Peerless Taoist

Lu Yu was the last to walk past.

Although it has been a long time, he still knows the rules of the beggars' sect.

If the old beggar hadn't protected him these days, he might have died in the mountain temple.

This mountain temple is nominally to protect ordinary people, but ironically, the most people die in it.

At the most difficult time, people died in the mountain temple almost every day. Or starve to death, or freeze to death, the whole body is stiff and curled up on the ground. As soon as the straw mat is wrapped, it is discarded into the wilderness at will.

This is real human life.

Lu Yu has just recovered from a serious illness. He can't go out to do anything, and he can't pay the filial piety money of the beggars' sect.

Although he can have a free meal this time, he must go out to work tomorrow. Without money, he would be ruthlessly kicked out. Not only can't even eat, but even the right to continue living here.

Although the mountain temple is a little shabby, it can still keep out the wind and rain after all.

Lu Yu came to the iron pot, gathered the last little yellow rice together, then swallowed it whole, and then drank all the remaining soup.

In this way, he finally had some satiety.

"Don't you see Lao Zhang?" Lu Yu asked in a childish voice.

In this fantasy territory, he is only a child in his early teens.

Lao Zhang is the name of the old beggar. No one knows his real name. Even if he knows it, he won't remember it. The name here is just a code, a serious name, perhaps not as good as a nickname like "dog egg".

Other beggars numbly ate the porridge in the bowl and didn't even look at Lu Yu.

The pillar raised his head, stared at the landing feather, and sighed slowly: "Lao Zhang's head didn't know who he provoked. He was killed."

Killed?

Lu Yu was stunned and soon realized that it was impossible.

Even though Lao Zhang's accomplishments were abolished, as a monk, he was still better than ordinary people.

The reason why he is a beggar is that he is depressed and doesn't want to do anything.

Originally, Lao Zhang would not die at this time, but he died in the dreamland!

"Where did he die?" Lu Yu said in a deep voice.

"It's outside the temple. When the rain stops, throw him to the mass grave." the pillar said expressionless.

There was no expression on other people's faces, as if they were just a mole ant dead.

Lu Yu's heart tightened and hurried out.

At the moment, the rain is getting heavier and heavier outside, accompanied by bursts of cold wind, blowing on people, making people feel cold in their hearts.

Lu Yu ran outside the mountain temple and saw a straw mat. His heart suddenly trembled.

He wanted to see Lao Zhang again countless times and thank him.

Unexpectedly, in this dreamland, he died before he spoke to Lao Zhang.

The straw mat wrapped Lao Zhang's body, and rain kept beating on it.

Lu Yu was about to come forward and suddenly felt several big hands pressing him hard.

"Yes, it's you. You dare steal our adults' things. I really don't know how death is written."

Lu Yu turned around and saw several officers staring at him with ferocious faces.

One of the officers raised his stick and hit it hard. Lu Yu only felt dizzy in his brain, and then he lost consciousness.