The World of Mei

he capital of

st developed cities

made huge lucre every day to

with the most beggars

nd ragged clothes could be see

Some of them were in a good mood and dropped a couple of coppers,

an in his 60s or 70s and an eleven-or-twelve-year-

an old beggar and

e gray, held a roast chicken in his left hand and a wine pot in his

amed bread in both hands and nibbled as if she was reluctant to eat it

et, laying a chipped dusty bowl in

em. A few dry and yellow leaves that remained hanging on the tree were stay

st the old guy looks of disdain, an

ning roast chicken and swallowing wine. The wine, mixed with the grease of roast chicken an

ck eyes, she nibbled on the cold steam bread careful

ine pot to take a mouthful of wine. He casually rubbed the left hand that was covered in roast chicken gre

n turned to the girl who had just finis

terday! Are you going to kill me? Go and stand in the corner for four hours! Watch your p

u, why are you still unsatisfied!" The little girl muttered to herself with tears in her eyes, but as soon as she saw the old begg

nd dozed against the back wall in t

ep, the little girl still did the posture he asked

her luck to slack, it would immedi

head. If the little girl made any mistakes about her posture, he would pick up a blac

to have a trace of carelessness, but could o

longe

onger sh

ger begged

ger took a

to do what the old b

es because she had been begging around with

mean he was, was her onl

ld man's orders. If she made any mistakes, e

hurt or angry. However, she always failed

me of these patterns as time went by. Each time she could dodge a little longer

and the patterns the old beggar use

she would successfully dodge all the hits an

pondering when an old Taoist pries

isk in his hand. He was white-haired and his long and gray be

beggar, who seemed to

unishing h

didn't answer the Taoist priest but

ly-treated look! Go and beg so

interested in begging and

ther beg alone than stay by

l paying no attention to the old Taoist priest. He leaned

e about this. He stood aside, lei

et. The old Taoist pri

y do you bother so much? It would be

lled his eyes at

ie young? You always said that she would die before she reache

gar asked anxiously, "Is it December 16th today? Dear me, to

, the old beggar sprang to his feet and ran a

t immediately unders

which made a unique scene that bewildered passers-by. They didn't know what happened and wondered if the o

d about it with

with anxiety, regardless of

r seemed to be very familiar with the girl's

believe in what the Taoist priest said. You will live past

Avenue, one of the busiest streets in Luoya City, they saw a c

over him. The old beggar speeded up a

elt a sharp pain in his heart. Regardless of what had happened, he reached the little

nervous in decades, and said, "You have said my prediction was nonsense, but you do believe it. You love her

he heels of the old beggar. Runn

ss and headed north, neglecting onlookers' startled eyes. He leapt over the

ee the doctor Ye Bufan as fast as he could and perhaps

lofty and majestic mountain northward. On the steep mountai

r terminal lucidity, the little gir

t, she felt very friendly as a beggar, so she slowly opened her eyes with great effort. Her

as strange to her. From the time she could talk, the o

strange because she had never seen such expression on his face since she could reme

t that he ch

res ab

tended to call the old beggar, but she

n such a hurry that

hill with the little girl, he met Doctor Ye who had

old man. His eyes looked bright and

llow! She was badly injured!

k basket and other tools, took over the l

by Doctor Ye's quickly and meth

d that as long as the patient could breathe, he could save

he old Taoist pr