Lu Baoyou looked at the broken bowl and the few worn banknotes tightly held in her hand and fell silent.

He took out a twenty-yuan note from his pocket, stuffed it into the little beggar's hand, and said calmly: "I want to sleep here for three nights."

The little beggar was stunned.

She looked at the banknotes in her hand, then looked at Lu Baoyou who was still resting with his eyes closed. After hesitating for a long time, she stuffed the money into her arms and walked to the wall opposite Lu Baoyou and sat down.

"Oh... OK."

She put the broken bowl aside, piled the collected firewood and weeds together, and lit a bonfire with candles, which briefly dispelled the cold of the winter night.

Then she took out a stack of tattered blankets from the hole at the back and wrapped herself in it. In the cold wind, only her red face was exposed. Her eyes looked at Lu Baoyou opposite her curiously.

Lu Baoyou closed his eyes again.

"You're not a beggar, are you?" After a long time, the little beggar couldn't help asking.

"No." Lu Baoyou replied indifferently.

"I don't think so. Your clothes are clean... Did you run away from home?"

"no."

"Then you were abducted by human traffickers?"

"no."

"...Then why are you here?" The little beggar asked in confusion, "You have money, why don't you stay in a hotel?"

The little beggar was somewhat dissatisfied that his nest was occupied by someone else.

Lu Baoyou did not answer. He put his right hand in his pocket and silently rubbed the only ten-yuan note and two coins left on him. He felt a little helpless...

He didn't have much money to begin with, and he had spent almost all of it on the way to Shangjing, leaving only thirty-three yuan. He didn't need any money during this period of time in the training camp, but once he left the training camp for the holiday, these thirty-odd yuan would be of no use in Shangjing.

Borrow money from other recruits? Eat and drink with them?

Absolutely not.

Lu Baoyou had experienced hard times before, so this little difficulty was nothing to him. He could live in the bridge tunnel and use the remaining money to buy some steamed buns or noodles, and three days would pass in a short time. Moreover, this place was far away from the city and very quiet. He could also continue his training here and practice his swordsmanship at the same time.

He may have no place to live and may be exposed to cold wind, but he cannot miss a day of training.

Seeing that Lu Baoyou didn't say anything, the little beggar shrugged his shoulders, turned his gaze to the black box next to Lu Baoyou, and blinked curiously.

"What's in this box?"

Lu Baoyou still said nothing.

Seeing that he had no intention of paying any attention to him, the little beggar muttered something, curled up silently, leaned against the fire, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

The night is long.

Seeing the little beggar fall into a deep sleep, Lu Baoyou put his hands into his sleeves, stared at the campfire for a moment, and gradually fell asleep.

A little beggar, a one-eyed boy, just leaned against the fire and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took,

A strange cold wind blew past, instantly extinguishing the flickering fire in the bridge hole.

A strange and eerie sound of grinding teeth came from the darkness, as harsh as nails rubbing on a blackboard. Lu Baoyou suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the darkness beside the bridge hole, and grabbed the handle of the black box with one hand.

As if feeling the cold breath, the little beggar opened her sleepy eyes. She raised her head and saw the outline of a wild beast slowly emerging in the shadow beside the bridge.

It was a bloody wolfhound with seven eyes, its body almost taller than the little beggar. Its bloody hair fluttered in the wind, and a low whimpering sound came from its throat. Its seven eyes opened and closed alternately, which was chilling.

The little beggar cried out and tried to get up from the ground, but his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Hey! Go away!" The little beggar moved backwards and shouted to Lu Baoyou who was still leaning against the wall.

Lu Baoyou narrowed his eyes and did not answer. He just stood up from the ground with the black box in his hand. He pressed the handle with his fingertips and a straight knife popped out of the box.

Lu Baoyou held it firmly in his hand.

Holding a knife, the one-eyed boy stepped over the fire that was only left with embers and walked between the little beggar and the seven-eyed wolfdog. A red light ignited in his eyes.

"The mystery of a mere pond..."

Lu Baoyou muttered to himself and was about to take action when he suddenly remembered Lin Qiye's instructions when he left the training camp. His eyes fell on the terrified little beggar behind him.

"Hey." Lu Baoyou said calmly, "Close your eyes."

"ah?"

"Close your eyes."

"oh……"

Lu Baoyou's figure blocked the little beggar's view of the wolfhound. She slumped on the ground, turned her eyes away from Lu Baoyou, and closed her eyes obediently.

Seeing this, Lu Baoyou turned around, raised his knife and walked towards the seven-eyed wolfdog with a sneer on his face.

"A good training opponent..."

…

On top of a tall building.

Chen Han looked at the city below, where shadows were expanding silently.

After hesitating for a moment, he was about to step out when Shao Pingge's voice rang out slowly, "Don't worry, those who are coming forward now are just small fry, and those young people can handle them.

The real big bosses are still hiding in the dark, and they are your targets."

Chen Han slowly retracted his right foot.

At this moment, a ray of night bloomed from the void behind the two of them, and a figure in a crimson cloak, carrying a black box, slowly walked towards them.

"Hmm?" Shao Pingge raised his eyebrows, looked back, saw the familiar face, and smiled, "You are here too?"

"I felt a bit bored after dinner, so I came out to join in the fun."

Lin Qiye smiled slightly, "Also, the identity of the new captain of the Shangjing City team... I am really curious."

His eyes fell on Chen Han, who was wearing a military coat, and he was slightly stunned.

When Chen Han saw Lin Qiye, he also froze in place.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Lin Qiye spoke in surprise:

"Chen Han?"

"It's me." Chen Han smiled helplessly, "A surprise?"

Lin Qiye looked at him carefully for a long time, nodded and said: "It is indeed a bit unexpected, and the aura on you..."

Ever since Lin Qiye saw Chen Han for the first time, he noticed that Chen Han's aura had undergone a drastic change. The aura he exuded reminded Lin Qiye of another person...

Or rather, another god.

"Li...Emperor Fengdu?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise, "You became his agent? What's going on?"

"Two years ago, when Anta County returned from the fog, I met Uncle Li." Chen Han's eyes were filled with memories. "At that time, I had a high fever and was on the verge of death. He used a force to repair my body and told me everything...

After that, I could feel something new inside me.”

“Later, I found out that it was Uncle Li’s divine ruins.”