Da Bong fights more people

Chapter 1 Seventy: The Lion's Roar

Hengyuan paused, turned around, did not speak, and saluted Xu Qi'an with palms together.

"I want to visit the Yangshengtang." Xu Qi'an put forward his request.

"can."

"Let's go together." Xu Qi'an invited the two colleagues.

"Did you not bring any money?" Song Tingfeng gave him a sideways look.

Xu Qi'an smiled and said nothing, walked two steps, stepped on a hard lump on the sole of his foot, picked it up naturally, and put it in his palm: "Look, isn't the money here?"

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao: "???"

The former stared at the dim silver and said depressedly: "I didn't look at the road when I was walking just now. I missed this silver and let you pick it up for nothing."

In fact, you missed at least a few taels of silver...Xu Qi'an raised the corner of his mouth, put the silver into his arms, and explained: "Master Hengyuan lives in the health care hall in the east of the outer city. good."

"There are many bad people in the world." After Zhu Guangxiao finished speaking in a muffled voice, he sighed.

The three of them followed Hengyuan out of the inner city and headed towards the Yangsheng Tang in the east of the city.During the process, Song Tingfeng discovered an interesting thing.

"Look at this monk, we walked fast, so he walked fast, always keeping a fixed distance, but he never looked back at us."

Of course it wasn't that Hengyuan had eyes in the back of his head, Xu Qi'an and the others sighed in their hearts: It's really a terrible spiritual sense.

Deliberately speeding up their pace, the four of them quickly arrived in the east of the city. This is a slum area full of low, dilapidated houses and people wearing old mended padded jackets.

They basked in the sun with yellow and emaciated faces, their eyes glazed over.The children here still have a bright light in their eyes, but their thin bodies, dirty faces, and eyes that always stare at people's wallets make people disgust them for no reason.

Xu Qi'an felt great hatred in his heart, but it was not aimed at these poor people and children, but at this environment.

In his previous life, he had seen many photos of war-torn areas. Poverty, hunger and chaos were the constant tone.Every time he sees similar photos and scenes, he will have a strong hatred, because he yearns for the good in his heart and is powerless to change these.

Probably the so-called impotent rage.

"Take care of your wallets, although they dare not and are unable to steal your money." Hengyuan's voice came from the front and continued:

"Here, don't give alms because you're embarrassing yourself."

He didn't explain the embarrassing situation.

I understand this, as long as I show goodwill, I will be a big fat sheep to them... Monk Hengyuan is afraid that we will become angry and hurt the poor here?Xu Qi'an speculated in his heart, and said:

"I rarely come to such a place, why don't I go to work?"

"Most of the people living in this kind of place are refugees without land. They may have had it before, but they couldn't stand the heavy corvee, so they chose to give up the land and come to the city to seek a living.

"But there is no living space for them in the city. From time to time, there will be catchers coming here to find fish. However, in order to survive, there are indeed some criminals among them."

Master Hengyuan explained in a calm tone.

While speaking, the four of them came to Yangshengtang, a very old courtyard, the plaque on the gate had already faded in the wind and frost.

"A few days ago, people from the government came to repair the courtyard, but I replaced the new plaque with the old one. It is too glamorous, and it may not be a good thing for the Yangshengtang. Three, please!"

After entering the Yangsheng Hall, Hengyuan led them inside, and said: "Master Xu, the poor monk knows that you are in trouble, I ask you for help, not to borrow money. I heard that you have a lot of friendship with the magicians of the Sitianjian, I want to ask you to help find the white-clothed warlocks and save a child."

Passing through the front yard, they entered the messy back yard and came to a woodshed.

The firewood room is covered with thick withered grass and quilts, a charcoal basin and a large bowl are placed in the corner, and a skinny black dog is curled up on the quilt.

Hearing the movement, the black dog moved, but failed to get up. It struggled to raise its head, and when it saw a stranger, its gray eyes subconsciously showed flattery, pitifully flattery, and said intermittently:

"Fortunate...Donghai, good luck...great profit."

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who were expressionless at first, froze suddenly.

As if struck by lightning, Xu Qi'an remembered some words he had said when he rescued No. [-] Hengyuan.

"This, this is... that child?" Xu Qi'an murmured.

"He can only say these eight words." Heng Yuan stared at the black dog with a compassionate face, "I rescued my junior brother Heng Hui when I was looking for him. Because of such miserable treatment, he won't live long. For a period of time, I used qi machine to warm and nourish his body, barely keeping him alive.

"But it can't last long. His health is very bad. He must be treated, otherwise he will die in three days at most. Ordinary doctors can't save him, only the warlocks of Sitianjian can. The poor monk has no choice but to ask Mr. Xu for help. "

Song Tingfeng opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps death is the best destination for him."

Hengyuan glanced at the gong, and said in a low voice: "Every day when the sun rises, his eyes are bright, and I can read the longing inside, because it is a pure hope that just wants to live.

"In the eyes of several people, he may be as insignificant as a weed in the yard. But even a small grass wants to live tenaciously."

Song Tingfeng was silent.

Xu Qi'an took a deep look at "Black Dog", "I see, I will invite the magician from Si Tianjian to see a doctor. Master... If you need money in the future, just come to me."

After finishing speaking, he added: "I will give up to three coins a day."

Three dollars a day?Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao were slightly moved. One must know that eight qian is one tael, and Xu Qi'an's monthly salary, if Lumi is not counted, is only four or five taels of real money.

Even in the inner city, you can live a relatively prosperous life.

Three dollars a day, one or two in three days, where did he get so much money?Oh, he has a thousand taels of gold from His Majesty, that's fine.

Hengyuan shook his head.

"Don't worry, the money came rightly, as if it was picked up for nothing." Xu Qi'an comforted.

Only then did Master Hengyuan nod, comforted the "black dog", led Xu Qi'an and the others back to the front yard, and said, "You two adults, wait a moment, I have something to say to Master Xu."

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao nodded, one turned around to tease the children who were hiding in the room and peeping at the guests, and the other talked to the old man sitting at the stone table in the yard basking in the sun.

Entering a simple house, Hengyuan closed the door, put his palms together and said, "Master Xu has a deep breath, full of energy, is he about to step into the realm of refining gods?"

He is so accurate?I only know that No. [-] is an eighth-rank monk, but I don't know how strong he is.I don't know his strengths yet, but he knows my depth...Xu Qi'an straightened his face: "What advice, Master?"

"Do you have a visual map?"

"some."

Master Hengyuan suddenly nodded, and said: "The poor monk is a monk, and I can't pay back Master Xu's money. Originally, I wanted to wait for you to reach the peak of Qi training, and give Master a visualization map.

"Since your lord has this method, let the poor monk change to a unique technique."

Heaven and Earth Slashing I have entered the classroom, the advantages and disadvantages of this unique skill are obvious...It is true that I should learn other unique skills to make up for my own shortcomings...Xu Qi'an cheered up, "Then thank you, master."

Heng Yuan nodded: "I'm an eighth-rank monk, and I don't know any mysterious magic in Buddhism. I only know a few offensive methods. The best thing I know is the Buddhist lion's roar."