Code Farmer Cultivation

Following Zhang Deming's words, several weeds on the surrounding roadside spread rapidly, and several rattan-like leaves were wrapped into zongzi before they could react.

Several people struggled for a while, and when Zhang Deming floated down gently, there was no sound.

After Zhang Deming landed, the woman saw that all the men around her were dead, she got up without hesitation and said: "I have seen the fairy elder."

"Don't tell me, I can't take a maid like you with me. You should hurry up and find a way to escape. If they didn't do too much, I wouldn't be too lazy to meddle in my own business."

After Zhang Deming said that, the light wings on his heels trembled, and he ran away directly.

"I belong to the Qian family in Liuzhou City, and I haven't asked my benefactor's name?"

A woman's urgent voice came from behind.

"Tianlingmen live Lei Feng, you're welcome."

The voice gradually faded away, and the last few words could not be heard clearly.

Zhang Deming didn't care about the little episode.

Along the way, there were quite a few robberies like this. If it weren't for this group of people doing too much, he would really be the same as before, too lazy to care.

After running for a while again, it was already dark.

Zhang Deming estimated the distance, and he will be able to arrive at the destination at noon tomorrow at the latest.

In terms of footsteps and time, Lu Ze and the others should be leaving the day after tomorrow, so there is no need to rush, he should be ahead of them now.

At this time, Zhang Deming happened to find an inn in a wild suburb.

Look around, there is no village or store behind, and the next town will take at least an hour to run.

It may be weird to have an inn in a place like this in the previous life, but in this world it should belong to the official post.

Let's spend the night here today. With an idea, Zhang Deming walked directly into the inn.

Because this is a place with a radius of dozens of miles, when Zhang Deming walked into the inn, the inn was not deserted, it was even very lively, full of guests eating.

Zhang Deming entered the inn, there was a slight silence around him, many people turned their heads to look over, and then found that it was a young man, and returned to normal again.

"Hey, please come inside, Mr. Xiao Lang."

The proprietress warmly greeted Zhang Deming. She led Zhang Deming and turned around to find that the living room was full.

He froze for a moment, looked at Zhang Deming and said, "Young Lord, don't you mind sharing the table?"

Hearing the words, Zhang Deming looked around and found that the seats were indeed full. Immediately afterwards, his eyes froze at a table in front of the window. Can you meet fellow practitioners in this place?

But at this age, it's a bit too young!

At this time, the other party also looked over, looked at Zhang Deming and was taken aback for a moment, and even actively nodded with Zhang Deming.

Immediately Zhang Deming also nodded in response, and walked directly to the table.

At this moment, there is only a [-]-year-old and a half-year-old child sitting on this table. When Zhang Deming came, the other party just ordered a table of dishes.

Well, it's really a table, five big dishes and five small dishes.

Seeing Zhang Deming walking directly to this place, the proprietress nodded at each other, thinking it was the child's parents, and explained embarrassingly:

"The kid who just ran over asked him what to eat, but he didn't make it clear, so he ordered the signature dish, and just served it.

In addition, his silver was directly displayed, so we will list these here. "

Chapter 54 Inn

Zhang Deming looked at the proprietress indifferently, a little puzzled, not knowing what the other party was talking about.

Seeing Zhang Deming's expression, the proprietress thought that he didn't care, and guessed that he was a rich man who didn't care about this little money, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "Then eat slowly."

Zhang Deming watched the proprietress leave inexplicably, then turned to look at the little boy who was sitting, and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't you mind sharing a table? There are no seats available here."

The little boy Yi Huaihai looked at Zhang Deming with a smile, his eyes lingered on Zhang Deming's clothes for a moment, and replied: "Brother, you don't mind."

Zhang Deming paused slightly when he heard the words, and said, "Fellow Daoists call me Senior Brother? Could it be that you are..."

Yi Huaihai said with a smile: "I am a disciple of an aristocratic family outside the Tianling Sect. This time I went to the Tianling Sect hoping to enter the outer sect."

Zhang Deming asked suspiciously, "You alone?"

Although the other party is a practitioner, there is still something wrong with a person at this age, right?

The family is so big-hearted?

When Yi Huaihai heard this, he fell silent. Seeing this, Zhang Deming didn't ask questions since they had never met each other.

Yi Huaihai smiled and asked, "Want to eat something together?"

It can be seen that this child is very precocious, and his mind is not low.

Zhang Deming looked at it, and found that it was all ordinary dishes without spiritual food, so there would be no expense.

The money is in Tianlingmen, and after working as a handyman for more than two years, its value is comparable to steamed buns.

Therefore, Zhang Deming was not polite, he held his chopsticks and said, "Okay!"

"Yo, two little brothers can't finish it."

Just picked up the chopsticks and planned to have a friendly chat, an old man who was a bit drunk, reeked of alcohol, hadn't showered and washed his hair for many years, dressed very sloppily, looked like a beggar, and greeted him.

The strong biochemical weapons made Zhang Deming and Yi Huaihai, who were about to eat, frown.

The other party directly sat next to Zhang Deming carelessly, looking at Zhang Deming, the only adult who didn't speak, but frowning tightly, he opened his mouth and said:

"Come on, the old beggar will help you solve it."

As he said that, he wanted to reach out to grab the vegetables, and a lot of dirt was clearly visible on the whole hand.

"You'd better think about it before you do it."

Yi Huaihai spoke softly, with a soft tone without much force.

Zhang Deming came in just now, and he hadn't figured out the situation yet, and he was just sharing tables and eating together, so he just watched without saying a word.

The old man's hands paused, and he took a serious look at Yi Huaihai and Zhang Deming, especially Zhang Deming's hands. He didn't find any calluses, so he replied with a smile:

"Oh, don't be so stingy, you guys are so generous, it has aroused the glutton in my stomach, old beggar.

Anyway, the two of you can't finish eating, so I'll help you kill it so as not to waste it. "

While talking, he had already reached out and clawed a piece of meat, and threw it into his mouth.

"Well, the taste is really good."

After finishing speaking, he continued to reach out for another dish.

His hands and claws were full of stains, stained with grease, and fell on many dishes, and he couldn't eat most of the dishes.

Yi Huaihai's face turned cold, he directly pulled out the dagger from his arms, and slashed at it.

The old man didn't care, he ate with his claws and changed his moves with the other, and he easily dispelled all of Yi Huaihai's attacks.

He said vaguely with a lazy smile: "Don't be so angry at such a young age, at worst, I, an old beggar in Liuzhou, owe you one time.

You don't care, it's not good to use knives and guns at such a young age. "

Zhang Deming glanced at the other party lightly, but didn't answer.

When he reported the old beggar in Liuzhou, the eyes of those around who had been staring at Zhang Deming and the two with malicious intentions were instantly withdrawn, and many people withdrew their eyes, at least not so carelessly.

At this moment, Yi Huaihai laughed, the old man had already moved eight of the ten dishes in front of him, but the one in front of him and Zhang Deming did not move.

Obviously, the other party not only intends to eat and drink, but also sees that Zhang Deming and Zhang Deming love to be clean, so they want to rub eight.

"That's right, isn't it just a table of dishes!" The old beggar misunderstood Yi Huaihai's smile and said.

Yi Huaihai shook his head, put away the dagger in his hand, Zhang Deming watched quietly, the baby looked young, but Zhang Deming found out that the other party was an intermediate apprentice.

Not to mention the old beggar, even this room is not enough for this baby to fight alone.

The reason why he lost just now was entirely because the baby didn't use any spiritual power. Obviously, he couldn't beat this obvious veteran.

Zhang Deming quietly watched the other party eat all kinds of dishes, only the one in front of Zhang Deming and Yi Huaihai didn't move among the ten dishes, he still seemed to feel that he had principles.

After a long time, Zhang Deming watched the other party finish eating, and he ate up all eight dishes, which is really huge.

"Hi, it's been a long time since I feel so comfortable. Today is my old beggar, Meng Lang. I owe you one." The old man patted his stomach and said to Zhang Deming, who had been silent all this time.

Zhang Deming didn't pay any attention to the other party, he roughly recalled, this guy thought he belonged to his parents?

In addition to the words and reaction of the proprietress just now, that is to say, the child has not been here for long, and he is guessing about the matter with him.

At this moment, Yi Huaihai smiled and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

The old man nodded and said, "It's over."

"Have you eaten?" Yi Huaihai continued to ask.

The old man nodded with a smile and said: "Eat well, what's wrong with the little baby, still not convinced?

Do you really think that I, the old beggar, are here to rub you for food?

You don't have any calluses all over your body, and your fist and kick skills are really average. You are obviously not a practicing family, and the parent next to you is not much worse.

A whole body of money was still clinking on the table, and without a servant, he appeared in this inn with no village in front of him or a store behind.

Old beggar, if I don't give you this meal, do you believe that you won't be able to walk half a mile tomorrow?

Do you really think that I care about your food?

In this huge Liuzhou, if I say something to the old beggar, I don’t know how many people will line up to invite me to eat nonsense, how rare? "

Zhang Deming nodded, and interjected: "Well, you are Hong Qigong, I probably guessed it."

"Hong Qigong? Who is that?" the old man asked in confusion.

Zhang Deming didn't answer the other party, and continued: "However, it's okay if you don't talk about what you said just now!

After eating and drinking, guard us, help us drive away these malicious people around us, and escort us to the destination. If we are ordinary people, it will be more like this.

But if you say it again after eating, it seems deliberate.

By the way, do you really not recognize my clothes?Or……"

Zhang Deming didn't say anything about the subsequent guesses.

"Clothes?" The old beggar frowned and looked at Zhang Deming's clothes, but he didn't find any problems for a long time.

Chapter 55 In the Inn

Seeing the other party's puzzled look, Zhang Deming shook his head.

It seems that I really don't know each other, maybe I was thinking too much, at this time the little boy Yi Huaihai who had been keeping a cold face said: "Brother, don't talk nonsense with such a person."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at the old beggar, and said, "As a person, my principles are a little different from others.

I like to look at problems from angles or perspectives. From my point of view, I don’t think I need your help. You eat and drink inexplicably and have a bad attitude. You should be killed!

Originally, what you ate just now was a meal with severed heads.

But you added such a big deal, I thought about it, I need your hand.

Just to warn you, as a mortal, when meddling in other people's business in the future, you should at least see your identity clearly before making a move. Our meal is not something you can casually pick up. "

Hearing this, Zhang Deming looked at Yi Huaihai in surprise. This perspective mode of thinking was quite to his liking, but it was a bit too extreme.

"Little baby, old man..."

With an evil smile, Yi Huaihai raised his head directly, and the old beggar's words froze in his mouth.

Yi Huaihai's eyes flickered at this moment, staring at the old beggar coldly.

Seeing the light in Yi Huaihai's eyes, the old beggar was stunned.

With his status in the world, he still knows a lot about the legends of immortals. Although he has never experienced it, he clearly knows its power.

Yi Huaihai looked at the old man's expression, and said: "It seems that although you don't know senior brother's clothes, at least you have some knowledge, so do you want me to do it?"

The old beggar had a bitter look on his face, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said without explaining anything, "Don't bother the two seniors, I will do it myself."

Zhang Deming frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, wanted to speak, but accidentally caught sight of a corner of the old beggar's coat.

Ok?

Is it really a beggar, this fabric...?