Encounter Taotie by chance at the beginning and practice longevity skills

The general looked at Lei Ze who kept giggling, and he was also very puzzled. What happened to the master? He didn't even know such a simple question.

He was still having fun non-stop, forget it, he was not normal to begin with.

The general looked at the book in his hand again:

"Today there are things whose number I don't know. When I count three or three, there are two left. When I count five or five, there are three left. When I count seven or seven, there are two left. Ask, what is the geometry of the object?"

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Lei Ze looked at the general who continued to read seriously, and felt quite proud in his heart. He couldn't explain why, but he was just happy.

Um? Is this what it feels like to be a Bole? No wonder some people like to accept apprentices. It turns out that Bole is so happy when he finds a thousand-mile horse.

However, there are always horses that can cover a thousand li, but not Bole, so I have to be good at it, hahahaha.

Lei Ze was also happily reading the book, but he looked down on other exercises and the like. There were no Jing Qi Shen exercises here, and at most they were Jing Qi movement exercises.

However, there was a metal-based skill that could be run with energy, and he wrote it down.

Time flew by, and four days passed before Tang Yunting left the Scripture-Depository Pavilion with Xian Meng. Lei Ze also found an opportunity later and passed by in a flash.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Let me think about it, the closest mortal city to here should be Qingyang City. Let's go to Qingyang City."

"Brother Immortal, aren't you going to Chihei City?"

Lei Ze said: "There is nothing worth remembering in Chihei City. It's just the pawn shop. I want them to keep it. I guess they won't be able to collect anything good in such a short time. Let's go to Qingyang City to have a look. Anyway, the picture Is it the excitement of the New Year?”

After hearing this, the general said: "I agree, I like the excitement."

Xianmeng also smiled: "I have no objection."

"Hey, let's go to Qingyang City."

With the strength of three people, they quickly arrived at Qingyang City.

As soon as they entered the city, the three of them were attracted by the lively atmosphere of Qingyang City. Both sides of the street are crowded with people coming to celebrate the New Year. Various small vendors are set up along the street, selling all kinds of snacks, toys and souvenirs. The streets are full of fragrance, colorful and lively.

Lei Ze, General and Xian Meng were mixed in the crowd, with smiles on their faces unconsciously. They wandered around casually, occasionally stopping to taste authentic snacks or stop at stalls to admire the exquisite handicrafts.

However, there are always people who look at them strangely, because no matter what they eat, these three people let the mouse in their hands eat first.

Before I knew it, it was getting late. Because today is New Year's Eve, the sun has set, making it even more lively.

In a square, a dragon and lion dance performance was being held. The thunderous drums and the sound of gongs attracted countless audiences.

The three Lei Ze people were also attracted by this lively scene and stood in the crowd to watch.

However, Xianmeng's face seemed a little surprised. She gently pulled Lei Ze's sleeves, then pulled the general's clothes, and whispered: "Brother Xianren, sister general, we seem to have met acquaintances."

After hearing this, Lei Ze and the general looked puzzled. They used their spiritual senses to carefully feel the crowd around them and found that there was no one they knew.

Xian Meng pointed in the direction of a small alley in the southeast of the square.

Lei Ze glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness, still looking confused: "Who is it?"

The general didn't recognize him either and asked, "Yes, who is it?"

Xianmeng said: "It's Li Fang's father. The old man who runs a noodle shop."

The general said: "Oh, I remembered it. He was the one who had money to gamble, but lost everything. He lost all his family property and then borrowed money to run away."

Xian Meng nodded.

The general looked at him and sighed: "What a big change."

Lei Ze didn't know why, because he had never met Li Fang's father, so he didn't know him.

Xianmeng looked at Lei Ze and said, "Should we go over and have a look."

Lei Ze nodded: "Okay, let's go."

On the busiest street in Qingyang City, the lights are brightly lit and the crowds of people are everywhere. Laughter and cheers form a cheerful piece of music. However, behind the hustle and bustle, in an alley, a completely different scene was quietly unfolding.

At the intersection of the street, a beggar with a sallow face and skinny muscles sat quietly. His ragged clothes seemed out of place in the lively festival atmosphere. His eyes were empty, as if he had lost all hope and vitality. He just mechanically stretched out his trembling hands, hoping that passers-by would give him something.

He has been sitting in this alley for a long time. People passed by in a hurry, and no one wanted to stop, let alone give anything. In the joyful atmosphere of this festival, his existence seemed to be forgotten by the whole world.

Just then, a little girl walked into the alley, holding some snacks she had just bought. She saw Old Man Li sitting at the street corner, his eyes full of curiosity and sympathy.

She said to the adult next to her: "Mom, that man is so pitiful. Let's give him some food."

The adult glanced at the little girl and said earnestly: "Hey, this man is not worthy of pity. You don't know that he was wearing human-like clothes two months ago."

"Tell me what's wrong with learning other than gambling. A month ago I saw him being picked off by two people from the archway. Now he's like this. Stay away from him, in case you get involved in the past. If you want to gamble, why don't you beg for food?"

"So the poor man must be hateful."

The little girl didn't seem to understand what her mother was saying. She still looked at the beggar with wide eyes: "But he doesn't have food to eat. He's so pitiful. Look at the clothes he's wearing. Are they in tatters?" Do all gamblers deserve to die?”

Her mother quickly pulled the little girl away and said viciously as she walked: "Yes, gamblers don't deserve sympathy."

The beggar seemed indifferent to these words and just looked at the bowl in front of him quietly. There was no sadness or anger in his eyes, only deep emptiness and helplessness.

For him, the comments and opinions of others are no longer important. His life has long been reduced to a tragedy that no one cares about.

In this prosperous and indifferent world, he is like dust in a forgotten corner.

"clang."

The sound of gold entering the bowl broke the silence, and a tael of gold made a crisp sound in the beggar's bowl. The beggar raised his head and saw three impressive young men.

One of the girls, who was wearing light pink clothes and looked quite innocent, said, "Long time no see, old man."