The Xiao Yao Faction
Chapter 47 Six Disciple Pouches
Huang Xiao did not go far, after Zhao Xiner left, he returned.
After standing in front of the collapsed Taoist temple for several hours, until the eastern sky turned white, Huang Xiao sighed and left.
Half a month later, Huang Xiao came out from the mountains and forest, he believed that after these days, the Huaqing Sect had not found him, so he might be safe for now. Moreover, he had traveled across mountains and ridges lately and had almost left behind the influence of Huaqing Sect. This was beyond the influence of the Huaqing Sect, so it would be more difficult for them to find themselves. Moreover, Hua Qingzong considered himself to be the most godly martial artist in the world, even if he were to get caught, he would not be able to kill him openly.
Right now, Huang Xiao's hair was disheveled, his Taoist robe was already in tatters. He had spent over half a month in the mountains and forests without washing himself properly. Moreover, he had always been in danger from the Huaqing Sect, so he had no intention of doing that. .
Now, Huang Xiao was walking in the city like a beggar. Don't tell me he looks alike, you could say he's just a beggar. Huang Xiao now had no money and had not eaten for several days. In the past, I could occasionally catch some wild beasts in the mountains and forests, and perhaps satisfy my hunger with the wild fruits in the forest. But in this city there is no money, and no food at all.Of course there is another way, namely by begging.
Of course it was impossible for Huang Xiao to beg. Not to mention he was a scholar, and more importantly, he had internal strength now. He should be able to find some necessities in the city, at least to support himself first.
However, what Huang Xiao thought was too simple, and this job was not easy to find. Even if he had internal strength now, he could endure without eating for a day or two, but it had been a few days now, and Huang Xiao was also hungry and a little dizzy.
“Okay, I wasn't killed by a thief from Huaqing Sect, but I will starve to death alive." Huang Xiao found a corner and sat down. After taking a few breaths, his dizziness improved, but he was still empty in his stomach.
After sitting for a while, he suddenly noticed a noise in the street in front of him, before long, a large group of beggars ran towards him.
After a while, these dozens of beggars flew past Huang Xiao and headed to the other end of the road.
"Hey, brother, why are you still sitting? Run fast, otherwise you won't be able to get even steamed bread. "When Huang Xiao felt a little confused, a beggar suddenly stopped beside Huang Xiao, then pulled him over. Pull it up and say.
"I...I don't" Huang Xiao wanted to say that he wasn't a beggar, but before he finished speaking, he was pulled by the man and ran along.
The man pulled Huang Xiao up and ran over while saying: "What empty tooth are you talking about? If you can't eat something, aren't you stupid?"
Huang Xiao was a little surprised, not because he was thought to be a beggar, but because the beggar hand that held him was quite strong. He also felt that this man's skill was unexpected and he was definitely not his match. Although the clothes and face of the beggar were dirty, Huang Xiao could still tell that the beggar was the same age as himself.Of course he might be older, but even though he was older, he was older, he's not a few years older.
"Today is Princess Yunya's regular charity event. It's a good day for us. "When Huang Xiao came to a mansion, hundreds of beggars had gathered at the gate.
"really. Last month, I even got chicken thighs."
"Chicken legs are nothing. Last month, Princess Yunya personally gave me a nice pot of wine. Hehe, I don't know how many greedy people~~~"
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“Home Prince Jin!” Huang Xiao read after seeing the three huge golden characters inscribed on the door plaque.
It was only at that moment that Huang Xiao understood that this was the 'House of Prince Jin'. Prince Zhao Shuo of Jin was the younger brother of the current emperor. He was classified as the Prince of Jin and was highly valued by the Emperor. Huang Xiao had heard of this, but had never been here before. Come to think of it, isn't this 'Jincheng' the territory of King Jin?
“Daughter of Yunya, it seems like she is the daughter of Prince Jin,” Huang Xiao thought inwardly.
“I'm not a beggar!” Huang Xiao finally spoke up this time.
“Are you not a beggar?” The beggar glanced at Huang Xiao in surprise, then walked around Huang Xiao, then said, “Brother, you look like this, what would you be if you were not a beggar? . He said, no matter if it was true or not, this was a white collar job and a white collar job. By the way, let me tell you, maybe Princess Yunya will personally come out to do charity. Did you know that Princess Yunya is first class, no, she is peerless beauty, look at her, you will see that she is a blessing that you have cultivated for ten lives."
“Beauty matchless?” After hearing this, Huang Xiao could not help but think of the night in the Po Tao Temple. He could not help but press his hand on his chest. In his arms, it was a white silk scarf that he had carefully collected. It was Zhao Xiner's silk scarf, she kept it close to her body.
“The princess has noble status, but that does not mean she is beautiful right?” huang Xiao said with a smile.
"Look, you've definitely never seen the world. Let me tell you this. I, Hong, have been traveling the world for many years. I have traveled to many places and met many women, including countless beautiful women. But I can be with the princess. The people she could compare to were probably the most beautiful women in the 'Fragrance Spectrum'." Hong Yi said.
“Your name is Hong Yi?” Huang Xiao asked, “I Huang Xiao.”
Huang Xiao would naturally not use Tao Qingxiao's nickname now, Hua Qingzong knew of his Taoist nickname, so naturally he was unable to use it anymore now. Regarding what Hong Yi was talking about, "Qun Fang Pu", he also did not understand.
“Easy to say, if I Hong and his party don't change their names or surnames, Hong Yi, the disciple of the six bags of the Beggar Clan, will be next, will be next,” Hong Yi said as he pointed to the six bags.hanging on his body.
“Beggar disciple Gang Liubao?" Huang Xiao looked at Hong Yi in surprise. Of course he knew that ever since Huang Xiao had come to the Qingniu Sect, Qinghe had naturally spoken to Huang Xiao about some things in the world. For example, there was the largest gang in the world, the 'Beggar Gang', so Huang Xiao knew a little about it.
In the Beggar Clan, the leader was the most respected person, and the following was divided into one bag of up to nine bags according to martial arts and seniority from low to high.
Among them, there were eight elders of nine bags:
An elder who teaches martial arts: responsible for the martial arts of the disciples in the gang.
One law enforcement elder: Responsible for enforcing family law in gangs.
Gang leader: Responsible for the daily affairs of the gang.
One palm bowl leader: Responsible for helping palm stick leaders.
There were also four other elders who became guardians and were the personal bodyguards of the gang leader.
The eight-pocketed envoys, whose numbers are uncertain, travel around the country, supervising local leaders and relaying orders from gang leaders.
The helmsman of the seven bags, the altar master of the six bags, and the one under the six bags were ordinary disciples, of course his status depended on the number of bags.
Hong Yi in front of him was a disciple of Liubao at a young age, which meant that he was the leader of the local altar and had a high status among the Beggar Clan. What was more important was Hong Yi's age. The rules of the Beggar Clan were extremely strict. At Hong Yi's age, he had no qualifications at all. So the only possibility was that Hong Yi's martial arts were enough to convince everyone, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to rise to level 6. Bag, be the altar master in charge of one place.