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"Old man, how are you doing?" Xi Jiu Er looked at the elder who was around the same age as his grandfather, and his heart filled with sympathy.

Xi Jiu Er quickly helped the old man up, then called for the waiter at the inn. He took out some silver and gave it to him as a reward, then told him to prepare some food for the old man.

"Young master, don't leave yet." old beggar turned and pulled on Xi Jiu Er's sleeves, his eyes filled with darkness.

Xi Jiu Er subconsciously stopped, and looked at the pair of pitch black hands dragging him with a blank look in his eyes. His eyes looked up and she saw the abnormal expression in the eyes of the old beggar.

"Young Master, would you like to accompany me in eating?" The old beggar held onto Xi Jiu Er's sleeve tightly, not allowing him to refuse for even a moment.

The young man supporting the waiter saw that the old beggar did not know how to be grateful, but instead offered such an unreasonable excuse. As a bystander, he also felt dissatisfied.

"You old man, the young master gave you food. It's fine if you don't feel grateful, but you still make such a powerless request."

The waiter reprimanded old beggar, which attracted Xi Jiu Er's dissatisfaction, "What are you saying, does your family not have any elderly people?" Xi Jiu Er glared at him angrily, turned around and took the old man's arm from his hand, then personally brought old beggar into the tavern.

Yun Kai Inn was the most famous inn in the Dreamy Cloud City with a radius of a hundred li. It was not because his inn was different from others, but because the kitchen of this inn had a famous master.

Xi Jiu Er had originally wanted to go to a rice brew stall on the street and ask for a bowl of rice brew Rice Ball to eat. Now that she really couldn't escape, he could only casually order a bowl of rice brew.

After that, he specially ordered a bowl of hot porridge and some other foods that were easy to chew and digest for the elderly man.

Xi Jiu Er sat at the side of the table. The old beggar beside him did not seem to be as hungry as he looked.

old beggar slowly picked up a piece of smoked meat, put down his chopsticks, and used his hands to carefully tear small pieces of it into his mouth and chewed them slowly. With the delicious food beside him, he couldn't help but want to drink a few mouthfuls of wine to complement the taste in his mouth.

old beggar drank a mouthful of meat in one gulp, and with an unperturbed expression, he poured for himself as he ate. He completely threw Xi Jiu Er, who was at the side, out of the window.

Xi Jiu Er was not annoyed, as she sat at the side and looked at old beggar carefully, her expression full of suspicion and vigilance. At this time, any person who suddenly appeared beside her would cause her to unconsciously be on high alert, and when she saw the pitiful look on old beggar's face outside the tavern, she couldn't help but think of her grandfather who was still in a coma.

But now, everything that was happening in front of her eyes was telling her that this old beggar might not be as weak as she looked at him.

How many beggars could have such demeanor? If this continued, then this person was either a friend or an enemy.

Xi Jiu Er secretly reached behind him. There was her only life-saving weapon, a soft sword that was as soft as a water snake and as sharp as a dagger.

old beggar ate all of the dishes on the table, and then reached out and scooped up the leftovers from Xi Jiu Er's bowl, bringing it to his mouth as he nagged at him, "The young people nowadays don't even like this food, do you know how much fertilizer is needed to grow an acre of land, and how long do you need to work before you can see the sprout?!"

While Xi Jiu Er was on guard, she did not finish her sentence. Seeing the old beggar who was still slowly drinking and eating, she immediately used her actions to show her the terrifying sight a beggar would have when he was eating.

Before Xi Jiu Er could swallow a mouthful of water, she saw old beggar, who was lowering his head and digging for his food, spew out a mouthful of tea on the ground.

Hearing that, old beggar raised his head, fiercely glared at her, and quickly continued to bury his head in tears.

Xi Jiu Er was completely confused by the other party's stare. She had not despised the other party's disgusting act, but the other party had.

Xi Jiu Er's head was covered with black lines, as she stood petrified in place.

After letting out a long burp, he reached out to push away the plate and cup on the table, and then picked up his own sleeve that was stained with mud. He wiped off the water on the table and ignored his wet sleeve, reaching into his bosom to take out a kraft paper bag.

Although it was called kraft paper, it was actually just that the color was similar to kraft paper. Xi Jiu Er moved closer to take a closer look, and realised that this thing was even softer than kraft paper.

old beggar carefully opened the paper bag and took out a book from inside. Not knowing where he left the book's cover, all that was left was a thumb-thick, dilapidated volume.

"Here, here you go", old beggar handed the book he was holding over to Xi Jiu Er with a reluctant tone.

"This is?" Xi Jiu Er continued to be at a loss. She did not know what the old beggar, her friends and enemies were trying to do, but the harmless look on the other party's face caused her to subconsciously believe that this person was not a bad person.

When old beggar heard Xi Jiu Er's question, his face revealed a complacent look, "Young Noble, have you ever heard of the 'Records of the Nine Regions'?"

Xi Jiu Er nodded in acknowledgement, "Of course I have."

"Then, this book once mentioned that there was once a Poison Saint in the martial arts world, known as Mu Rong. Do you know that?"

Xi Jiu Er didn't want to know what the other party's intentions were for this bunch of matters that had nothing to do with him. She replied respectfully, "Of course I know, but according to this book, although Mu Rong loves poisons, he has never recklessly harmed any innocent people. Most of them are people who teach what they learned to local doctors so that when someone is poisoned, they can be treated in time."

The old man expressed his agreement after hearing the book, and a smug look surfaced on his face as he continued: "This book represents Mu Rong's lifetime of achievements, she only wrote it because she thought that there would be a successor who would be able to extend the profoundness of this book, but now, this dao feels that Young Master, no, or perhaps Miss can become accustomed to it."

Xi Jiu Er was startled, this man had already figured out that she was a girl, and was even referring to herself as "The Way of the Underworld". Forget about all that, just Mu Rong was already an ancient person a thousand years ago, and the《 Mu Yin Poison Secret》 that she wrote had been lost a hundred years ago, had now mysteriously appeared in front of her eyes.

Weird and unfathomable, Xi Jiu Er was stunned.

old beggar was satisfied with her surprise, his voice also became more clear, "If you don't believe me, then memorize the contents of this book, and if you have time to find another thing or two, then it would not be excessive to experiment for a while."