Other beggars would just run away after they had eaten, but the beggar did not run away. He carried a pitch-black iron stick in one hand and sent the oil cakes in his hand to his mouth with his mouth and chewed it! The shop scolded and rushed him, but he seemed to be unable to hear it. He finished the oil cakes on his black and dirty hands in a few mouthfuls, and reached out to grab the other pile of cakes! The shop quickly moved the other pile of cakes away and scolded, "You think this is your family? You still have to eat it all the time? If you continue to eat like this, I would have been poor by you! You can change to other families to harm me, but I will only harm me! I have been bad for eight lifetimes!" The beggar did not say that his hair was ragged, his hair was open like a hedgehog, and his beard was dirty under his cheeks and his body was full of odor. Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu both looked at him and walked away a few steps. It would be fine if he didn't look at him, but he realized why the store said so. The beggar's face was confused. Although his eyes were shiny, he looked at one side foolishly, and the saliva in his mouth dragged the old man's body, so dirty he was very good. However, he ate very quickly and didn't care about the store's drive. He was strong. The store came up and pushed him out. It was useless to steal the food from his hands. He grabbed it with dirty hands. Who would want to snatch it? The store stood aside, helpless and scolded him in anger, but he never heard anything. He just grabbed all the food he could catch and stuffed it into his mouth like running water.

Han Yiming was extremely angry when he saw the shop owner. He saw that the beggar was a fool again, and he was serious and serious. If he didn't eat seriously, the shop owner was in a dilemma. Suddenly, he saw that the shop owner had brought a bench and wanted to smash it on the beggar. He quickly reached out and pulled it: "Don't hit him, if you hit him, you can't explain it!" The shop owner was pulled by him and couldn't make any effort. He scolded in anger: "This flower has been here for a day or two, for several months. I don't know where he came from. He came here every now and then he ate when he came. . I run a small business, how can I withstand this kind of food he eats like this. He eats a lot. Whenever he sees it, he will catch it and send it to his mouth! I can't drive him away again. It's really bad for me!" Han Yiming said, "Then is not good for you to change the place to do business?" The store owner shouted, "It's light to change the place. Although I run a small business, all the customers come here. If you change the place, these regular customers will not do it? I haven't changed it before, but wherever I change it, he will follow him. It's really evil!" Han Yiming said, "It's really hard for you."

He turned to Chen Ruofu and said, "Senior Brother, let's go!" But Chen Ruofu looked at the beggar carefully, looked at the beggar twice, and saw no strangeness, and said, "Senior Brother, what are you looking at?" Chen Ruofu said, "Look, why is the iron stick he is carrying so strange?" Han Yiming looked into the beggar's hand, and saw that the iron stick in his hand was slightly thicker, covered with black rust, but the lower head was flat and narrower, and the lower it became narrower. Suddenly, the beggar moved, and a little sharpness appeared on one side of the iron stick. One side of the iron stick was ground very thin, but the thin edge was also covered with black rust.

Chen Ruofu said, "He is really sharp!" Han Yiming's heart moved and said, "Let's follow him!" Chen Ruofu looked at him and said, "Okay!" The beggar ate all the food he could catch like a wind and turned around and left. Here, Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu took dry food and handed the broken silver to the store. Before the store could get the remaining money, they followed the beggar. The beggar's steps were fast, and they followed, and in a blink of an eye, they had left the town and headed towards the city wall outside the town. Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu followed closely behind, and they were not slow. They watched the beggar walk into a bunch of beggars, and those beggars were not him, so they let him go.

The two stood aside and looked at it. Chen Ruofu didn't understand why, and asked, "Why, junior brother, do you think he is the one who can't get along with us?" Han Yiming shook his head and said, "No. But I suddenly got up alone, I don't know if it was him." Chen Ruofu said, "Then, is it the person you mentioned?" Han Yiming shook his head and said, "I don't recognize it. I haven't seen that person before, well, let's go over and ask him." As he said, he walked towards the beggar. Chen Ruofu said, "A person you haven't seen before? How did you recognize it?" The group of beggars sitting on the ground saw that they came over and they all gathered to beg. Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu finally got out and came to the beggar. Han Yiming looked at him carefully for a few times and called him, "Songfeng!"

Chen Ruofu was shocked: "Songfeng?" He seemed to have heard this name, but he couldn't get up. He looked at the beggar carefully and saw that the beggar seemed to have never heard it. He closed his eyes, stretched his legs, and slept in the corner of the wall. Han Yiming said again: "Wu Ming!" Chen Ruofu was even more surprised. He had heard the word "Wu Ming". The demon-killing disciple under Huang Songtao's sect was called Wu Ming. When he slayed the dragon, he could not help but say, "He? Is he Wu Ming?" Han Yiming said: "I don't know." After saying that, he called Wu Ming again.

The angrily beggar opened his eyes and responded. Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu were both shocked. He was really Wuming! Wuming was a little stupid! And he didn't hear any name he called him, but he responded to the word "Wuming". Han Yiming accidentally bumped into him and hit him right. He looked at Chen Ruofu and said, "He, he is really Wuming! I heard that he had lost from Master Huang Songtao, but unexpectedly came here!" As he said, he bent down and said, "Wuming, come with me!" Wuming looked at him for a while, with a confused look in his eyes. Chen Ruofu said, "Look, he doesn't know anything and can't understand your words." Han Yiming said, "Yes! What should I do?"

Before the two of them could finish their words, Wuming had already stood up. Han Yiming quickly pulled Chen Ruoju and left, saying as he walked, "Let's go quickly." He turned to Wuming and said, "Wuming, let's go with us." I wonder if Wuming understood, when the two looked back, he looked at the two of them, as if they had heard it but seemed to have never heard it. Han Yiming suddenly got the dry food bag in his hand, reached out to take out a piece of oil cake from the bag, shook it at Wuming, and turned around and left. The two walked out for more than ten steps, and when they turned back, Wuming was indeed following behind. I don't know if he heard the word "Wuming" and the oil cake tempted him to follow him. But as long as he followed, it would be good.
Chapter completed!