Broken temple

"Alright, today's cloth is sold out. Girl, let's go! The big guy invites you to eat. ”

In this way, Yang Cang took Ying Meng to a bun shop. A bun costs three cents. The owner is a kind old lady with a few patches on her clothes and doesn't look rich. But it is indeed a bit expensive to buy a bun for three dollars, but Yang Cang did not bargain. Yang Cang used all the money to buy ten buns. Then he took Shadow Dream around and around to a dilapidated alley. Compared to the prosperity outside, this place is inevitably too bad. A dilapidated house, littered with garbage, and a foul stench in the air.

"Come out, little ones. Boss, I'm here to deliver food to you. Yang Cang shouted loudly.

Suddenly broke through the dilapidated house, and more than a dozen children ran out of it. They were dressed in tattered clothes and excitedly gathered around Yang Cang. Yang Cang took out nine buns and threw them at them.

"No thanks, thank Dade quickly. This tone is almost charitable. It didn't hurt the children around them, they scrambled to grab these buns.

"There's no need to fight, and I don't lack these buns. "I don't care about the tone. If Ying Meng didn't know that he only had ten buns, she would probably believe that he really didn't lack these buns.

After dividing the buns, Yang Cang took Ying Meng to a ruined temple. This is his home. Its corners and eaves are covered with dust, and with the dead trees on both sides that are rotting like white bones, it looks very gloomy. A gust of wind blew, the whole temple crumbled, the carved window lattices faintly made the sound of crushing walnuts, and the broken white curtains began to flutter restlessly, accompanied by the melody of the wind blowing through the holes in the wall like a horror picture.

Yang Cang took out the only remaining bun, broke it in half, and handed the larger one to Ying Meng.

"Hurry up and eat. After a busy day, it's time to be hungry. ”

Shadow Dream is actually quite curious. Obviously, Yang Cang was also hungry, why did he give his buns to a group of children who had nothing to do with him?

Yang Cang seemed to see Ying Meng's doubts and said with a smile. "They are all orphans. Abandoned like me. I was also lucky that someone reached out to help me. I don't have much, and I don't lack these. Why give it to them?"

In the fairy world, everyone emphasizes helping others, and those immortals who are upright give a small amount of alms to others when they have a surplus. And Yang Cang, a market hooligan, will use all his power to help children who have nothing to do with it. It's ironic.

"Okay, let's eat it!" Yang Cang finished speaking, and then killed the half of the bun in his hand. When I turned around, I found that Ying Meng was holding it in both hands, and the half of the bun was eaten in small bites.

"Why are you eating so slowly, hurry up, hurry up and solve it. Swallow it as quickly as I did. ”

It may be that his expression is too fierce and his attitude of speaking is too ruthless. Kagemu reflexively swallowed the rest of the bun, only to choke.

Yang Cang hurriedly handed over a glass of water.

"Why are you so weak, you can choke on a bag, and then follow me." I'm covering you, I tell you, I'm a genius with twenty gold pills. Some people don't necessarily reach a level in their lifetime. ”

Ying Meng was slightly stunned, did he care about her? Everyone used to think that she was iron, and seemed to forget that she was actually a child who needed to be taken care of. Hearing Yang Cang say, twenty golden pills are geniuses, and his nineteen Xuan Immortals should be able to cover him.

"Whoever is powerful is the boss? I am also very talented, I am a three-year-old Yuanying, a five-year-old soaring, nineteen-year-old Xuanxian or you call me the boss, I will cover you. ”

As soon as Yang Cang heard that his newly accepted little brother wanted to kick his nose in the face and snatch his position as the boss, he suddenly jumped up and said.

"Grass, I originally thought it was the same name, but it turns out that you are the waste wood Xuan Xian. You may have been better than me in the past, but now that you have no aura around you, you shouldn't have been deposed. ”