Chapter 285: The Young Man in Tsing Yi
After making this decision, Su Peng did not hesitate, knocked the fat Taoist unconscious again, and left the alley by himself.
Walking on the street of Linyi City, the sun has set at this time, but there are not too many pedestrians in Linyi City, the shops on both sides of the street are lanterns, and the street is very bright.
Su Peng followed the path he had taken and returned to the Hanging Pot Hall, and the guys in the store seemed to remember that Su Peng was a relative of the shopkeeper of the Hanging Pot Hall, and let Su Peng enter the red backyard after saying hello.
Entering the backyard, Su Peng entered the small building, took a short rest, and then went offline and logged out of the game.
In reality, it was already one or two o'clock in the morning, Su Peng casually made some food, and went to sleep after eating.
In the next two days, Su Peng spent the time in the Hanging Pot Hall, and changed his appearance, changing his face to the one he used to call himself Qi Ye in the game, and did not walk around in Linyi City, the old man who was the shopkeeper of the Hanging Pot Hall also knew that Su Peng had the ability to change his face.
After two days like this, finally, it was the day after the penultimate auction in Liangzhou City.
Su Peng also finished his refinement in the Hanging Pot Hall, and in the past two days, he has re-cultivated his control of internal force, and his precise control of internal force has improved a little, but he still has not broken through the realm.
On the third day, Su Peng finally got out of the customs and walked to the street of Linyi again, at this time he had changed his face, but he was not afraid of being found out.
Walking on the street of Linyi, Su Peng felt the bustling but not impatient atmosphere on the street, and Shi Shiran walked, feeling that he had not been so relaxed for a long time.
"Buns! Freshly released buns! Steamed buns with prawns! Minced meat buns! Vegetable and meat buns, fish buns! β
As he was walking, Su Peng suddenly heard the sound of selling on the street.
Hearing about fish and shrimp buns, Su Peng suddenly felt a little hungry in his belly, when he was a child, Su Peng's mother liked to make fish stuffed buns for Su Peng. Su Peng has eaten smoothly since he was a child, but Zhonghai people have no habit of making this food, so Su Peng has not eaten it for six or seven years.
At this time, hearing someone shouting, Su Peng couldn't help but have a great appetite, and he hadn't eaten today, so Su Peng walked towards the place where he was selling.
Walking there, Su Peng looked over, but saw that this was a not too big steamed bun shop, and there was a thirty-year-old woman with a white towel tied to her head and steaming steamed buns. Outside, what could be her husband's man was setting up a large steamer, and inside it was full of fist-sized white buns, which were being sold.
Su Peng walked over and asked, "How do you sell fish buns?" β
"Five cents for two." The man said, Su Peng nodded, took out a piece of broken silver from his body, and said, "Three fish buns, two shrimp fillings, you don't need to look for the rest of the money." β
The man screamed hello. grabbed the oiled paper bag next to him and filled Su Peng with buns.
"Uncle Zhao, bring me some buns."
When Su Peng was waiting to get the buns, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind. Said to the man who sold the bun with a smile.
Su Peng heard the familiar voice, and when he looked back, he was a fairly handsome little beggar.
"Is that him?"
Su Peng saw it and immediately recognized it. Isn't this the little beggar who helped those two Red Flag Daoists deceive themselves two days ago?
I saw that his face was still so dirty, and he said to the man who sold buns with a smile.
"Go, go, I'm reluctant to eat myself, I'm afraid I won't get back. Where are the buns that are given to you? β
The man who sold the buns, with a slight annoyance on his face, said to the little beggar.
"Hey, Lao Zhao, today I don't care if you want buns, I'm buying buns."
The little beggar said, and as he spoke, he turned over his body, found a piece of broken silver, put it in the palm of his hand, and said to the old Zhao.
Lao Zhao, who sold steamed buns, seemed to be slightly surprised, but his face was much kinder, and said, "You kid is lucky to be charity by a good person?" β
"What a good man, it's almost a murderer, he was almost killed...... But don't worry about it, Lao Zhao, bring me eight fish and meat stuffed buns, six vegetable and meat buns, let me enjoy it. β
The little beggar smiled and said to the man who sold the buns.
"You're going to kill yourself?"
The man who sold the buns laughed and cursed, but he still took the broken silver and filled the little beggar with buns.
"Two bags!"
The little beggar cried.
Su Peng looked at the little beggar and felt a little strange in his heart.
The money on the little beggar should have been given to him by himself two days ago, but it is not surprising.
But how could this little beggar buy so many buns?
You have to know that Lu Dao, this kind of child who has been mixing on the street since childhood, knows how to protect himself the most, because they have eaten this meal and have not eaten, if they have money, they are also extremely economical to spend.
It is also possible to buy some meat buns to eat occasionally to improve your life, but there is no reason to buy so much at once, this little beggar is not like a generous person, and he will not be so kind to his beggar companions.
And people like little beggars know how not to waste food very well, and there is no reason why they can't eat steamed buns at once if they buy so many at once.
Unless......
"Could it be that this little beggar brought one for someone else?"
Su Peng suddenly had a thought in his heart, he was a little curious, who did this little beggar buy it for.
Quietly, Su Peng took his share of the bun, then walked into the alley, and then stood in the dark, paying attention to the little beggar.
The little beggar also took the bun, put it in his bosom and left, and then drilled left and right like a fish in the street, as if trying to avoid some stalker.
Su Peng kept staring at him and followed him over, although the little beggar was slippery, Su Peng's tracking level was professional, and there were no anti-tracking environmental props such as reflective glass and car rearview mirrors in this world, so the little beggar didn't know that he had been followed.
After following for a while, Su Peng followed the little beggar and walked to a big mansion.
The little beggar, walking around the mansion, found a culvert to drain the house, and through the culvert, he got into the mansion.
Su Peng also walked to the mansion and looked at the mansion.
"Huh? How can this mansion have a fierce and malicious spirit? Also, look at this wall, it's covered with moss, it seems that no one has rested for a long time? β
Su Peng looked at it and thought to himself.
He looked around and saw that there was no one around, and one jumped over the wall into the mansion.
After entering, Su Peng was sure of one thing, this place may have been abandoned for a long time and no one lived there.
In the courtyard, there are all wild grass, and you can see a few houses, but the doors are also dilapidated, and they don't want to be inhabited inside.
Su Peng glanced and saw the little beggar in front of him flashing from a corner, as if he had gone somewhere in the small courtyard behind.
Su Peng quickly followed, walked to the corner and jumped lightly, went to the roof, and knelt down at the eaves to look down.
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In the backyard.
The little beggar went to a house in the backyard and chirped a few times at the faΓ§ade of the house, learning the pheasant's crow.
There was silence in the room for a while, and after a while, a young man's voice sounded: "You're back?" β
"It's me, Ga Wazi, I brought you meat buns."
"Well, I'll come out now."
There was a sound from inside the house, and after a while, a teenager stepped out of the dilapidated house.
This young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, was dressed in a cyan costume and had a very handsome face, but he was very thin, which ruined the overall feeling.
And the green robe on his body looks like it is made of brocade silk, which should be quite precious, but at this time, it looks extremely dirty, and there are some small red and black dots on it, which seem to be the color after the blood stains have dried up.
His hair was also a little disheveled, and there were a lot of grass clippings on his hair.
At this time, he walked out of the room with a haggard face, looked at the little beggar, and said apologetically: "It's really dragging you down, I can't do anything, and I want you to find something to eat for me." β
"Where." The little beggar smiled when he heard this, and said to the young man: "Xiao Song, your whole family is a great good person, and every winter you open a porridge field to help us poor, when I was young, if I didn't go to your family's porridge field every winter to drink porridge, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive early, and I have to be a man to know how to repay my kindness. β
The young man heard the little beggar mention his family, and his eyes immediately turned red, the little beggar was very good at observing words and feelings, and when he saw that the young man seemed to be crying, he couldn't help screaming, patted his head hard, and said: "My stinky mouth, which pot can't be opened, why don't you mention your sad things again!" β
"I don't blame you, I want to blame, and I also blame those wicked people in Red Flag Road!"
When the young man in Tsing Yi heard this, he restrained his urge to cry and said to the little beggar.
The little beggar listened, nodded and said: "That's it, those stinky Taoist priests, a few days ago, asked me to help them harm people, and then kicked me several times, if it weren't for the fact that most of my lives were killed by them, why didn't these stinky Taoist priests die?" β
As he spoke, he patted his head and said, "Oh, just talking about it, I almost forgot the meat buns I bought, and if you don't eat it, it will be cold, for you." β
Saying that, the little beggar handed a bag containing buns to the young man, who was already hungry, and when he saw what he was eating, he was a little reserved, so he took it, opened the bag, took out the buns, and chewed them.
Su Peng was on the eaves of the big house, looking at the little beggar and the boy in the backyard, and hearing their conversation, Su Peng immediately understood who the young man was.
Listening to the tone of the young man's voice, nine times out of ten, it was the young man who the people of the Red Flag Road were looking for who might have the Qingyun inheritance, it turned out that he was hidden here by the little beggar, and the little beggar found him something to eat...... No wonder Red Flag Road couldn't find him. β
Su Peng saw it and immediately understood.
Before, he still wondered, if the young man was in the city, at least he had to eat, then he would have to move, there were so many people in Chiqi Road, there was no reason why he couldn't find him.
But now it seems that his diet has been taken care of by this little beggar, and he is hidden in this deserted house, no wonder those people in the Red Flag Road can't find him.
Thinking of this, Su Peng had a plan in his heart.
He jumped from the top of the house and walked towards the two teenagers in the backyard...... (To be continued......)