Tianyuan Xuanxian

Chapter 22 The old beggar

"Hey, wake up!"

A burst of shouting came into Chen Xuan's ears, and Chen Xuan woke up slowly.

A ray of sunlight shone into Chen Xuan's eyes, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a while, when he had adapted to the sunlight, Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

A hunched figure stood in front of him, leaning on a branch as a crutch in one hand and holding a broken bowl in the other.

It's an old man.

At this time, he was looking unhappy and coldly at Chen Xuan.

"When you wake up, go away. This is my place!"

Hearing this, Chen Xuan frowned and looked around.

This place was clearly a small town on earth, and he was currently walking on a main street. People passing by cast glances at him from time to time, some with disgust, some with disdain, and a very few with pity...

Chen Xuan looked at the old man in front of him again.

His clothes were ragged, with patches on top of patches, obviously having been mended several times. His hair was disheveled, probably never taken care of, with a few strands of hay and vegetable leaves mixed in between the hair.

A beggar.

It seemed that Chen Xuan had not moved for a long time, and his expression looked even more displeased.

"You young man, why don't you get out of my way? Why are you occupying my space?"

"Don't worry, old man. I'll give way to you right away, hiss~"

As Chen Xuan said this, he was about to move his body to make room for him, but as soon as he moved, he felt a sharp pain all over his body, which made him gasp.

Looking down, I saw that his clothes were already in tatters, especially his upper body, which was no different from rags.

Through the gaps, one could see the hideous wounds beneath the clothes. Some of them had already formed scars, while one or two of them were still oozing blood.

Chen Xuan was helpless and looked up at the old beggar:
"Old man, look at this..."

The old beggar slammed the crutch in his hand on the ground twice, glared at Chen Xuan fiercely, and cursed him for bad luck.

Then he turned around and walked to the corner of the wall opposite Chen Xuan Street and sat down.

Ignoring the beggar, Chen Xuan checked his own injuries.

Looking at the clothes that looked like rags, Chen Xuan simply tore off a few strips of cloth and bandaged the wounds that were still bleeding.

Before he knew it, the whole morning had passed, and many passers-by threw a few copper coins in front of Chen Xuan.

On the other hand, the old beggar opposite still had nothing in the broken bowl in front of him. He was looking at the small pile of copper coins in front of Chen Xuan with an indignant look on his face.

Chen Xuan did not notice the change in his expression. His eyes were empty at this moment and he was deeply immersed in his memories.

At that time, he saw with his own eyes that Zhu Yin's body was turned into a bloody rain by the explosion of sword light, and he himself was also affected by the aftermath and fell into a coma.

When I woke up, I was here.

"It seems the teleportation array was triggered. I should be thousands of miles away from there now. Those two people shouldn't chase me. My life is safe for now. But Zhu Yin..."

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan felt sad again.

After a while, Chen Xuan slowly came back to his senses and a shadow appeared in front of him.

Chen Xuan looked up and saw that it was the old beggar.

He stretched out a dry, wrinkled hand and pointed at the copper coins in front of Chen Xuan.

"This is my seat, give me the money..." He first spread out his five fingers, hesitated for a moment, then retracted his thumbs and said:

"Give me 30%!"

Seeing this, Chen Xuan took out half of the pile of copper coins in front of him, pushed it forward, and then slowly closed his eyes. Because the previous action had affected the wound, a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

When the old beggar saw this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He quickly squatted down and put the half copper coin into the broken bowl.

Because he had his eyes closed, Chen Xuan didn't see the old beggar put all the copper coins into the broken bowl in his hand, which would have required two or three bowls to hold them...

After the old beggar left, Chen Xuan began to think again.

"I can't leave Yuntian Sect. Senior Zhu Yin has left. I have reached the Qi training stage, but I don't know how to cultivate. What should I do next?"

"If I want to obtain the method of cultivation, the only way is to join a sect. This is a small town, and I don't know if other sects will come here to recruit disciples, but my qualifications..."

Li Kuangyi had previously said that the news of Wuliang Xianzi would definitely spread. In this case, even if other sects were recruiting disciples, if my qualifications were detected during the aptitude test, wouldn't it attract people from the Yuntian Sect?

Just as Chen Xuan was thinking hard, the old beggar came to him again.

Chen Xuan suddenly felt angry and pushed all the remaining copper coins to his feet, saying in a stiff tone:

"If you want it, just take it all!"

Unexpectedly, the old beggar did not take the pile of copper coins again. Instead, he took out a package from behind him and threw it in front of Chen Xuan. Then he went back to the corner opposite Chen Xuan and sat down again.

Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment and looked at the old beggar. He smiled and pointed at the package in front of Chen Xuan, indicating Chen Xuan to open it.

Chen Xuan opened the package with a puzzled look on his face. After seeing the items inside, he was immediately ashamed and cursed himself for judging others by his own standards.

He first cast an apologetic look at the old beggar opposite him, and then looked at the items in the package again.

Inside the package was a set of neat, new clothes, as well as a lot of herbs for treating injuries, and underneath, there were two steaming buns.

After a while, Chen Xuan applied the herbs to the wound, took out two steaming buns and started eating.

The package and new clothes were placed under his body.

The wounds on his body were still bleeding. If he changed his clothes now, wouldn't the clothes be wasted?

While eating the steaming steamed buns, Chen Xuan felt a pang of sadness unconsciously, thinking that if one day he could find a way forward, he would definitely repay the old beggar in front of him.

Chen Xuan always carefully remembers the kindness of others.

For the next few days, the old beggar would take some copper coins from Chen Xuan and buy medicinal herbs and food for him.

The two gradually became familiar with each other, and later, the old beggar simply sat down next to Chen Xuan and talked about his past.

But Chen Xuan didn't know why the old beggar would leave every night and no one knew where he went. Every time Chen Xuan asked him, he would change the subject in time.

This question was answered after Chen Xuan recovered from his injury.

One night, when the old beggar left, Chen Xuan followed him quietly.

After passing through several alleys, the old man came to the door of a house.

I saw it first looking around, then tiptoeing up to the top of the wall of that house and lying on its side on the wall.

Chen Xuan was a little confused at first, but after half an incense stick, Chen Xuan cursed inwardly and hurriedly turned back to his original place.

After Chen Xuan left, the old beggar smiled slightly. He listened to the "cat meows" coming from the room in the courtyard and muttered to himself:
"Hehe, young man, you are still a little immature."

After saying this, as the night wind blew by, the old beggar's figure disappeared over the wall.

(End of this chapter)