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Xie Zhiwei knew that he longed for one day to be able to stand with Shen You like Nie Ting, and even become a person in their world.
The fuller the ideal, the more skinny the reality will be. How can he not feel inferior?
Nie Ting's temperament at his peak was quite outstanding, and saying such a sentence again would inevitably lead to speculation by others.
Someone looked at his face carefully and exclaimed, "It turned out to be the head of Nie from the Xuanyun Sword Sect!"
Someone immediately reacted: "No wonder it's so familiar. I have a relative's neighbor's son who is practising in the Xuanyun Sword School, and I have seen him once."
"Not bad, looking at the world, who is more suitable to wear black than Sect Leader Nie."
The man was choked by the blood in his mouth and coughed wildly, and the bloody saliva ran down his neck. After realizing who he was provoking, he immediately collapsed on the ground, "Xuan...Xuanyun Sword Sect..."
Shen You stood there quietly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised upwards.
Amidst the countless overlapping exclamations, Nie Ting gave a faint "um" and looked at Shen You: "I'm not leaving yet." After speaking, without waiting for Shen You's response, he turned and walked away.
Shen You restrained her expression and quickly followed.
The two figures that were out of tune with the market quickly disappeared, and the crowd watching the excitement also dispersed.
Ming Kong still stared at the direction where Shen You and Nie Ting were leaving. After a long time, he lowered his head and touched the place where the silver taels were placed on his waist, then raised his head and stared blankly for a while. Finally took a deep breath, stood up, and went down a path along the corner of the wall.
This is the crevice between the two houses. Walking a dozen steps in, it happens that the eaves on both sides overlap, which can block the sun and rain for the long and narrow land below.
Ming Kong also went back from time to time, carrying money, he was afraid of being followed.
A figure rushed up: "Boss! Are you alright!"
Not only Ming Kong, but even Xie Zhiwei from God's perspective was taken aback. Looking closely, it was another beggar. It sounded a little childish, like a teenager.
Ming Kong pushed him away, and said with some ease: "It's okay."
The little beggar stuck out his tongue: "Boss, you scared me to death just now, and I almost went out to fight that bastard."
Ming Kong glanced at him and said with a sneer, "Ghosts believe, you only get beaten when you go out."
The little beggar looked at him and said flatteringly, "Boss, are we already developed?" After that, his stomach made a strange cry from hunger.
Ming Kong didn't say a word, and slowly took out the silver from his waist.
The little beggar's eyes were fixed on it immediately.
Ming Kong squeezed a handful of silver tightly, raised his head and said to him: "Er, this thing is very important to me. If it was put in the hands of the immortal from Xuanyun Mountain just now, anyone else would be reluctant to spend it."
The little beggar who was called Ah Er swallowed and nodded with difficulty: "Then...then don't spend it, then...go out and ask for it."
The scorching sun was in the sky, and the two of them had a sour smell. Ming Kong saw that the silver in his hand was stained with some dirt, so he wiped it with his hand, but his hand was dirty, and the stain was more conspicuous when he wiped it.
Ming Kong suddenly laughed and knocked Er's head: "But I'm no one, I can't rot my money and starve myself to death. You wait, I'll go buy food right now. "
Ah Er didn't understand: "Boss, didn't you say that this is very important to you, you don't plan to keep it?"
Ming Kong had already walked out along the trail, and when he heard the words, he said casually, "No, I can keep the money, but I can't keep anything else."
Ah Er was even more confused, stared at his back and said to himself, "Boss...what else do you want to keep..."
Xie Zhiwei stood still, and the scene changed with Ming Kong's footsteps.
As the sunlight floated, he remembered the version he said from Ming Kong.
No bullying, no Nie Ting, no stench, not even such a hot climate.
Yes, it's just a pure encounter between a beggar and passers-by in the snow.
If that picture is real, it must have a poetic beauty.
But real memories are nothing like that at all.
There is probably nothing real about this Ming Kong.
Xie Zhiwei didn't know what to say to this person.
Although Ming Kong took a full ten taels of silver, he still bought a few steamed buns very stingy, and then turned into the clothing store next to him. Under the contemptuous eyes of the store owner, he chose the cheapest clothes.
Because of its cheapness, the dress was of rough workmanship, and the colour was the least bright grey. Despite this, he rubbed his hands carefully until his hands were less dirty, then folded his clothes and hid them in the grass under the tree.
This is probably the most expensive clothes Ming Kong has ever worn in his life.
Of course, this is only relative to him back then.
And Ah Er was also very satisfied with the steamed buns. The two of them sat there and devoured a meal, which was more fragrant than eating meat.
Ah Er chewed heavily and said vaguely, "Bai Momo is really delicious, boss, if only we could eat it for a lifetime."
"Eat for a lifetime..." Ming Kong stopped chewing, then swallowed hard, lowered his head and continued to bite the steamed bun.
Xie Zhiwei looked bored and couldn't help yawning.
The scene changed quickly.
This illusion is motivated by the male protagonist and is completely controlled by the male protagonist. Nie Ting, Mu Hao and he were like three separate private rooms, watching the same movie online. It seemed that Mu Hao also felt bored and fast-forwarded.
At night, Ming Kong sat up from the straw pile, and Ah Er was sleeping soundly next to him, and his eyes were very clear, without the slightest drowsiness.
He sat like this for a while, looked up, and there was a crescent moon hanging in the sky, obscured by the surrounding stars.
He felt something from his waist and carefully placed it beside Ah'er. Then take a deep breath and slowly stand up. The movement was very small, and Ah Er didn't notice it at all until he walked out of the trail.
He came under the tree and picked out the clothes he bought during the day, glanced in the direction when he was coming and going, and then heaved a sigh of relief.
He took the clothes in his arms, and took advantage of the starlight to leave the city without looking back.
The picture changed again, Ming Kong was still unkempt, he licked his chapped lips, and looked at the mountain in front of him with joy in his eyes.
Xie Zhiwei took a look, isn't this Xuanyun Mountain, this guy really has perseverance.
By begging all the way, he found the Xuanyun Sword Sect, but he was not as persistent in seeking revenge.
Ming Kong looked around and found a mountain stream following the sound of water. He glanced at the dirty shadow reflected in it, and then began to undress.
Xie Zhiwei didn't have to think about it to know that the new clothes he bought earlier finally came in handy.
Mu Hao was obviously impatient, and then pulled the plot back.
It has arrived at the screen of Xuanyun Sword Sect recruiting disciples. Ming Kong stood in the crowd, wearing that inconspicuous gray clothes, his hair was tied with hemp rope, the whole person looked clean at last. Although it is incomparable to the demeanor of being an elder later, it is already different from his appearance as a beggar.
The dust-free Shen You didn't remember him at all, and naturally he couldn't recognize him. He was standing behind Nie Ting at this moment, facing the crowd who came to apprentice from the audience, his face did not waver, showing a natural sense of superiority.
Ming Kong made up an identity for himself that could be considered a table top.
It is said that both parents died, the family was in a downfall, and he had admired the Xuanyun Sword Sect for a long time, so he sold the last of his family wealth and came to apprentice.
Ming Kong was very restrained, even though his benefactor was not far away, he didn't even look at it.
Xie Zhiwei felt that this kind of talent was the most terrifying.
I pretended to be a grandson in order to be a grandfather in the future.Endured not to look at Shen You, in order to one day be able to fully possess it.
Subsequent results also proved these two points.