Shock!Crazy criticism that the regent’s first wife is actually me

Chapter 528 Want to live?Or wait to die?
According to the itinerary, the old man should have arrived in Yandu by this time, but why has there been no movement until today? Could it be that something happened to the old man along the way?
Or is it that the person has already arrived, but he just didn't come to her as promised?

"Waiter, please have a bowl of noodles." An old man was sitting in a shop on the street. "I want a big bowl, I'm going to starve to death!"

The waiter immediately responded loudly, "Okay, sir, please wait a moment and will be here soon."

A big bowl of noodles, steaming hot.

The old man has a white beard and white hair, and his body looks a little ragged, but he seems to be in good spirits, but he seems... hungry?The moment I saw the big bowl of noodles being served, I immediately ate it to my heart's content.

The waiter on the side was stunned and said, "Sir, please slow down and eat slowly. Don't be in a hurry."

"You know what the heck, I'm starving to death, if you don't eat quickly, will it be your fault if I starve to death?" The old man groaned, "What a lousy place, it made me go to the wrong place, it's really a waste of time."

As he said this, the old man ate with gusto.

When I'm hungry, everything I eat really tastes good.

"If you are really hungry, can I give you some more?" The shopkeeper came forward and looked at the old man who didn't look like a beggar. It was a bit pitiful to eat like this. "Slow down."

The old man chewed the noodles in his mouth and looked at the person in front of him thoughtfully, "Have you been coughing all the time recently?"

Shopkeeper: "..."

"Still having some retching when you wake up in the morning?" the old man continued.

The shopkeeper lowered his head and looked at himself, and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, "You...who are you?"

"Don't worry about whether I'm right or not, I'm just asking you, am I right?" the old man asked with a smile.

The shopkeeper immediately sat down and said, "Master!"

"Put your tongue out and let me take a look." The old man took another mouthful of noodles.

The shopkeeper quickly complied.

Seeing this, the old man laughed and said, "It's not a big problem. Eat less meat and more vegetarian dishes on weekdays, and clear your unclean stomach. Do you have paper and pen?"

"Yes!" The shopkeeper hurriedly went to get it.

Soon, it was laid out on the old man's desk, "Master, are you going to..."

"I'll write you a simple recipe. You can follow it every day. It's not difficult." The old man started quickly and wrote out a recipe. "It's not a prescription, it's a vegetable recipe. Is it the medicine that contains the poison, or the daily routine?" Pay attention.”

The shopkeeper took it. I really didn't expect that I was lucky enough to meet an expert today?
"Thank you very much!" The shopkeeper thanked you profusely. "I'll treat you to this today."

The old man took two sips of the soup and said, "That's not necessary. I haven't reached the point where I can't afford to eat. I still have this little money. I just raised my hand because you are kind-hearted. It's not a big deal."

It's a piece of paper.

After eating the noodles, the old man burped happily, looked thoughtfully at the people coming and going on the street, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

This Yandu is still the same as before, nothing has changed, it is still extremely prosperous.

However, things are different and people are different.

They look the same, but they are actually different...

Putting down his meal money, the old man stood up slowly.

By the time the shopkeeper came to his senses, he had already disappeared into the crowd and was no longer visible.

"It goes really fast." The shopkeeper murmured to himself.

Looking at the energetic appearance of this old man, especially his shrewd eyes, I guess he is not an ordinary person, but really a hidden master, right?

I just don’t know if there will be a chance to meet again in the future.
The old man walked around the street, sniffing here and there, as if he was looking for something, which made passers-by look at him with disgust, thinking that he was a little crazy, or just a simple lunatic.

The old man didn't care at all about this, gathered up his ragged clothes, and continued walking forward.

However, the next moment, he suddenly stopped.

A man walked past me, looking like...

The old man took a deep breath and followed him slowly.This man was wearing a bamboo hat, and the edge of the bamboo hat was pushed down, almost covering half of his face. Only his thin lips were exposed, so his face could not be seen clearly. However, he was holding a sword in his right hand, and he should be a martial arts practitioner.

Holding a sword in your right hand?

left handed.

The old man followed him leisurely, walked from outside the alley into the alley, and then...

"Your Excellency, you have been following me for a long time." The man's voice was low and hoarse.

The old man pointed to his hand, "Left-handed?"

"So what?"

This voice is not the original left-handed sword, so who is it?

"You have a strange smell." The old man seemed a little itchy, scratched his neck, and then shrank back, as if there were fleas jumping on him, and even he jumped a little.

The sword in his left hand was startled, "What's that weird smell? Where did you, crazy old man, come from? What are you talking nonsense about?"

"Nonsense?" The old man looked disgusted, "Young man is so unreasonable, so disrespectful, I don't like it, I don't like it!"

Hearing his ridiculous words, Zuo Jian thought that he might have met a madman, so he also lowered his guard. Not wanting to argue with him anymore, he turned around and walked outside.

Unexpectedly, the people behind him still followed.

"You still want to follow me?" Zuo Jian said with a displeased face, "I'm warning you, stay away from me, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The old man was not afraid at all, "There is such a road here, how can you be sure that I am following you instead of you deliberately walking in front to lead me?"

"You!" Zuo Jian was shocked by his absurd reasoning.

Don’t worry, there is indeed some truth in this statement.

There is only one way to go in and out, and it is the same for everyone who takes this way, so it really doesn't matter who is following the other.

"Then you go first!" The left-hand sword immediately stood aside.

Hearing this, the old man chuckled, "If you ask me to go first, I have to go first. You are not my father, why should I listen to you? Young people, you must know how to respect your elders. Don't be so aimless. Otherwise, if something bad happens one day, you will really be in bad luck!"

"What do you want?" Zuo Jian gritted his teeth, "Don't force me to kill you."

As soon as he heard this, the old man stopped and immediately sat on the ground.

Left-hand sword: "??"

"Come on, come on, kill me!" The old man touched his neck, "Come here, fast and hard, hurry up, I'm waiting for the Lord of Hell to come and take me!"

Left-hand sword: "..."

There is a market outside. Wouldn't killing someone here expose oneself?
Only a fool would be so stupid.

However, seeing this old man looking so arrogant was really unbearable.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Zuo Jian turned around and left.

The old man slowly got up from the ground, "The rotten bones are in his body, the corpse poison is spreading, and his whole body hurts!"

His footsteps paused, and his body with the sword in his left hand stiffened in shock.

The next moment, he turned to stare at him in disbelief, "W-what did you say?"

"Doesn't it hurt?" The old man scratched his forehead, "Did I smell it wrong?"

Zuo Jian's expression had completely changed, "W-who are you?"

"Want to live? Or wait to die?" the old man asked with a playful smile.

He clenched the sword in his left hand tightly, with veins bulging on the back of his hand...

(End of this chapter)