"Xianyang pawn shop, what a big courage..."

Bi Xialuo was grabbed by Ba Shao, and all the way was the only words left in his mouth. At first, Ba Shao would teach him a lesson, but later, Bi Xialuo's voice was like a mosquito, so Ba Shao ignored it.

A few days later, the group of five returned to Xianyang. When Bashao entered the door, he saw Dalin wearing strong clothes and preparing to go out in a hurry.

"Uncle Dalin..."

Bashao asked in confusion.

Dalin directly interrupted Bashao:

"A monster passed through Yan State and passed through Zhao State Dai City. Now he is about to arrive in Handan. All the people pass by are dead and the plants will not grow. If the shopkeeper comes back, you can report back and I will go first."

After Dalin finished speaking, he left in a hurry. The reason for being so hasty was that Lao Lin was in Zhao State and had not sent back the news for a long time.

"I'll go, too."

When Ba Shao heard this, he hurriedly said, after all, he was rough and thick in skin, and he was young and strong. The qi and blood in his body were in chaos in the last battle, but after two full meals, it was almost gone. Now nearly a month has passed, so it is natural that it is completely better. Even if Jing Tianming and others work together to heal their injuries along the way, it is still better.

Xiaolin also came out with the package. Looking at Dalin, the pawnshop was going to be dispatched this time.

"I'm worried, Lao Lin, he hasn't been back for almost half a year."

Kobayashi said.

"Uncle Dalin, let's go together."

Jing Tianming also said with a heavy expression.

Lao Lin and Dalin often run outside, but they can almost guarantee that a message can be sent back every seven days, mainly to report safety.

However, since Lao Lin mentioned that he had reached Zhao State two months ago, there was no news. Soon after, the Mo family heard that the Fucheng of Zhao State was slaughtered by monsters and that I was massacred in Handan along the way.

Dalin must be trapped in South Korea.

Xiaolin didn't have any righteousness in the world. Under Yang Yu's intention, Xiaolin has always lived a carefree life and is pure and has a pure mind. The only thing she cares about is the pawn shop people.

Dalin looked at Xiaolin, Bashao and others, and then looked at Bi Xialuo in Bashao's hands.

"Now there is no time to pry open his mouth. Bashao sucked his skills and threw him in Xianyang. It is also a good place for retirement."

After saying that, Dalin went in again. There was an old man in the pawnshop. They all left, and the pawnshop affairs were all handed over to him.

Lao Duan, his name is Lao Duan, and more than two months ago, his name was Xiao Duan.

"Okay, I've finished giving it to you, let's go."

Dalin glanced at the old man who was already dry and lying on the ground and was ignorant of life and death, and then left first.

Ba Shao took two deep breaths, and the huge internal force that had entered his body was digested and calmed down. Then he threw a large bag of gold on his body into the pawnshop and followed him.

He was reluctant to throw the gold out again.

The pawnshop's backyard, two yards east and west, and two long rainbows, one gray and one purple, instantly cut through the sky and headed far away.

Lao Lin, the pawnshop, hasn't been back for a long time, and the two pawnshop's ladies are also going to see them.

"Well……"

There was a beggar at the door of the pawnshop. He was very old and had a disheveled face and was hiding from the rain while the pawnshop was speechless.

There is an old man in the pawn shop who cooks with a charcoal stove in the pawn shop hall every day. He doesn't dislike the beggar. He also presses the orders on time every day, throws a piece of cake or steamed buns out.

At first, the old beggar didn't take a look at him, but when other beggars came to steal his meal, they would be scared away by an arrow made of steel in his hand.

Later, the old beggar began to eat steamed buns and cakes given by the old man in the pawn shop. The old man in the pawn shop often sat at the door with a stool, holding a bowl in his hand, and having dinner with the beggar.

"This day is actually not bad."

Old Duan said, as if he was talking to himself.

"You can't even step out of this threshold."

The old beggar replied coldly, his voice extremely old.

Bashao's move was much darker than Kobayashi, and Bi Xialuo's internal strength was almost not much left.

"The area of ​​this hall is quite large, and it is very high and spacious. I can also see the clouds in the sky at the door. I even have a stove to cook my own rice."

The old dunge stood up with his knees and cleaned up the table.

"There are often guests who come to serve as rice, face to face, and it is top-quality rice noodles, which tastes so good. When I came, he promised to take care of me for three meals. I don't want the wages, so I just eat some rice noodles, which is okay."

The old Duan smiled loudly, ignoring whether the old beggar could hear it or not.

"It takes some effort to get water and wash dishes every day, so I usually take a lot of water at a time, but even if I take a large bucket, it's only enough for two days. After all, I have to wash dishes and faces. Recently, I have fallen in love with foot soaking. Tell me, haha..."

Old Duan said, stretched out his hand and waved it, and a water column shot from the backyard and fell into his bucket.

I brushed the bowl and wiped the table, but the dirty water couldn't be stored. I poured it out next time and it would smell...

So the dirty water was kneaded into a water ball and threw it into the flower pond in the backyard.

Lao Duan cleaned up and was about to close the door.

"You might as well come to help me lift water. I don't have a salary to pay you, but I can eat at least one bite of pickles and a bite of hot porridge every day."

The old beggar ignored Lao Duan. Lao Duan shook his head and closed the door.

The door was not closed quickly, after all, the pawnshop door was very big, so Bashao had to walk back and forth.

Just as the door was about to close, an old hand pushed the door away.

Lao Duan pulled them away, and what he met was a messy hair that could not see his face.

"I am the Immortal Lord, you are just a little fairy general."

The old beggar's old voice rang out.

Lao Duan smiled and said, "My name is Lao Duan, Lao Duan of the pawnshop, I will call you Lao Bi in the future."

The old beggar did not speak, and slowly walked into the pawnshop, poured half of the empty bucket of water into the basin of the water beside the wall, and then went to the backyard to get a bucket of water.

After the water was fed, the old beggar still slept under the eaves of the pawnshop.

The eaves of the pawnshop are really big and the pillars are very wide, so they can shelter from wind and rain.

He just wanted to get water, but he just wanted to change to a bite of hot porridge and eat a bite of pickles.

Zhao State, Handan.

The walls of Handan City were already devastated, and the monsters could fly. Most of the soldiers on the wall were scared. At this time, it was the Mo family's farmer, and some other schools of thought were holding on.

In the middle of the north wall, an old man holding a sword stood, and behind him were some peasant people.

They only felt that the old man was very familiar with him, but no one knew him.
Chapter completed!