He may not believe it even after saying it. Zhou Qinchuan comforted himself, and said that the dog was indeed killed by himself.

Zhou Qinchuan's face changed a few times, and finally agreed that the wolf and dog were all his actions.

"Brother." The little beggar came to Zhou Qinchuan at some point, "Don't worry, your injury..."

"Let's stay." Zhou Qinchuan reacted in time and pushed away the head of the little beggar who was almost pressed on his face. "I have said just now that we are not familiar with each other, I am not your elder brother."

Looking at the fanaticism in the little beggar's eyes, Zhou Qinchuan felt both strange and helpful. Could it be that this kid really regarded himself as a great hero because he killed a wolf and a dog?

"You killed the wild dog, saved my life, and let me eat and drink for free. Naturally, I can be regarded as my elder brother." The little beggar said with a sensible expression, "If you think the elder brother is calling for a new life, then call your brother. Brother, we will be blessed and share the same difficulties in the future."

Yes, he continued his untuned nonsense.

Zhou Qinchuan was unintentionally correcting the mistake in the little beggar's words. He held the sharp arrow that had just been pulled out of the dog's eyes and shook it in his hand. He casually stroked a handful of grass from his side and began to wipe the blood stains.

"Tell me, how do we share the blessings and how do we share the difficulties?"

After hearing Zhou Qinchuan’s question, the little beggar was a little confused. The comments said in the teahouse were all the same as those two sentences, and everyone was as good as brothers. How could they ask so carefully?

He really admires Zhou Qinchuan.

You know, as a beggar, it is common for you to be chased by a dog or chased by a wild dog.

Dogs are generally not very brave to make bad ideas, but wild dogs are trying to kill them, but they are not successful in killing them many times.

Compared with wolves, these wild dogs are not much worse. They have to use a lot of thought and strength to achieve something from time to time.

It’s so embarrassing that I don’t mention it, but the one in front of me is as clean and neat as the one in front of me.

By the way, he did it while hurting his right leg. He had killed a wolf before. With such skills, the little beggar felt that even compared to Wu Er, who was fighting the tiger, it was not much worse.

Therefore, this kid regards Zhou Qinchuan as a hero, and longs for getting close to him and wants to be the eldest brother, which is true.

"In the future, let's eat a big bowl of meat and drink a lot of wine together?" The little beggar scratched his head and thought for a long time before he said this.

Zhou Qinchuan laughed, forget it, don't make things difficult for him.

"Boy, you dug those pits?" Zhou Qinchuan pointed to several pits far and near, and decided to settle the accounts with him first. "My injuries were made by these pits, what do you think you should do?"

"Ah?" The little beggar obviously did not expect this situation to happen. These pitfalls were indeed from his work, and they were also the source of his occasional meat and teeth-beating sacrifices.

However, almost all the rural people who could come to this area knew about the ambush on this trail, and no one was caught. Unexpectedly, it made people who he wanted to get close to.

"Don't worry, brother, I will be responsible for you." The little beggar said solemnly.

Tsk! Why does this taste wrong?

Zhou Qinchuan wanted to correct the problem, but he didn't know where to start.

The sharp arrow in his hand that had been wiped clean was held in his hand and shook it up and down subconsciously. It was not far from the little beggar, and the scene became quiet for a moment.

"Don't! Plum!" The little beggar didn't calm down for long, and a very shocked expression appeared on his face. At the same time, he raised one of his legs and looked like that, he wanted to run towards Zhou Qinchuan.

Zhou Qinchuan was inexplicably surprised by his shouting. He looked at his straight eyes staring at him and his body that was about to rush, and he subconsciously raised his hand to stop him.

This naughty child doesn't know how dirty or smelly he is, but he likes to rub against others.

"puff!"

Before he could raise his hand, he was hit hard on the back of his head, and then the broken pieces of soil fell down his neck and fell to his chest.

Zhou Qinchuan's eyes were filled with stars and tried his best to wake himself up.

The thunder seemed to have improved the body and would not be as weak as before. Zhou Qinchuan comforted himself.

He already understood what the little beggar did. He thought that the one who came behind him was the boy's companion. After hearing his dissuasion, he restrained some of his strength.

I also know that the one who hits me is just a piece of soil. Due to the material limitation, no matter how strong the force is, it will not be damaged.

But the facts were not as good as his intentions. The dark dizzy in front of him grew round after circle, and eventually turned into a huge black hole, swallowing him all.

"Why don't you ask the blue and white soap red, just act randomly?" the little beggar complained, and his tone was quite dissatisfied.

He walked to Zhou Qinchuan and leaned over to see the injury of this cheap brother.

The man who was called Li Zi smiled embarrassedly, and had already become accustomed to his unreferential words, murmured,

"Who told him to sway in front of you with a blood-carrying arrow? I saw him dressing up tightly from behind. I thought it was the person from Mao Yang who wanted to be bad for you. Haven't you both not dealing with each other very much recently?"

The plum is obviously a little taller than the little beggar and is much stronger.

When the age is between the fourteenth and five years old, the boy's bun is not combed on his head, but he tied his hair together with cloth strips.

She wore a brown short shirt and trousers, although there were patches, but it was very clean.

At this age, in the Ming Dynasty, this dress was mostly poor and difficult to raise. It was sold to wealthy families since childhood, or pawn shops, and servants who were used by others.

The little beggar snorted and said proudly, "You can't think about it. If you were really Mao Yang's fellow disciple, how could I have talked with him for so long? I'd been running away long ago. If I were as honest as you, could I live to this day?"

The two of them were young after all, and they did not think that Zhou Qinchuan could have bows or arrows at all.

It is not known that in the Ming Dynasty, there is not much problem for ordinary people to carry weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and sticks, but the control of bows and arrows is much more severe, and it is a crime of treason.

While speaking, the little beggar turned on the back of Zhou Qinchuan's head and said, "Fortunately, there was no blood, I just swollen a bag. Li Zi, my brother belongs to you. You have to be responsible for his injuries."

"Some bruises can also be called injuries." Li Zi saw clearly from the side and ignored it. "As long as you don't touch it, it will be fine for up to three days."

Speaking of this, I suddenly realized that the little beggar's name was wrong, "Brother? Is this your biological brother?"

"What's the one from Brother Qing? " the little beggar asked back.

Li Zi smiled bitterly. This kid is ignorant, young, and still an orphan. He lacks teachings and does not know whether he is clear about the concept of relatives between uncles and brothers.
Chapter completed!