Chapter 958 (1/2)

The moon hangs high.

The night is as cool as water.

The car went along the mountain road, and two bright lights shone in the mountains and forests.

Zhang Yi drove Jiameng back to the urban area of Changle City.

However, when I passed a sharp turn, I suddenly saw a figure on the mountain road ahead!

Standing in the center of the road, the figure saw him in rags, unkempt and disheveled, clutching a wooden stick as a crutch.

Such a person is like a beggar.

Jiameng suddenly saw such a man blocking the road and hurriedly shouted:

”Be careful! Someone is ahead! ”

Instead of slowing down, Zhang Yi stepped on the accelerator and drove the car towards the man quickly:

”Whatever, kill it!”

This is not because Zhang Yi kills innocent people indiscriminately, but because he has noticed that there is a breath of practitioners on the person who stands in the way.

As a practitioner, he will not stop on the mountain road in the middle of the night for no reason.

Well, when this practitioner comes to stop the car, it's easy to come.

As Zhang Yi stepped on the accelerator, the car immediately rushed out like an arrow leaving the string and hit the practitioner rapidly.

Zhang Yi's behavior startled Jiameng.

However, in the twinkling of an eye, the car was about to hit the beggar.

Suddenly!

But he saw the beggar's figure flash suddenly, and even flashed towards the roadside to avoid the car.

The car slammed against him and rushed out into the distance.

Jiameng on the bus hurriedly exclaimed:

”Is it an ancient warrior? no He is a practitioner! ”

Jia Meng's eyesight also quickly saw that the beggar was unusual.

Zhang Yi did not speak, but looked into the rearview mirror.

I saw that the beggar had quickly caught up on the road behind the car.

At this time, Zhang Yi had driven the car to 150 yards on the mountain road, but the beggar didn't have to be slow at all, and even got on faster than the car.

It didn't take long for the beggar to run to the Mercedes Benz car and keep pace with the car.

At this time, the beggar ran side by side with the car and knocked on the window with an unhappy face.

Zhang Yi lowered the window while controlling the car and asked coldly:

”What's up?”

The beggar was very angry and asked:

”Boy! Do you drive without looking at the road? I stood in the middle of the road and was almost killed by you! ”

Zhang Yigen was too lazy to talk nonsense:

”If you have nothing to do, go home early.”

With that, Zhang Yi will continue to roll up the window.

The beggar hurriedly stretched out his hand to press the window and said more and more angrily:

”Can you stop the car first? I have something to say to you!”

Zhang Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense with the beggar, so he had to step on the accelerator and leave.

But Jiameng suddenly exclaimed at this moment:

”He seems to be a beggar's elder!”

Hearing this, Zhang Yi looked at Jiameng suspiciously.

Jia Meng immediately replied:

”Three religions and nine schools actually have their own practice sects. Although these spiritual sects are small, unknown and small in number, they can't compare with those famous sects in all aspects. But these small sects have their own characteristics. For example, our Youkong stealing sect is a sect composed of thieves, and the beggar sect is a sect composed of beggars. ”

Zhang Yi has a general understanding after listening.

He is not surprised at this. After all, there are many different kinds of cultivation methods in the world. All kinds of cultivation methods can often give birth to all kinds of cultivation sects.

Like Yue Zhongzhe, the leader of Huashan sect, Zhang Yi met at the beginning, he told Zhang Yi that the main way for them to practice Huashan sect is to sleep.

It is not surprising that some people achieve a certain degree of practice by begging.

When he heard that the beggar was also a man of origin, not an unidentified person, Zhang Yi was finally willing to listen to him.

So Zhang Yi stepped on the brake and the car slowly stopped on the roadside.

The beggar saw the car stop and followed it.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Yi took out his wallet, then took out a 100 yuan bill and handed it to the beggar.

Looking at the money, the beggar couldn't help staring at Zhang Yi angrily.

Zhang Yi asked lightly:

”Here you are.”

The beggar became more and more angry, and his breathing became shortness of breath.