Chapter 469: Blessings and Disasters Come Naturally, Gourds Flow Into Rivers

Although the stronghold here has been destroyed, the beggar gang is still rampant in Dayu Country. It is also a period of turmoil and it is almost impossible to control it.

But all in all, Qingrao City should be at peace for a while. Li Changxiao was about to go down the mountain when he suddenly heard smoke, and when his spiritual consciousness swept across it, he realized that there was a raging fire at the foot of the mountain.

It turned out that someone set fire to the mountain, and the fire spread upwards. The raging fire approached step by step, like a tiger climbing the mountain, which made people extremely frightened.

Li Changxiao's godlike body was not afraid of fire and black smoke. He walked along the mountain road and plunged into the fire. No matter how fierce the fire was, it could not stop him in the slightest.

It's just that Liu Qier doesn't have such ability. He imitated Li Changxiao and walked slowly towards the fire, but was hit by the high temperature. His face was burned, his skin peeled, his hair became yellow and twisted, and most of it was burned away.

In shock, he stepped back repeatedly, "Master, Master! I'm still here! Just wait for me. Don't you want your disciple anymore?"

He shouted eagerly, but could not get a response, and finally cursed: "I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you! I've led you all the way, this is how you fucking repay me, right?"

He jumped to his feet and cursed, completely forgetting. Why didn't he bring this result on himself?

This gap is so huge. I am so famous. I thought I could ride the wind, but I was trapped in the fire with nowhere to escape.

What made him even more angry was Bai Yi's indifference. He thought the indifference along the way was a test, but he didn't realize it was true indifference until this moment.

Indifference without any emotion. It was only at this moment that he cruelly realized that the idea of ​​apprenticeship and apprenticeship was nothing but an illusion.

"Fuck your mother, fuck your mother. I'm afraid I'll surpass you, so you'll kill me with fire, right? Kill me with fire, right?" Liu Qier shouted in the fire. That resentment burned thicker and stronger than fire.

It’s just that he didn’t know that for all his cleverness, slander, and mischievous nature, if he had been someone else, he would have been killed by his sword for being noisy. It's normal to die ten times.

Li Changxiao saw that although he had a bad personality, was ignorant of grudges, and was selfish, he did not touch anyone's life after all, so he had no intention of killing.

Other than that, it has nothing to do with him, so he allowed the fire to burn. Even though he could cover the fire with just one hand, he chose to leave alone.

There is nothing to owe.

Moreover, it is not that there is no way to survive. The secret passage in the hall on the top of the mountain is especially feasible. Whether Liu Qier lives or dies depends entirely on himself.

It's just that he, who makes a living by begging, seems to be able to only beg, beg for wealth, beg for food, beg for a way out, beg for help. Completely forget that others don’t have to give it.

If he gave it, he thought it was what he deserved, and God owed it to him. If the other party didn't give, he would curse.

In the final analysis, his hatred for Li Changxiao was the same, but this time, he was more greedy and arrogant. What he wanted was not money or food, but the opportunity to seek immortality, so he was more ruthless and angry.

The fire has reached the top of the mountain.

Liu Qier roared in the fire and asked Bai Yi why he didn't accept him as his disciple.

Halfway up the mountain.

Li Changxiao suddenly stopped laughing, leaned over and groped around, and found a tael of silver on a corpse. He put it into the pouch on his waist and walked slowly down the mountain road.

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The burning of Beggar Mountain attracted many people to stop.

The wildfire was raging, with black smoke staining the white clouds. It was ten miles away and could be seen by looking up. Several miles away from the foot of the mountain, it was surrounded by passers-by, all of whom had come from Qingrao City to watch the excitement.

Someone in white clothes walked out of the fire, blended into the crowd, looked back, and then continued moving forward.

After returning to Qingrao City, the city was still lively. Restaurants and other places were all discussing the burning of Beggar Mountain. Setting fire to the mountain in Dayu Country was a serious crime and required beheading.

Moreover, the people are under the control of the emperor, and the mountains and rivers are under the control of the gods. Setting fire to the mountains will offend the gods first.

It had rained heavily just now, and now there was a fire. If it were not man-made, it would be unreasonable.

Li Changxiao took a rest and planned to go to various governments to ask for some money.

When they arrived at the Jia Mansion, the head of the Jia family wanted to kneel down and worship. The beautiful daughter of the Jia family was shy and looked forward to it. The lost and found heirs of the family clan had already told the people in the house what had happened.

Moreover, he exaggerated and added more fuel and jealousy to describe the white clothed man as if there was nothing in the sky or on the earth. His swordsmanship was like that of a god or an immortal. Killing people in white clothes was like drinking water and walking.

He admired him to the extreme and clamored to practice swordsmanship and drink alcohol.

Such a great kindness should be unforgettable, even if it is thousands of taels of gold and silver, it is difficult to repay it, but money will be overwhelming if there is too much.

What does Li Changxiao want to use those thousand taels for? After thinking about it, I only took three taels of silver. As for the rest, I let the Jia family use the money for good deeds.

The head of the Jia family slapped his head and listened to Li Changxiao's words. He wanted to build several temples, two Hemu temples, three Dongshenjun temples, several temples for the mountain gods, disciples...all.

Hearing this, it was Li Changxiao's turn to be stunned. Could it be that building a temple was a good deed? He told the head of the Jia family not to build a temple at all. The good deeds he meant were to be better for the people.

If you are poor, you can take care of yourself, but if you are rich, you can help the world. If the diligent and hard-working people have enough money, why not help them?

In this way, you are repaying your kindness.

After speaking, Li Changxiao left alone, leaving everyone in the Jia family alone to watch him for a long time.

"Alas..." The head of the Jia family sighed softly, saying that he was a cool and unrestrained immortal.

The daughter of the Jia family put her hand on her chest and held a handkerchief. She couldn't take her eyes away for a long time, wondering what she was thinking.

Perhaps in a girl's mind, such a person is the ideal partner in her heart. After briefly shining into reality, it drifted away again.

It is better not to see each other than to leave regrets.

Next, Li Changxiao visited the three families one by one, taking three taels of silver from each family, and the rest of the money was used for charity. The three families dared not disobey, both to repay the favor and to fear.

After doing all this, Li Changxiao packed up his clothes and stayed for a few more days before leaving.

The next place was Dayu City, the capital of Dayu.

The girl Xiaozhen wanted to be an emperor and hold power, but this was not easy. The king of a country might be a mortal, but the gods of mountains and rivers in the territory were not.

Even the mermaids would probably not dare to act rashly, and the king of a mortal country was tied to the lives of all the people and the fate of the country. If his life was lost, the fate of the country would be shaken, and there were many things involved.

If the mermaids were not afraid of being exposed, they would kill one or two kings and leave without any worries. But the mermaids sneaked into Fuyao, and they were very afraid of being exposed.

Even if they died, they dared not be exposed.

In this case...

Li Changxiao walked to the center of Qingrao City, by a wide river, with two gourds hanging from his left waist, both filled with wine. Some people said that he could drink a lot, and some people said that he was soaked in wine all day, and one gourd was not enough, and he needed two gourds. Today, he took one of them and drank all the wine inside, leaving only an empty gourd.

Then he stuffed a creed into the gourd, screwed the lid, and a hint of blue flashed in his eyes.

He threw the wine gourd with the creed into the rushing river, and it was swept to the bottom of the river without even a splash. The white-clothed man on the river bank watched for a long time, and then turned and left.

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