The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 265 Reappearance
Shen Xunning's actions were extremely humorous. If it were in the past, Lao Qifeng would definitely laugh out loud. But now, even if it was the funniest joke in the world, it would probably be difficult for him to laugh.

Because the celestial being hiding outside was from his Beggars' Gang.

For a moment, everything was silent.

After a while, footsteps were heard coming up the stairs from outside the door.

Lao Qifeng's expression became more serious again.

Because after he used his ears, he heard the sound of dripping sticky water hidden beneath the sound of footsteps.

blood.

Li Miao casually pointed his finger through the door panel and directly injured the Beggar Gang's celestial being across the entire street.

This level of martial arts is far superior to the one he displayed in Miao territory that day.

squeak-

The door was pushed open and a person walked in slowly.

What followed was a strong smell of earth and a faint smell of blood.

Li Miao looked up.

The man was about sixty or seventy years old, with messy gray hair and wrinkles all over his face. He had a red nose, squinty eyes, a toad mouth, and protruding ears. He wore a patched long gown with mud on the hem and a pair of old straw sandals on his feet.

There was a long and narrow wound on his left hand from the base of his thumb to his forearm, and blood was dripping from it.

Li Miao raised his eyebrows.

There is a lot to say about this man just by looking at his appearance.

First, this person is actually a "dirty clothes guy".

As mentioned earlier, the Beggars' Gang is divided into two factions: the Dirty Clothes Faction and the Clean Clothes Faction. The lower the status, the higher the proportion of the Dirty Clothes Faction; when it comes to the higher-ups in the Beggars' Gang, they are almost all the Clean Clothes Faction.

This person has reached the heavenly realm, and no one in the Beggars' Sect can suppress him, but he still behaves like this. Either he really likes begging, or he is a "fundamentalist" who truly believes in the Beggars' Sect motto of "Beggars are one family."

Second, his life span is almost over.

People at the celestial level all have some characteristics of being indestructible. A person like this who looks so old is already in a very dangerous state.

Third, he is showing weakness.

At the level of celestial beings, fighting is extremely brutal, and almost all celestial beings will deliberately collect healing techniques to practice. Of course, unless they have cultivated to the level of Jie Zi, most celestial beings cannot cultivate to the point where they can heal while fighting, and can only heal themselves afterwards.

But it’s not as bad as this guy, who couldn’t even stop bleeding.

He came to see Li Miao bleeding, which meant he was showing weakness.

This person walked in, looked straight at Li Miao, pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something nice, but because of his temperament he couldn't say it, so he could only wink at Lao Qifeng.

Lao Qifeng understood and quickly bowed to Li Miao.

"Master Li, this elder of the Beggars' Sect has no ill intentions, but I dare not offend your majesty. Let me see what you mean before making any plans."

"Please forgive me!"

Li Miao smiled, raised his left hand to help Lao Qifeng up, and pointed at the old man with his right hand.

"What kind of attitude is this?"

"If you want to be tough, you should heal your wounds first, then come over and hit me. If you want to be soft, you don't even tell me your name, but just stand there with your neck stiff, and ask the gang leader to speak well of you."

"Why, do you want me to stand up and ask you to take a seat?"

The old man opened his mouth, his face flushed, he walked forward and sat down, then he uttered a few words in a muffled voice.

"Beggars' Sect, Hongchou, nice to meet you, sir."

Then he just sat there silently, neither speaking nor healing his wound, letting the blood on his right hand continue to flow down.

Li Miao was even amused by him.

"Boss Lao, where did you dig out this old treasure from?"

"Isn't it difficult to serve?"

Seeing that Li Miao had no intention of making trouble, Lao Qifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"This is my master. He is old and has a temperament... a little rigid and stubborn. He doesn't know how to adapt. This is by no means disrespectful to you."

"Oh~"

Li Miao looked at Hong Chou, who was sitting there without saying anything, and nodded.

understood.

The beggar's version of the "old-fashioned" and "male" Mei Qinghe.

It's no wonder he made such an awkward gesture.

However, now that this person is sitting in front of me, it is time to be frank with him.

Li Miao turned to look at Lao Qifeng. "Master Lao, does your Beggars' Sect have a celestial inheritance?"

Lao Qifeng sighed.

"Sir, if there was, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed in Miaojiang that day. And I wouldn't have waited until today to come and see you, sir."

Li Miao raised his eyebrows.

"How to say?"

Lao Qifeng looked at Hong Chou opposite him.

"The inheritance of the gods of our Beggars' Sect was taken away by my great master. He suddenly came back a few days ago and asked me to bring him to see you."

"I have no intention of deceiving you, sir, and there is absolutely no falsehood in what I said."

Li Miao turned and looked at Hong Chou.

"Old man, is this how you act as a master? Look at what you've done to Gang Leader Lao?"

Hong Chou on the opposite side pursed his lips and blushed.

After a while, he suddenly spoke as if he was deflated.

"Your Excellency is right. It is I who am wrong."

"But I took away the Celestial Being inheritance that day to avoid bringing disaster to the Beggars' Sect. I came back today not to live in disgrace."

"After all, I don't have much time left to live."

After saying that, he raised his hand and opened his collar.

A huge scar as wide as a palm was revealed, running across his chest and abdomen.

Li Miao frowned.

"Your wound has Qi and blood congested, and the Qi is stagnant. The flesh that has grown is still pink. You've been injured for less than a month."

"No wonder you look so old, it's because of this injury that you're almost dead, right?"

Hong Chou pulled up his shirt and nodded slowly.

"Who hurt you?"

"do not know."

"Where was the wound?"

"Taizhou, Zhejiang."

"When was it injured?"

"Twenty-seven days ago."

"What state is the other party in?"

"I can't see clearly, but he's at least better than me."

"What's the opponent's move?"

"I don't recognize it."

Li Miao frowned.

"Your Beggars' Sect has been passed down for a long time, and you should have had dealings with almost all the major sects in the martial arts world. But you can't even see the other party's background?"

Hong Chou shook his head.

"I can't tell. They are completely different from all the sects I've come across in my memory. There's not even a trace of similarity. I can't even find any with the same origin."

"But, during the fight, I tore the front of his collar and something fell out."

Hong Chou reached into his arms, took out something, and with a burst of his true energy, sent it in front of Li Miao.

Li Miao glanced at him and sneered.

"I see."

"I thought that apart from the Five Mountains Sword Sect that have already surrendered to my Jinyiwei, no one in the martial arts world mentioned this matter. How come you are the only one who sent someone to deliver this item?"

"So you were waiting for me here."

Shen Xunning leaned over to look.

In front of Li Miao was an invitation.

It is made of pressed gold of extremely fine quality, with dyed silk lines around the edges and dotted with tiny pieces of jade, making it sparkle.

In the center of the unfolded invitation, a sentence was written.

"On August 15th, let's celebrate together."

(End of this chapter)