Watching the group of children like beggars rush away, Xiao Ruixuan and Mr. Jin quietly follow the group of children and arrive at a dilapidated small earth temple outside the city.

Seeing that the boy came back triumphantly, several other children ran out of the small earth temple, and looked at the boy expectantly and said, "brother Gouzi, did you hit him?"

"Of course!" The young man raised the pigeon in his hand with a proud face, "did you boil the water?"

The children nodded busily and arched the boy into the small earth temple like a mountain king.

Xiao Ruixuan exchanged a wink with Mr. Jin, and followed him in lightly.

The earthen temple is not big and dilapidated. At first glance, it is in disrepair. Above the lacquer table, there are mottled clay figurines.

Under the table is a simple stove made of stone,

There is a broken earthen jar on the stove. Water is boiling in the earthen jar.

The young man skillfully threw the pigeon into the pot and boiled it for a while. No matter whether the water was hot or not, he grabbed the pigeon's foot and lifted it out of the pot. Then he sat on the steps beside the earthen temple and plucked it.

However, with a few efforts, a pigeon was stripped clean by him, and then he took out a knife from his body, cut the pigeon into small pieces, and found a broken bowl with a missing mouth.

While the boy was dealing with the pigeon, the other children poured the water out of the jar and replaced it with a new one.

After the young man cut the pigeon, he just poured all the pigeon meat into the pot, while the other children looked forward to the pigeon soup, as if it was the best food in the world.

Xiao Ruixuan hid in the dark and quietly counted. With the boy, there were seven or eight children living in the local temple.

Judging from their dirty clothes, they are all vagrants and beggars.

He went to the place where the boy plucked the pigeon's hair just now. In the pigeon's hair there, he saw the bamboo tube that they had tied to the pigeon's leg to pass the note.

Xiao Ruixuan also bent over and searched in the pigeon hair mixed with blood.

As expected, he easily turned out three or four similar bamboo tubes.

Mr. Jin helped to dismantle the small bamboo tube. Sure enough, he found the news that the rejuvenation hall had been burned.

Xiao Ruixuan's face became complicated.

He squeezed the small bamboo tube in his hand and went to the small earth temple.

At this time, the pigeon soup in the earthen jar has been stewed with bursts of fragrance. The boy is adding something to the earthen jar, while the group of children are swallowing their saliva.

Seeing a stranger in the temple, the boy stood up very alert.

He looked at Xiao Ruixuan and Mr. Jin, and then said, "who are you

Who is it? "

Xiao Ruixuan took a look at him, then glanced at the earthen jar and said, "is the pigeon meat delicious?"

However, without waiting for the boy to answer, a child beside him replied naively: "delicious ~!" Xiao Ruixuan also looked over and found that the child was about the same age as de Ge'er, but he was covered with an adult's coarse cloth shirt, and he was too dirty to see the original color.

The young man seemed to have guessed something. He subconsciously protected the six or seven children behind him. He said to Xiao Ruixuan, "one person should do things for one person. I beat the pigeon. If there's anything wrong, you come to me. Don't embarrass them!"

What a person to do, a person to be!

Xiao Ruixuan is a bit surprised to pick eyebrows, he did not expect that this young man should be a righteous generation.

But he sneered, "when? Can you afford it? I'm not an ordinary pigeon. I'm a pure carrier pigeon. Seven or eight taels of silver each. You haven't got enough money to buy it yet? "

With that, he threw the bamboo tube on the ground and said, "what's more, you eat more than one pigeon."

These children are usually poor homeless people whose parents died. Let alone one or two silver coins, they can't even see a copper plate.

But now he was told that the pigeons cost seven or eight Liang silver, and they were all shivering behind the boy.

A few timid, but also grabbed the young man's clothes, timidly asked: "brother Gouzi... How to do..."

Unexpectedly, the young man was extremely calm. His cold face around his neck said: "I beat the pigeons, I killed them, I cooked them and I ate them. They just drank some soup with them. And now the pigeon is dead, losing money? No, Damn, there's one

How dare you fight in front of yourself?

Xiao Ruixuan half squints, can't help but have some interest in this young man.

"Why do I want you to die?" Xiao Ruixuan also tied his hands to his chest and looked at the boy with arrogant eyes

He glanced at the children again.

When the young man saw it, he stood in front of the children and said: "you can make me a slave or a servant, or even shout, fight and kill! But I won't allow you to make up their minds. "

Said, he secretly waved his arm, motioned those children to run.

But the children didn't know whether they were scared or what happened. No one listened to him. Everyone just held him and cried behind him.

In an instant, Xiao Ruixuan only felt that his head would be blown up by the crying of these children.

On the contrary, Mr. Jin came forward and looked at the young man with great interest and said, "are you the one who beat these pigeons? How good is your quasi head? "

The young man first looked at Mr. Jin, and then said, "it's natural. There's nothing flying in the sky that I can't beat down!"

"Ha ha, what a big tone!" Mr. Jin said with a smile, and then turned to point to two hemp trees playing on the trees outside the temple

"Bird way," you want to be able to beat those two sparrows down, we don't pursue you today's matter

Hearing this, the young man flashed a surprise in his eyes and asked excitedly, "are you serious?"

"Of course. What am I cheating you about?" Mr. Jin continued to look at the boy and said with a smile.

The boy took out a wooden catapult from behind, then bent down to pick up two pieces of broken stones from the ground and hit the top of the tree. Just hear the sound of "Shu", the sparrow that was jumping on the branch flew and fell.

But the boy was still in no hurry. Instead, he pulled the catapult full and aimed at the flying sparrow. With a flash, the sparrow in the sky also fell down.

The young man raised his proud little face and looked at Mr. Jin as if to say: words count!

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