It's noon.

The September sun is still so hot that people are dizzy.

Dao Wujian did not enter Linhai City, but made a big circle outside Linhai City, and the destination was of course the dock.

There is still half a day away from the wharf, and Dao Wujian found a noodle stall on the side of the road, ready to fill his stomach.

The stall is small, with a tarpaulin on it to shelter from the wind and rain, and four small tables underneath, and the owner of the stall is an elderly man with gray hair and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

When the old man saw that business was coming, he greeted him diligently.

"A bowl of hot dry noodles and a jug of wine. Dao Wujian said.

In the old man's opinion, this is a big business, a pot of wine is five catties, and selling a pot of wine is more profitable than selling ten bowls of noodles.

The old man smiled, and sent the wine first, and not long after, the steaming hot dry noodles were served.

Now that it's time to eat, no matter who you are, you want to fill your stomach.

Dao Wujian just ate a few bites of noodles and drank a few sips of wine.

Two ragged beggars came running pitifully.

The old man's face was cold, two beggars like this, who was still in the mood to come to his noodle stall to eat noodles, and scolded the two beggars, for fear that the two beggars would disturb his small business.

For beggars living at the bottom of society, it seems that everyone can teach a few lessons, even the noodle stall owners who look honest and dutiful.

Scolding people who are not as good as themselves seems to be a person's innate ability.

The two beggars didn't leave, begging with a dead face, and when they saw the stall owner's heart was like a stone, they came to the body of Dao Wuji, and they didn't open their mouths to beg, they just watched Dao Wuji, although they didn't speak, but everyone knew that these two beggars were going to eat.

The old man was angry and anxious, if it weren't for his old age and weakness, he would have the heart to beat people.

But there are still guests who come to the door.

A middle-aged man dressed in a fancy costume with a sallow face, as soon as he arrived at the noodle stall, he shouted: "Boss, come to a bowl of noodles, put more beef, cabbage, and dried tofu." ”

The old man didn't bother to drive away the two beggars, answered, and in less than a moment, a bowl of noodles with beef, cabbage, and dried tofu was served.

Dao Wujian looked at the two beggars staring at him, he really couldn't eat, put down the dishes and chopsticks, picked up the wine jug, and prepared to leave.

Seeing Dao Wujian standing up and preparing to leave, who knew that one of the beggars said angrily: "Looking at your dignified appearance, I can't imagine that you are so stingy, are you embarrassed to let us eat your leftovers?"

Dao Wujian smiled, sat down again, and said, "Boss, give them two bowls of noodles, I'll treat them." ”

The old man brought two bowls of freshly prepared noodles to the table.

The other beggar snorted coldly, pushed the two bowls of noodles aside, and said disdainfully: "Let's open your mouth before you have a treat, it seems that you are not sincere at all, you think that our brothers are rare in your noodles, you better keep it for yourself." With that, the two beggars swaggered away.

Strange things happen every year, especially today.

Today, Dao Wujian not only received two inexplicable letters, but also met two inexplicable beggars.

The old man rubbed his hands and said, "Uncle, this ......"

Dao Wujian smiled: "Count it in." ”

The money is out, but the noodles are not eaten.

The old man saw the two bowls of noodles just under it, and it was a pity to pour them out, it was absolutely impossible to give them to other guests, and he hadn't eaten yet, so he simply ate them himself, and he didn't waste them.

A faint smile appeared on Dao Wuji's face, thinking in his heart about the two beggars just now, what was their purpose in acting strangely?

Dao Wujian thought about this question as he walked.

Two beggars, begging for two bowls of noodles, but not eating, are they still beggars?

If they deliberately make things difficult for themselves, why do they leave so suddenly?

Dao Wujian quickly understood the reason.

Dao Wujian walked out less than a few feet away, only to hear a whining sound behind him that seemed to be a beast before he died, and when he looked back, he only saw the old man in the stall planted on the ground, his face was black, his mouth was in his mouth, and there was black blood at the corner of his mouth.

The noodles are poisonous, or highly poisonous.

The noodles were naturally held with the knife just now, but the knife was not eaten.

The person who poisoned the knife obviously wanted to poison the knife without stain, and by mistake, the noodle stall owner became a substitute for the ghost.

As for who poisoned it, the people who were at the noodle stall just now had the opportunity to poison it, but the most suspicious were the two beggars who left in a hurry just now.

Dao Wujian was shocked in his heart, and unfolded his body, like a gust of wind, and caught up with the two beggars in front of him in a few breaths.

"The two of them wanted to leave after doing a good deed, and they couldn't help but be happy too soon. The knife stopped the two beggars, and their faces were full of narrowness.

The two beggars were stunned for a moment, and before they could speak, they saw that their faces were like gold paper, their faces were full of pain, and they fell to the ground and convulsed a few times, and their seven orifices were bleeding, and then there was no movement.

Naturally, the dead do not move.

"It's poisonous. Dao Wujian frowned.

The other party would rather die than confide in half a word, why is this?

If they are not afraid of death, why should they be in a hurry to die? At least they can taunt themselves and threaten themselves before they die, and maybe they can save their lives.

Dao Wujian went on the road with doubts.

While thinking about the problem and hurrying away, the time seems to pass much faster than usual.

Unconsciously, the sun sets over the mountains, and the tired birds return to the forest.

Seeing that it was getting late, Dao Wujian stayed at the only inn in the town.

I asked for three side dishes and a pot of wine, and asked the innkeeper to deliver it to the room.

Along the way, since he knew that someone was going to harm him, Dao Wujian was secretly on guard all the time, and when the innkeeper who delivered the food left, Dao Wujian closed the door and tried the food and wine with a silver needle.

No poison!

Dao Wujian couldn't help but smile bitterly, secretly laughing that he was too nervous, and poured himself a drink in the room alone.

But there are people who can't get along with the knife.

With a "tuk", a small pebble hit the window, which was particularly harsh in a quiet room.

Dao Wujian hurriedly put down the wine glass and opened the window, only to see a person directly opposite the window smirking at himself, and then turned around and ran away.

"Want to escape?" said Dao Wujian sneered, and his body flew out of the window like a bat.

Dao Wujian appeared in front of the man like a ghost, and said, "Friend, why rush to leave when you come. ”

Who knew that the man's face changed greatly, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying, his face was like gold paper, and after falling to the ground and convulsing a few times, he bled to death.

It's exactly the same as the death of two beggars.

From the man's expression before he died, it can be seen that he didn't seem to know that he was going to die, and he didn't want to die, but in the end he died.

A smile flashed across the corners of Dao Wuji's mouth, and he had vaguely grasped something.