This scene naturally fell in the eyes of everyone in the restaurant. Zhang Yinlong's expression changed. When he saw the beggar and the bowl, his eyes clearly showed a hint of shock.
Zhuang Buzhou frowned slightly and said with a hint of coldness: "As a spiritual master, he actually deceived ordinary people like this. Relying on his ability, he directly took other people's property and generously benefited from others' generosity. Don't do it to others if you don't want it. He did something generous, but he asked the owner of the buns for his opinion and demanded it by force. Isn't this what a beggar did? It's no different from a robber. Isn't there any rule among spiritual masters? "
This matter can be described as big or small, but what he saw was that the spiritual master did not abide by the rules, used his own abilities to seek benefits, and was generous to others. This kind of behavior was enough to make people disgusted.
When he came to this world, there were actually many professions he could do. Why did he choose to be a policeman? That was because, as a policeman, he was an official and could be exposed to more things that ordinary people could not. The most important thing was that he was a member of the officialdom. Yes, becoming a policeman can maintain order and abide by the rules.
Only by having rules can a place survive without real chaos.
No matter how corrupt the government or court is, there are certain rules that must be followed.
But now, the feeling towards the spiritual master suddenly became a little bad.
Spirit masters control abilities that ordinary people cannot control. They are transcendent and extraordinary. If such a person is not bound by rules and really wants to cause chaos, it will be a huge disaster.
"The Destiny Bowl, that is the Destiny Beggar. Has he been active in Daquan Mansion before? He actually came here. I have heard that he went to the Endless Sea. Why did he suddenly come back? It seems that he must have been born in the Red Mansion. News, I came back specially."
After Zhang Yinlong saw it, his eyes narrowed, and he could see a trace of strong shock. Obviously, this old beggar was definitely not an ordinary person. Moreover, he is someone he cannot afford to offend.
"Destiny Beggar, Endless Sea?"
A strange look appeared in Zhuang Buzhou's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and remembered it in his heart.
At this moment, the old beggar who was on the street suddenly turned his head to look at the restaurant. His eyes fell directly on Zhuang Buzhou, with a meaningful expression on his face. It seemed that what he just said had been absorbed by him. Hear it in your ears.
Zhuang Buzhou was secretly awe-inspiring.
In the old beggar's eyes, there was a vague pressure coming towards him.
This destiny beggar is by no means simple, not an ordinary spiritual master.
However, he will not be afraid.
Now that he has said it, he dares to bear it.
If you really want to form a grudge because of a few words, then it doesn't matter if you are an enemy.
"The Demon Suppressing Division is now established in Daliang. The Demon Suppressing Division recruits a large number of Spirit Controlling Masters and distributes them all over the country. They sign contracts with the Spirit Controlling Masters all over the world. They are not allowed to act wantonly in the ordinary world. The battles between the Spirit Controlling Masters only end with the Spirit Controlling Masters. In the meantime, mortals must not be affected. Once violated, the Demon Suppressor will take action to arrest them. However, the implementation of this ban is not very smooth. Those who are willing to comply will comply, and those who are unwilling will remain unscrupulous. But overall, it is still It is orderly and can maintain a certain degree of stability.”
Zhang Yinlong hesitated and said.
Obviously, it won't be that simple to restrain these spiritual masters with extraordinary abilities. After all, after possessing the ability, not everyone can control the expansion of desires brought by that power. The detachment of mind can be regarded as ordinary. The mentality of the common people as ants is not uncommon.
There were not many killings caused by this.
Many incidents are classified as strange events, but most spiritual masters know that many of them are caused by the spiritual masters themselves.
Most people who become spiritual masters with the help of cursed relics will be affected and their character will change. There will be various sequelae, and if they are serious, they will naturally embark on a path of wanton behavior. Therefore, order is just a layer of skin to maintain face.
If you really believe it, you might even die without knowing how.
Of course, it's still generally in order.
What happened to the destiny beggar in front of him was forcibly begging, which was nothing more than an ordinary thing.
If you can't even see this, then the world will be full of filth.
"Little brother, do you think there is anything inappropriate about what I just did?"
The old beggar suddenly grinned at Zhuang Buzhou.
Obviously, he had heard what he just said, and also noticed him. This was a question.
When Zhuang Buzhou heard this, he frowned slightly and walked downstairs directly to the street and walked to the bun shop.
"Zhuang, Zhuang is the boss. This beggar is showing off his ability and ignoring me. This is robbery, this is a robber. You have to make the decision for me." Liu Dashui was really grieving when he saw Zhuang Buzhou coming over. As if seeing a life-saving straw, he rushed over and shouted loudly.
"Boss Liu, I am no longer a head catcher. I have resigned from my official position to the county magistrate before, and now I am just an ordinary person."
Zhuang Buzhou patted Liu Dashui on the shoulder, shook his head and said.
"this........"
When Liu Dashui heard this, he didn't know what to do. My heart hurt, and I almost fainted again on the spot.
He could tell that the old beggar was no ordinary person. His strength was so unpredictable that he could actually hand out the buns by himself. Such a strange person and ordinary people like him cannot afford to offend him. Now that he can't even control the banker's mistakes, I'm afraid he will suffer this loss. There is a blockage in the heart, which is called uncomfortable.
"Haha, I'll eat your buns and give you a mud pill."
The old beggar glanced at Liu Dashui with a smile, suddenly reached out and rubbed his body continuously, and pulled out a dark ball from the creaking nest. As soon as the ball was taken out, a stench could be smelled, and the surrounding area The crowd couldn't help but retreat, it was unbearable. However, the old beggar laughed and threw the mud pill into Liu Dashui's mouth, and the mud pill melted in his mouth. Even if I want to vomit, I can't.
"you you you......."
Liu Dashui breathed a sigh of relief. He was completely helpless. I gave you buns for charity, but you actually gave me mud balls rubbed out from the dirt on your body. This is simply... too much bullying.
He pointed at the old beggar on the spot, his face turned purple and black, and he fell to the ground with a thud, already unconscious.
"Little brother."
The old beggar squinted at Zhuang Buzhou and asked, "What you said just now seems to be dissatisfied with me, old beggar. Could it be that you think I did something wrong just now?"
"Does the old-timer feel that what he did is right?"
Zhuang Buzhou asked, looking at Liu Dashui who fell to the ground, frowning slightly, but did not check immediately.
"The boss of this bun shop obviously has so many buns in the shop. I went to beg, an old beggar. I just asked for a bun to satisfy my hunger, but I was rejected. Isn't it disgusting to be so stingy? I'm punishing the old beggar. Great commandment, wouldn’t it be a good thing to change things in the future? Why would it be wrong?”
The old beggar didn't seem to feel that he was at fault.
"Any begging is based on voluntariness. Giving voluntarily is begging, and asking for it by force is robber."
"Although Boss Liu of the steamed bun shop is stingy, the steamed buns are his own. Giving them to you is out of affection and kindness. If he doesn't give them to you, that's his duty. He has no fault with anyone, but you forcefully ask for them and use your magical power to make them. People have to give. How is this approach different from banditry? When you are generous to others, have you ever thought that Boss Liu makes a living from this bun shop every day? If the buns are gone, his family will suffer Loss. Who will bear this loss?"
"Moreover, even if there is a donation, it should be done by Boss Liu himself, rather than an old man doing it on his behalf. It is too much to use such harsh methods on him now." Zhuang Buzhou took a deep breath and slowly said.
The act of putting sludge pills into his mouth was unacceptable to him.
Whatever it was, he refused.
"It's interesting. I didn't expect that there would be such an interesting young hero like you in this small place. Yes, it's really good."
The beggar Tianming looked at Zhuang Buzhou carefully, grinned, and had no intention of continuing to argue with him. Picking up the bowl, he turned around and walked into the crowd.
"My shoes are torn, my hat is torn, my clothes are torn."
"You laugh at me, he laughs at me. I am a beggar with a bowl and a stick."
"If you beg from heaven, you must give it to me."
"Begging for a bowl, giving a pill, there is no cause and effect between you and me."
.....................
Singing as he walked, he disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
It's like a senior expert in the world of games.
"oops!!"
At this time, Liu Dashui, who had fainted, suddenly let out a loud cry of pain: "It hurts me."
puff! !
He sat up from the ground, then opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood on the ground. The blackness on his face suddenly disappeared.
"Master, how are you? Why are you vomiting blood?"
Mrs. Liu saw it and asked quickly.
"Hey, I'm fine. Why doesn't my heart hurt?"
Liu Dashui touched his heart, his eyes full of surprise.
You know, he just had a burst of angina pectoris and fainted from the pain. He had been sick since he was a child, and it was a heart disease. He also asked Jiang Jiu to have acupuncture, and he had acupuncture several times, but the heart disease was incurable and could not be cured without medicine. Jiang Jiuzhen's medical skills can only control it, but cannot cure it. Usually, there will be a dull feeling of pain.
Just because he knew he had this disease, Liu Dashui had been working hard to make money over the years, not only to support his family, but also to have some savings left to support his wife and children in case of any accidents.
This is also the reason why he has always been extremely stingy and unwilling to give up a penny for profit.
But now, he found that his heart was beating so powerfully, and unprecedented vitality was emerging.
"Okay, could it be that my heart disease has been cured? How is this possible? How could it suddenly be cured? Could it be...that sludge pill?"
Liu Dashui murmured with a blank look on his face.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
This situation is so surprising.
"Quick, go ask Doctor Jiang."
Liu Dashui came to his senses and quickly gave instructions to Mr. Liu.
"Liu Dashui was ill, and his illness was cured?"
When Zhuang Buzhou heard his whisper, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
