"Whoosh~"
A foul smell penetrated his nose, and the next moment he saw the beggar hanging upside down in front of him.
But there was obviously nothing on his head. The beggar was hanging upside down in the void.
The beggar almost put his face close to his, revealing two rows of teeth stained with unknown debris: "Boy, old monk, I have countless great teachings, all of which can reach the sky! What do you want to learn?"
"Say it and I'll sell it to you!"
"Heh, heh, heh..."
Jiang Zhou smiled stiffly and stepped back: "Thank you, senior, but I am short of money and have no money."
He felt like this beggar was a big trouble and he didn't want to touch him at all.
Besides, there is a catalog of ghosts and gods, so any method is not very attractive to him.
And...it stinks so much!
"No money? I don't want much, just a penny!"
The beggar was unaware of his dislike and frowned.
"...Nothing at all."
Jiang Zhou didn't lie.
I have just been promoted to Demon Patrol Guard, and my salary has not been paid yet.
As a sword holder before, your life was good, but you still want wages?
The beggar's expression suddenly collapsed, and his face was full of distress.
"This is difficult to handle. I stick to my word. If I say I want to sell, I will sell it. I can't do it without money..."
Jiang Zhou hurriedly said: "In this case, it means that I have no luck, so I must resign."
This beggar is crazy and behaves without any rules.
Obviously you want to save people, but you have to feed them that kind of food.
Now, what he said casually would have been taken as a joke by others, but he took it seriously.
But this person is unfathomable. If the mood strikes him, no matter what he wants to do, there will be no room for resistance.
It's really too dangerous.
It's better to keep a respectful distance.
"You can't leave!"
Jiang Zhou suddenly felt that he had lost control of himself, and his whole body was frozen in place, unable to move.
That unbearable dirty face hung upside down in front of him again: "If I say you want to sell, you must sell. If the old monk wants to sell something, you will never not buy it."
"Hey, let's do it this way. Just think of me as being merciful and letting you take credit! Hahahahaha! The old monk is really wise, better than those clay and wood carvings of Lao Shizi!"
As if he had come up with some incredible idea, he fell from the air, his hands on his hips and laughing proudly.
"Boy, tell me, what do you want to learn? No, no, what do you want to buy?"
"..."
Credit? I'm afraid you want me to pay for it with my life!
Jiang Zhou is a person who cherishes his life. In the face of small life, he can endure temptations that ordinary people cannot bear.
He said: "I don't know what my senior is capable of, so why don't I let him go back and think about it first? After all, such a rare opportunity should be cautious no matter what."
But the beggar smiled and said: "Hey, you are so naughty, do you think I am a madman and a fool, and you can deceive me with just two words?"
That's right...
I really think so.
Jiang Zhou secretly said.
But now it seems that this beggar looks crazy, but he is not stupid at all.
"But what you said is right. You really have no way of knowing what I am capable of."
"Let's do this, the old monk will help you choose!"
"This... can't work, it's too weak, that... is too weak, too weak, still weak!"
The beggar kept scratching his head with both hands, feeling very distressed.
Suddenly he shouted: "Okay!"
"Just teach me this!"
"They won't let me teach, but the old monk insists on teaching!"
The beggar suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red and his expression was ferocious, which shocked Jiang Zhou.
Is this guy suffering from some illness?
"Boy!"
"I will teach you a trick now!"
Jiang Zhou wanted to shake his head, but he couldn't move at all. He couldn't even turn his eyes.
I can only stare wide-eyed.
I thank your whole family! I don't want to learn!
The beggar suddenly pointed his finger, which seemed to be infinitely magnified in Jiang Zhou's eyes.
In an instant, it seemed as if the whole world disappeared in his eyes.
His eyes and consciousness were filled with this dirty finger.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
A burst of wild laughter woke Jiang Zhou up. He was suddenly shocked and suddenly able to move, causing him to lean forward and almost fall.
I looked up but the beggar was gone.
A deafening laughter came from his ears: "Boy, you are covered with dark clouds. Within three months, you will definitely be doomed. If you can practice the skills I taught you, you may have a glimmer of hope!"
"Even if you die, there is no way you can default on your debt. I will go find the City God, that coward, to snatch your soul back and repay the debt to the old monk as a slave boy, hahahaha!"
"??"
Jiang Zhou looked puzzled.
What kind of cultivation do you practice? What did you teach you?
Death disaster?
Inexplicable.
Maybe this beggar really has the ability to predict the future.
However, Jiang Zhou believed that he had Taiyi Wu Yanluo with him, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
If even Wu Yanluo can't withstand this calamity of death, then does he still have room to resist?
Regarding meeting this beggar, Jiang Zhou could only lament his bad luck and walked back to Sujing Division with a speechless expression.
Returning to Si Yazhong's residence and opening the door, Jiang Zhou's expression suddenly changed.
He rushed forward in a few steps, staring at something on the table with an ugly look on his face.
There was a green vine with a small white flower blooming on it...
Jiang Zhou subconsciously raised his head and glanced around.
The result is naturally impossible to find anything.
"Eh? Jiang Zhou, you're back. You're really secretive."
At this moment, a voice came from behind.
When Jiang Zhou turned around, he saw a demon patrol passing by.
He also knows this demon patrolling guard, his surname seems to be Jin.
Coming to work today was the procedure he helped with.
The door was open, and when the demon patrol guard saw him, he started teasing him in an ambiguous tone.
"gold..."
Jiang Zhou opened his mouth to ask, but suddenly realized that he didn't know his full name.
"My name is Jin Jiu, just call me Lao Jiu."
This Jin Jiu saw his embarrassment and smiled.
This is his friendly attitude that is rare to see in Sujing Division.
"Okay, then I'll be disrespectful."
Jiang Zhou responded and said hurriedly: "Lao Jiu, what do you mean by what you just said?"
Jin Jiu said in surprise: "Don't you know?"
"Just now, Miss Xue from Chu Yunlou sent her personal maid to deliver a message to you."
"It is said that Miss Xue misses you very much, and I ask you not to forget the joy of the past."
"Oh, that thing you are holding is the token sent by Miss Xue."
Jiang Zhou: "..."
Jiang Zhou's silence caused Jin Jiu to misunderstand, and he joked with a bit of envy: "You can do it, Jiang Zhou. We have a sweetheart without any noise, and it's Miss Xue from Chu Yunlou!"
"I heard that Miss Xue is the number one in Chu Yun Tower. She does not sell herself as an entertainer, and she never accepts guests. There are many powerful young men and famous people in Wu County who want to have a kiss but cannot get it. It turns out that she has an affair with you..."
Jin Jiu came closer and whispered: "Ahem, Jiang Zhou, there are rumors in the office that you are not really a refugee, but have an extraordinary background, and you have a big shot behind you. I still don't believe it."
"Now it seems that even Miss Xue Li is attracted to you. This rumor is not false."
"Can you tell me a little bit about who you are?"
"Don't deny it. Before today, you were still a sword holder and had no freedom of entry and exit. Where would you go to meet Miss Xue?"
"Me? You really want to know?"
"Uh-huh."