Fortunate Young Gentleman

Outside Wanzhou City.

Tang Ning and the old beggar were walking on the mountain road. The latter had a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and put his hands behind his head. He looked at Tang Ning and asked, "That girl is pretty and has a good figure. Now go back." You still have time……"

The old beggar felt uncomfortable when he was not around, and kept talking nonsense when he was around. Tangning ignored him and just treated him like a dog following behind him.

Before leaving Wanzhou, he asked Ruan County Lieutenant to take care of Zhao Yun'er. At the same time, he left a thousand taels of silver with him to buy a shop for her, which would ensure her food and clothing for the rest of her life.

In addition, he also left a letter to Liu Zheng, so that Liu Zheng could keep her safe after Ruan County Lieutenant was transferred.

This is all Tangning can do for her.

The two of them left the Wanzhou City Gate and crossed the river at the ferry. After that, it only took half a day to enter Qiandi.

After leaving Wanzhou, Tangning will no longer have any reinforcements around her. She will have to rely on herself and the old beggar for everything.

Although he can handle most situations by himself, in times of danger, he still has to rely on the old beggar.

Therefore, Tangning could no longer treat him as a dog following her around.

He took the initiative to slow down his pace and asked casually: "Is there any of the ten elders of Wan Gu Sect named Wu?"

"I don't know." The old beggar spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth and said, "What is the name of the governor of Wanzhou? Do you know the name of the head of the Liang family?"

"..."

Tangning was speechless by his question, but thinking about it, the old beggar had the intention of grabbing the secret book, so how could he care about the name of the elder of Wan Gu Sect.

However, it would be a bit too much to take off someone's clothes and tie them to a tree without even asking their name...

The old beggar took off a gourd from his back, took a sip of wine, and continued: "Moreover, the ten elders of Wan Gu Sect have not always remained the same. In the past few decades, their ten elders have also changed. Several times, how do I know if there is anyone named Wu among them?"

From what the old beggar said, maybe the person behind the Liang family is not the current elder of the Wan Gu Sect, but his attainments in the Gu art are at worst on par with Bai Jin Gongsun Ying. He must know a lot about Wan Gu that Tangning doesn't know. The secret of teaching.

Tangning thought of something again, looked at the old beggar, and asked, "I heard that the previous generation of saints was defeated by you, so she went into seclusion to practice hard, but she died because of being possessed. You don't feel any guilt about this." ?"

"Infinite Heavenly Lord..." the old beggar sighed and said: "Buddha said that life and death are destined, and wealth is in heaven. That is why she has such a calamity in her life. How can you blame me?"

If the Infinite Heavenly Lord knew that the old beggar was using his name to talk nonsense, he might drop a divine thunder to kill him.

Tangning rested against a tree on the side of the road, took a sip of water, wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth, and murmured, "Xiao Xiao and the others should have arrived in Chu Country by now, right?"

This time they left as a family, and Xiaoxiao and Lao Zheng followed them all the way. Counting the days, it should be almost time now.

The old beggar took another sip of wine, glanced at him, smacked his lips, and said, "I didn't expect that you are still a principled person."

Tangning glanced at him and asked, "Is this the first day you found out?"

The old beggar wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Actually, there is one thing that I have always been curious about."

He looked at Tangning and asked, "You were obviously dead that day, how did you come back to life later?"

"How can the dead be resurrected?" Tangning looked at him and said, "Maybe you saw it wrong."

"I can't get it wrong." The old beggar looked at him and said, "For two whole hours, your heart didn't skip a beat."

Tangning thought for a while and said, "Medically speaking, this is entirely possible. Under certain external stimulation, a person will fall into a state of suspended animation. Although there is no heartbeat or pulse, he is still alive."

The old beggar looked at him for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Maybe I really saw it wrong..."

What the old beggar was curious about was Tangning's biggest secret. He didn't plan to tell anyone about this secret, and of course, no one would believe it.

"Actually, I had a dream during those two hours." Tangning looked at the old beggar and said, "In the dream, I was another person, living a different life. I almost fell into that dream. Until Xiaoxiao wakes me up..."

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If it weren't for her handful of water, I think I would really be dead by then."

The old beggar glanced at him and said, "No wonder you are so kind to my precious disciple and dote on her even more than I do..."

"She is my savior and also my sister." Tangning said matter-of-factly: "If I don't pamper her, who will I pamper?"

The old beggar looked at him and said, "I hope you will always remember this sentence."

Tangning glanced at him and said, "You don't need to remind me, I will always pamper her."

The old beggar shook his head and said, "I was talking about the previous sentence."

…

What happened to Tang Shui was just an accident. The old beggar's worries were completely unnecessary. Xiaoxiao was still a child in Tang Ning's heart, although in fact she was no longer a child...

Tang Ning and the old beggar entered Guizhou with only three days of food because according to the plan, in three days, they would approach a branch of the Wan Gu Sect belonging to the three elders.

But what they didn't expect was that the actual terrain of Qiandi had some small deviations from the one drawn on the map, which led to them not reaching their destination until the morning of the fourth day, and their food had been eaten up yesterday.

Fortunately, this is in the mountains, and even if they don't bring any food and water, they can get it from the surrounding environment.

Tang Ning came to a stream and said to the old beggar: "I'm going to catch two fish. You can see if there are any mushrooms around, pick some and pick up some firewood..."

Qiandi is an undeveloped treasure. The grass carp in this stream is very fat. Tang Ning stabbed two with a harpoon, cut open the belly and removed the scales, and then set up a grill by the stream.

When he set up the grill, the old beggar also came back, holding two pheasants and a Ganoderma lucidum in his hands.

This Ganoderma lucidum is a few years old at first glance. It is not common even in such a deep mountain. For those who practice martial arts, it is a tonic. The old beggar's luck is pretty good.

Tang Ning was a very delicate person when it came to food. Before entering the mountains, he had considered the possibility of having a picnic in the mountains. Game without seasoning tasted bland, so he packed a small bag and brought enough seasoning.

The old beggar used bamboo chopsticks to pick up the fish, took a bite of the fish, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "It's a pity that you don't become a cook..."

Tang Ning poked the firewood twice, smeared the seasoning on the Ganoderma lucidum, put it on the fire to roast, and took a roasted fish to eat.

Just after eating a few bites, there was a sudden movement in the dense forest behind him.

A figure strode out of the forest. When he saw the two people by the stream, he was stunned at first, and then he noticed the Ganoderma lucidum on the fire. He showed an angry look on his face and said sternly: "Bold little thief, how dare you steal the Ganoderma lucidum!"

The girl in unique ethnic costumes just raised the short knife in her hand and was restrained by the old beggar.

Tang Ning looked at her and asked, "Is this your Lingzhi?"

The girl was dressed strangely, but could speak fluent Chinese. She pointed at Tang Ning and said angrily, "You, you actually burned my Lingzhi..."

The old beggar cut a piece of Lingzhi with a dagger and handed it to her, saying, "Try it?"

The girl turned her head away and said angrily, "I don't want to eat it!"

...

After a while, Tang Ning threw away the fish bone, looked at the girl squatting by the fire, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

The girl stuffed the last piece of roasted Lingzhi into her mouth and nodded fiercely, "Delicious!"