When Bao Daoyi came to East Street, he did not see Fang Jinzhi. He knew the strange girl more well and didn't care much about it. When he returned to the dilapidated temple outside the city, he realized something was wrong.

"The gang leader beat Sun Bapi who bullied us. Sun Bapi found many more sluts, looking for... Gao... Gao Yanei..."

Just as the thin dog who was almost a bone was almost talking about the matter intermittently, listening to Fang Jinzhi fighting over the protection fee for the slut, he felt a lot of complaints. In Hangzhou, he fought with the rascals in Jiangnan throughout the Yangtze River. With the protection of the Holy Sect, no matter which one he fought, it was fine. The Holy Sect had the ability to make several people disappear silently, but this was the capital.

Listening to the word "fight", Bao Daoyi felt a little frightened. When Gouer said the word "Gao Yanei", his worries turned into despair. Just when Gouer was about to talk about Gao Yanei and Gao Huan being beaten, a tall and thin man suddenly spoke.

"No one in the capital knows. If anyone offends anyone, don't provoke Gao Yanei. If someone provokes others, you can only beat him twice. If you offend Gao Yanei, your life will be gone. Sun Shenxian, don't think about helping him. Listen to my ruthless advice, leave the capital quickly, the farther away, the better!"

Jue San heard that his name was very fierce, and he was only a little fierce among beggars. Bao Daoyi and Fang Jinzhi first entered the capital, and he fought with him due to begging for territory. Jue San, who was originally the eldest in the dilapidated temple, suffered a loss and could only become the second. Now...

After thinking about who Fang Jinzhi offended, Jun Sanxin felt proud and looked at the men and women in the haystack, young and old beggars, and snorted again, thinking that he must make some rectifications afterwards, so that everyone can understand who the boss in the dilapidated temple is.

Thinking that it was one thing, and the words said were another. The tall and thin slim three glared around the beggars, and said expressionlessly.

"We know that the gang leader started a fight with Sun Basai for us. According to the rules of the world, the gang leader was in trouble, and we couldn't help but rescue him, but the gang leader offended Gao Yanei, and we were helpless if we wanted to rescue him."

"Gratitude is gratitude, but if the helper mainly saves all of us, I will never agree!"

"The gang leader is right! The old god can no longer live here. We don't want to offend Gao Yanei, let alone break the rules of the old king of hell!"

When the minion behind Jusan shouted the three words "Old Hell", all the beggars shivered for no reason and shrank their bodies into the haystack. Even a strand of dirty and messy black hair was unwilling to reveal a trace. A hint of panic flashed in Jusan's eyes. After the minion shouted "Old Hell", he turned around very angry and never thought about it.

"Bang!"

...

Jusan slapped his subordinates hard, but he did not dare to say the three words "Old King of Hell". The minion seemed to know the mistake he had made, and he lowered his head and dared not speak any more.

The scene was strangely silent.

...

Bao Daoyi looked at Yan San with a frown. He knew that the beggar in front of him was a ruthless character, but he was a little surprised who the "Old King of Hell" was, which made these beggars so afraid?

"The old god cannot stay here, don't be so cruel that he is not moral. In Kaifeng City, there are some rules that no one can break!"

...

Bao Daoyi was silent for a moment and waved to the dog with only one handful of bones. The dog hesitated to look at the genocide...

"Follow the old Taoist, maybe you will become another person in the future, eat enough, wear warm clothes, and become the person you once longed to be."

Looking at the disdain in the corner of his mouth, Bao Daoyi suddenly smiled, and an uncontrollable itch came to his throat...

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

...

After a long time, Bao Daoyi forced his chest to swell and feel stuffy. He couldn't help laughing at the sarcastic and disdainful sarcastic and disdainful smirk.

"Gao Yanei... the old Taoist cannot afford to offend, but some people can afford to offend. As for the old Hell... the old Taoist doesn't know who he is, but the old Taoist knows that no matter how fierce the old Hell is, he still cannot offend some people, such as... Cai Jing and Grand Master Cai."

Ju San was stunned, but Bao Daoyi stood up and waved to the dog who looked over but was at a loss.

"Human fate is very wonderful. He was in hell at the last moment, and maybe in heaven at the next moment, it depends on how to choose..."

"choose?"

Sang Sanyi looked disdainful.

"A person's life is destined. He is destined to be a beggar in this life, but he can only be a beggar. This life has been recorded by the old Hell King's life and death book, and even the King of Heaven cannot change it!"

Bao Daoyi felt a violent anger inexplicably in his heart. He looked coldly at the ruthless man who looked at him without fear, and his thin and thin hands were bulging with blue veins.

Bao Daoyi suddenly laughed...

"Maybe, maybe you are right, or maybe you are outrageously wrong. Dog, your life is in your own hands. The old Taoist wants to know how you want to choose."

...

Bao Daoyi did not look at the panicked and at a loss behind him, and did not look at the threatening and was constantly fierce. He just looked at the darkness outside the house with his hands on his back. At this moment, the thin figure had a trace of fairy-like appearance.

Without a quarter of an hour, Bao Daoyi sighed in his heart, and he did not hesitate at all, and did not care about the beggar gang that Fang Jinzhi had been trying to build, and strode out of the temple.

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

"Ahem..."

A cold wind stormed, and Bao Daoyi's chest was as stuffy as if he had already exploded. He coughed violently and almost coughed out his heart and lungs. There was a thin child behind him at some point...

"Old...Old immortal..."

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

The thin and thin hand held the bamboo pole that had never left for decades, and her whole body was almost hunched in the snow at the knees...

"Old...the old god...the dog...the dog doesn't want to be a beggar..."

"Ahem...ahhhh..."

The violent cough made the quiet night look particularly depressing. After a long time, Bao Daoyi suppressed the violent cough and slowly straightened up. The worn-out coarse cloth coat full of dirt and holes fell on the snow. Bao Daoyi naturally bent down again and picked up the falling worn clothes. He looked at the child who was about to bend down and couldn't help but smile.

"The old god is a god, how can a little cold wind hurt the old god?"

Bao Daoyi brought the thin ripped clothes to the Dog'er, shook them slightly again, and could not help but tremble. The child was blue in his head and face. Seeing that he was stunned and at a loss, he carefully put them on him, took off the whisk behind him, carefully untied the silk rope tied on the whisk, and tied them tightly to the Dog'er, showing a slight smile on his face. Perhaps it was too cold, and even the smile seemed stiff.

“Tighter, not cold.”

I patted my messy head and looked at the darkness in the distance, and felt silence...

"Let's go."

Bao Daoyi took steps, but he had not taken a few steps yet...

"Old immortal, where are we going?"

"Where to go? Go to a place with wine and meat, a thick quilt and a hot charcoal."

"ah?"

The dog was stunned for a moment, a little confused about the old fairy who was leaning on the bamboo pole, and a little confused. Since there was such a place, why did he still live in a ruined temple with only moldy hay piles? Why did the old fairy only have a thin and old Taoist robe on her body?

One big and one small, one old and one young, the moonlight shines through a thick cloud, and the two long figures appear more and more deserted. The silent night sounds from time to time, and the depressing and heart-wrenching sounds are heard from time to time...

Twenty miles away, a fire broke out inexplicably. It was not until the next day that a team of business travelers passed by in the snow that they discovered that in the ruined Erlang Shen temple, twenty-seven beggars could not see clearly, and only the charred beggars were left, which had already become twenty-seven curled corpses...
Chapter completed!