Wang Qizheng's words made the man turn around and yell at him, "You know nothing!"
"Yo ho!"
Wang Qizheng stood up all of a sudden. His majestic body, which was more than two meters tall, brought an endless sense of oppression. Its shadow enveloped the thin family of three.
"You fucking say that again?!"
As a Qi practitioner, he can do whatever he wants while walking around the world, and there are still people talking to him like this? !
Forced by this tall body, the man subconsciously took a few steps back, sobered up and said, "Uncle, I didn't mean that. Are you outsiders?"
Zhang Fei
His appearance was very noble, and he quickly attracted the attention of the family of three. The man smiled and said: "If this man is a local, he will leave right after eating. We only want merit, not money. With merit, , we have everything, it doesn’t matter whether we have money or not.”
"What a fucking joke."
Wang Qizheng was angry: "You are going to starve to death, and you have everything. You just starve to death yourself. You want your wife and daughter to starve with you, right?"
Zhang Feixuan looked at him strangely. Why was this guy so angry today? But before he could speak, Song Yin spoke.
“The shopkeeper’s”
Song Yin put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked over, "What can I exchange for this merit, so that you would rather go hungry?"
"That can change a lot!"
The man's thin face gained a hint of vitality, "Lifespan! Gold and silver! Big house! Whatever you want, you can have it!"
"There is a family named Li in the east of the city. He was originally a hawker, but he was sincere and gave away rattan items for free for three years. After he accumulated enough merits, he made a wish and became a rich family, and there was a mountain of silver from the sky! At that time, we could I saw it all with my own eyes!”
"There is also a family named Zhao. The old man is almost dead, but he has worked hard for ten years and accumulated enough merit. Now he is one hundred and twenty years old and he is still alive!"
Speaking of excitement, the man's excited hands rose and fell, as if he was thinking about a bright future: "As long as you have enough merit, even if you want to become an immortal, I can change it!"
"Fuck you!"
Wang Qizheng's eyes widened, his fists clenching loudly, and he was about to punch him. However, the man, who was already weak, suddenly became excited and felt dizzy. He was frightened by the fist and sat down directly on the ground.
"Wang Laotu!"
At this time, Zhang Feixuan suddenly drank.
"Why the hell are you calling me!"
Wang Qizheng stopped his fist and looked over there unhappily, but soon he realized something and immediately retracted his hand and stood upright.
"Uncle, uncle, don't do it, don't do it."
At this time, the woman reacted and shouted, ran to the man and stretched out her hands to block him, begging Wang Qizheng for mercy: "Please be kind and don't do anything. My husband has been hungry for a long time and he really can't stand it anymore."
The little girl also stumbled over, hugged the man, and cried: "Don't hit my dad, I'm not hungry anymore, dad, mom, I'm not hungry anymore."
"Daughter!"
The woman cried out, hugging her daughter and bursting into tears: "Don't blame your parents, don't blame your parents!"
The man was frightened by this, and his eyes became empty. He sat on the ground dejectedly, looking at his daughter and couldn't help but shed tears.
The three of them looked miserable, but Wang Qi, who was tall and had a ferocious face, looked like a freeloader who wanted to beat others.
Although he often does this, the situation is different now.
He opened his mouth, looked at Song Yin helplessly, and said aggrievedly: "Brother, I just wanted to scare him, I didn't do anything."
Song Yin ignored Wang Qizheng and asked the family of three:
"Eating by yourself doesn't conflict with your daily good deeds, right?"
"It's not that I don't want to eat, it's that I can't afford it."
The wailing woman raised her hand and said: "I had some money at home before, but this merit meal cost too much. When it was time for the meal, everyone in the city came. After a while, the money was gone."
"Later, I had no other choice, so I went outside the city to get some wild vegetables, and picked up some scraps that were not needed in big restaurants, and we just made do."
"Originally, those guests could still leave some leftovers, so we could deal with it, but we have been unlucky these past two days. The guests who came to eat didn't leave anything, so they were just so hungry."
Song Yin frowned: "I see that there are many good people in this city. As soon as I arrived, someone wanted to entertain us for food and accommodation, even without using medicine. Since everyone in the city seeks merit, why not ask for help from others? "
The woman shook her head: "It's not that we don't want to, it's really not possible. But this matter of merit is related to ourselves. If we accept the kindness of others, our merit will be offset over and over again, which is no different from collecting money."
"My lord, this is my great merit, the great merit of doing good to others!"
The man reacted at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, "Masters, this meal is really free, please be kind and finish it!"
"no."
Zhang Feixuan smacked his lips and said curiously: "I don't know when this merit will be achieved, you will starve to death, and you still want to get rich and live longer? Isn't this picking up sesame seeds and throwing away watermelons?"
"It's not about getting rich and longevity, no."
The woman's expression became even more miserable. She lowered her head and touched her daughter's head and said, "My husband was not like this before. He was a good person before, not so crazy. I used to be paid by my family's food shop, and my life was very good. Wait. When my daughter grows up, she can find an honest and reliable person to marry, and this life is enough."
"Master Pude of Mingtang Temple is a true immortal who is kind to others and saves all sentient beings. However, my husband has never thought about seeking merit. He has no such intention. He often tells me that I don't steal or rob, just do things seriously and live a good life. "
At this point, the woman shed more tears and choked up: "It's just that for some reason, my little girl contracted a serious illness and almost died. The doctors in the medicine shop were also helpless. My husband had no choice but to ask Master Pude. After he came back, he started to He made a merit meal, and he said that this was the only way to keep his little girl alive."
"Before, my little girl was also hungry, so I gritted my teeth and collected the money for a meal and gave it to my little girl. But after collecting the money, my little girl got sick again. In order to prevent her from getting seriously ill again, I had to keep doing this. I don’t dare to charge for the merit meal, I just hope that if I accumulate enough merit, my daughter’s illness will be cured.”
"But as time went by, my husband changed a bit."
The woman looked towards her husband, but at this time the man just lowered his head, looked at his hands, smiled unconsciously, and kept murmuring:
"Great merit, great merit in doing good to others. My little daughter is saved, I am going to get rich, I want to live to be one hundred and two, hahaha"
He looked so crazy that even Wang Qizheng couldn't bear to look at him.
Zhang Feixuan shook his folding fan and said nothing, just sneered in his heart.
Although he didn't know how the Mingtang Temple practiced specifically, judging from the family's behavior, it was clear that the Mingtang Temple was indeed
Righteous way!
(End of chapter)
