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503. A clever messenger(1/2)

With the help of Mo'er and the mute servant, Du Buying Duan Sisi's body was temporarily buried on a hill near Yaozhuang.

Du Buying was sad, so he naturally made a mark, intending to move all the women who had accompanied him to Penghu Island one day when he went to the Penghu Island that Feng Niang found in seclusion.

After Duan Sisi's funeral was completed, Du Buwuwang was soaked in the water tank all night. Although his skills had not recovered much, his internal organs had almost healed. By the way, he began to say goodbye to Mo'er:

"Miss Mo'er, thank you for your care and help for me over the past few days. I have to leave. After all, I don't know what's wrong with my friends now, and I have to find the white jade lotus."

When Mo'er heard Du Buying's words of parting, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. She turned her back to Du Buying and replied:

"You go... Let's go, I never want to see you again. My grandfather is almost back. If he wants to see you here, I'm afraid you will die."

Du Buying bowed, thanked him again, turned around and left the Yaozhuang.

A few days later, Du Buying arrived in Nanchang Prefecture. At this time, he was already poor and had not eaten for a day.

The cassock on his body was naturally taken away by Bai Qingtian along with the white jade lotus, and Tai A Jian disappeared. What Du Buwang thought about at this time was that he would go to Nanchang Mansion first to meet someone he knew so that he could ask about the things that happened outside the Shangqing Palace after he was injured that day. After all, when Du Buwang passed by Shangqing Palace, the Shangqing Palace was now empty.

Due to heavy rain on the way and slipping several times when walking, Du Buwang's clothes were torn and covered in mud. After entering Nanchang City, he was naturally treated as a beggar by passers-by, and even pedestrians spit on Du Buwang's body.

Perhaps this is also the most embarrassing time in Du Buwang's life, but Du Buwang also has to hold on, because not only has to recover the white jade lotus that he lost from his hands, but also Ming Xi, Ling'er and his daughter Xiao Lingxiao are waiting for him.

After staying in the city for a while, Du Buwang was hungry and hungry, and his legs became a little numb, so he found a place on the side of the road to sit down and rest.

At some point, a little girl came over and threw a steamed bun in her hand tightly in front of Du Buwang.

The woman next to the little girl was her mother. When she saw the little girl like this, she asked angrily:

"Our family can't afford to eat. You want to eat steamed buns. My mother bought you for food. Why did you eat a bite and throw it to the dirty and smelly beggar?"

The little girl explained:

"Mom, look at that beggar uncle is so pitiful. He should have not eaten for several days, otherwise he would starve to death."

The woman slapped the little girl directly, and the little girl started to cry:

"That beggar is pitiful. Are we not pitiful? If you do this in the future, don't think that my mother will take you out again!"

Du Buwang quickly picked up his head and handed it to the woman:

"I'll give you the steamed buns back, don't blame your little girl!"

The woman ignored the beggar Du Buwang and quickly pulled her daughter and ran away.

Du Buwang sighed:

"Oh...it seems that this world is still a simple person!"

After saying that, he was about to take the dirty steamed buns to his mouth and eat them. Unexpectedly, two beggars suddenly rushed over from the side. After snatching the steamed buns in Du Buwang's hand, one of them ate half of them and started eating them.

After the two beggars finished eating the steamed buns in their hands, they kicked Du Buwang hard one by one. One of them had a scar on his face and said viciously to Du Buwang:

"Where did you come from beggars? Don't you know that Nanchang City is the territory of our Qingyi Gang?"

Du Buwang had to say helplessly:

"I don't know what Qingyi Gang or Lanyi Gang are. I just passed by here and I have no money left. You don't need to bully me like this, right?"

The scarred beggar gestured to another accomplice next to him. The two of them held one hand and dragged Du Buwang up, saying as they walked:

"Okay, do you still dare to argue with us, right? I will take you to see our leader now, and you will wait to kneel down and beg for mercy later!"

Du Buwang was dragged like this by the two of them and pushed it to the outside of a very dilapidated courtyard in the city.

After a while, a beggar opened the gate of the courtyard and welcomed the three of them in.

After entering a main room in the yard, Du Buwang, who was lying on the ground and bleeding from his knees, was instantly surrounded by more than a dozen beggars.

Du Buwang looked at the beggars surrounding him. They almost all looked strange in shape, either with croakers on their foreheads, bald, blind, and few ears. Just the two of them dragged themselves here just now were quite normal.

After a while, a voice came from behind the beggars:

"Xiaoqi, Xiaoba, what are you doing when you come back?"

It turned out that the one with scars on his face was called Xiaoqi, and the other one with him was called Xiaoba.

I just heard Xiao Ba reply:

"Gangmaster, this kid not only snatches business on our territory, but also looks down on others. That's why Lao Qi and I brought him back and let you treat it well by the gangmaster."

The voice of the leader came again:

"I didn't expect that there was such a brave person. Even our Qingyi Gang didn't care about his attention. He dragged him over and showed me what he looked like. This gang leader would be able to clean up him."

So everyone dragged Du Buwang forward for a while, dragged him to the feet of a man who was sitting crossing his legs, with moles on his face, messy clothes, and about 40 years old.

The man gently slid Du Buwang's head with his feet, straightened Du Buwang's face, glanced at it, and said:

"This kid looks pretty good. He didn't look like a beggar before, so he should have something to do at home!"

Xiaoqi, who had a scar on his face next to him, immediately kicked Du Buwang on the ground again and said:

"Gangmaster, you are too arrogant to this kid. I think even if he has something at home, he will have been defeated by him long ago."

Seeing Xiaoqi stretching out his legs and continuing to lift Du Buying, the gang leader with a mole on his face immediately made a gesture to stop Xiaoqi.

I only heard the leaders complaining to Xiaoqi:

"Didn't I tell you the rules of this gang? When I'm in trouble, don't you disturb me? Have you forgotten the rules of our Qingyi gang?"

Xiaoqi immediately lowered his head and apologized:

"I'm wrong, boss!"

The leader looked at Xiao Qi with some displeasure:

"Since I know I'm wrong, I won't go out and continue to find food. Today, I, the leader of the gang, are hungry now, don't you know?"

At this time, everyone left the house in shame, leaving only the leader and Du Buwang lying on the ground.

The gang leader came over and looked around Du Buwang, but didn't look for anything. He kicked Du Buwang hard:

"You poor guy, I thought there would be something on you? It turns out that you have nothing, even poorer than me."

Du Buwang, who endured the pain of being kicked several times by several people, raised his head, looked at the leader, and said with a wry smile:

"Since everyone is a beggar, how can I be stronger than you? If I have valuable things on me, I would not end like this."

The gang leader suddenly burst into laughter:

"Haha...haha, you are finally willing to speak, OK, then I'll ask you, what's your name? Where did you come from?"

Du Buwang naturally thought in his heart that there is nothing he can do if the tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by a dog. Since it asks, I will answer and reply:

"My name is Feng Shihui, I am from Huguang'an 6, no... it's Chengtian Mansion now."

When the gang leader heard this, he was excited and immediately asked:

"What did you say just now? You are from Huguang'an 6?"

Du Buwuwang nodded:

"Yes, what's wrong with the leader?"

The leader suddenly came over and helped Du Buwang up, then gave his stool to Du Buwang and sat down, saying:

"Brother Feng, I'm sorry. Actually, I was born in Huguang An 6 and I was later left here. Since we are all from the same place, it's fate to meet you. Please forgive me if you offend me just now!"

Du Buwang was stunned when he saw the attitude of these leaders suddenly taking a 180-degree turn.

The leader immediately said:

"Since we are all fellow villagers, brother Feng, can you do me a favor?"

Du Buwangyi was really curious:

"Master, what do you need me to help? Look at how hard I walk now, what else can I help you?"

The gang leader took out a letter that was almost yellow from his arms, put it in front of Du Buwang, and said:

"Since you are from An 6, you must be familiar with the road. I want you to help me send this letter back to my parents. I have been looking for someone to deliver the letter for ten years, but no one knows where the address of my letter is. Today I finally met you, a fellow countryman!"

Du Buwang looked at the yellow envelope, which had only four big characters on it, "Hanshui Zhoufu" and couldn't help but ask:

"I don't seem to have heard of this Hanshui Zhou Mansion, either?"

The gang leader supported Du Buying and said this, and immediately excitedly stuffed the letter into Du Buying's hands:

"Since you know literacy... Since you know this word, you are An 6 people again. Then you will definitely find where the Hanshui Zhou Mansion in An 6 Prefectures in Huguang is, and you will definitely find it!"

Du Buwang said helplessly at this time:

"Is this letter that important? You see, I'm so hungry that I'm almost out of strength, so why are you still moving back to An 6?"

The leader said:

"Close your eyes for me now!"

After Du Buwang closed his eyes for a while, the gang leader held a steamed bun full of dirty mud that had been placed in Du Buwang's hand for about two days:

"You'll have strength after you eat it."

Du Buwang couldn't care about so much at this time. He took the almost hard steamed bun and started eating it in big mouthfuls. He swallowed the steamed bun in a few moments.

The gang leader brought a bowl of water with a broken bowl for Du Buwang to drink. After a while, Du Buwang finally recovered some of his strength and barely stood up.
To be continued...
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