Traveler's Comprehension Guide

Chapter 329
In a city controlled by the Ming clan, Dishan was very vigilant, his eyes kept turning to the beggar.

The beggar didn't dare to look at him, so he held up a broken bowl and begged in a wailing voice: "Master, please do me a favor, give me a stutter..." What followed was a set of extremely skilled auspicious words.

The beggar covered his head with disheveled hair, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice was crisp and clear.

Dishan hesitated for a moment, took out a piece of cake and put it in the beggar's bowl: "Eat it."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" the beggar thanked repeatedly, and began to eat.

Seeing this, the beggars next to him all looked over, and they were about to rush forward.

Cao Gui glared at him viciously, his fierce eyes scared all the beggars nearby back.

It wasn't until he walked a little further that Cao Gui, who blew his hair, asked suspiciously: "Why are there still beggars in this place?"

The implication is that the untouchables can have enough to eat, so why are there still people begging along the street?
Di Shan was depressed: "What's so strange about this? They're just commoners with degraded families. Commoners would rather beg than be untouchables."

Cao Gui was very surprised: "Why?"

"Why else, keep your identity!" Lu Dongqing interjected.

"That's right, Senior Brother Lu is right." Di Shan nodded, "Once you become a pariah, you will be a pariah for life. Even though a beggar is a commoner, he still has a chance to stand up."

Cao Gui was a little dizzy.

A beggar is a commoner but can't get enough to eat, and a pariah has enough to eat but is not as good as a beggar. What is this all about?
He felt something was wrong, but it was stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out.

The beggar chewed heavily, but stared at Di Shan from the corner of his eye. Seeing the group of people leave his sight, he immediately got up and gave the remaining half of the cake to a young beggar who was no more than ten years old: "Saner, how many people are there?" This person seems to be my enemy, help me keep an eye on him!"

San'er took the pancakes, nodded happily, and quickly followed.

The beggar left in a hurry, and the position was immediately occupied by other beggars, but he didn't even look at it.

Turning around a deserted alley, the beggar walked quickly into a dilapidated house with air leaks on all sides.

A middle-aged man in ragged clothes frowned: "Second brother, why are you back at this time?"

The beggar's name is Xu Cheng, and the middle-aged man's name is Chu Ting. Both of them are disciples of Qingyao in the underworld.

Xu Cheng leaned forward, lowered his voice and said, "Brother, I saw a person, it seems to be Dishan!"

Chu Ting's eyes flashed, and his voice suddenly became severe: "Really?"

"Even if it turns into ashes, I will still recognize him!" Xu Cheng's eyes were serious.

Chu Ting suddenly stood up, clenched his fists and looked fiercely.

Ten years ago, many fellow disciples faced the encirclement and suppression of the Ming clan, and everyone tried their best to fight to the death, but only Dishan survived without a trace.

If Chu Ting and Xu Cheng hadn't happened by chance, they would have died in that battle long ago.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, I could still get news from Dishan!
"If you don't want it with your life, Chu will make that guy Di Shan pay the price!"

Xu Cheng hurriedly stopped him: "Brother, there are a few companions beside Di Shan, they don't look like ordinary people!"

"It doesn't matter so much, where did they go?" Chu Ting was blinded by hatred, how could he listen to the words of persuasion?
Xu Cheng was helpless: "I asked my third son to follow me..."

Before the words fell, the sound of footsteps in the distance made the two of them shut up vigilantly.

Footsteps stopped in front of the door, and then a familiar voice came: "Brother Chu, Brother Xu, it's me!"

"San'er? Come in!" Xu Cheng hurriedly called the little beggar into the house, "Didn't I tell you to follow those people? Why are you back?"

"Brother Xu, those people went to the Fort of the Underworld, I didn't dare to follow, so I came back!"

"Underworld!" Chu Ting gritted his teeth, "It really is he who betrayed the sect... Junior Brother, come with me!"

He strode out of the dilapidated house, although Xu Cheng was reluctant, he could only follow behind.

At this moment, he hated so much that he no longer wanted to hide his identity.

What joy in life, what pain in death?
If it wasn't for his lack of cultivation, he would have entered the Fort of the Underworld long ago.
San'er hesitated for a moment, then chased after him: "Wait for me!"

"Children are not joining in the fun!" Xu Cheng pushed San'er back with a slap, "Be honest and stay there, you are not allowed to go anywhere, do you understand?"

San'er nodded aggrievedly, and Xu Cheng quickly walked a few steps to catch up with Chu Ting.

Seeing Xu Cheng walking away, San'er immediately put away her pitiful appearance, and climbed up the big tree in front of the house in twos and twos, watching the two hurriedly out of sight.

Just as Chu and Xu walked up the street, there was a loud noise like thunder in front of them.

The noisy street was instantly silent, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and the two were no exception.

As a result, everyone was shocked to find that the voice came from the direction of Mingbao!
What's the situation?
When Chu Ting was thinking about how to trouble Di Shan, Li Anxian and others had already arrived outside the Castle of Darkness.

This place is actually the stronghold of the Ming clan in the city. According to Di Shan, at most a dozen of the Ming clan can live there.

The number is not large, but considering the difference between monks and ordinary people, a dozen or so meditators are fully capable of controlling the entire city.

There was nothing to say, Li Anxian waved his hand, and Cao Gui jumped out, kicking on the heavy gate of Mingbao.

With a muffled sound, the half-foot-thick wooden door shattered, sending sawdust flying.

But this kick also kicked a hole in the door, and he couldn't kick the door open!

Embarrassed, Cao Gui pulled out his legs, jumped up to a height of two people, turned around in the air and kicked again.

This time he kicked in the right place, and with a loud bang, the two gates fell slowly, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Several meditation cultivators rushed over, just in time to meet Cao Gui who had landed steadily.

Mingxiu was stunned: people?

Cao Gui showed a ferocious sneer, and flew towards the opponent in front of him, knocking away the meditator with a punch, and then slammed it against the wall, leaving a human-shaped imprint.

The other meditation cultivators turned pale with fright, but none of them were timid, and rushed towards Cao Gui together.

More Mingxiu rushed out, Lu Dongqing, Anyutong and Di Shan also rushed in, only Li Anxian and Little Cengnu stayed behind.

An, Lu, and Cao are the backbone of Lei Ting's disciples. Naturally, their strength needn't be weak. Even if they don't wear the Thunder God Armor, only relying on the brute force of the Tongmai state, they can overwhelm a group of meditation practitioners.

It's obviously just an ordinary fist, but no matter how you hit it, you can't dodge it, you can only hit it hard.

With every punch, a Mingxiu flew out of the battle group, or hit the wall, or fell to the ground, all kinds of embarrassment.

Mingxiu, who flew out, got up, rushed into the battle group immediately, and was thrown out by a few more, and it went on and on again, which was extremely lively.

Only Di Shan was in a stalemate. Although he had tried his best, he could only draw with a Ming clan.

Seeing the miserable situation of his companion, the Mingzu was startled and became even more careful to keep a tie with Dishan.

(End of this chapter)