The First Brave Man

On the 20th of December, in Shuyang County.

The bone-chilling cold wind carried the crushed ice and snow through the streets and alleys. The peddlers and servants seemed to have discussed it beforehand. They shrugged their shoulders and hid their hands in their sleeves. White smoke kept coming out of their nostrils.

On the north side of the main road of Shuyang County, the door of a teahouse suddenly opened. At the same time, a person wearing an old gray coat was thrown out.

Amidst the howling cold wind, there was a faint sound of disgust.

"Where did this dirty old dog come from? The quiet place where I drink tea is also a place where you can come!"

The old beggar who was thrown out of the door fell heavily and groaned in pain on the snow.

The heavy sound of the door closing rang out. The old beggar struggled to get up.

At this moment, a series of roars and neighing of horses sounded.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

The old beggar, who was sitting on the snowy ground with his hand on his arm, hurriedly turned around and saw a fat and strong date red horse charging over aggressively not far away!

"Hulu ~"

The owner of the horse had already pulled the reins, but the snow was slippery and the horse was difficult to control. He could only watch as the horse lost its balance and was thrown sideways at the old man on the ground.

The old beggar's eyes were about to pop out. The horse's owner leaped into the air, and the horse that was sliding at high speed on the street cried out in surprise. The commotion caused by the two people and the horse directly suppressed the whistling cold wind on the street!

"We're finished!"

The red horse's shadow rapidly enlarged in his pupils, causing the old beggar to tremble uncontrollably.

There was a high chance that his old life would end here today.

At this critical moment, the clothes on the old beggar's back suddenly tightened. A gust of cold wind with the smell of horses suddenly swept across his body. The old beggar looked at the horse that brushed past his nose and slipped away. He was a little stunned for a moment.

"I'm fine? Am I still alive? Who pulled me back just now?"

The old beggar turned around and saw a young man in a green Daoist robe breathing out white smoke.

"I was scared to death. Fortunately, my reaction was fast enough." The young Taoist priest patted his rapidly beating heart and broke out in a cold sweat.

Just now, he was in the medicine shop opposite the teahouse. He had just walked a few steps when he saw a tall horse crash into the old man sitting on the snow.

At that time, he didn't even think about it. He almost subconsciously rushed over and pulled the old man to the side.

Now that he thought about it, if he had been a step or a second late, he and the old man might have been hit by the horse that weighed more than a thousand pounds.

At that time, it would be a minor injury to his bones, and in serious cases…

Fortunately, it was almost the end of the year, so Meng Po didn't have any extra work to do.

Everything happened in a flash. After saving the old man, the young Taoist priest felt a lingering fear.

"Courage +99"

"Vision +1, Stamina +1, Mind Sense +1"

"Courage value has reached the target. The trial of the Heart of the Hero has been completed. The Path of the Hero has begun…"

The Little Daoist was stunned. The information that suddenly appeared in his mind stunned him.

"Could this be…"

Before he could think carefully, the young Taoist priest's thoughts were interrupted by a rough voice coming from beside him.

"Damn it! Old Man Li, the snow is so heavy, why did you come out? It's all thanks to the little Daoist priest who pulled you back. Otherwise, you would have suffered!"

A man in a constable uniform walked quickly to the old beggar and helped him up."It's winter. Why don't you stay in the dilapidated temple and come out to beg?"

"Constable Hu, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Just do what you need to do!" Old Man Li walked over half his face and waved his hand repeatedly, not daring to argue with the constable.

The man called Constable Hu knew that he was in the wrong, but he did not want to apologize to a beggar. He said,"Thank you for reminding me. I have something urgent to report to the yamen today. I can't delay it."

Constable Hu then took out a small piece of silver from his pocket. He pretended to be disgusted."Go and buy some thick clothes. If you freeze to death on the streets, the yamen will have to collect your corpse!"

Old Man Li caught the silver pieces in a flurry. He immediately beamed with joy."You don't have to worry about me. Even if I die, I'll die outside the city. I won't cause trouble for the yamen."

After Constable Hu left, Old Man Li finally remembered his savior.

He quickly caught up to Chen Qinghe, who was about to leave. Old Man Li crossed his arms and shrugged. He nodded and bowed to Chen Qinghe twice. He said fawningly,"It was all thanks to you back then. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have lost my life."

Chen Qinghe, who was in a hurry to go back, stopped in her tracks helplessly."It's nothing," she replied."Don't take it to heart."

After saying that, Chen Qinghe turned around and was about to leave.

He hadn't had the time to digest the information that had suddenly appeared in his mind just now. The most important thing now was to hurry back. As for other things, they didn't matter.

Old Man Li, who had seen Chen Qinghe's face clearly, was stunned for a moment. Then, he said in surprise,"I recognize you!"

"Aren't you a Daoist priest from Mount Qingyang? A few days ago, on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, your Qingyang Temple was giving out porridge at the city gate. It was you who scooped the porridge for me."

There was such a thing?

Chen Qinghe stopped walking and looked at Old Man Li again."Then you and I are fated."

"Exactly!"

It was rare to meet a good person who could talk to him. The old beggar was very happy. At that moment, he did not care about how heavy the snow on the street was. He shrunk his neck and excitedly praised how good the people in Qingyang Temple were and how fragrant the porridge was.

Beside him, Chen Qinghe carried a bulging cloth and casually echoed Old Man Li's words.

Seeing that the young Taoist priest was not interested in what he said, Old Man Li shook his wits and teased him with a smile."Little Taoist priest, why did you go down the mountain alone on such a cold day?"

"Could it be that you've taken a fancy to some young lady and secretly came down the mountain to meet her?"

Hearing this, Chen Qinghe's eyes darkened.

Speaking of which, his trip down the mountain was really related to the word 'private meeting'.

However, he was not here for a private meeting. It was his Uncle-Master who couldn't stand the loneliness and insisted on going to the Emerald Pavilion on a snowy day to boost the performance of a certain lover.

In the end, he injured his leg the moment he stepped out of Emerald Reliance Restaurant. If it wasn't for the staff of Emerald Reliance Restaurant sending him back to the inn, Chen Qinghe might have really believed his excuse of having diarrhea!

Could he have diarrhea from South Street to North Street's Emerald Building?

Faced with Old Man Li's teasing, Chen Qinghe smiled subtly."Old Sir, you're wrong. I haven't taken a fancy to any woman yet, but there are quite a few who have."

For example, when he was getting the medicine just now, the doctor's youngest daughter had been secretly looking at him.

The youth's handsome appearance was reflected in Old Man Li's turbid eyes, which made his turbid eyes look a little more colorful.

Old Man Li stared at Chen Qinghe and said sincerely,"I believe that. I've seen many people in my life, but there are not many who are as iconic as the little Taoist priest!"

Not many? Probably not.

Old Man Li was quite humble.

Seeing that Old Man Li had no intention of leaving, Chen Qinghe could only take the initiative to say,"Old man, it's cold and slippery outside. It's better for you to go back early. You don't have to send me off."

A bone-piercing cold wind blew past. The old beggar shivered and replied,"That's good. Next time you enter the city, I'll treat you to a drink."

"Take care, old man." Chen Qinghe nodded slightly and turned to leave.

"A noble person!"

Looking at Chen Qinghe's slender back, Old Man Li was filled with emotion.