The World of Mei
he capital of
st developed cities
made huge lucre every day to
with the most beggars
nd ragged clothes could be see
Some of them were in a good mood and dropped a couple of coppers,
an in his 60s or 70s and an eleven-or-twelve-year-
an old beggar and
e gray, held a roast chicken in his left hand and a wine pot in his
amed bread in both hands and nibbled as if she was reluctant to eat it
et, laying a chipped dusty bowl in
em. A few dry and yellow leaves that remained hanging on the tree were stay
st the old guy looks of disdain, an
ning roast chicken and swallowing wine. The wine, mixed with the grease of roast chicken an
ck eyes, she nibbled on the cold steam bread careful
ine pot to take a mouthful of wine. He casually rubbed the left hand that was covered in roast chicken gre
n turned to the girl who had just finis
terday! Are you going to kill me? Go and stand in the corner for four hours! Watch your p
u, why are you still unsatisfied!" The little girl muttered to herself with tears in her eyes, but as soon as she saw the old begg
nd dozed against the back wall in t
ep, the little girl still did the posture he asked
her luck to slack, it would immedi
head. If the little girl made any mistakes about her posture, he would pick up a blac
to have a trace of carelessness, but could o
longe
onger sh
ger begged
ger took a
to do what the old b
es because she had been begging around with
mean he was, was her onl
ld man's orders. If she made any mistakes, e
hurt or angry. However, she always failed
me of these patterns as time went by. Each time she could dodge a little longer
and the patterns the old beggar use
she would successfully dodge all the hits an
pondering when an old Taoist pries
isk in his hand. He was white-haired and his long and gray be
beggar, who seemed to
unishing h
didn't answer the Taoist priest but
ly-treated look! Go and beg so
interested in begging and
ther beg alone than stay by
l paying no attention to the old Taoist priest. He leaned
e about this. He stood aside, lei
et. The old Taoist pri
y do you bother so much? It would be
lled his eyes at
ie young? You always said that she would die before she reache
gar asked anxiously, "Is it December 16th today? Dear me, to
, the old beggar sprang to his feet and ran a
t immediately unders
which made a unique scene that bewildered passers-by. They didn't know what happened and wondered if the o
d about it with
with anxiety, regardless of
r seemed to be very familiar with the girl's
believe in what the Taoist priest said. You will live past
Avenue, one of the busiest streets in Luoya City, they saw a c
over him. The old beggar speeded up a
elt a sharp pain in his heart. Regardless of what had happened, he reached the little
nervous in decades, and said, "You have said my prediction was nonsense, but you do believe it. You love her
he heels of the old beggar. Runn
ss and headed north, neglecting onlookers' startled eyes. He leapt over the
ee the doctor Ye Bufan as fast as he could and perhaps
lofty and majestic mountain northward. On the steep mountai
r terminal lucidity, the little gir
t, she felt very friendly as a beggar, so she slowly opened her eyes with great effort. Her
as strange to her. From the time she could talk, the o
strange because she had never seen such expression on his face since she could reme
t that he ch
res ab
tended to call the old beggar, but she
n such a hurry that
hill with the little girl, he met Doctor Ye who had
old man. His eyes looked bright and
llow! She was badly injured!
k basket and other tools, took over the l
by Doctor Ye's quickly and meth
d that as long as the patient could breathe, he could save
he old Taoist pr
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