly: "I just said asking someone to invite you. I didn't expect that you would
I'm here. "
"Please me? What's the matter?"
"Let's put wine here in the evening, and you come too. Lord Lu is not here now, and you are here, so we can support the scene."
"Master Lu went to the south, did things go well?" I just wanted to inquire about Lu Fan's whereabouts, and followed Fang Xiaohe's words and asked, "When will he be back?"
"The matter over there is probably not going to be done in three or five days."
When I heard it, I was in a dilemma. I don't know if I should tell Fang Xiaohe about this.
So after thinking about it, I endured it. After leaving the stage, I walked around the street, and went to the small shop to buy a few kilograms of wine, looking for the old beggar. Generally, beggars are begging on the street. There are a lot of people and the probability of getting something is high. However, after walking around the long street, there is no trace of the old beggar.
I ran to some small alleys again, and after searching for a while, I actually found him at the entrance of a small alley.
The old beggar was still like yesterday, huddled at the root of the wall, half asleep and half awake. I squatted in front of him, the old beggar opened his eyes and didn't move. He just sniffed and said, "You brought wine?"
"Your nose really works." I took out the two wine bottles from the cloth bag. The bottles were so tightly sealed that the old beggar could still smell the wine.
When the old beggar saw that there was wine, he immediately became energetic. He sat up and was not polite. He picked up a wine bottle and took two sips after opening it.
The old beggar drank like water, and in a moment, the bottle of wine fell out of his stomach. I watched by the side, feeling a lot in my heart. This old beggar has such a great skill and good kung fu. If he wanders around the world, he will surely be in a good mood, but he likes such an unfettered life and does not want to rob him, so that he usually doesn't have the money to buy wine.
I also put another bottle of wine in front of the old beggar, and the old beggar put it away and said, "Don't dare to finish drinking it, keep it, and when I become addicted to alcohol, I will drink it again."
I sat aside, chatting with the old beggar. The old beggar traveled north and south. He had traveled too many places in his life and had a lot of knowledge. He chatted with me and talked a lot about what I didn't know. Chatting with the old beggar was very knowledgeable, and he was quite humorous in conversation, and he was fascinated when he heard it.
The old beggar originally wanted to keep the bottle of wine, but as he chatted, he couldn't help himself, opened it and started drinking again. This bottle of wine was not enough for him to drink, and when it was dark, the bottle saw the bottom again.
I asked the old beggar to wait here, and ran outside quickly, and searched for the tavern. I directly slapped ten bottles of wine, a total of 20 catties, and took them to the old beggar. The old beggar was overjoyed, I put down the wine, took out a few pieces of ocean, and stuffed it into the old beggar's hand.
"Young man, I drink wine. I don’t need the money." The old beggar returned the money and said: "We are called Huazi, just begging for leftovers and small pieces of money. I can’t use the money, you take it. Let's go back."
What the old beggar said made me even more admired. I originally wanted to talk for a while, but suddenly I remembered what Fang Xiaohe said, today I’m going to put wine on the stage, now the hour has passed, and I’m fascinated by chatting here. I forgot about it.
"Old man, I will go back first, and if I have time tomorrow, I will come to chat with you."
I said goodbye to the old beggar and hurried to the Liyuan stage.
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