Hu Ling'er never expected that Jian Xinan would bring her here.

Looking at the dilapidated temple not far away, Hu Ling'er was shocked.

This is the beggar's nest she had rescued, and there were a lot of old and young people living there.

Actually, I am ashamed that there are so many things recently that she almost forgot about this place, but she didn't expect Jian Xinan to remember it, and she knew that she had just mentioned it to him.

"Do you want to give them this money?" This man always gives her so many unexpected surprises.

"Yes, isn't this what you like to do?" Jian Xinan nodded with a smile, then raised her hand, and a veil appeared in her hand and handed it to her, "Snow Fox, please."

This person is really thoughtful.

Hu Ling'er took the veil and put it on. When she turned her eyes, she saw a black mask on Jian Xinan's face.

His expression paused slightly. Isn’t this mask stolen by the Holy One?

he……

"Are you a holy thief?" Hu Ling'er exclaimed with disbelief, her eyes widening.

When they were changing clothes before, both of them changed into black clothes. Now that he put on a mask, he had to shock Hu Ling'er because even his figure was similar to the holy doctor she met last time.

However, Jian Xinan shook her head, "A holy doctor is enough for me. It's better not to have this holy steal."

This is like a saint stealing.

Hu Ling'er rolled her eyes speechlessly, but she was sure that Jian Xinan was not a saint. After all, when she met the saint, Jian Xinan had not yet arrived from Tianyin Kingdom.

And there is no need for him to hide this identity from him.

"I didn't expect you, a fake guy, to be really good." Hu Ling'er patted Jian Xinan's shoulder with satisfaction, and then walked in first.

In the dilapidated temple, the old and the young are taking a nap after lunch. After the nap, they are going out to beg.

As beggars, their alertness was already very high. When they heard footsteps at the door, several people turned to look over.

After seeing Hu Ling'er, everyone was slightly stunned. After a moment, a little boy's voice sounded: "Sister, it's my sister who is here to see us!"

Hu Ling'er looked at the sound, but saw the little boy who led her here last time jumping up from the ground and running towards her.

This child has a very strong recognition ability. This time she was wearing men's clothing and a veil, but he actually recognized her again.

However, when he was at the entrance of Guanyue Tower last time, he could recognize her in a dress of princess service, and this time it was not surprising.

"Benefactor, he is really a benefactor." When the people inside heard this, those who were asleep and not asleep all knelt up one after another, and actually kowtowed to Hu Ling'er.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Hu Ling'er was anxious when she saw this, and hurried forward to let everyone get up: "Get up quickly, get up."

But everyone was still kneeling on the ground, and one of the white-haired old ladies said, "My benefactor, it's all your fault. We can only save our lives. Let's thank you."

"Yes, if it weren't for you, my child would have starved to death. You must have suffered this prayer."

"benefactor……"

Hu Ling'er was a little at a loss when he saw so many old men with bright hair kneeling in front of her, how could she bear it?

In fact, after helping them clean that day, she never came again. She just asked Min Mo to hire a doctor several times and sent him money several times, but they didn't expect that they would remember it deeply in their hearts.

"Why don't you just say you have accepted their gratitude?" Just when she didn't know what to do, Jian Xinan's voice came to her ears.

When Hu Ling'er heard this, she hurriedly said, "Okay, I've received your wishes, get up."

Everyone was about to get up, but when they looked up, they saw Jian Xinan beside Hu Ling'er. Looking at his outfit, they suddenly became excited again: "Saint Steal, is it the Holy Steal?"

"God, it turns out that the Holy Steal and his benefactor are together, thank you very much!"

"Sir, please accept our worship, Lord Saint."

Seeing everyone kneeling down and bowing again, Hu Ling'er saw Jian Xinan's lips twitching slightly, and then she was gloating towards him and said, "It feels like a good person?"

Sighing his lips, Jian Xinan said in a voice that only two people could hear, "It's a bit awkward, the most important thing is that he feels guilty."

Yes, he is a fake, and it is naturally awkward to take away the credit of the other person's saint.

In desperation, Jian Xinan could only say, "Okay, everyone, get up quickly."

Jian Xinan said, pulling up the little boy closest to them, then took out the silver they had already put together from his sleeve, and said kindly: "This is what Sister Snow Fox gave to you. It's cold.

, add some clothes for everyone.”

"Sister Snow Fox?" The little boy blinked, then looked at Hu Ling'er and said excitedly: "Sister, so your name is Snow Fox?"

Hu Ling'er looked at Jian Xinan. Does this person have to discuss with her now? He actually gave her a name.

However, this is indeed a good way to spread the reputation of the snow fox. After all, these beggars have first-class skills in collecting intelligence and spreading information.

Thinking of this, Hu Ling'er touched the little boy's head without any disdain and said, "Yes, my name is Xue Fox, you can also call me Sister Fox."

Linghu is her code name in modern times, a long-lost name.

"Sister Hu'er, Sister Hu'er!" When the children present heard this, they all cheered.

Hu Ling'er smiled and looked at everyone, but her slightly gaze finally stopped in a corner. Then she narrowed her eyes and said in confusion: "What's wrong with him? Are you sick?"

In the corner of the dilapidated temple, a man was curled up there, his messy hair covered his face, and his clothes were torn. I don’t know if it was because of the cold or sickness, but he was trembling.

Although I can't see my face clearly, from that figure, I'm obviously a man.

At this time, an older woman spoke, "I don't know where this man came from. He suddenly broke in last night and hid there. We went to talk to him, but he ignored him.

He didn't eat anything, and it seemed that he was injured. Maybe he was a fool or a mute, and he was beaten seriously injured, hey..."

This is a beggar's nest. Occasionally, other beggars come in, and no one cares about it. Moreover, the people here are all old, weak, women and children, and everyone is sympathetic, so naturally they will not exclusion or bully others. Some are willing to join them.

They will accept it, too.

Listening to his injury, Hu Ling'er looked at Jian Xinan, who immediately understood and smiled helplessly, and then walked towards the man.

He said, after following Hu Ling'er, his holy doctor is not sacred at all. As long as she looks at her, she will have to go to see someone obediently.

Although he used to treat patients as he wanted, regardless of the high or low, he did not mean that he looked down on beggars, but he was inevitably a little frustrated.

Walking to the man, Jian Xinan slowly squatted down and said, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Let me see."

Jian Xinan's voice has always been gentle and slow. At this time, she was afraid of scaring him, and she was even more gentle.

But even so, the man shrank back vigilantly, not even dared to raise his head.

Hu Ling'er wrinkled, walked over and whispered: "Don't be afraid, we have no malice, we just want to see your injuries."

"Yes, Sister Hu'er and Sheng Chuo are both good people. We are all saved by them, don't be afraid."

"That's right, you've been here for a day and a night. If you continue like this, you'll die."

Everyone in the temple also came to persuade him.

After hearing the word "death", the man's body became slightly stiff. After a while, he finally raised his head.

His whole face was dark and he could not see his original appearance at all, but judging from the blood at the corner of his mouth, he was indeed seriously injured.

His torn clothes seemed to not belong to him at all. They were thin and small, and they were barely wrapped around him, making them even thinner on this early winter day.

He looked at Jian Xinan squatting in front of him in a daze, then looked up at Hu Ling'er, keeping his vigilance.

He moved his lips. He might have wanted to speak, but before he could even say a word, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah!" Everyone screamed in shock.

Jian Xinan grabbed his wrist, so fast that he had no time to reflect.

His hands were as cold as a piece of ice. Jian Xinan frowned slightly, and then put his fingers on his pulse.

But the next moment, Jian Xinan's eyes condensed, and her face under the mask instantly sank.

The man might have felt something, and he wanted to pull it back with his hand, but Jian Xinan grabbed it tightly and had no room for resistance.

"How is it?" Hu Ling'er stood behind Jian Xinan, unable to see his expression, nor did she know what he was thinking, and said a little worriedly.

But Jian Xinan did not answer him. His subordinates paused, and then suddenly pulled open the man's clothes on his chest.

"God, why are you so hurt?!"

After seeing the injuries on his body, everyone exclaimed again, and even Hu Ling'er was so shocked that she covered her mouth.

I saw a very obvious palm print on his chest, but the more serious one was not this palm print, but a strip wound extending from his shoulders to his waist. The flesh turned outward, and the red and purple blood was constantly seeping out.

out.

If Hu Ling'er was not mistaken, it should be a whip mark, and it is definitely not an ordinary whip mark.

Whip marks?

With his eyes narrowed, Hu Ling'er seemed to have thought of something.

"Get out! Get out!" At this moment, the man suddenly started to get angry, shouting, while gathering his clothes and retracting back into the corner, looking like he was not close to someone.

Jian Xinan stood up silently, then turned to look at Hu Ling'er, but saw alertness and surprise in her eyes.

Already understood in his heart, he pulled Hu Ling'er's hand and said, "You come out with me."

Hu Ling'er didn't say anything, looked at the person in the corner and walked out with Jian Xinan.

Seeing this man being so ungrateful, everyone blamed him: "You are really ignorant of the good people. Master Shengzuo kindly saved you, but you asked him to get out!"
To be continued...