Chapter 150 Murong Long

The little beggar got up and walked out, his steps were a little staggering, Jing Ran wanted to support him, but the little beggar coolly shook off Jing Ran's hand, and left without saying a word.

Jing Ran secretly scolded himself for being too cheap, why should Mao take care of him?Let him die in the street.Then, complaints are complaints, who made him meet himself?This may also be a kind of fate.

Jing Ran asked the little beggar: "How can I say that I have saved your life, what's your name?"

The little beggar said, "My name is Murong Long."

Jing Ran said, "Full surnames? I like double surnames the most. Nangong, Murong, and Sima are all very nice."

Murong Long didn't say a word, just walked straight ahead, bypassed the noisy market, walked from the main road to the small road, then left the city by the small road, and stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard on the outskirts of the city.

Jing Ran looked at the yard, which seemed to be an abandoned house that was abandoned by others. There were no other people around this abandoned house, and there were overgrown trees around it. It looked scary and desolate.

Murong Long walked into the yard and Jing Ran quickly followed him in, it turned out that the yard was already a den of beggars.

A middle-aged man stepped forward angrily, gently touched Murong Long's wound and asked, "Who hurt you? Tell me!"

Jing Ran saw that the few beggars who fought with Murong Long today were also in the yard. At this moment, they all looked at Murong Long in horror, fearing that he would confess to them.

But Murong Long just said calmly: "No one hurt me, I accidentally knocked on the rock."

The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe it, and asked: "Who is it? You don't need to cover up the wicked, as long as you tell me, I will help you teach him a lesson."

Murong Long still said expressionlessly: "It's fine if Master doesn't believe me. I did fall and hurt myself. This is the person who saved me at that time. He saw me fall with his own eyes."

Jing Ran was caught off guard by being pushed out to give false testimony, so he could only stammer and say, "Um...it seems to be true, he seems to have fallen down by himself."

The middle-aged man looked at Jing Ran who was dressed in men's clothing and asked, "May I ask why this brother is here?"

Murong Long said: "Ask for something in return, because he saved me, but I didn't give anything in return, so he followed me all the time."

Jing Ran wished he could pick up a stone and repair the wound on Murong Long's head. Why did he save such a dead boy?

Jing Ran took out the silver needle in the bag, showed it to the middle-aged man and said, "I am a doctor. Doctors have a benevolent heart and do good deeds to the end. Although I treated him briefly, I don't know Did he damage his brain? I was afraid that he would suddenly go into a coma and go into shock, so I followed him."

The middle-aged man arched his hands and said, "It turns out that he is my disciple's savior! Please take your seat quickly, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

The so-called upper seat is a tattered chair placed in the main hall. It looks extremely unstable and will fall to the ground at any time.Jing Ran looked at it and decided not to sit down.

The small courtyard is in a traditional square shape, with the entrance door to the south, the main hall to the north, and two rooms on the left and right, and the doors on the rooms have fallen off.

We can vaguely see that the floors of the two rooms are covered with straw and torn cotton wool, and several torn cotton quilts are randomly thrown in the corner, and the yard is full of various smells.

Except for this middle-aged man, the rest in the yard are all younger beggars. This place looks like an asylum or something.

The middle-aged man came after a while, filled some colored water in a big dirty bowl, handed the "tea" to Jing Ran and said, "Drink it quickly, it's quite a long way from the city. You must be thirsty."

Thirst is true, but is this water really drinkable?Looking at the broken bowl, Jing Ran really didn't want to drink at all.

(End of this chapter)

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