The Mountain God Temple seemed to be larger than the Dragon King Temple in ordinary villages. It was not just a bare temple. Some of the local temples in small villages were small temples with a stove for people to burn incense and light candles. Some of the stoves did not even have a statue of the local grandfather. There were only a few red cloths hanging on the surface of the stove. In front of the stove was an open space of one or two feet square, which was enough for people to stand on. This Mountain God Temple probably had some history and had taken some time to build. Although the door was old, it could still block the wind and rain. It played its role. From the outside, it could be seen that the space inside was not small.
Tao Zi brought them into the mountain temple. After entering the gate, there were only a few candles inside, which made the entire temple seem dark and bright. The flickering light added to the mysterious atmosphere in the temple, making it even more difficult to see what was going on inside. Xiang Wentian felt that he and the blonde were really close to the ancient Beggar's Sect.
Under the flickering light, one could still vaguely see that everyone here was like a cover, begging for food. They were dressed in dirty clothes and had not washed their faces. It was not an exaggeration to say that their hair and faces were unkempt. What was worse was that the air in the entire temple seemed to have the unpleasant smell of these people. Just think about it, what kind of smell could a person who had not washed up for many years have? Although Xiang Wentian and the other had experienced this kind of life before, they had only spent a few days in it. They were far inferior to these people.
There seemed to be quite a number of people standing or sitting under the candlelight. Xiang Wentian was not surprised by this. Tao Zi had told him on the way that this Mountain Temple was the campsite of his master for the past few years. His master had brought a group of people here to settle down at night. Since it was a group of people, there should be quite a number of them. He glanced around and estimated that there were about thirty to forty people.
Seeing the three of them come in together, these people, who were either standing or sitting, looked at them intentionally or unintentionally. Under the dim light, one could not see the expressions of these people. Xiang Wentian came in and secretly sized up the entire Mountain God Temple. There seemed to be only one space inside, enough to accommodate dozens of people. The place facing the door should have been where the stove used to be, but it had been cleared by these people long ago. Only the empty stove behind it was clear what it used to be.
There seemed to be no wall behind the stove, so there should be some space behind it. As expected, the cover brought them to the stove and turned behind the wall. There seemed to be a small door here in the past, but it was gone now. However, a small space still existed. There were two or three people sitting inside. The leader could see that they were sitting against the inner wall. They were taller than the others. They were probably high stools made of bricks.
Seeing Xiang Wentian and the others enter, the few of them stood up. The one in the lead was the master that the cover called Master. He seemed to be an old man in his sixties. His face was wrinkled and his hair was messy. There was not a single strand of white hair. He had a thin face and easily gave people the feeling of being a wily old man. When he stood up, he looked a little thin.
Xiang Wentian took a glance and was surprised to find that there was a small door behind them. It was right next to the small door that had been closed, but the wind still kept blowing in from the outside, bringing with it a slight movement.
Tao Zi didn't know his master's full name. He only knew that everyone called him Old Xin. Tao Zi and the others only called him master and didn't dare to call him by his name. Old Xin stood up and said loudly,"You must be Little Brother Xiang Wentian, right? I'm Old Xin. I've wanted to meet you for a long time.”
As he spoke, she came over and sized him up. Xiang Wentian was puzzled. After a while, he said,"Old Master Xin, I heard from Tao Zi that you called me over. May I know what's the matter?”
"Little Brother Xiang, I heard from Tao Zi that you are also a member of the martial arts world. I wonder how you feel when you come to our place and see this?”Old Xin was not in a hurry to explain the reason and asked another question.
Feelings? At this moment, Xiang Wentian really couldn't say what he felt. If he had to say it, it was the smell that he couldn't bear for a while. He didn't feel dirty on his own body, but when he smelled the smell on someone else's body, it was indeed unpleasant. He couldn't say anything else, but it was definitely not appropriate to say these words at this time. He couldn't help but smile and say,"This is the first time I've come out. I originally thought that it only existed in novels. I didn't expect that there would really be such a Beggar's Sect in reality. You always seem to be like the legendary Hong Qigong.”
The last sentence was naturally a compliment to Old Xin. After all, he was the leader here and the master of the set. He had been wandering in the martial arts world for decades and had enough experience.
"Haha, Little Brother Xiang's words make me feel really good. Hong Qigong doesn't dare to compare. It's enough to be his second disciple.”Old Xin laughed happily and patted him on the shoulder." Brother, I was right to invite you." When I mentioned Hong Qigong to you, Old Xin really wanted you to be the modern Hong Qigong. What do you think?”
Old Xin's words were like a rock breaking the sky, and it scared Xiang Wentian. Although he had thought of begging for food when he was poor, if he really picked up this kind of business, he would inevitably feel uncomfortable. Not to mention that the two of them had no such plans at the moment. Now that this person had proposed to him to join this business, and to be the boss of it, what did he mean? Was he born to be a beggar?
Xiang Wentian's heart was in turmoil, but he didn't say anything. The yellow-haired guy was unhappy and muttered,"Our boss didn't come to Shenzhou to beg for food. We're here to conquer the world. If word got out, it would be so unpleasant. Would she still have to go home in the future?”
Old Xin smiled and said," Brother, you haven't liberated your mind yet. Back then, our Beggar's Sect was famous in the Jianghu. There was Hong Qigong in the past and Su Beggar in the future. All of them were people who could be passed down from generation to generation. How could they be inferior to any historical figure?"”
"As long as you have the world in your heart, no matter what you do, you will also achieve something. What do you think?”Old Xin stared at Xiang Wentian, his words seductive.
To be honest, Old Xin's words really touched Xiang Wentian's heart. From the moment he was born, no ambitious man would be willing to live an ordinary life. Some would just bury their ambitions or be dejected. They would never admit that they were useless. The hero complex had been running through the hearts of men since ancient times. It all depended on whether there was a time that could make them realize it.
Xiang Wentian naturally did not dare to be a hero in front of others. After five years in Sandao Town, he had become used to tucking his tail between his legs. However, he was not the same person in his heart at all. It could be seen from the couplet in his dormitory." A small figure can accommodate the world, but a humble person can't forget the country's worries." If the world can be tolerated in his heart, what about others? The raging fire in his heart had no firewood to burn, so it could only be extinguished bit by bit.
Xiang Wentian naturally knew what kind of people these people were. It could be said that he would never have the chance to meet these people, but the respect he had for them was like Mount Tai. Moreover, the situation seemed to have made him want to be like them, starting from the same starting point. Perhaps this was God's arrangement? Or was it a hint from fate? He had no strong points, no support on his back, and he fought the world bare-handed. Did he have to start from here?
"Old Master Xin, thank you for your kindness. I can only admire the deeds of seniors like Su Beggar and Hong Qigong. How can I dare to have the slightest thought of reaching them? Besides, I'm just a young man who has just come out of the martial arts world. How can I know anything about the martial arts world? I'm just fooling around. I'm afraid I can't afford it!”Xiang Wentian's mind spun a few times. He wanted to agree, but he was worried that he would fall into an unknown trap. He wanted to disagree, but it seemed that this was also an opportunity. After all, the two of them had no fixed residence at the moment. They were even worried about food and clothing. To put it bluntly, the two of them were not even as good as the people in the Mountain God Temple.
"Old Xin can hear what you're saying. It's no wonder that you're worried. Actually, there are many things that we haven't told you clearly. Actually, we've been thinking about inviting you here. For beggars in the Wanli District, this is a great opportunity. If we miss it, I'm afraid we won't get it again.”Old Xin laughed and said to the people beside him. A few people who were about the same age as Old Xin nodded repeatedly when they heard this, indicating that they agreed with Old Xin's statement.
Xiang Wentian was confused. Could it be that beggars still had a chance? Could it be that the annual Beggar's Sect Meeting back then really happened to come and he wanted to do something else for them?
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