leave the wind on the grass

You can't find Yueci, let alone others.

Qiu Xiaofeng disappeared.

Originally, Qiu Xiaofeng wasn't too famous in Jianghu, he just showed his face in a few big events, and not many people knew about his disappearance.

It's just that the people from the Sweeping Villa, the Imperial City, the Demon Cult, and the Ghost Sect couldn't hold back, and they sent out their hands to search, but they still found nothing.

Qiu Xiaofeng couldn't move with his injured leg, and he didn't have any money on him.So I had to sleep in the ruined temple, and after only a few days, I looked like a beggar in a mess.The beggars around him also felt sorry for him, and gave him something to eat from time to time, and finally encouraged Qiu Xiaofeng to go to the street with them to beg for food.

In fact, Qiu Xiaofeng refused at first, but after thinking about it, what's the difference between always begging for food from others and going to the street to beg for it yourself?In terms of workmanship, he is still dragging a leg, and the residual poison is not clear, who wants him?Do you have to wait until you starve to death?Contact his brother?His brother is from ten miles and eight villages. Who knows where to find him?Going back to Yuxi is probably the only way to get food from the folks, and if you want to catch him, you will have to chase him to Yuxi sooner or later.

So Qiu Xiaofeng sat on the street in tattered and patched clothes, with a half-missing bowl in front of him.The beggars around felt that his appearance was not miserable enough, and taught him to make an expression of grief.Qiu Xiaofeng only cared about being unkempt, wishing that others would not look at his face, regardless of his expression.

Sitting on the ground all morning, it was really cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter, shivering in the autumn breeze, and my teeth chattered.Before leaving, someone really threw copper coins into his bowl.Qiu Xiaofeng only heard a crisp sound, and thousands of thoughts drifted through his mind. Back then, he was giving others alms, but now it was others giving him alms.It's really a turn of wind and water, and it's coming to my house this year.

"Brother, your place is nice, let's change?" a beggar asked with a crutch in his hand while holding a broken bowl.

Qiu Xiaofeng took another step to the side, and the beggar was next to him.

"Brother, where did your injury come from?" the beggar asked.

As soon as he reminded him, Qiu Xiaofeng quickly hid the severed finger, fearing that people from the Demon Cult would recognize him, and hurriedly checked the trouser legs and sleeves to ensure that the engraved name of the leader of the Demon Cult was not leaked.The man was also surprised to see him hiding, and said, "We all show our wounds to win people's sympathy and sympathy. I didn't expect you to hide it, which is also strange."

Qiu Xiaofeng naturally didn't dare to tell the real reason, and said perfunctorily, "I've only been a beggar for a short time, and I haven't adjusted to it yet."

The brother suddenly said something, "That's right, I didn't want to lose my face at the beginning."

Qiu Xiaofeng turned to look at him, only to see that there was a scar on his forehead and bruises on the corner of his mouth, which had been broken.The man said again, "My family used to farm land in Hongtiao Village, but it was taken over by a corrupt official, and the whole family was beaten to death by him. I managed to escape, but my legs were broken and there was no one there. If I want to go to work, I have no choice but to come out and beg."

He spoke plainly as if it had been a long time.

Qiu Xiaofeng asked again, "Why didn't you report to the official?"

The man said, "Report to the official? How can the government meddle in this kind of nosy business. The new official has to pay respects to these aristocratic families and outsiders before he takes office, so that he can get along well. It's too late to please, let alone a slap in the face."

"It's so powerful?"

The man sneered, "The sky is high and the emperor is far away, who can control it."

Qiu Xiaofeng shrank even tighter.

People passing by came and went, and some were precarious, but from time to time they would throw some copper coins into the beggar's bowl.Not long after, a child came over with a cloth bag of steamed buns, stood in front of Qiu Xiaofeng for a while, then handed it to him, "You're hungry, I'll eat it for you."

Qiu Xiaofeng reached out to take it, and when the child ran away, he gave half to the beggar brothers next to him.The two of them sat on the side of the road and ate steamed buns.

Qiu Xiaofeng suddenly smelled a sandalwood aroma, blowing from the engulfing cold wind.Qiu Xiaofeng was so frightened that the steamed buns also fell to the ground.

"What's the matter with you?" the brother asked.

Qiu Xiaofeng didn't say a word.He just reached out to pick up the dirty steamed buns on the ground and stuffed them into his mouth.The beggar also thought he was fine and ignored him.

Qiu Xiaofeng lowered his head and ate steamed buns in a muffled voice. After a long time.

He heard the beggar next to him bump his arm with his shoulder and said, "Did you see that man just now?"

Qiu Xiaofeng looked up and asked, "What?"

"A man in purple clothes walked by on the street just now. He looks really good-looking, a bit better than the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. And he looks rich. The black jade palace belt around his waist is probably worth a thousand dollars." 5 taels of silver, and..."

He was chattering and chattering endlessly, Qiu Xiaofeng followed his gaze just now, only seeing a purple figure from a distance, he quickly lowered his head.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the man continued, "Don't think that being a beggar is not a job. If you have good eyesight and can distinguish the real rich people, you can give you anything you want and you can live without worrying about food and drink for a month."

Qiu Xiaofeng nodded, thinking about other messy things, and didn't answer.

Even acquaintances will not be able to recognize a person's clothes and temperament if they change.

What a great idea.

At night, there were a lot fewer beggars on the street, and it was estimated that they all hid in ruined temples and abandoned courtyards.It was even colder at night, and the brother on the other side urged, "Let's go back too, there are fewer people coming and going here, and it's no fun to blow the cool breeze for nothing."

So both of them limped towards the ruined temple with crutches.

While walking, the man couldn't stop chatting with him, and said, "I don't know what you call my brother?"

Qiu Xiaofeng immediately made up a random name and said, "Feng Zhuang."

The word "strong" was not given to this person at all, and the people in the village were not educated, so most of them took these names, and he quickly said, "My name is Zhang Shui, and we will work together in the future. What do you say?"

Qiu Xiaofeng nodded and stopped talking.

Zhang Shui only comforted him when he was not talkative or cold-tempered, and he didn't care, saying, "Actually, that's the way it is. As long as you pass the cut, it's not the same. After a long time, you will forget the past." gone."

Qiu Xiaofeng paused, then asked again, "Are you really going to forget the past?"

Zhang Shui scratched his hair with his hands, laughed a few times, and said, "When my mother died, I cried terribly, but then it faded away. Now I think about it." My heart doesn't hurt anymore."

"Oh." Qiu Xiaofeng stared blankly into the dark distance.

Everything will pass.

Nothing will pass.

The two walked into the ruined temple and found a random place to sleep.Qiu Xiaofeng slept until midnight when he was awakened by a nightmare and rubbed himself up from the ground, only to realize that he was drenched in cold sweat.He looked around in confusion, and there were several beggars lying around.

It was like a dream.

Qiu Xiaofeng coughed a few times in a low voice, then moved a few steps under the incense table, he flinched fiercely as the draft whizzed by, his lips were already blue from the cold.

The second day finally came, the sun once again shone in through the dilapidated casement, Qiu Xiaofeng crawled out from under the incense table, afraid of patting the dust on his body.

The beggars worked from dawn to dusk, and when he woke up, everyone around him had already left.Qiu Xiaofeng stared at the Avalokitesvara statue in the ruined temple in a daze, only to see that the Avalokitesvara statue was dilapidated, its head had been removed, and it was stolen and sold for money.

Qiu Xiaofeng sighed, looked down at his tattered clothes, picked up a wooden pole and limped outside.In the old place, Qiu Xiaofeng went to sit on the street again.

All the morning was peaceful, but at noon, a big incident happened.

The place he chose was next to the inn. The inn had a good business, there were a lot of people coming and going, and they made a lot of money.At this moment, I suddenly saw a beggar rushing into the inn with a child in his arms, Xiao Er naturally refused to let him in and blasted him outside.But the old beggar suddenly hugged the child and lay down on the ground, crying, "Please show mercy, this child is sick, if you don't treat it, you will have to wait for death!"

The man looked at him contemptuously, and then said, "If you ask for help, you should go to the medical clinic. What are you doing at the dining place?"

"The medical center, the medical center said that if there is no money, it won't take care of it. I, I have no choice..."

The little girl didn't care about him, but just pushed him outside and said, "Don't block us from doing business."

The old beggar was also in a hurry, even put down the child and rushed into the living room, and when he saw any money, he grabbed it abruptly, and after a while he was caught and beaten severely.

While the old man was being beaten, the child sat on the ground and cried loudly.

There were only theatergoers around, and no one stepped forward to take care of it.

Qiu Xiaofeng actually didn't want to talk to him, but he felt that it was not good for people to be beaten to death in front of him, so he stood up and limped towards the inn.

The little girl sneered, "What? You want a spanking too?"

Qiu Xiaofeng looked at the waiter for a while and said, "You tell people to stop."

How could Xiao Er give up, and pushed him away, "What are you? You dare to show off your power here, how can this old beggar be justified in grabbing bank notes?"

Qiu Xiaofeng smashed the broken bowl on the ground with no expression on his face, his eyes turned cold, the little girl was actually frightened, and waved his hand to tell people to stop.

The broken silver in the bowl spilled all over the floor, Qiu Xiaofeng turned his head to the child, and said, "This money should be treated as a consultation fee." The little boy didn't stop, and said, "That old man stole the silver, don't you?" How good is it to give money! Little beggar, if you don’t have money, don’t fill it with money!”

Qiu Xiaofeng smiled, glanced at the ground, and said, "Then you pick it up."

Xiao Er stared at the money on the ground, and couldn't contain his anger, "Who cares about this tattered money!" With a wave of his hand, he grabbed Qiu Xiaofeng's skirt and pulled him over, punching him in the face.

Seeing the money, the old beggar didn't care about living people, so he lay down on the ground, picked up the money, hugged the child, and left without saying a word.Qiu Xiaofeng was a little bit chilled, and it didn't hurt to be beaten on the face, and it was better to have a bruised nose and swollen face, so that the people of the Demon Cult would not be able to recognize him even more.

When he thought about it, he actually smiled.

The little girl was frightened, and when she dropped her hand, Qiu Xiaofeng fell to the ground.Seeing that the nursing home was coming to fight again, Qiu Xiaofeng didn't move, and let his fists and kicks add up.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Stop."

Qiu Xiaofeng followed the prestige, but saw a middle-aged man holding a 1000 tael bank note in one hand, and said, "How much money do you need before you give up?"

The little boy turned his head, saw the person coming, and immediately said with a smile all over his face, "So it's Fang Steward of the Fang Mansion, how dare the villain take your money."

The shopkeeper didn't dare to watch the play, so he pretended to slap the little girl on the mouth, and smiled apologetically at the man, "It's all a misunderstanding, I lost my dignity by being careless, it's really a sin."

Steward Fang also smiled, stuffed the bank note into the chest of the shopkeeper, and said, "If that's the case, then this matter is over."

Seeing that there was nothing wrong here, Qiu Xiaofeng was about to leave, but just a few steps out of the inn door, he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Stay."

Qiu Xiaofeng turned his head, and the housekeeper Fang stood in front of him.Steward Fang showed an amiable appearance, wearing a long robe, but there were already some wrinkles on his forehead, he was probably a handsome man even when he was young.

"This little brother has just offered to help, so he is courageous and insightful. It's better to go back to the house with Fang, than to beg on the street."

Qiu Xiaofeng pointed to his leg and said, "My leg is disabled, I'm afraid I can't do much work."

Steward Fang said again, "Our Fang residence is short of a few servants who can cut vegetables and water flowers, do you think so?"

Qiu Xiaofeng naturally agreed, so he followed that steward Fang to Fangfu.From the street to the end of the street, Qiu Xiaofeng finally saw a courtyard.

In fact, Qiu Xiaofeng has seen many courtyards, and this Fangfu is not very grand, but it is not bad in this town.Qiu Xiaofeng followed him in, and the door opened and closed, as if it was another day, filled with cold and boring.Qiu Xiaofeng thought, the devil would probably die without realizing that he was hiding here.

The servants and maids in the yard were busy watering the flowers and cooking.Seeing this butler Fang come back, they all came up to say hello and say a few words of greeting.

Steward Fang found another person, and said to that person, "Arrange some simple companions for this little brother."

"Yes." The man led Qiu Xiaofeng into the yard, but he didn't ask how Qiu Xiaofeng knew Fang Butler. The servant's clothes, let's talk about it later."

Qiu Xiaofeng was brought into the room, and the tub was brought in after a while. The two boys who carried the water were considered gentle, and smiled at Qiu Xiaofeng and said, "This is our rule here. It’s just you boiling water to take a bath.”

Qiu Xiaofeng nodded, but did not take off his clothes.The boy thought he was shy, so he said, "Don't be afraid, it's very easy here, you wash first, we're going out."

Qiu Xiaofeng took off his clothes and soaked in the tub, he sank into the water, he hadn't enjoyed it this much for a long time.Qiu Xiaofeng finally showed his head out of the tub when he was about to be suffocated.If the words engraved on him by the devil really couldn't be erased, he gave up, but he kept it tightly hidden on weekdays and didn't want anyone to read it.

He washed well, got out of the tub, dried off the water, changed into the servant's clothes, and left the house.