Fan Dajian had a half of a hard cake in his hand. He looked at him in disgust, then looked at the many beggars around him, and did not dare to throw them away, and whispered: "Are these people crazy?"

Yuan Mao shook his head, as confused as the old Taoist.

The beggars lit piles of bonfires and sang and danced around them, and the expressions of happiness on their faces were about to overflow.

"They really believe in the Heavenly Secret Ship, and believe there will be a new master on earth?" Fan Dajian felt like he had entered the ghost world by mistake.

Yuan Mao still shook his head, squeezed out of the crowd, found a secluded place, and said, "So many beggars gathered outside the city, is there no one in the government's office to take care of it?"

"There are so many strange things, do you actually care about this?"

"I can't find the reason for other strange things. I can go to the nearby yamen to ask about this."

"You are really an official." Fan Dajian took a few steps, grabbed the arm of a passing beggar, pulled it over, and asked, "Did you come from Qinghe?"

The beggar's face was dirty, unable to tell his age, but he could tell his joy from the bottom of his heart, "Yes, are you a new member?"

"Um."

"The Qinghe River is the place where dragons prosper. We have the power to follow the dragon and will make a fortune in the future. Tell me the name, maybe I can support you two."

Fan Dajian forgot the name he made up when he joined the meeting, and casually made up two more casually, handing over half of the cake in his hand, "There is nothing good, it's a little bit of filial piety."

The beggar is not hungry, but the word "filial piety" is enough to make him feel happy and take it in his hand, "Well, it's still the people in the capital who have the eyesight to see. Don't look at it just a half-bake, I remember your benefits."

The beggar was about to leave, but Fan Dajian grabbed it, "I'm a little worried. Are you not afraid of being expelled by the government?"

"Haha, I'm so brave, I dare to come and seek wealth? Don't be afraid, we are not rebelling, why should the government expel it? And the superior said that the government is very busy and has no time to care about us."

The beggar was leaving again, but Fan Dajian still refused to let him go, "Who is the new master of the world? We both want to go and meet him."

The beggar was a little impatient and looked contemptuous, "Can the new master be seen at will? There are distinctions between high and low, and you two have just joined the association and have not yet achieved their achievements, so you want to meet the new master?"

The beggar ran away, Fan Dajian laughed and said, "How is it?"

Yuan Mao smiled and shook his head, "It means he didn't ask anything, and he knew one thing. These eunuchs really believe in that lies."

The two of them squeezed into the crowd again and found Jiang Erpi and Zheng Sanhun in the most lively place. The two of them were not picky about food or people. They ate tough cakes while dancing, and in addition to being dressed in a tattered single dress, they completely integrated into the group of beggars.

Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian each pulled one out of the crowd.

Jiang Erpi wiped the sweat from his forehead, "These beggars are quite smart. They can drive away the cold by jumping around, and they are quite happy."

"You can still eat something." Zheng Sanhun pulled off a piece of cake with his teeth.

"We brothers have decided to stay with them for a few days when we have no food in the future."

"You can find me when you have no food." Fan Dajian invited me not very enthusiastically and immediately said: "You two go and find out what is going on in the new master of the world."

The two laughed, and Jiang Erpi said, "Do you really believe in such nonsense? Haha, let alone the new Lord of the earth, Maitreya descended, Jade Emperor reincarnated, Taizu reincarnated, and Taizu reborn. It's just a cheating of Xiao Qianer, why take it seriously? Alas, our brothers don't have this ability, and Mr. Fan is handsome..."

"Bah, I am a serious practitioner of Taoism, and I don't follow such a crooked way." Fan Dajian took out a piece of silver, "What's the matter with the new master of the world? Is there someone there? Why are beggars not afraid of expulsion from the government? Whoever finds out, will the silver be returned to?"

It’s still easy to use money. Jiang and Zheng ran into the crowd separately and asked for information.

Fan Dajian smiled and said, "Someone has to use it."

There seemed to be more beggars around. The castrated beggars in Qinghe brag about themselves, as if wealth was already in their hands. Most of the newcomers who came to the capital when they heard the news inside and outside the capital were also beggars, and the flattery words they spoke out from their mouths were flying everywhere like snowflakes.

Yuan Mao looked at it for a while and sighed, "How similar is it to put these people in official robes?"

"Haha, when you change into Taoist robe and monk's clothes, you can't help but flattery..." Fan Dajian slapped his forehead, "I suddenly understood why Hu Guiyang always looked lazy. This kid is clearly the same as the high and low, and the high and low. No wonder his boss doesn't like him."

A young beggar squeezed over and whispered: "Are you asking for information?"

"Who asked you to come?" Fan Dajian thought it was the person found by Jiang and Zheng.

The young beggar shook his head, "Which yamen are you from?"

Fan Dajian was stunned, "We are not a policeman..."

The young beggar smiled and said, "The two are not like beggars, at least like me. They have to apply more mud on their faces when they are wearing real clothes."

"Are you a policeman?" Fan Dajian was shocked.

"Shh, I was sent by the Nancheng Bingmasi, and my surname is Lu."

Yuan Mao bowed and said, "Luckily, I'm sorry for being too talkative. I should be done by the Jinyiwei, the Bingma Si..."

The beggar surnamed Lu smiled and said, "I guess you are the Jinyiwei. Have you been busy recently? All the people are transferred into the city, and no one cares outside the city. The superiors are worried that the beggars will cause trouble, so they send me to check it out."

"What did you see?" Fan Dajian asked.

The beggar surnamed Lu smiled bitterly, "Just as you saw, it is said that there are several places where the Gods servants' association are strongholds, eating, drinking, dancing, and they will probably disperse in two days. Uh, since the Jinyiwei sent someone to come, can I leave?"

Yuan Mao nodded, and the beggar named Lu was overjoyed and bowed, "What do you guys call me? I'll give you an explanation when I go back."

Fan Dajian was about to speak, but Yuan Mao touched him and shook his head. Fan Dajian understood and shook his head.

The beggar surnamed Lu did not force himself, and said goodbye with a smile, squeezed into the crowd, and soon disappeared.

The beggars around suddenly cheered loudly and rushed to a place. Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

It turned out that someone was standing in a mule cart to distribute food, steamed buns, buns, sesame cakes, and rice balls everywhere, "It's hot, don't grab it, everyone has a share!"

Fan Dajian touched his stomach, "I'm really a little hungry, so I'll grab two buns."

"You go, I can hold on for a while." Yuan Mao smiled.

"I won't go if you don't go. We'll buy some later."

"These people may not be willing..." Before Yuan Mao finished speaking, he felt his back tightening and something was pressing against him. Then there was a cold voice: "Don't move around, I recognize you, but I don't recognize my knife."

Fan Dajian also froze, obviously there was a sharp blade behind him.

"Brother, we are not here to cause trouble. If we want money and goods, just talk." Yuan Mao said carefully.

"I want someone." The person behind him pulled lightly.

Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian turned around and saw four beggars holding short knives and daggers in their hands, each with serious expressions.

After the food was distributed, the mule cart arrived. The four beggars pushed and shoved each other and took the two to the carriage, and then got on the rear of the car.

The trip was not too long, but Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian couldn't tell the things and had already lost their direction. They asked questions in the car and did not get answers. Instead, they were punched several times.

When they arrived at their destination, the two were dragged into a room, the door was closed and the surroundings were pitch black.

Fan Dajian groped forward, "These beggars are really here?"

"Do you smell anything?" Yuan Mao asked.

"Like... medicinal materials, is this a medicine shop?"

"Maybe. Old Master, if I can't escape this time, I have to apologize to you."

"Why apologize?"

"You are about to get rich, but I drag you into danger."

"Drag into danger? I was obviously voluntarily, but I'll start first. It's almost the same for me to drag you in. It's not right. If you want to blame Hu Guiyang."

"What's his business?"

"You forgot that we were drinking normally. After talking about him, we felt that we were idle and wanted to find something dangerous to do. When we met those two guys, we followed us. If we didn't have Hu Guiyang, we were still drinking and we wouldn't go out at all, right?"

"Okay, blame him. Anyway, I'm glad to make friends like you."

"A true friend, no money will be changed, and the position of the True Lord of Lingji Palace will not be changed. In this way, I still have to thank Hu Guiyang. Without him, we wouldn't know him at all."

"We don't have this friendship if we are born and die."

"Yes, we..."

A sudden laughter came from the room.

"Who?" Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian shouted in unison.

"Who is this Hu Guiyang? You two blame him for a while and thank him for a while?" His voice was tender, like a child.

"Hu Guiyang... Let me tell you who you are first?" Fan Dajian found that the other party was not old and went all out of fear.

"It would be great if I knew who I was."

"What does it mean? You don't even know your own name?" Fan Dajian said.

"I don't know, I just remember what happened in the past few days, and what happened further."

"You were also captured by those beggars?" Yuan Mao asked.

"I don't remember, I'm here when I woke up, for six or seven days."

"Have you heard of God's servant?" Yuan Mao felt that this child must have a history.

"I know, people tell me about the Gods and servants' meeting every day, and I also say that I will be the master of the world in the future..."

"So it's you!" the two of them said in unison.

"Do you two recognize me?" The child was very happy.

"I don't recognize it, but a large group of beggars rushed to the capital, claiming that a new master of the world would come, and it must be you." Fan Dajian found the target, but he couldn't be happy at all.

"You don't remember anything? Don't understand why they chose you as the new master?" Yuan Mao asked.

"I don't remember, I don't want to be the new owner either. I just want to figure out who I am. If I have a home, I can go back to my own home."
To be continued...