The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

The beggar was small and thin, his gender could not be identified, his face was covered in dirt, his hair was messy, and his whole body was dirty.

If it were just that, Jiang Ning wouldn't frown.

The beggar had one of his hands missing, and the wrist of his other hand was broken. He held the begging bowl with his elbow, and one of his legs was turned outward at a weird angle, looking extremely miserable.

"Uncle, please be kind."

Seeing Jiang Ning looking at him, the beggar shrank his head and his voice became a little weaker.

Jiang Ning looked at him and said nothing.

When the little beggar felt that he had gained nothing this time, he was depressed and prepared to leave.

Although he didn't get anything, at least this person didn't scold him or look at him with disdain, so the little beggar didn't feel very sad.

Ding dong!

A few copper coins made a crisp sound in the bowl.

The little beggar looked up in surprise.

"I see you're not that old, why are you begging on the street? Were you abandoned by your parents? Or did something happen to you?"

Jiang Ning frowned and looked him up and down.

The little beggar stared at Jiang Ning blankly, unable to speak for a long time.

Although the person in front of him looked indifferent, for some reason he did not feel afraid.

"I……"

The little beggar was stunned for a while and then prepared to speak.

"Benefactor!"

A female voice sounded from not far away, interrupting the little beggar's words.

Jiang Ning turned around and saw that it was the girl from the inn who was talking to him.

The girl was extremely surprised when she saw Jiang Ning, but when she saw him talking to the little beggar, she seemed to be frightened and ran towards Jiang Ning. She didn't care about the difference between men and women, and pulled Jiang Ning's clothes to take him away.

"My benefactor, let's go quickly."

The girl's voice was urgent.

The little beggar didn't say a word and limped away.

Jiang Ning looked at the girl: "Do you know him?"

The girl pulled Jiang Ning forward and shook her head when she heard this: "I don't know him."

Jiang Ning frowned: "Then why do you want me to leave quickly?"

The girl looked nervous: "My benefactor, please don't ask. Don't bother with these beggars. It's easy to get into trouble."

Jiang Ning saved her, and she didn't want to see Jiang Ning get into trouble and be beheaded.

Jiang Ning looked at her, then looked at the beggar who had already left, then reached out and pulled back his clothes.

The girl felt her palms were empty and she turned around in surprise. Only then did she realize that she had been walking with Jiang Ning all the way, and people on the street were pointing at her and Jiang Ning.

The girl blushed and was about to say something, but Jiang Ning spoke first.

"You just said that if I touch that beggar, I will be in trouble. What do you mean? What kind of trouble?"

The girl turned her head and saw Jiang Ning's serious expression.

Chapter 140: Green Gang

Chapter 140: Green Gang

"My benefactor, please stop asking. Knowing too much will not do you any good."

The girl said in embarrassment.

"You are an outsider who is just here for fun. Don't worry about it. It's not worth it."

Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes when he heard this and didn't say anything for a long time.

Seeing him like this, the girl thought he had listened to her and felt relieved. She then said, "My benefactor, it's getting late now. Have you found a place to stay? If not, why not stay at my father's inn?"

Jiang Ning looked at her and shook his head.

"No thanks."

After saying that, Jiang Ning turned and left.

Seeing Jiang Ning walking in the original direction, the girl became anxious.

"My benefactor, why are you so persistent?"

Jiang Ning didn't look back, but just said one sentence.

"I am a very curious person. If there is something I want to know, I must know it."

Judging from the girl’s reaction, the little beggar was no simple person.

This is not to say that the beggar is not simple. Perhaps there is some force behind him that can make an ordinary person like the girl so scared.

Looking at Jiang Ning's receding back, the girl gritted her teeth.

"Benefactor!"

The girl ran to Jiang Ning, stopped him and said to him.

"If you really want to know, I can tell you, but you must not care about it after listening to it. It's too dangerous."

Although they had only met once, the girl could feel that Jiang Ning was very different from other people.

Jiang Ning looked at her and said, "Tell me first."

The girl said, "There are too many people on the street, benefactor, please stay at my inn first, and I will tell you later."

Jiang Ning followed her to the inn where she stayed last time. The waiter was cleaning the lobby.

"Xiao Yun, you're back. The vegetables you bought..."

The waiter saw the girl walk in and was about to speak, but then he saw Jiang Ning behind him and looked surprised.

"Hey? Sir, you're here again!"

The guy was very happy to see Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded.

"Brother Jie, please prepare a guest room for my benefactor. I'll go and bring the dishes to the kitchen."

Xiaoyun said to the waiter, and then said to Jiang Ning: "My benefactor, you should take a rest first. I will come after I put the things down."

Jiang Ning nodded.

The waiter looked puzzled, not knowing what the two were talking about, but when he heard Xiaoyun asking him to prepare a guest room, he smiled and took Jiang Ning upstairs to the same room where Jiang Ning had stayed before.

"Sir, please take a rest first. We will serve you the food soon."

"it is good."

Jiang Ning nodded, then took out a piece of change and handed it to him to pay for the room and meal.

The waiter waved his hands quickly: "No, no, our boss said that as long as you stay in our inn, we won't charge you."

The guy reached out and pushed it back, but found that he couldn't move it.

Jiang Ning handed it to him and put the package on the table, then said, "Help me get a basin of water."

He needs to clean the wound.

The waiter looked at the silver in his hand and nodded helplessly.

After the waiter left, Jiang Ning sat down at the table. After thinking for a moment, he took the sword beside him and drew it, frowning slightly.

The originally smooth sword body now had several marks and dents, and the blade also had several notches.

These are all left over from the night battle that night.

For martial artists in the world, weapons are their second life. A good weapon can help them gain an advantage in a fight and kill the enemy better. Therefore, martial artists cherish their weapons very much. In addition to regular maintenance, they will also try their best to avoid weapons colliding during combat.

Weapons, like the human body, have a lifespan and require maintenance. If they are used too many times or are not taken care of, their lifespan will be shortened.

The sword in Jiang Ning's hand was specially forged for him by Yue Buqun. It is sharper than ordinary weapons and has a longer lifespan, but it is now on the verge of being scrapped.

The battle that night was really too intense. Jiang Ning had been using this sword to fight with more than 20 people, and had used it to block the opponent's attacks many times. This high-intensity impact resistance greatly shortened the life of the originally sharp and hard sword.

The front end of the sword was blunted. This was the damage caused when Jiang Ning used too much force when he was counterattacked by a sword on his back, and directly cut off the weapons of the two people who attacked him.

Many of the gaps on the sword blade were left when those men with big swords fought against him. Among them, several were left when Jiang Ning used his scimitar to slash the leading man three times in a row, with each blow being powerful, and the man used his sword to block.

It can be said that Jiang Ning also contributed his own efforts to the destruction of this sword.

But there was no way around it. The battle at that time did not allow for thinking, and there was no room for him to hold back. If he did not use his full strength because he cherished the weapon, he would definitely die before the sword.

It seems I have to change the sword again when I go back.

Jiang Ning thought.

His previous sword lasted for more than ten years before it broke down, mainly because he used the sword more frequently after he started traveling down the mountain, but it also lasted only two years.

Jiang Ning had originally imagined that the sword in his hand would be able to last for a long time, not to mention more than ten years, but at least six or seven years would not be a problem. Unexpectedly, it couldn't even last for three months.

Jiang Ning could imagine the confused expression on Yue Buqun's face when he saw this sword after returning this time.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

"Benefactor."

The voice of a girl came from outside.

"Please come in."

Jiangning Road.

The girl opened the door and walked in, followed by an old man, her father.

"Son."