Need for madness and less scourge myth

Chapter 5 The old beggar
As soon as he left the house, Ma Wencai immediately activated his magic power on an old woman on the street.

Immediately, he saw a wisp of white air, which was light and not condensed, as if blown by the wind, it would be blown away.He was in the room for the last few breaths, so he couldn't see the length of the breath clearly.At this moment, I finally had a chance. I looked along the direction of Bai Qi, but I saw that Qi luck soared into the sky, which was tens of feet high.

Not only that, but as far as the line of sight is concerned, countless auras rush up.Like a strip of white pillars.In his eyes, the entire sky seemed to be hanging down with countless strands, which looked extremely spectacular.

"This is the real usage of Wang Qi!"

Ma Wencai was pleasantly surprised. He thought he could only see the aura of one person, but he didn't expect to see the aura of several people within sight.In this way, one can understand the general situation of the person he is watching with his eyes by using the method of hope.

At this moment, a streak of purple air suddenly appeared in the distance, as thick as a dragon, soaring straight into the sky.

Ma Wencai was startled, and looked into the distance, but at the end of the naked eye, the air and clouds were scattered, like a canopy hanging down from the top.

"Cultivator!"

He immediately reacted, and when he was waiting to take a closer look, he only felt his eyes were dry, and all the luck above everyone's heads disappeared.

"How is it possible?" Marvin was startled at first, and then reacted immediately.It is estimated that this eye also needs to consume something, but this thing is not clear to me.It is estimated that it will take a while to use this eye method.

Although he saw the specific situation of Ziqi, he had already seen the general direction.Then he hurriedly took Xiao Jiu and rushed to that place with big strides.

After walking for a while, he estimated that it was almost done, and then he stopped and cast his Dao Eye.

Sure enough, the dragon-like purple air appeared in his line of sight again, and it was not far away.

In this way, after walking for another three or four miles, he used his Dao Eye several times.Marvin finally reached an alley.But I saw an old beggar lying under a huge elm tree, with disheveled hair and face, sleeping soundly there.In a dark broken bowl next to it, there was half a steamed bun with green hair.In addition, there are three shopkeepers who are gathering together to chat.

He stepped back dozens of steps, and after bringing all four of them into sight, he cast his Dao Eye again.

Immediately, he found the person he was looking for.Although the old beggar was half lying there, his head was full of purple aura.There is a majestic and majestic aura in that purple air, which makes people daunting.

"There are so many strange people in the world, but I don't know what kind of realm this old beggar is?" Ma Wencai was surprised.The breath on the top of the head of the average person is no more than the thickness of the mouth of a bowl.But the breath above the old beggar's head was as thick as a water tank.His father, Ma Shuli, who is from Mingzhou, his breath is only white with blue, but this old beggar's breath is all purple, without any variegated color, he can be called a first-class god.

Using the method of observation again, the situation of the old beggar was brought into his mind again.

"??,??,Skill??"

When this information appeared in Ma Wencai's heart, he was not surprised but delighted.The information is so vague, this old beggar must be extraordinary.

"Xiao Jiu, go to the restaurant and bring the best table noodles and two jugs of the best wine." Ma Wencai made a decision in his heart and ordered immediately.

Xiaojiu had gotten used to Ma Wencai's strange behavior in the past two days, and knew that it was useless to veto him, so she agreed and left immediately.

With little effort, Xiao Jiu brought his buddies here.Ma Wencai didn't need them to do anything, he took out all the dishes in the food box respectfully, and placed them in front of the old beggar.Then he stood there straight, motionless.

During the period, many people passed by here, and they were all surprised to see this situation.But looking at Ma Wencai in brocade clothes and Xiao Jiuyi's servants, although they were strange, no one dared to disturb them.

This wait lasted half a day, the old beggar was drooling and snoring, but he had no intention of waking up.

Seeing that it was almost dusk, Ma Wencai stood up straight. Although he was anxious, he didn't dare to complain too much.Ever since he got the magical power of changing fate, he knew that there are really ghosts and ghosts in this world.Such an expert should be sincere when meeting and seeking a teacher.If Uncle Liu Huang hadn't visited the thatched cottage three times, could he have deceived Zhuge Liang?And that Zhang Liang, if he hadn't picked up shoes for Huang Shigong three times, would he have become a hero of Kaihan?
Seeing that it was getting late, the mat placed in front of the old beggar was already cold.Ma Wencai then gave another order, "Xiao Jiu, tell Yue Hai Lou to send them the best noodles!"

"Master!" Xiao Jiu looked over aggrieved.Yuehai Tower is the best restaurant in Mingzhou City, and the best table can't be bought without 20 taels of silver.

"go with!"

"Yes!" Seeing Ma Wencai's determined expression, Xiao Jiu could only turn her head and leave.

This time, after waiting for half an hour, only two buddies and Xiao Jiu arrived here.

Ma Wencai still didn't need them to do it, but did it himself, removed the table in front of him, and then put another set of banquets on it.

The dishes of Yue Hai Lou are really exquisite. When the food box is opened, the aroma is tangy.Although Ma Wencai ate a few mouthfuls in the restaurant in the morning, he was anxious about the purple qi and was not full. Now that he was washed by the aroma, he felt unbearable in his abdominal muscles and sour water in his stomach.

Strange to say, the old beggar opened his eyes just after the dishes in Yue Hai Lou were set up.Without even looking at Ma Wen, he stretched out his hand to pick up a plate of braised lion's head, raised his neck, poured it all into his mouth, and started chewing.

"Old man, eat slowly and drink some wine!"

Suppressing his own hunger, Marvin reached out and patted the mud seal open, and poured a bowl of wine.

"Hehe! You can eat too!" The old beggar didn't take the wine, but reached out and grabbed the half green steamed bun that was originally in his bowl, and handed it to Ma Wencai.

"What kind of rhythm is this!" Ma Wencai looked at the steamed bun, wanting to scold him.Did I only get half a moldy steamed bun in return for my high-quality banquet?
The old beggar saw that Ma Wencai didn't take his steamed buns, and he didn't force him, so he threw the steamed buns on the ground casually.Reaching out to pick up the wine bowl, his black and oily fingers were in the wine, causing a slight oily halo.But the old beggar didn't care about it, and with a nod of his neck, he drank the whole bowl of wine.

The old beggar ate with ease, like wind and clouds.In just a moment, all eight dishes and two jars of wine entered his stomach.Then he burped in satisfaction, and immediately, a sour smell of alcohol hit his face, making Ma Wencai's nose twitch.

Satisfied with wine and food, the old beggar didn't talk too much. He stretched his legs and leaned against the old elm tree and snored again.

Looking at the messy cups and plates, and then at the sleeping old beggar with his eyes closed, his eyes swept over the half steamed bun that fell on the ground, and he thought of the purple auspicious dragon rising into the sky above the old beggar's head and the row of question marks.Ma Wencai finally gritted his teeth, bent down, and picked up the half steamed bun.At most, it is diarrhea, which cannot kill anyone.

"Master!" Xiao Jiu called out, her face full of worry.Today, this young master is bewitched by some kind of evil, and he just gave it to an old beggar with food and drink. Does he really want to eat that moldy steamed bun?

Ma Wencai didn't even pay attention to him, and simply stuffed the half of the steamed bun into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)