It's a story about a dirty little beggar who wanted to hug his thigh... And then he hugged a masked man.
Straw: It might hurt a little later, girl, please bear with it.
Little beggar: I still have something to say! Wait a minute!
Straw: Girl, please speak.
Little beggar: Although I am a beggar, my daughter's family still values chastity and innocence. If you look at my body, you must be responsible for me!
Straw: Are you done?
The little beggar nodded blankly. Before he could react, he had already pulled out the arrow and she was lying on her body in glory.
Damn...
PS: This article is a prototype short story of "Qing Ben Bao Burgage"