The beggars quickly changed their ways. Each of them picked up some stones and clods in their hands and threw them at the little boy. The little boy was well prepared. He placed the big bamboo cage in front of him and hid behind him. No matter how stones came raining down, they were all blocked by this bamboo cage. It was only when someone got close that he suddenly burst out and rushed over like a tiger preying on prey. He knocked the person down with one blow and then came back. The speed was so fast that almost no stones hit him.
Now no one dares to come close. The scene fell silent for a moment, and the crying sounds turned into intermittent moans. Neither side of the confrontation moved any further. The sun was scorching hot, and their bodies were quickly soaked with sweat.
Perhaps realizing that they were too tough, the group of teenagers outside no longer sounded arrogant, but began to beg in a low voice:
"Brother Tiezhu, we won't rob your temple, we'll just sleep together at night."
"Yes, at night in the city they chase us everywhere, and we have no place to go!"
"We are all making a living in the same place. If you don't help us, who will care about us?"
There are also some soft words and harsh words said at the same time:
"It's a bit cold at night now. In winter, there will be no place to live, and people will die. If we can't survive, you can't even think about it..."
"If you don't give us half of the Taoist temple, be careful if we catch you and eat meat..."
The boy became even more angry, let out a sigh, and scolded:
"You bastards. I kindly took you in last winter, but what happened? What did you do to this Taoist temple? You sold the incense burners and candles! There used to be people who came to offer incense, but now no one dares to come. Oh...and those disgusting things you did in the middle of the night, ugh!"
"I'm telling you, if you want to come in, first ask me if I agree with the wooden stick in my hand!"
Things came to a standstill. The group of beggar boys outside yelled and begged for a while, but the boy stopped saying anything. He just grabbed the wooden stick in his hand and glanced at everyone.
After a while, two beggars finally couldn't stand the scorching heat and left. Others also found some cool places, watching from a distance, but still refused to leave.
…
Yang Zhen was almost relieved now, but she felt more and more that there was nothing in her stomach and her whole body felt weak. This scene seemed to be okay for the time being, so Yang Zhen felt relieved, returned to the room, leaned on the bed again, closed her eyes and rested, but her mind was a mess.
Suddenly, there was some rustling sound coming from behind the statue. The sound was very low. If Yang Zhen hadn't been concentrating at this time, she wouldn't have heard it.
Yang Zhen walked over curiously, and there was actually a small window behind the statue, about as tall as a person and less than two feet wide. At this time, a young man was showing half of his head, trying to climb in through the gap.
This was the beggar who just walked away. It turned out that he didn't really leave. Instead, he made a false move and wanted to get in from behind and attack from both front and back. Or catching Yang Zhen can force the little boy to give in.
When the beggar saw Yang Zhen, he was stunned for a moment, with a fawning smile on his face. He grabbed a stick with one end exposed in his right hand, as if he wanted to poke Yang Zhen, but in his haste, the stick was too long and he couldn't reach it for a while. Come.
Numerous thoughts flashed through Yang Zhen's mind, including confusion about the world, threats from beggars, scoldings from little boys, and disgusting things, but they finally converged into one:
We must not let him break in!
Soon after, Yang Zhen happened to have the overturned candlestick in hand. He grabbed the candlestick, walked around the statue, took a step forward, raised his hand, and hit the beggar's left hand that was holding the window edge hard!
"Ah!..." Beggar screamed, let go of his hand, and fell down. Two muffled groans came from outside, but it turned out that there was another beggar squatting on the ground, using him as a ladder for the fallen one. Now the two of them rolled into a ball.
The two beggars got up groaning, threw a few stones at the window, and left cursing.
…
After the plan to attack from both sides failed, these beggars finally had no choice. They couldn't beat the boy named Tie Zhu again and again. As long as they got closer, Tie Zhu's wooden stick would always make them unable to eat and walk around. Finally, after the two beggars who had gone around came back among them, the group of people murmured for a while, and finally left viciously.
Tie Zhu stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple for a while, until these people disappeared into the woods, then jumped up to a big stone on the edge of the mountain, where he looked down the mountain for a long time, then returned to the Taoist temple, threw the stick on the ground, When he turned to look at Yang Zhen, there was already a smile on his face:
"You're pretty awesome too, haha! You smashed it well!"
What he was talking about was what happened just now when Yang Zhen smashed the beggar who climbed out of the window. Obviously, without Yang Zhen's attack, these two people came in, attacked from the front and back, and lost the good position at the door. Tiezhu would have been unable to deal with these people. It's dangerous.
Yang Zhen also forced a smile. He now had many questions to ask Tie Zhu, but the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach made him unable to help but blurt out:
"Is there anything to eat?"
After asking, Yang Zhen regretted it. Although he has the body of a child now, he is an adult in his twenties on the inside! It's really shameful to beg for food from such a teenage boy who looks like a little beggar! I really gave the time traveler a face!
That's right, it's time travel, a child's body, the ancient environment, Yang Zhen has accepted the fact that she is destined to travel by herself.
"Yes! Patriarch Yunxiao is alive today and has blessed me with an extra piece of cake. I was just about to come back and see if you were awake. I didn't want to meet those killers on the way..." Tie Zhu said as he took out a piece of cake from his arms. Mianbing, "I tied it tightly with my trouser pockets, and they even blocked a stick for me just now, haha!"
It turns out that in that fight, Tiezhu was not hit by those beggars, but he was very capable and dared to fight hard. He caught another person and beat him hard. The beggars lost because of their momentum. Although there were many people, they couldn't beat him. It's nothing unusual.
Yang Zhen looked at the sweat-soaked black and yellow pancake in Tie Zhu's hand, and couldn't help but feel her stomach churn. The strong sense of hunger made him stretch out his hand:
"Thank you."
"Haha, you're welcome. Since I rescued you, of course I have to take care of your food. Don't worry, if I have food, you will definitely need it!" Tie Zhu patted his chest, looking like a big brother.
"I'm Tie Zhu, what's your name?"
"I..." Yang Zhen tore the cake into small pieces and slowly put it into her mouth. Having someone to talk to him helped him stop thinking about the reason why the cake was so wet. Thinking of the nightmare she had just woken up, Yang Zhen hesitated and replied:
"My name is Xiao Shitou..."
