Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 278 The Old Beggar (Please Subscribe)

For example, Young Master Sun has a delicate appearance, a thin body and a weak temperament.

He and the tall, strong, ferocious and brutal Sun Yuanwai are like two extremes, without the slightest similarity.

Many of the Sun family's servants secretly suspected that this young master Sun was not the biological son of Sun Yuanwai, but was born by the wife through a secret arrangement with others.

Sun Yuanwai usually doesn't like to see this young master Sun very much, and his behavior of keeping him at home like a captive pet seems to confirm that statement.

When he first heard this speculation, Meng Zhao almost didn't hold back. The main reason is that Sun Yuanwai is most likely the illegitimate son of the old man Sun.

However, there is no substantive evidence to prove that this rumor is true, so let's just listen to it and not believe it all.

Another proof is that Sun Yuanwai is physically strong and born with abundant capital. He has raised dozens of women inside and outside Sun's house. The largest is more than 40, and the youngest is only fifteen or sixteen. evil spirits.

However, what is embarrassing is that Sun Yuanwai has only one son for so many years, which is somewhat unreasonable.

With his frequency, with so many women, ten children are not too many.

Therefore, there was another rumor that Sun Yuanwai was actually infertile, and that Young Master Sun was specially adopted from another place by him in order to deceive others, so he was not favored.

On the contrary, Sun Yuanwai especially likes a young servant named Atang, who takes him with him every day, and is quite favored. Some people think that Sun Yuanwai not only likes women, but also imitates the masculinity of those nobles in Yujing. It was poisoned.

Anyway, Meng Zhao really learned a lot of things in bits and pieces, and enjoyed it a lot.

Just as the muscular man was talking, his eyebrows were beaming and he was drooling wildly when he was slapped hard on the back of the head from behind. With a loud slap, it made people worry that his head would be slapped off with a slap.

Immediately, he flew into a rage, and the murderous one wanted to see who was not open-eyed to make fun of him.

But when he looked back, he was a scruffy old beggar with knotted hair and a red nose. There was a stench in his face, which almost made him spit out the food he had just eaten.

The flame of anger in my heart was immediately poured down by a basin of cold water, and it was extinguished instantly, the corners of my mouth twitched, my eyelids twitched and said,
"Mr., why is it you? I didn't offend you, did I?"

The old beggar snorted, squinted at him, and lazily said,
"The old beggar is teaching you to talk less and do more.

If you let Sun Yuanwai know that you arranged him outside like this, how many lives do you think you have to lose? "

The big man muttered, his face was not very good-looking, but he didn't dare to refute, after all, he was very clear about Sun Yuanwai's brutality.

After winking at his two brothers, he left in despair, obviously afraid of the old beggar.

Meng Zhao had been watching from the sidelines, but he felt a little curious when he saw this.

In his eyes, the old beggar had loose muscles, heavy steps, and irregular breathing.

It's just an ordinary old guy, how could he be so afraid with that guy's violent temper just now?
Perhaps this old beggar not only understands martial arts, but also has a very high martial arts cultivation base, and is also good at concealing his cultivation base, which gives people the illusion that he has never practiced martial arts.

Noticing Meng Zhao's scrutinizing gaze, the old beggar sat across from him unceremoniously and called the shopkeeper over.

Stretching out his hand from the rag pocket he was carrying, a large ingot of silver fell on the table, which made the impatient and even unkind shopkeeper stare straight at him.

Cleaned up the leftovers as quickly as possible, and served a good breakfast on the table.

The old beggar picked up the shit from his eyes while tasting the delicious seafood porridge and said,

"Young man, if you want to find out about the Sun family, why bother looking for those three idiots just now?

I know more about the old beggar than the three of them, and it is absolutely accurate, but the price is a bit more expensive. "

Meng Zhao didn't know if this old man was really an expert in the game world, or a liar pretending to be a poser. He looked at him with a smile, crossed his hands, propped his chin, and asked,
"Mister, compared to the Sun family, I'm actually more curious about you.

I don't know what the origin of Your Majesty is, what do you want to do in this little Li family town? "

The old beggar looked at Meng Zhao in disgust, shook his head, and pointed to his tattered pocket.

"See, if you want to reap, you have to pay first. If you don't have money, the old beggar won't say anything."

This old thing is quite good at making money, Meng Zhao is not short of money, nor is he a stingy person, so he threw out a bank note with a face value of [-] and dropped it on the table.

The old beggar nodded in satisfaction, showing his black and yellow teeth, and said seriously,

"The old man, Lou Qier, was seriously injured by a traitor, so he lived in this small Li family town to recuperate his body, and waited for an opportunity to track down the traitor's whereabouts and conspiracy, but it was a pity that he never found anything.

Now because of practicing an unrivaled martial art, he cannot use true qi martial arts.

He can only make a living by relying on this pair of tricks and his past experience in going around the rivers and lakes.

This news can be said to be priceless. I think you are more pleasing to the young man, so I will never disclose it to you. "

I, Qin Shihuang, smell like money, too aggressive.

Meng Zhao didn't believe it, nor didn't he believe it. The old guy did seem to have some problems.

But no matter what the problem is, Meng Zhao is not a Mengxin who hopes for the merits of his predecessors, so he doesn't care about these things very much.

On the contrary, the other party has one thing that is useful to him, said,
"It turns out that this is the case, the junior is disrespectful.

From the looks of it, the senior should have had a lot of contact with the Sun family before, could I tell the junior some anecdotes about the Sun family? "

The old beggar reached out and put the bank notes on the table into his ragged bag, then nodded and said,

"Of course it is possible.

Seeing that your kid is so interested in the Sun family, it is obvious that he is planning something wrong, but he doesn't care about the old beggar.

Let me remind you that Sun Yuanwai is good at martial arts, and his martial arts cultivation is not low.

Houtian Dacheng, also known as Tongda Meridians, pays attention to opening up the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians of the human body.

He has mastered the Twelve Classical Meridians without saying anything, but it is difficult to know how many of the Eight Meridians have been opened up.

Moreover, the martial arts he practices are also a bit evil, it is the art of harvesting yin and nourishing yang.

It's not wrong to let out a little true yang in the early years, but now it may have the possibility of impacting the innate.

Ordinary people can't see the sign of him practicing martial arts again, that is, the old beggar's eyesight is perfect, so he can see it.

Oh, by the way, their young servant also knows martial arts, and his skills are pretty good. As for his internal skills, he is in the same line as this grandson.

Although your kid's martial arts are also very powerful, it's better to be careful, so as not to be plotted against. "

Meng Zhaoruo thought, no matter whether this old beggar is really superior or not, he should have eyesight.

As for Sun Yuanwai's martial arts skills, and the fact that a certain boy's inner family's martial arts is in the same line as his, it is an extremely crucial piece of information.

If he guessed correctly, that boy should be the Atang that those big men mentioned earlier.

(End of this chapter)