He was over eighty years old, had no cultivation, and was just like an ordinary person. He was suffering from malaria and had no money for medical treatment. He was aching here and there all day long, and several times he felt like a bull-headed and horse-faced face was calling him.

However, he couldn't bear to part with the poor cicada.

She is only four years old. If she dies and she doesn’t even have a companion, how will she live her life in the future?

So he has been living on his last breath, just to spend more time with Zhi, day by day.

Moreover, Cicada is very well-behaved, sensible, and hard-working. Every day she picks up things that others don’t want. Sometimes when she picks up chicken legs, she brings them back to him to eat, while she eats soup made from rotten vegetable leaves.

Therefore, he was particularly reluctant to leave this little girl. He just felt that every day he spent with the little girl was a blessing.

But birth, old age, illness and death are human nature. I persist day by day, but one day, I will pass away.

It just so happens that the little girl knows who her grandfather is, so she will use her last breath to send the little girl home. She will have someone to rely on in the future and will not wander around like a lonely ghost.

"Zhizhi tells grandpa, but grandpa can't tell anyone." Zhizhi said.

The old beggar nodded: "Grandpa won't tell anyone!"

Knowing that the old beggar was kind to her, she didn't hide it anymore and said truthfully: "My great-grandfather is the Marquis of Pingxi."

"What?"

The old beggar was shocked.

"Ping Xihou is your grandfather?"

Cicada nodded and said: "My mother is the granddaughter of Ping Xihou. My grandpa is fighting outside. My mother is recruiting people for my grandpa. I am waiting for my mother at home. Then bad guys come to my house to kill people. Grandpa, the housekeeper, takes

I ran around and ran, and then the bad guys caught up and killed the housekeeper, woo woo! I miss my mother so much, my grandpa, my uncle and the others!"

When the old beggar heard this, his whole body trembled, and he held the poor little girl in his arms.

Only then did he realize that the little girl he saved was the great-granddaughter of Ping Xihou, the most loyal minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

After hugging the little girl, the old beggar said: "Okay, grandpa knows where your home is, so he will take you home."

Zhizhi said timidly: "But there are bad people in my family. I'm afraid that if we go back, the bad people will kill us."

The old beggar smiled and said to her: "We are beggars. Bad guys will not kill beggars when they are full. We will not tell anyone your identity until we find your mother. Everything will be fine. Grandpa will

Protect yours."

Although Zhi knew that she was scared, she also missed her mother, so she nodded her head.

So she lit a fire, picked off the rotten leaves of the vegetable leaves, and cooked a pot of vegetable soup. She and the old beggar each had a bowl. After eating, she carried the vegetable basket and held the old beggar's hand.

In the ice and snow, heading south.

A day's walk.

The old man was so hungry that he cooked vegetables and leaves in the snow.

It has just been cooked and is about to eat a bowl of hot vegetable leaf soup.

Sudden!

A troop of Beiliang cavalry galloped over.

When the old beggar saw this, his expression suddenly changed and he shouted anxiously: "I know, get away quickly! Hurry!"

Because he discovered that these soldiers and horses had no intention of stopping. If they did not avoid it and were hit by thousands of soldiers and horses, they would be shattered to pieces!

Even though she was young, she realized the danger and immediately dropped the broken bowl in her hand and went to help the old beggar.

"I know, leave me alone! Run to the side quickly! Hurry!" the old beggar urged urgently.

Zhizhi said firmly: "I want to run with grandpa, otherwise grandpa will be trampled to death by the horse!"

She tried her best to drag the old beggar up.

The old beggar was ill and his legs and feet were inconvenient. Even when he stood up, he walked like a tortoise. Although he ran hard, he still couldn't run as fast as the horse. Seeing that the horse was about to hit him, the old beggar turned pale with fright and grabbed Zhi.

He took off his collar and threw the cicada out with all his strength.

Next second!

The war horse collided with the old beggar.

boom!

The old beggar was hit and flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
Chapter completed!