He slept under bridges and train stations, and even left traces of him on the park benches.
In the end, Zhang Kun was adopted by an old man.
That was the only person he didn't kill.
This skinny old man had one of his hands broken off at the elbow level.
The two of them once squeezed together in a bridge tunnel and lived in the same cement pipe.
Zhang Kun is a kind-hearted child. Seeing that the old man has no hands, he usually takes care of him. However, he finds that his feet are as flexible as his hands, and he can even thread a needle and thread.
The old man also liked this child very much. The two hit it off and formed a lifelong friendship.
When it comes to bragging, this old man actually says that he is the leader of the gang - Wu Ming.
He was a once powerful figure who had committed countless major cases. Moreover, most of the stolen property was donated to charitable organizations instead of being used for squandering. Even the orphanage where Zhang Kun lived had received donations. A lot of property.
With such a reputation in the world, everyone has to give it a thumbs up!
It's a pity that the name is too big, which is not a good thing.
During a door-stealing competition, Wuming was framed by a traitor and stole a middle-aged man's wallet.
There were hundreds of thousands in cash inside, but this money was actually used to save the life of the man and his child.
When Wuming learned about it and sent the money back, the child died because he missed the best time for treatment.
This also caused Wuming to violate the rule of not borrowing from the Thieving Clan and was expelled from the Thieving Clan.
What's more important is that Wuming can't get over the hurdle in his heart.
A young child died because of himself.
So he gritted his teeth and cut off his hands, vowed never to use the means of breaking into a door again, donated tens of millions of his family's wealth to atone for his sins, and wandered alone on the street.
When he saw Zhang Kun, he was reminded of the child who died because of him, and he felt extremely guilty.
Seeing that he was helpless, he decided to keep him by his side.
"If that child could survive, he would be this old..."
Maybe this old man has a hard life, maybe God sees this child in too much pain and wants to find him a companion. Zhang Kun, the lone star of the evil spirits, did not defeat Wuming and even learned a lot of good skills.
Five years have passed by in a flash, and Zhang Kun has also developed good skills, especially his eyesight. He can see ten lines at a time and has a photographic memory.
That year, Zhang Kun was 13 years old, and Wuming brought an equally skinny old man back to the dilapidated house where they lived.
This old man was wearing a Taoist robe that had faded even after washing. His gray hair was tied up on top of his head, and his three strands of long beard made him look like an immortal.
But no matter how you look at it, something doesn’t feel right.
Although Wuming came from a rogue family, he was upright, but this old man looked a bit wretched in Taoist robes, yes, wretched!
"Grandpa, do you think my shadowless hand can be used well?"
At this moment, Zhang Kun is practicing the Shadowless Hand taught to him by Wuming. Now he has practiced the Shadowless Hand to an excellent level, and his shooting speed is as fast as lightning.
"Haha, good boy, not bad, but you must remember the rules of stealing doors! Otherwise, you will be like me, and your shadowless hand will become handless~"
Wuming deliberately raised his round arms, hoping to take Zhang Kun as a warning, and did not show any taboo to the old Taoist priest beside him.
I won’t lend it to the young, old, women and children, I won’t lend it to soldiers and knights, and I won’t lend it life-saving money!
(The so-called borrowing is stealing, but thieves don’t like stealing, so they call stealing borrowing.)
"Old Ten, don't you want to train a flying thief again? But your life is really tough. You were not defeated by this kid. You are indeed my disciple!"
The old Taoist priest had a joking look on his face, but Zhang Kun on the side was very curious as to why this old Taoist, who looked not much older than his grandfather, was actually the master of the unknown grandfather!
"Teacher, I came to you this time just for this child. I know my time has come, but this child is only 13 years old.
Although I taught him a lot of skills, I don't know how to teach him how to behave. I hope Master will be merciful and accept him as his disciple! "
"Accept him as your disciple? You brat wants to take advantage of the master, right? He calls you grandpa and me master. Didn't I lose my whole life in vain?
But no matter what, this kid is destined to me. Anyway, including you, all my apprentices are dead, so let's do this.
And I have prepared your grave for you. It is next to Lao Jiu. You can go there by yourself when you have time.
The big hole in the middle is mine, don't take it! "
This conversation made Zhang Kun completely confused.
Why is it that the master and the grandpa have already dug the disciple's grave long ago? What kind of sect is this!
"Grandpa, don't you want me anymore?"
Although Zhang Kun's little head couldn't understand what was going on, he heard the news that the unknown grandpa was going to die. Tears rolled from his red eyes, and he pulled on his grandpa's shirt and refused to let go.
Did I kill grandpa again?
He has lived for 13 years, and it was only in these few years that he felt the taste of family love. Now he is going to be alone again!
"Silly boy, you should be happy for your grandpa, bah, be happy for this brat. He has redeemed his sins in the world and will enjoy happiness in the future~"
The words of the old Taoist priest made Zhang Kun completely confused. Why should he celebrate after he died?
"Hahaha~ Child, Master is right, look at this!"
Wuming didn't expect it to happen so quickly. Originally, there were still a few days left, but he saw two pairs of smooth, jade-like palms growing on his outstretched arms.
Looking at these palms, Wuming looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh.
Zhang Kun looked at everything that happened in front of him, and his head almost shut down on the spot. Could it be that he saw a ghost during the day?
"Haha, kid, don't panic, I'll tell you slowly.
Since you have become my disciple, I will give you a name. There are ten senior brothers above you, so you will be called Zhang Shiyi. "
This name made Zhang Kun roll his eyes.
Good guy, this name is really random~
"Eleven, you will be my junior brother from now on. Don't worry, if you encounter any difficulties that cannot be solved in the future, my senior brothers will definitely protect you~
Hahaha, master, junior brother, then I will take the first step~"
Wuming laughed, took long strides, and headed into the distance, quickly disappearing from sight.
Now Zhang Shiyi's mood completely corresponds to that sentence:
There are stupid fruits on the stupid tree, and I am the only one left under the stupid tree!
"Eleven, come with me. There is still a long way to go. I will explain to you slowly~"
Holding the old Taoist priest's hand, Zhang Kun, no, now called Zhang Shiyi, felt so calm in his heart. The hand of this wretched-looking old Taoist priest made people feel very warm and reassuring.
In this way, Zhang Shiyi followed the old Taoist priest to Longhu Mountain and became Zhang Changliu's eleventh disciple.
