Fantasy: Starting From Being In A Desperate Situation And Running Around As Escorts

"Let Yaowazi go, it's me who does the work, and everyone is responsible for the work!"

The old beggar said with difficulty.

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a few more sticks.

"Your mother's hot ass!" Grandpa was furious, so he took a stick and tried to break the old beggar's other good leg himself.

At this moment, he was interrupted by a violent cough.

There was a man standing at the door.

To be precise, the man was half-leaning against the door, seemingly unsteady on his feet.

Her hair is disheveled and her appearance cannot be seen clearly.

Judging from his clothes, he is probably a beggar.

Because the little beggar was hanging upside down, the scene in his eyes was reversed.

Trying hard to identify, he recognized the other person as the guy in the ruined temple.

Why is he here?

Grandpa frowned and looked at this guy dissatisfied.

"This is not one of ours, where did you come from?"

When a beggar came forward, he grabbed his shoulders.

However, the other party grabbed his finger first and pinched it outward.

Hearing a wailing sound, the man couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

Li Changshou clasped his knuckles with his backhand and said weakly: "Those two people... put them down."

The surrounding beggars immediately gathered around and stared at the intruder warily.

Grandpa sneered, "Haha, I didn't expect there to be helpers. Where did you go, kid?"

Li Changshou took a deep breath without interrupting him.

"You have to be merciful and merciful. Pretend this never happened today and make friends."

"Making friends!? You are a half-dead guy who can't hold the sky or the earth, but you still want to be friends with daddy. You deserve it!"

“Many friends, many paths.”

"Fuck you..."

"Whoosh!!"

"ah--!!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air and the scream sounded almost simultaneously.

Grandpa covered his eyes and howled, and two stones fell to the ground.

This pair of tricks was probably useless, and the beggars around him were frightened by the screams.

"My eyes, my eyes!"

Li Changshou looked at the person next to Grandpa, "Please put those two people down."

This man caught Li Changshou's gaze.

His calves trembled involuntarily and he subconsciously stepped back.

In the final analysis, these beggars are just cruel and evil-minded people. They saw their boss being defeated in a pair of tricks in an instant.

There was no one left to gasp for air, let alone to avenge the boss.

Soon, the two beggars, one big and one small, were let go.

The two of them supported each other and walked out of the beggar's den.

The little beggar stared at Li Changshou.

Li Changshou finally walked out, bending over and holding an awkward tree stick.

It seemed like every step took a lot of effort.

The road leading to the ruined temple was extremely long, and it was not easy to get back to the ruined temple.

As if half his life was gone, Li Changshou couldn't stop coughing.

As soon as he lay down on the straw mat, he fell into a deep sleep.

No matter what the little beggar said to him.

In the middle of the night, the small handleless sword began to stir uneasily in his body again.

However, this time there was an unprecedented feeling.

Sword Qi is like boiling water, flowing in the body, leaving several holes in the body if not careful.

Li Changshou gritted his teeth and beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead.

He is getting weaker and weaker, and the Flying Sword remaining in his body will eventually kill him.

Am I going to die?

I'm going to die too.

Li Changshou was not unwilling. After years of fighting, he should have died on the battlefield long ago.

It was worth living for so long in vain.

It's a pity that the old man in the family died, and he will not live long.

It's a pity for General Yue who served the country all his life, and it's a pity for Lin Hu's family who died tragically.

What a pity for a little girl who hasn’t seen too many beautiful things...

This shitty world! !

He closed his eyes.

However, fate is more unpredictable than this.

Unknowingly, a powerful air flow rose from Dantian and rushed around in his Meridians.

It quickly spread throughout the limbs and bones, and finally rushed out of the chest.

Immediately afterwards, a warm feeling came, and his limbs felt extremely comfortable.

Every muscle, every tendon, every bone.

Even every cell is jumping for joy.

It was like a breeze blew through my mind, blowing away the fog and making it clear.

Li Changshou opened his eyes again.

It's like a lifetime ago and it's bright outside.

Every time Li Changshou took a breath, there was a surge of heat.

Follow Dantian, flowing to the limbs and bones.

Not only did I no longer feel cold, but I felt a burning sensation.

It was like a dry lake that was suddenly injected with a stream of living water, full of vitality.

Li Changshou stood up and straightened his back.

This time I didn't feel any severe pain.

Success! ?

It seemed that God didn't want him to die so soon.

He walked outside the door and was bathed in the bright light.

The little beggar was behind him, staring at him blankly.

"You...are you okay?"

After what happened last night, the little beggar became much more polite to the dying man.

"Me? I'm fine." Li Changshou touched his chest, where the handleless Flying Sword was, "I'm fine for now."

He smelled a sour smell, which came from his own body.

These days, he lies on the straw mat of this ruined temple like a dead dog.

My whole body is still sweating, it's strange that I don't smell.

But this is secondary...

"Gululu~"

There was a growling sound in his stomach, and the feeling of hunger attacked Li Changshou's brain.

"Where can I eat?" Li Changshou asked.

The little beggar was stunned and said, "Do you have money?"

"No money."

The little beggar curled his lips.

There are many places to eat, but the key is to have money in your pocket.

Li Changshou hesitated for a moment, "I have a lot of strength, how can I live without strength?"

"Yes."

.......

The little beggar took Li Changshou to outside a teahouse on the street.

Outside the teahouse, there were many people sitting or standing.

Looks like they are all waiting for life

Someone driving a bullock cart stopped by the roadside and shouted.

"Moving, fifteen cents a day, taking care of the food!"

Someone immediately ran over.

Before the little beggar could say anything, Li Changshou had already taken the lead and ran over first.

The little beggar watched Li Changshou being admitted from a distance, and then left with peace of mind.

The bullock cart took several people through a street and stopped at the door of a house.

Several people followed the housekeeper through the small door and walked in one after another.

The house has a bookish atmosphere, and two servants are walking back and forth.

Moving heavy furniture one by one, both of them were covered in sweat.

It was obvious that there was not enough manpower. After seeing that the housekeeper had brought back helpers, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s nothing more than moving things.

Li Changshou rolled up his sleeves and worked with several men.

Most of them are book boxes, bookshelves and other items.

It took one morning to finish it all.

He is from a scholarly family and is also very particular about his work.

We also prepared meat and vegetables for a few people for lunch, but they were all eaten up in a short time.

A few men who were clamoring to eat up all the steamed bun.

After eating four or five steamed buns in a row and drinking several large bowls of soup, my stomach was full and I couldn’t eat anymore.

The butler chuckled, and only one of them was left holding the Steamed bun and chewing on it.