Erbao is here again today. There is a rare piece of pork belly in the food he gave to the little beggar. The fat and thin pork belly is so fried that it is smooth and smooth. The smell of meat can be smelled from a distance, which makes the little beggar unable to help swallowing. The little beggar hopes that Erbao can accompany him to finish the meal and leave. When he took the food box in Erbao's hand, he tightly held Erbao's sleeve and looked at Erbao eagerly, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

"Be good, eat by yourself. I also want to deliver food to the officers and soldiers guarding the city. They are waiting for me. Don't worry, I will bring you food every day." After Erbao said that, he had already disappeared at the end of the street in a hurry. Looking at Erbao's back as he was leaving, the little beggar had the urge to cry.

"What are you doing when you stand there? Why don't you take it to honor your grandpa and me?" A big beggar with green eyes stared at the food box in the little beggar's hand, afraid that the fat meat he got would be lost like this.

These bad-hearted beggars, I heard that Erbao, the bartender of Xifenglou, would give food to this little beggar every day, and they would stick to it like vampires. Relying on his own tall and powerful people, he often bullies this little beggar. Although the food sent by Erbao is filial to these greedy people every time. Only when Erbao stays with him, these people dare not act rashly, but as long as Erbao leaves in advance, the food will be sent into the belly of these parasites. Recently, they have begun to threaten the little beggars. They must let Erbao bartender send more food, and it is best to have meat. It is indeed a tragedy of human nature to be so shameless.

When the big beggars next to him snatched the food box from the little beggar's hand and were about to stretch out their claws to enjoy this delicious meal, an iron-cast weapon roared with the sound of breaking through the air and nailed it directly into the front of the people, and was buried three points. A distance away, you could still see the end of the weapon that had not been buried in the soil trembled slightly. The people were stunned for a moment. When they saw that the man was actually a cripple, they took sticks and iron bars from their residence, and surrounded the cripple in the middle with a fierce look.

"Damn it, where did you come from the ignorant thing that you don't know how to care about your grandfather's business?" The big beggar who just threatened the little beggar seemed to be the leader of this group of people. He spoke more unscrupulously about the cripple who had just lost his weapon, and did not take him seriously at all.

"Or why do you try to be a cripple?" The visitor also began to retort.

"Give it to me, and break the other leg of the cripple."

At the command of the beggar, the people next to him waved the weapons in their hands and rushed towards the cripple from all directions. Before the people could get closer, the cripple directly knocked the crutch in his hand with a beautiful "slipping gland legs", and knocked the one who rushed up to the ground with a beautiful "slipping vaginal leg". When those people were dull, the cripple threw out the crutch in his hand and put down the two people in front of him.

When these people felt that the lame man had no weapons and could launch a retaliatory blow to him, the lame man actually sat cross-legged on the ground, and the weapon he had just lost was already firmly grasped by him. The thing that looked like a pen made these people dare not approach him, and they stood there blankly, no longer having the previous arrogance.

This man was Sun Lianfang who was rescued by Yin Tianchou that day. Although he was lucky enough to survive, one leg was ruined. If Zhou Tong had not rescued him, he would probably not have survived. During this period, he had received Yin Tianchou's careful care and regained his former vitality. Yin Tianchou also helped him peel a crutch with a wooden stick. When the fake leg supported half of his body under his armpit, he did not feel uncomfortable, but instead felt grateful for being a human being.

Yin Tianchou did not come back with him. When he saw a woman wearing a hat and holding a short sword in her hand, he just told him in a daze: "Brother Lian Fang, I have a heartless request. There is a little beggar in Xicheng. For my brother, I can go to Xifenglou to find Erbao to find his specific residence. He is a sensible child. In this chaotic world, I hope he can survive, so I will have to work for my brother."

Looking at Yin Tianchou's warm eyes, Sun Lianfang nodded confidently. His life was saved by him. It was a slight effort to save a little beggar who was intact. He agreed without hesitation.

He limped and walked towards Xicheng with a firm look. The guards of the city did not make things difficult for him, and pointed him in the direction of "Xifenglou". After several days of observation, he finally knew who the second treasure of "Xifenglou" was. He was unsure of this second treasure. How could a bartender in such a big restaurant care about the little beggar and deliver food diligently every day? Besides, in this war era when food is most lacking, does he have any secrets? As a cautious old world, he just followed him secretly, and he, a lame man, just hid his original identity and killed two birds with one stone.

After all, Sun Lianfang's legs and feet are not very convenient, and every time the second treasure is in a hurry, Sun Lianfang lost it several times, but he is a very patient person. He always waited patiently for the second treasure who delivered the meal in the place where he lost, and then secretly followed. When the second treasure finished delivering the meal today, he had the chance to take action.

The vicious beggar looked at Sun Lianfang who was squatting on the ground. Just as he was about to negotiate with him, Sun Lianfang picked up the food box and revealed the pork belly inside that made him salivate.

"You are a coward, and you don't have the qualifications to eat this delicious meal. By blackmailing a child, you are even worse than those Westerners outside the city. If I were you, I would have committed suicide by hitting the wall."

The big beggar could bear the humiliation and took a handful of iron bars from the beggar next to him, and slammed Sun Lianfang's head in anger.

Sun Lianfang did not dodge. Although his legs and feet were inconvenient during this period, his arm strength was many times stronger than usual because of the weight of his whole body. He raised the "judge pen" and quickly pointed at the iron bar that was smashed. The "judge pen" hit the middle of the iron bar without bias, directly splitting the iron bar into two. The big beggar was frightened by his power, and had already left his other half of the iron bar and hurriedly prepared to escape. Sun Lianfang picked up the broken iron bar from the ground, and used clever force in his hand to hit one of the iron bars with the tip of the "judge pen". The iron bar flying in the air, carrying the punishment of justice, directly inserted it into one of the legs of the big beggar. The sound of his wailing sound of snatching the sky and the earth came from a distance.

Since then, this big beggar has become a cripple, but he is not satisfied with this end. He even shouts and drinks at his former younger brother arrogantly. One day, those people can't bear it anymore and beat him up, directly beat him up as a fool. After that, others only saw a cripple being eaten by a group of wild dogs, and there is no news about him anymore. The name of this evil man was finally crossed out of the book of life and death by King Yama.

"Come on, eat." Sun Lianfang handed the food box in his hand to the stunned little beggar next to him.

"Grandpa, eat it, just leave me a bite of rice." After saying this, the little beggar opened the food box and handed a bowl of noodles with a piece of pork belly to Sun Lian.

Sun Lianfang sighed for a while that the pain of the past few days had tortured him to an inhuman form. He was originally in his forties and had grown older in his teens. When outsiders saw that he was almost no different from an old man in his twilight years.

"Do you have a name?" Sun Lianfang asked curiously.

"I have had it, I forgot. Now they all call me a little slut." The little beggar didn't take this title at all and said it calmly.

"How can a person not have a name? I'll give you a name, follow my surname, and call him Sun Zheng." Sun Lianfang pondered for a long time before suddenly speaking out.

"I don't have your surname, I want to have a surname with the big beggar. I will have a surname of his surname." The little beggar said firmly.

"Yin Zheng, OK, Yin Zheng, you will follow me from now on. You will go wherever I go."

"Why?"

"Because from today on, you will be my son. As for why others ask why your surname is Yin, you will say that your mother's surname is."

Sun Lianfang divided the food into two, put the whole piece of pork belly into Yin Zheng's mouth, and looked at him and smiled happily. He knew why Yin Tianchou liked this child, because he also fell invisibly in love with this simple child. With him as his company, he would not be so lonely.

Until Yin Tianchou saw them again, the father and son could no longer be separated, and Yin Zheng became Sun Lianfang's other legs. Looking at the growing child, Sun Lianfang handed over all his skills to him. Later, after going through hardships, he became a hero who punished evil and eliminated evil.

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Ruyan Pavilion, the noise was in sharp contrast with the lifelessness around it. When the wounded soldiers carried off the city tower passed by its doorstep, they would stare at the merchants with a jealous look. Why did they still have the Yaxing here and lively, while they and their brothers fought desperately on the city wall for these bastards? They resent the injustice of the world. You said you didn't help, but you were stabbing the knife in the back. Now the food price in Xicheng has been dozens of times. There is no doubt that they all came from the hands of these unscrupulous merchants. They are all from the Wei Dynasty, why do they have to force their own people to death? And they have their own arms, and the guards who guard the house are all very skilled and well-equipped, why are they unwilling to help themselves defend the city? Is the lives of us not life?

Hongxiu and these wounded soldiers had the same idea. As the lowest class of this society, they were deeply dissatisfied with this world. As a member of the Red Shirt Sect, she had deep disdain for those people at the bottom of the society. After Hongshizhai had contacted those so-called inferior people for a long time, she realized that the innocence of those people was so commendable. They had no ambitions and would not harm others behind their backs. They showed their most sincere side, remember your kindness to him firmly, and then repayed it ten times and a hundred times. Such people in Xicheng do the most tiring work, eat the worst food, and are called around like slaves, without any complaints at all. Hongxiu couldn't understand what they supported them to live until now.

The Red Shirt Village, a place like a paradise on earth, was changed by Wu Yonglin's approach. Everyone has food to eat and clothes to wear. There is no difference between so-called superior and inferior people. Everyone works hard and devotes their hard work and sweat for their own happiness. They are so happy there. After the hateful Westerners came, they changed all this and they reintegrated into their original world of eating people. There are disputes, treacherousness, and there is no warmth here. She herself has the illusion that everything she had in the past had been dreaming, and she had just woken up.

When Hongxiu saw everything Wu San and Erbao did, she realized that everything before was real. She believed that as long as Wu Yonglin came back, he would take these people to start over in the west and continue their life like a Peach Blossom Land. Perhaps, she could change something for this world.

Wu Yonglin is a very special person. Hongxiu can't find a word to describe him, so he just calls him a good person. This good person is very different from the merchants he sees now. He will do his best to help these people. Even if he is not here, the people in his restaurant, such as Wu San and Erbao, follow his teachings and do their best to help all the people around him. In their opinion, this is their obligation.

What made them completely different from these merchants? Hongxiu couldn't figure it out, nor did she want to figure it out. Maybe she and Wu Yonglin were the same type of people. For the same goal, she tried every means to realize the little bit of the thoughts in her heart. If some bad intentions wanted to destroy all this, she would take action without hesitation.

When Song Ningxue told her that there were some people in the tin city who wanted to take advantage of the situation, she volunteered without hesitation. As a Wei Chao person who colluded with the Westerners, she had a kind of rat crossing the street and everyone was so excited that everyone shouted and beat him. Since he was a disobedient evil dog, then closed the door and beat him up. If the beating hurts, he will naturally be honest.

Looking at Mao Rongxi and the others who came out from the "Ruyan Pavilion" one after another, Hongxi followed them closely. This was her strength and a unique skill she was proud of: she had a keen intuition and was good at capturing various specific movements of the human body. When those people stopped or looked back, she could accurately judge in advance. The most important thing was that she could still read lips and know what those people were saying far away.

"What were you doing just now? Young Master, I'm listening to the misunderstanding, and I won't help me blocking that blind guy." Mao Xirong scolded the servant who followed him later, and the man looked around cautiously.

"......Young Master, the guy who just broke in is Xing San, the chief constable of Xicheng. We can't mess with him."

"Damn it, let him be proud for a while. When I take this place, I will have a good harvest for him." Mao Xirong finally laughed for some reason for some reason, as if all this had become reality.

The two of them said a while, then turned around and rushed towards the Ma Mansion. Hongxiu followed again, and only quietly returned after confirming where they lived.
Chapter completed!