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Chapter 282 Qingniu Town

Taking a casual glance at the corpses of Wang Lin and Liu Yu, Zhao Hu placed the blood-dripping sword on top of Wang Lin's corpse, wiped off the blood on the sword with Wang Lin's clothes, and put it away. hanging from the waist.

After that, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, Zhao Hu immediately bent down, stretched out his hands, and groped Wang Lin and Liu Yu, trying to find some treasures.

Soon, Zhao Hu took out more than ten spirit stones, five talismans, an ordinary fire-type exercise, and an ordinary wind-element exercise from Wang Lin and Liu Yu, which were all his trophies. Bar!
"So poor!"

Looking at the more than ten spirit stones and five talismans and two ordinary exercises in his hand, Zhao Hu shook his head lightly, said with a look of disgust, and put them into the space ring casually.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hu noticed a pitch-black five-leaf clover not far away, which was the Nether Grass that Wang Lin and Liu Yu were fighting for!Nether Grass is the main material for refining Nether Pill, which is worth hundreds of spirit stones. Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Hu immediately picked it carefully and put it into the space ring.

After picking the Nether Grass, Zhao Hu ignored the bodies of Liu Yu and Wang Lin, handed them over to the beasts in the forest, and left the forest straight away, heading towards Qingniu Town.

Qingniu Town is the only town with a radius of hundreds of miles, and it is also the only town with hundreds of villages. There are many merchants, warriors and mercenaries everywhere. The large number of merchants, warriors and mercenaries make Qingniu Town prosperous. In short, there are all kinds of shops and living facilities, which can meet the needs of merchants and warriors and mercenaries everywhere.

Zhao Hu, who was dressed like a gangster, met a group of merchants when he was several miles away from Qingniu Town, followed behind the merchants, and walked slowly towards the center of Qingniu Town.

As soon as he entered Qingniu Town, Zhao Hu joined the bustling crowd. The spacious street was filled with all kinds of pedestrians. Both sides of the street were full of various shops, which seemed very prosperous. Give Zhao Hu a feeling of entering the Earth Federation city.

"Where is the little beggar who dares to steal things, see if I don't beat you to death!"

An angry roar came from a street corner not far away, and clearly reached Zhao Hu's ears, making him involuntarily look towards the source of the sound, only to see a fat man in a white coat , waving his big fat hand, and struck a dirty little beggar. The passers-by on the street stopped to watch and began to discuss in low voices.

Facing the fat big hands of the fat man, the dirty little beggar squatted on the ground trembling, his hands tightly covering the two white steamed buns that were stained black by his little hands, and let the fat man's big hands fall on his body. , the dirty little face was full of stubbornness.

"stop!"

Seeing the trembling little beggar, who had been beaten violently by the fat man, who had already become cold-blooded and numb, Zhao Hu, who was killing a dog like a butcher, suddenly softened in his heart, and involuntarily stopped him loudly, and walked quickly to the little beggar's side. in front of you.

Zhao Hu's voice of stopping shocked the fat man in a white coat. He quickly looked at Zhao Hu and saw Zhao Hu dressed like a gangster, his heart tightened, and he quickly explained loudly: "This hero, I am a small business, a small business to support my family, just to earn a hard-earned money,,,"

Hearing Fatty's words, Zhao Hu waved his hand, interrupted his speech, took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom, threw it into his bosom, and said with a calm expression: "I know it's not easy for you to do business. A piece of silver can be considered as the cost of steamed buns!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Hu walked up to the little beggar, and said in a gentle tone, "Okay, I've already bought these steamed buns for you, so don't be afraid!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the dirty little beggar raised his head, took a deep look at Zhao Hu with his big bright eyes, then stood up, holding two white steamed buns that were stained black by his little hands, and looked towards the distance. ran away.

"Hero, here are the steamed buns you bought!"

Just as the little beggar ran away, the fat man in a white coat handed Zhao Hu a large bag of steamed buns and said cautiously.

After receiving the big bag of steamed buns handed over by the fat man, Zhao Hu hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and chased after the little beggar.

In a short time, Zhao Hu caught up with the little beggar, and followed the little beggar, left the bustling Qingniu Town, and entered a dilapidated thatched hut outside Qingniu Town.

The thatched hut was very simple, with only a broken wooden bed and a worn wooden table, a worn bow and arrow hung on the wall, a worn quiver and more than ten wooden arrows in the corner, lying on the worn wooden bed Holding a skinny, dying old man.

"Grandpa, we have something to eat, here it is!"

As soon as the little beggar entered the thatched hut, he walked to the wooden bed with a happy face, and handed the two white steamed buns in his hand to the old man lying on the old wooden bed.

"Jinger is good!"

Hearing the little beggar's words, the dying old man raised his arm with difficulty, stroked the little beggar's head lightly, and said softly with a look of doting on his face.

"Little brother, don't you know you?"

After petting the little beggar's head, the skinny and dying old man lying on the dilapidated wooden bed cast his eyes on Zhao Hu and asked with a hesitant expression.

"Grandpa, this big brother is a good man, it's the steamed buns he bought for me!"

Seeing the old man cast his eyes on Zhao Hu, the little beggar said happily.

"I just felt sorry for her, and I was worried that she would meet bad people, so I followed here, without any malice!"

Seeing the old man cast his eyes on himself, Zhao Hu said with a calm expression.

"This little brother, Jing'er is only five years old, very smart and cute. I picked it up in the jungle and has been suffering with me. I'm dying now. Don't worry. Little Jing'er lives alone. I hope you I can take care of Jing'er after I leave, or help Jing'er find a good family to raise her!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the dying old man lying on the bed looked at Zhao Hu with pleading expression and said.

Hearing the old man's words, and seeing the dying appearance of the old man, Zhao Hu knew that he was going to die, and he had only one breath left, so he nodded lightly, and said lightly: "Don't worry, you're leaving After that, I will take good care of Jinger!"

After receiving Zhao Hu's affirmative answer, a happy smile appeared on the old man's face. He took a deep look at the dirty little beggar, and gently stroked the little beggar's face with his palm like a dry bone. , lying powerlessly on the bed, losing the breath of life, with a peaceful and happy expression on his face.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa!"

When the old man died, the dirty little beggar, with red eyes and tears streaming down his face, cried loudly in a clear female voice.

Zhao Hu, who was standing at the gate of the thatched cottage, saw the old man died and the little beggar cried loudly, without saying a word, just stood there quietly, letting the little beggar cry.

When the little beggar was not crying, Zhao Hucai put the big bag of steamed buns in his hand on the ground, walked slowly to the dilapidated wooden bed, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the little beggar's head, and hugged the old man dead body, walked outside.

Not long after, in the woods not far from the thatched house, a small mound of earth took shape, and a stone tombstone stood quietly there. Two lines of small characters were clearly engraved on the stone tombstone: Tomb of the Unknown Old Man, Zhao Huliu.

After letting the little beggar knock his head against the stone tombstone a few times, Zhao Hu didn't think the little beggar was dirty, so he picked him up and walked slowly towards Qingniu Town.

"Give me a gown, and prepare the bath water!"

As soon as he entered Qingniu Town, Zhao Hu entered an inn without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, took out a large piece of silver from his bosom, and said calmly while still on the counter of the inn.

"Okay! Guest officer, please follow me!"

Seeing Zhao Hu's boldness, the innkeeper showed a happy smile on his face, and hurriedly greeted him, and personally took Zhao Hu to an elegantly decorated room on the second floor.

Immediately afterwards, several inn clerks carried buckets of hot water and poured them into the large wooden bucket in the center of the room.

"Find two maids and give her a bath!"

After casually observing the room, Zhao Hu nodded lightly, said to the owner of the inn, and threw a piece of broken silver casually.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"

The innkeeper who received the money was overjoyed, responded quickly, and went downstairs.

Not long after, two young girls, carrying bath supplies and some beautiful clothes for little girls, entered the room to give the little beggar Jing'er a bath.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hu nodded lightly, whispered a few words to Jing'er, and then came out of the room, asked two maids to serve Jing'er to take a bath, and went downstairs by himself to a square table in the hall on the first floor forward.

"Bring me a jug of good wine and some good dishes!"

After sitting down at a square table, Zhao Hu casually summoned the inn clerk, and gave instructions with a calm face.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's order, and knowing that Zhao Hu was an inn clerk of a big tycoon, he responded loudly with enthusiasm, and went to the kitchen to order the chef.

(End of this chapter)