It was approaching late at night.
Yin Rencai rushed back. He gave the 500 tael banknote to An Xin. He opened his mouth and said:
"Boss, according to your instructions, the girl's martial arts skills have been abolished and sold to the "Shengpingfang" in the Holy City. The Shengpingfang is backed by the Yulong Gang. When the old bustard saw the girl, he took a look Then I recognized her as the eldest daughter of the Wang family in the Holy City. However, the madam was also brave. Even though she knew she was the daughter of the Wang family in the Holy City, she still bought the girl from me. "
An Xin nodded, took a sip of wine and said helplessly:
"Hey, what a poor girl."
Liu Ruyue on the side rolled her eyes at An Xin and said:
"You were the one who sold that girl to a brothel. Is it appropriate for you to say such emotional words now? When others heard this, they thought you were some kind of good person."
An Xin pouted. He opened his mouth and said:
"It's not my fault. As the old saying goes: only three things come true. That girl acted arrogantly in front of me three times in a row. According to my temper when I first entered the world, I would have killed the Wang family in that holy city long ago."
Qin Huai rolled his eyes at An Xin. He opened his mouth and said:
"What a bad idea, why do you always like to sell people to brothels? Even if you kill them, it is better than insulting them like this."
An Xin, thought for a while and said:
"Sold to a brothel, at least you can still live in this world. Forget it, let's rest early."
After saying that, he hugged Qin Huai and Liu Ruyue and went up to the third floor.
Yin Ren and Qiu Sheng saw their boss going upstairs to rest. Then they came to the utility room in the back hall one after another. This place used to be a place for storing debris. Yin Ren saw that it was quite empty, so he and Qiu Sheng turned it into a dormitory for the two of them.
After the two washed up, they fell into a deep sleep.
.......
Morning.
Yin Ren returned to the kitchen and started preparing ingredients for the day.
Qiu Sheng opened the door of the inn and saw an old beggar in Taoist robes sleeping leaning against the stone lion at the door of the inn. Qiu Sheng saw that the old beggar was pitiful.
He took out a bun from the kitchen, shook the beggar awake, and handed the bun to him.
The old beggar looked at the buns handed over by Qiu Sheng with a look of disbelief on his face. Doubtfully said:
"For me?"
Qiu Sheng nodded and said:
"Eat quickly and go elsewhere after eating. My boss has a bad temper. I'm afraid he will ask someone to drive you away."
The beggar nodded when he heard Qiu Sheng's words. He took the buns handed over by Qiu Sheng and started to eat them. Soon he finished the bun. He opened his mouth and said:
"Young man, I ate one of your buns and I can grant you a request. If you have any requests, just ask."
Qiu Sheng shook his head and said:
"I'm pretty good the way I am now, I don't have any requirements."
When the old beggar heard Qiu Sheng's words, he couldn't believe it and said:
"I can give you some money to make you a famous rich man within a radius of 10 kilometers. I can also teach you some skills to make you famous in the world."
When Qiu Sheng heard what the old beggar said, he smiled and said:
"The old man is joking. You should take care of yourself first."
The old beggar was stunned and said:
"You're not moved at all?"
Qiu Sheng shook his head and ignored the old beggar's words. He went back to the inn and packed up the tables and chairs. How could he not be moved? But the image of the old beggar made him uneasy. This old beggar has trouble living, so how can he give me any money?
The old beggar looked at Qiu Sheng clearing the tables and chairs and murmured:
"It's weird, it's weird. There are people who are not interested in money and power. This waiter is a bit interesting."
As he spoke, he looked up at the inn's plaque.
But it was this glance that shocked him, and a stream of blood spat out from his mouth.
Qiu Sheng heard the movement outside and quickly looked outside, and saw the old beggar standing quietly at the door of the inn with his eyes closed. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. A layer of faint purple light lingers around the body.
Seeing this, Qiu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward to ask about the situation. But as soon as he arrived at the old beggar's side, the old beggar opened his eyes, and his pupils actually glowed purple. Qiu Sheng was startled by the old man's eyes. He stumbled and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the old beggar quickly put away his technique, and the purple energy on his body was also absorbed into his body. The pupils also returned to normal. The old beggar helped Qiu Sheng up and said:
"Are you OK."
Qiu Sheng dusted himself off and looked at the old beggar who had returned to normal. He opened his mouth and said:
"I'm fine, how are you? I see you're vomiting blood in your mouth, and there was a purple light on your body just now. Your pupils also turned purple."
The old beggar waved his hands and said:
"I'm fine, I'm just wondering who wrote the words on the plaque of your inn."
Qiu Sheng heard the old beggar's question and answered honestly:
"The words were written by our boss, and I asked Carpenter Wang from Hexi to carve the plaque."
The old beggar nodded when he heard Qiu Sheng's words. He opened his mouth and said:
"The person who writes is very powerful. He actually hides Yun Qi between the lines."
When Qiu Sheng heard what the old beggar said, he curled his lips and said:
"Old sir, this word is not as magical as what you said. I looked at what our boss wrote and thought it was average."
When the old beggar heard Qiu Sheng's words, he shook his head and said:
"This word is not directed at you, and you can't see the mystery behind it."
When Qiu Sheng heard what the old beggar said, he looked up at the plaque and frowned. He murmured:
"Isn't it just an ordinary Tian Xing Ti? I think even the bookstore owner can write better than this one."
The old beggar shook his head and said without explaining:
"Junior, can you introduce me to your boss?"
When Qiu Sheng heard what the old beggar said, he thought for a moment, shook his head, and said:
"Our boss gets up very late and usually doesn't wake up until late. Moreover, our boss seems to have a good reputation in the world. I heard that many people are afraid of him. If you are fine, it is better not to see him."
The old beggar heard what Qiu Sheng said and said:
"You don't have to worry about this. Even Wu Tianli is the best in the world. I have the ability to protect myself. I'm just curious about the person who can open an inn here despite being able to do this."
With that said, he strode into the door of the inn.
Qiu Sheng saw the old beggar's movements and quickly stepped forward to stop him, frowning and saying:
"Old sir, you'd better leave. Let me tell you the truth. Our boss is the "evil master" An Xin."
When the old beggar heard Qiu Sheng's words, his eyes suddenly became sharp and purple energy lingered all over his body. He looked up to the sky and shouted:
"It turned out to be him, haha, God is so wise that he actually found the enemy who killed my apprentice in my lifetime."
The sound made by the old beggar used his inner strength to attract pedestrians on the roadside. Although everyone on the street knew that the owner of this inn was not easy to deal with, they still couldn't help but poke their heads out and look at the excitement of the inn.
Yin Ren, who was working in the kitchen, was also attracted by the sound. After seeing the old man, he grabbed Qiu Sheng, protected him behind him, and whispered:
"Qiu Sheng, go and call the boss, I can't deal with this guy."
Qiu Sheng nodded when he heard Yin Ren's words. Just as he was about to quietly go upstairs to wake An Xin up, he saw An Xin appearing at the top of the stairs.
At this time, An Xin was wearing a white lining, and his hair was not combed. On her feet was a pair of cloth shoes. Leaning on the railing and yawning. He looked at the old beggar like he was an idiot.
An Xin glanced at the old beggar who was filled with purple energy, picked up the cloth shoes on his feet and threw them in the direction of the old beggar.
The cloth shoe drew a graceful arc in the air and hit the old beggar on the face. The old beggar stumbled to the ground without paying attention.
The old beggar fell to the ground, looking in disbelief at An Xin, who was now independent. He really couldn't figure out why he was knocked down by an ordinary cloth shoe. With the internal energy lingering all over his body, any sword, axe, or ax that comes close to him will inevitably turn into dust. But the cloth shoe hit his head without any damage. What's even more frightening is that when I recalled the cloth shoes that I had just thrown out, I thought about it carefully and found that I couldn't avoid them.
The old beggar was about to say a few words, but An Xin took the lead and said:
"What are you yelling about so early in the morning? You can't let anyone sleep anymore."
The old beggar was stunned for a moment, then became angry and cursed:
"You devil, I will fight with you."
After saying that, he stood up and rushed towards Shifen.
The old beggar was extremely fast. In the eyes of everyone, within a short distance of ten steps, the old beggar actually showed 10 phantoms. However, his momentum rose quickly and was released quickly. After a while, the old man flew straight out of the inn and fell to the ground. A pool of blood spewed out of his mouth.
An Xin scratched his head and murmured:
"Who is this person? Do I know him? His strength is pretty good. He has actually reached the middle stage of Dragon Transformation Realm."
"Looking at him, he should be the legendary Taoist Ziwen, Mr. Fang Shi."
Just when An Xin was confused, Liu Ruyue and Qin Huai walked down the stairs. Answered questions for peace of mind.
When An Xin heard Liu Ruyue's words, she looked confused and said:
"I don't seem to be familiar with this person. Why does this person act like he's going to die together when he sees me?"
Liu Ruyue shook her head when she heard An Xin's words. Qin Huai thought for a while and shook his head, saying that he didn't know.
Qiu Sheng on the side heard An Xin's words and whispered:
"Boss, I heard from him that you seemed to have killed his apprentice."
After hearing Qiu Sheng's words, An Xin thought about it, shook his head and said:
"The purple energy surrounding him must be related to the technique he practiced. I don't remember killing anyone who practiced this kind of technique."
An Xin didn't deliberately suppress his voice when speaking, and everyone heard An Xin's words.
The old beggar naturally heard it. He climbed up with difficulty and limped to the inn, looking at An Xin with a determined look on his face. speak;
"Devil, I am not as skilled as others. I am willing to kill or cut him into pieces. But why do you want to kill my disciple?"
An Xin looked at the old beggar with disordered breathing and said doubtfully:
"Don't accuse people unjustly. If I kill someone with purple internal power, I will definitely remember it."
When the old beggar heard An Xin's words, he coughed out a stream of blood and said:
"Okay, let me ask you, was it you who killed Second Master Qian of Nantian City?"
After hearing what the old beggar said, An Xin thought for a while and said:
"I killed a rich man in Nantian City. But that man was not a good person. He robbed a common girl on the street. I just came out of the world at that time, but I killed that man out of the idea of justice for heaven. "
When the old beggar heard An Xin's words, he pointed at An Xin and cursed:
"You're talking nonsense! I taught him some kung fu just because he was kind-hearted and often helped the poor."
An Xin waved his hands and said:
"You should just beg. He was kind-hearted. After I killed him, people on the street spat at him. Many people knelt down to me on the spot and thanked me for killing this bad guy. They also said that they would Give me the longevity tablet."
When the old beggar heard An Xin's words, he coughed up another pool of blood. He opened his mouth and said:
"How is it possible, that child, how could he possibly rob a civilian girl?"
Liu Ruyue, who was standing on the stairs, saw the scene in front of her, thought about it and said:
"Mr. Fang Shi, is the person you are talking about the second son of Nantian City, Qian Xing and Qian Shangjia's family, who wields the Dragon Sound Fist?"
When the old beggar heard that someone recognized his apprentice, he looked at Liu Ruyue. He opened his mouth and said:
"Little girl from Yinshao Palace, you know my apprentice."
When Liu Ruyue heard what the old beggar said, she didn't wonder why this man could see her identity. She shook her head and said:
"I just heard about him. According to people in the world, Mr. Qian was originally a rich young man who couldn't practice martial arts. He was humble and kind to others. Later, for some unknown reason, this man disappeared for a month and returned again. When he was in Nantian City, he actually developed a fist that made a dragon roar.
Originally, the local people were sincerely happy for him when they saw that Mr. Qian had developed good martial arts skills. But as time went by, the locals realized that something was wrong. The originally humble Second Young Master Qian became more and more violent, often taking to the streets to bully the local people.
Later, I heard that when he raped a local girl, he was killed by a local evil master passing by. "
When the old beggar heard Liu Ruyue's words, he looked in disbelief and said:
"Little doll in the Yin Shao Palace, don't just rely on the support of this devil to make up random things."
When Liu Ruyue heard the old beggar's words, she shook her head and said:
"Mr. Fang, I don't dare to lie. You can find someone to ask around. Then you will know whether what I said is true or false. But I didn't know that Qian Xing was actually your old apprentice."
When the old beggar heard Liu Ruyue's words, he frowned and looked at the crowd of people watching outside. He opened his mouth and said:
"Can anyone tell me whether what this girl said is true or false?"
The group of Jianghu people were stunned when they heard the old beggar's question. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the old beggar.
Seeing this, the old beggar continued to speak:
"Everyone, I just want to find out the truth and make sure I won't implicate you."
The group of Jianghu people remained silent.
Just when the old beggar was disappointed, a strong man in a rough robe walked out. He hugged the old beggar. He clasped his fists towards An Xin and the others again. He exhaled a breath, as if he had made a big decision, and said:
"Mr. Fang Shi, I am from Nantian City. I can prove that what Shopkeeper Liu said is true. My sister was killed by the Qianxing dog thief. I learned some martial arts from the old people in the village in my early years. When I learned that I After my sister was killed, he went to Qian's house alone and killed several thugs. Fortunately, God was kind and Qian Xing didn't attack me again. A bitch came to kill me. I escaped from Nantian City and came to Xin'an Town to hide from my enemies."
The strong man said as he took off his coarse clothes. Showing scars. But the most obvious thing is a purple fist mark. The punch was so fierce that it dented the strong man's muscles.
The old beggar looked carefully at the fist marks on the strong man's body and couldn't help but close his eyes. He murmured:
"What a sin. I originally thought that I would learn from Old Gang Leader Hong seven hundred years ago, find a disciple with good character but poor qualifications, and teach him a few tricks. I also hope that one day that evil disciple and Old Hong The gang leader’s apprentice became a hero who served the people and became a legend in the martial arts world for generations to come. But why did it become like this?”
An Xin looked at the nearly crazy old beggar, curled his lips and said:
"Who told you to meddle in other people's business? The rich man's life is good, so you have to teach him martial arts. After teaching him martial arts, you still haven't taught him the basic principles of life. After people learn kung fu, they naturally want to find something to prove it. I am successful in my studies.”
When Qin Huai heard An Xin's words, he quickly took An Xin's arm and signaled him to stop hitting others.
But An Xin didn’t care so much and continued:
"I can even guess how a person with no martial arts talent can be taught to be a martial artist with internal power within a month. He must have been taught some basic moves and forcibly instilled some internal power.
Such people are wandering around the world, and they will rush to the streets when they meet people of the same level. If I were that wealthy young man, I would return to a city like Nantian City with low martial arts standards after knowing that there was no hope of wandering around the world.
But after returning to his hometown, he found that he had no room to use the martial arts he had learned, and he would naturally do some unexpected things. "
When the old beggar heard An Xin's words, he opened his eyes, his eyes full of loneliness. He opened his mouth and said:
"Mr. An, did I do something wrong? My original intention was to learn from Senior Hong and teach a hero with good character to take care of the people."
An Xin thought for a moment, shook his head, and said:
"You're out of luck."
The old beggar didn't speak when he heard An Xin's words. He pondered for a while, looked up to the sky and roared:
"God cheated on me."
With that said, he strode out of the inn. But as soon as he reached the door, he heard An Xin's voice.
"Wait a minute, you soiled the floor of my inn, and you want to leave without paying for it. What nonsense, Mr. Wang."
When the old beggar heard An Xin's words, he staggered and almost fell.
Turning around, he saw An Xin's bare feet, holding the remaining cloth shoes in one hand and looking at him fiercely.
