Chapter 232 Hong Qigong, the Nine-fingered Divine Beggar
Tonglai Inn.
At this time, the waiters in the first-floor lobby had lit candles one after another, illuminating the dim lobby.
Although it was noisy around the store at this moment, Dongzhang still heard the faint sigh, his ears twitched slightly, and he curiously turned his head to look behind the pillar next to the lobby entrance.
I saw an old man with gray hair sitting on the ground with his back against the wall. There was a bowl of water on the ground at his feet. The clothes on his body were patched here and there, but they were washed very clean. He was not as miserable as he looked on the surface.
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This person has a rectangular face and a ruddy complexion. His palms and feet are different from ordinary people. His palms are very large and his feet are much larger than ordinary people. He carries a large gourd painted in vermilion on his back.
Seeing this person's outfit, Dongzhang narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but wonder, could it be him?
Holding the wine glass in his hand and taking a slow sip of wine, Dongzhang quietly observed the old man's fingers, but due to the dim light, he was unable to see the condition of his fingers as he wished.
Just glancing at the old man, Dongzhang withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention, and started eating the food on his own.
I saw the old man sitting on the ground with his arms spread out and stretching hard: "Well... I'm full of sleep! Store! Thank you for the water!"
After saying that, he drank the bowl of water at his feet. He stood up and returned the empty bowl to the waiter with both hands.
Looking sideways at the old man's behavior, Dongzhang thought to himself: It turned out that he came into the shop to ask for a glass of water, which suited his image...
Then he quickly looked away and stopped looking at him, but Dongzhang no longer paid attention to him, but the old man stared at Dongzhang who was eating vegetables and drinking alone in silence.
After returning the water bowl, I saw that he was not in a hurry when the waiter urged him to leave. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Dongzhang's table and the waiter smiled and said: "Waiter, just go and do your work. You don't have to watch."
I, old man, will not interfere with your business."
"But...but..." The waiter looked around in embarrassment, trying to find the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper had already left because of the previous incident of serving food, so he was still there.
The waiter felt cruel and stopped in front of the old man alone and said: "Old man, you'd better go. The shopkeeper will see him later and he'll have to scold me... Don't make things difficult for us...
..”
The old man took a step back to avoid the waiter's hand, and then magically flashed behind the waiter. He said with a smile: "Don't worry, the old man won't make it difficult for you. This old man won't sleep until he is hungry."
After a long time, the Temple of the Five Internal Organs started to be noisy again. If you don’t bring something to worship them, it will be a difficult journey.”
After saying that, he walked straight to Dongzhang.
Although Dongzhang has been eating vegetables, he is watching all directions and listening in all directions. He is also a little more attentive to the movements of the old man. Naturally, he also noticed the movements he just made, but he was only slightly stunned.
After a while, I wasn't too surprised.
But the waiter in the store didn't know these secrets, and he thought he had seen a ghost. Why did the man suddenly dodge behind him? He stood there for a moment, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the old man walking straight towards the only big consumer in the store. This was a big surprise.
He was quite frightened.
No longer caring about anything else, he hurriedly turned around and ran to the old man and said in a low voice: "Old man, don't hate the guests!!"
But the old man had already stood in front of Dongzhang's table. He was looking at the expressionless Dongzhang with a smile and turned his head to the waiter who followed him and said, "I know him. If you don't believe me, just ask him."
Wiping the sweat on his head, the waiter glanced at the expressionless Dongzhang and said with difficulty: "Guest...Guest...this..."
He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. Dongzhang glanced at the nervous waiter and said, "It doesn't matter, let's add another bowl."
Hearing the master's answer, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief. He reached out and wiped his sweaty head with a sweat towel and bowed: "Okay, sir, I'll go get it right now."
After speaking, he glanced at the smiling old man, then turned and left.
Watching the waiter leave, Dongzhang glanced at the old man who was always standing in front of the table, stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Sit down."
"Hahahahaha, I knew that this little brother would be so generous that he would definitely treat the old beggar to dinner." The old man smiled calmly and sat down beside Dongzhang.
Glancing at the familiar old beggar, Dongzhang stretched out his hand and slowly patted the unopened jug of good wine on the table. He flicked it on the jug with four fingers, and the jug quickly flew towards the old man and slapped it away.
The jug then silently observed how the old man responded with his peripheral vision.
I saw the old man laughing, stretched out two fingers to the bottom of the jug, turned the jug in the air a few times to eliminate the castration, then held the jug firmly with one finger, stretched his nose forward and took a deep breath and said
: “What a delicious wine.”
"Yeah." Dongzhang nodded, slapped his palms on the table, and kicked!
An unopened wine bottle flew up in response. Dongzhang reached out to catch the bottle and slapped it with his finger on the bottom of the bottle, wave!
The lid of the pot flew out smoothly without spilling a drop of wine. Dongzhang raised the pot and saluted the old man from a distance: "I have heard that Hong Qigong, the nine-fingered beggar, is a heroic and courageous man. He is full of righteousness. Now I am lucky enough to see him for three lifetimes."
Seeing that he recognized him, the old beggar Hong Qigong laughed boldly: "Hahahahaha, my little brother's skills have become more and more unpredictable after not seeing me for many years."
"How dare you show off your skills in front of your seniors?" Dongzhang glanced at the index finger on his right hand and raised his head to drink.
Seeing this young man recognize his demeanor, which was neither humble nor arrogant, Hong Qigong's eyes flashed with admiration, and he opened the bottle of wine and drank it.
They are all informal people, and the most annoying thing is those who are tired of etiquette. They are used to seeing those younger generations who are flattering. Dongzhang's behavior is exactly what Hong Qigong wants. He is relaxed and relaxed. No one is inferior to anyone. In this way
Drink and feel happy.
Ever since they met just now, both Dong Zhang and Hong Qigong recognized each other instantly. A few years ago, Dong Zhang missed a pair of senior brothers and sisters in the earth temple because of tracking a mysterious person. When they came back,
, the person’s hands and feet have been crippled.
And the mysterious man who spied on Dongzhang at the time was the old beggar Hong Qigong in front of him. Dongzhang's skills at that time were still shallow, and he had not learned the supreme Qinggong of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Naturally, he would not be able to compete with Hong Qigong's carefree travels.
Can't catch up.
But he had to hang him for more than ten miles before he was thrown away. Now that he saw him again, Dongzhang no longer felt as much oppression from him as before. This must be the reason why he has grown up.
When Hong Qigong saw Dong Zhang again, his feelings were different. The first sight was of evil spirit. Dong Zhang's whole body was surrounded by a strong and persistent evil spirit. It was an aura that would naturally arise after killing many people.
No matter how hard you pretend, people who have never killed anyone can't pretend to be this horrifying. Hong Qigong knows that many people must have died at the hands of this young man in the past few years, and he doesn't know what this young man has done in the past few years.
What happened to him made him change so much? His old name, Hua Hong Qigong, was secretly frightened.
But now is not the time to ask about this matter. Dong Zhang drank the wine bottle in his hand in one breath and then snapped his fingers and said: "Waiter, order!"
Hong Qigong was stunned when he heard this: "Little brother, aren't there still so many dishes on the table? Why are you ordering more?"
Dongzhang took a piece of dried meat and put it into his mouth and said slowly: "Senior is respected by others. What a status he has. Even though I am used to being rude, there is no way I can entertain my senior with this table full of leftovers."
"Forehead......."
This boy seemed to make a lot of sense, so Hong Qigong said no more.
boom!!!!
During the conversation between the two, one pretty foot kicked straight to the table: "Okay!! You brat!!!! You secretly eat and drink here behind my back!!!"