After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

......

There was a constant stream of discussion.

In the porridge stall.

Li Mo was as busy as a top. He had to distribute the porridge and rice by himself and observe with his divine eyes at the same time.

He is also strange.

He just said he wanted to do good deeds, and didn't introduce himself.

How come everyone knows his identity?

foreseeable.

After today, he is likely to become a well-known good man in Ziyang City.

"Who told them that I opened the charity?"

Li Mo handed the food out and turned back:

"Brother Murong, do you have any ideas?"

“I don’t know…”

Murong Xiao's voice was hoarse and he didn't finish his words for a long time.

Li Mo shook his head and started to make porridge with a bowl again.

At the same time, the Eye of Destiny opens:

[Name: Lu Ning]

【Age: 21】

【Root bone: None.】

[Realm: Mortal.]

【Destiny: Gray.】

【Evaluation: Ambitious but lacking in talent.】

[Recent experience: Originally from a wealthy family, he went into business without telling his family. He lost all his money and was too embarrassed to return home, so he ended up wandering around the city and became a beggar.]

Hand a small bag of rice to the beggar who deliberately covered his face.

Li Mo sighed softly, "Go home early. It's better to bow to your family than to bow to them for a few pieces of rice."

The man took the rice bag with trembling hands and thanked Li Mo softly.

"Have you ever seen a beggar with a wound on his chest, bright eyes, and a stuttering mouth?"

"To Mr. Li, I have never seen him."

"Okay, go ahead."

Student Xiao Li is a little worried.

He had seen quite a few beggars this morning.

Some people pretended to be poor to receive charity rice, and some went to Beijing to take the imperial examination but failed. It can be said that they have seen all kinds of life.

But unfortunately, the person I was looking for was nowhere to be found.

Could it be that little beggar who wasn’t mixed up with the other beggars?

Or maybe there was something wrong with the information Bingtuozi provided?

Just as I was thinking this.

"Mr. Li, thank you."

Lower your head.

There was a thin little beggar, about seven or eight years old, standing there timidly.

"Can you carry the rice?"

"Uh-huh."

When handing him the bag of rice, Li Mo noticed a small claw mark on his clothes.

Looking at the little beggar again, he pursed his lips and closed his eyes, as if he was ready to be beaten.

"It's okay, I'll just wash it later."

Li Mo laughed in silence.

“You...are such a good person...”

"Have you ever seen a beggar who stutters, has bright eyes, and has a wound on his chest?"

Li Mo asked casually.

"Hmm? Do you know Sister Stutter?"

The little beggar's eyes widened.

"Stuttering sister?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows.

He was about to ask again.

The little beggar suddenly covered his mouth, as if he had done something wrong, and ran into the crowd in panic.

But his information was of great importance in the eyes of Li Mo's God of Destiny:

[Name: Meng Can]

【Age: 7】

【Root bone: None.】

[Realm: Mortal.]

【Destiny: Black.】

[Evaluation: His body is like weeds, his life is thinner than paper. Although he may meet a noble person, he has no noble life.]

[Recent encounter: Stuttering sister fell ill, so he went out to beg alone. He encountered the notorious bandit Cui Peng, who unknowingly left a mark on Li Mo, the true disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, and was about to be silenced.]

Mud Corner Alley.

Cui Peng leaned against a crooked tree, as if waiting for something.

"Kill Li Mo, stain it with the blood of genius, and my blood sword will be able to reach a higher level."

"I just don't know, besides the Murong family, are there any other masters around him..."

When he was talking to himself.

A yellow-haired mouse climbed up from his trouser leg to his shoulder.

After a few squeaks, a sinister arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The little beggar successfully left his scent on the other person.

In this way, he can use the alien rats as spies to find out all the information about the opponent.

This includes the martial arts the other person is good at, whether he has a teacher or mentor, and his daily living habits.

"When you know a person completely, you can kill him easily."

Cui Peng lightly brushed past the bloody knife beneath his robe, his heart burning with heat.

tread--

Not far away, footsteps were heard.

Cui Peng looked up and saw the little beggar he had ordered over.

Since the purpose has been accomplished.

Then there is no need for this little beggar to live.