The sky is slightly dark, maybe the black clouds before the mountain rain is about to come to the city, the sky is like a child's face that is about to be unbearable, full of tears will soon be poured down, some of the street vendors close their stalls and go home, some set up tents and want to fight for two more luck, and strive to earn an extra money to buy wine before going home.

But there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and the coming rain washed away all the bustle of the county, and a ragged beggar walked slowly with a cane, completely ignoring the fact that the next heavy rain would cause his thin body to be more sick.

The spring rain is as expensive as oil, and it is still inevitable that the tail of the cold, it is estimated that after this rain, it is difficult to live anymore, a huge county is not a beggar for him, the entire Cangzhou, the entire Northern Wei Dynasty, and even the entire Kyushu, every rain, every snow will quietly take away many lives, maybe the world has long been used to it.

A great sage of Confucianism said that the original nature of human beings is good, and the newborn child looks at the whole world with his purest eyes, and is also being contaminated bit by bit, some people stick to their hearts, and some people forget their original goodness.

It is said that literati are inferior to each other, and scholars are the most unaware of others being better than themselves, not to mention the sects that compete for food in this big dinner plate in Kyushu, Buddhism and Taoism compete from the folk to the temple, and then enter the rivers and lakes, who doesn't want to be the most orthodox line, of course, the premise of this kind of competition is to tacitly exclude Ling Tiangong, and there is no more religion than Ling Tiangong disciples, because the latter represents the way of heaven.

And Confucianism as a kind of almost religious and similar doctrine, widely spread among the people, but unfortunately in the temple is suppressed by the military Legalists are difficult to breathe, Rao is so, probably should also be the same hatred of the enemy Confucianism is a tree blossoming each brilliant, you say that human nature is good, I think that human nature is evil, evil is ignorant, evil nature, so after birth, you need to continue to learn, with knowledge to tell yourself what is right, what is wrong.

The children who waited to see the rain on the side of the street fell on the beggar, their eyes rolled slightly, the older ones simply looked forward to a joke scene of falling chickens, and the younger ones couldn't bear to look at it directly, and finally muttered why not find an eaves to shelter from the rain, but in the end they all sat peacefully on their own benches, how could an oil-paper umbrella have to cost dozens of copper plates, which was already an astronomical amount for them, not to mention whether there was a lack of an umbrella at home and whether they would be beaten and scolded by their mothers, perhaps this is the essential difference between the women of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the women of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and there is rarely a saying that the head of the family.

The ragged beggar continued to walk down the street, not looking for shelter from the rain under the eaves, as the children had thought, and the beggar walked very slowly, even slower than the rest of the passers-by who hurried to go home, and even stood there after walking for a while, as if he were tired of resting his feet.

The rain finally fell, there was no prelude to it, it was pouring at the beginning, the children under the eaves clapped their hands and jumped, they had never seen such a heavy rain, they reached out of the eaves, the raindrops hit their hands like a gentleman's ruler, and then looked at the beggar, a ragged robe was not covered, and it looked even more embarrassed after being washed by the rain, and the fluffy hair was wet together under the moisture of the rain, revealing a young cheek, very clean.

This is a mother and son holding two umbrellas and walking quickly towards the house, splashing water droplets wet the little lady's embroidered shoes, the rain is like smoke, the whole world becomes hazy, the child is estimated to be three or four years old, the umbrella in his hand is very different from his thin body, staggered by the raindrops, or stubbornly holding the umbrella handle, happily stepping on the water.

The little lady gently rolled up the hair in front of her forehead and clamped it behind her ears, looking at the young son who was playing with love, she was not angry because the other party wet her shoes and socks, compared to most women in the Northern Wei Dynasty, she could not let the eyebrows be whiskered with men on the wine table if she didn't have the cuffs to circle her cuffs, and her beautiful face, her facial features were as delicate as jade, and her gentle appearance was more like a small beauty that could only be moistened by the rain in the Southern Tang Dynasty.

The beggar looked at the only one left on the street except himself, and was suddenly stunned, his stagnant steps seemed to be suppressed in place by the rain, his eyes lingered, and his lips that were still dry and peeling even if they were wet by the rain slowly trembled.

The woman seemed to be aware of the gaze that came through the rain curtain, raised her head and met each other, the rain was very strong, and each other's appearance was not real, she paused for a moment, and then pulled the young son under her umbrella, and handed over the extra umbrella very usually.

"Here you go, my family lives in the front alley, remember to send it when the rain stops. ”

The beggar was slightly stunned, his eyes fixed on the other party's face, until the woman's face finally staggered her gaze, and was about to reach out to pick it up, as if she had touched something, and hurriedly hugged her palm tightly with the ragged sleeves on her body, took the umbrella extremely unnaturally, and chuckled at the other party, and her clean cheeks were a little handsome at the moment.

"Thank you, can I do anything for you? ”

The rain was very heavy, drowning the last half of the sentence, the woman paused for a moment, was amused by the other party's words, raised her cuffs to cover the corners of her mouth, but the child under the umbrella said bluntly: "No, you just remember to change the umbrella back tomorrow." ”

The mother and son left with an umbrella, leaving the beggar alone, and the whole street was deserted again, until the figures of the two finally disappeared at the entrance of the alley, and the beggar shook his head, walked forward, and talked to himself.

"Xu Muzi, you have been guarding the common people for fifty years, isn't it this umbrella that you are asking for, when your people have been reincarnated, who else in the world will remember you. ”

The rain rippled, eager to submerge the entire county, and the beggar walked slower and more lonely alone, until suddenly another person came under the umbrella, dressed in brocade clothes, a strand of white hair hanging down on his forehead, and the two were judged side by side.

"You've seen him. Nan Chaxing said softly, even if the old-timers standing next to him were famous fifty years ago, their words were still so neither humble nor arrogant, more like two old friends who had been friends for a long time.

The ragged beggar nodded, "I owed him a life-saving money back then, I wanted to pay him back, but I didn't think I owed it again, it's been a thousand years, Su Chengyun still refuses to let him go, this old immortal." ”

When he said this, the beggar suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and looked down at the palm that was tightly wrapped in clothes, "Haha, I didn't believe it back then, it turns out that there is really an immortality, but this immortality is not needed." ”

Nan Chaxing's expression was solemn, and it was the first time he heard the person's full name from someone else's mouth, even if this name had been repeated thousands of times in his heart, he didn't have the courage to say it, and the title was replaced by the word sir, not to mention that someone dared to insult like this, and his eyes were much more solemn.

"You don't have to do this, he owes me, even if he appears in front of me now, I will scold him. The more the beggar spoke, the more excited he became, and the sound actually overshadowed the rain curtain, but he stayed in the three-inch heaven and earth around him, and when he went out, there was still a sound of water droplets touching the ground.

Nan Chaixing suddenly withdrew from the umbrella with a fist, let the rain wet the luxurious brocade clothes, and said in a deep voice: "I implore the seniors to save Su and ask once." ”

The beggar stopped, squinted his eyes and looked at this thief who can definitely rank among the top three in the world in terms of appearance, and he also doesn't know how many women in Kyushu have been fascinated, as if he remembered himself back then, remembered the pair of flower shoes he embroidered for the other party with his own hands, and was actually in a trance, and after coming back to his senses, he put away the umbrella in his hand, hugged it in his arms like a baby, and muttered: "Su Carrier still has someone who can't be saved?" Although he let us go, it doesn't mean that fifty years of hatred can be written off, there are many people who want to kill him, and there are many people who want to kill that kid, I am just a beggar that no one knows, and I have shown him the way to live, but he is not willing to go. ”

"Mr. went to Ling Tian Palace this time just to redeem the sins of the past, naturally he didn't dare to blackmail his predecessors with this, but he accidentally alarmed the old palace master of Ling Tian Palace, and there was no trace after the fierce battle, so he was forced to plead with his predecessors out of desperation, since Su asked the seniors who were willing to die for him fifty years ago, why didn't they want to save it again. ”

The beggar was silent, and his misty eyes seemed to include the entire rain curtain in it, but he didn't know the slightest look, and finally shook his head and walked forward, "Fifty years ago, Xu Muzi has died in the Heaven of Inquiry, and he can't do anything, so he said goodbye." ”

Looking at the back of the other party's departure, Nan Chaxing, who had always been calm, panicked, pondered for a moment and shouted: "The husband of the woman died in the hands of the horse bandits three years ago, and this group of horse bandits is dressed up by Gu Danian's subordinates, it was I who rescued the mother and son, two lives for one life, if the seniors take another step, the late birth will end their lives." ”

When the beggar heard the sound, a touch of gloom appeared on his clean face, and his eyes were like knives staring at the south chasing star, and suddenly the rain at the mouth of the entire alley was frozen in the void, and a majestic breath gushed out.

"You are threatening me, although my cultivation at the moment is not as good as before, but the artistic conception is still there, enough to kill you. ”

Nan Chaxing only felt that his chest was dull, as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and he took half a step back before he finally could breathe, although the other party was also in the realm of Lichen at the moment, but the level of this was too bad, the rivers and lakes fifty years ago, luck was like a surging river, in contrast, the rivers and lakes at this moment may really be just a lake.

"The predecessors cultivated, and the late life was ashamed of itself, but the distance here is not more than a hundred steps, and the late life has absolute certainty to kill people before death. Nan Chaxing said, the hundred steps here are naturally not the distance between him and Xu Muzi, but there is a widow's house at the mouth of the alley, and I saw that his body was like a bow, ready to go.

There was no sound around, I don't know how long it was silent, I only heard a light sigh, the rain in the sky finally fell again, Xu Muzi took out the oil-paper umbrella in his arms, his eyes were full of affection, and finally unfolded it again on the top of his head, walking on the water, like a dragonfly dotting water, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The coercion was dissipated, Nan Chaxing breathed a sigh of relief, although his words were full of hardness, but in fact he couldn't grasp thirty percent, but he still had to gamble, even if it was very likely that he would die tragically on the spot, but he had no choice, Su Chengyun disappeared without a trace after the battle with the palace master of Ling Tian Palace, and a difficult character just crossed the river again, leaving him alone and had to come to ask for help, fortunately, he bet right, and gambled with his life Xu Muzi, who is known as the eternal romance, did not dare to let his beloved woman get involved in the slightest danger.