The rest of the old beggars who were bullying the little beggar were all turned into [beep] mud horses by Li Yun's sheep transformation technique, and the time limit was ten days, and the old beggar Li Yun, who was the leader of the bullying Xiaoqing, was set to sincerely repent by the way of the sheep transformation technique, if he didn't repent for ten days... I can only be a grass and mud horse forever.

Li Yun continued to look at the alpaca in front of him, his face was light and cloudy without any fluctuations, in fact, the fluctuations in his heart were quite large, and he used the sheep transformation technique for Mao, and he actually turned the person in front of him into a grass mud horse.

At this time, the grass and mud horse ran outside in terror, trying to escape from this place as soon as possible...

After a long time, Li Yun said in a suffrage.

"Why did it become this..."

"Because the old beggar is of South American descent. The system said indifferently: "Maybe you will turn a Westerner into a Siberian black sheep?"

"It turns out that the sheep transformation technique is still divided into bloodlines..."

Li Yun felt that the slots in this were not ordinary full, and they would become different sheep according to different bloodline regions, which could be regarded as a great discovery of this sheep transformation technique...

Liu Yanli, who came first, was only shocked by the scene of this living person turning into an alpaca, although she was a little mentally prepared, she couldn't help but say: "Actually turning a living person into a [beep] mud horse, this is a distortion of human nature or a moral degradation, I didn't expect you to have this kind of bad taste, it's really uplifting... I admire and admire it, but the image of the mud horse is really suitable for that thing, after all, it is garbage and can bully children, it is simply social scum. ”

Li Yun ignored Liu Yanli's complaints, and Uncle Song, who came after him, didn't see this living person turning into a grass and mud horse, only saw Xiao Qingzheng, who was scarred and couldn't stand on the ground, looking at a few people with a look of fear and vigilance.

Uncle Song came very slowly, because he had two steaming meat buns in his hand, and he had just turned back to the steamed bun shop and brought them to serve as lunch.

The buns are very fragrant, the smell of oil and water is very strong, and they are really full of stuffed buns, which belong to the buns of a clean bun shop-

Uncle Song handed the bun to Xiaoqing and smiled gently.

"I'm hungry... Let's eat some steamed buns..."

"I... I can't eat my uncle's buns..."Xiaoqing eased up at this time, seeing the fragrant buns in front of her, and Uncle Song who was ugly but smiling gently, tears couldn't stop flowing, and he snorted and said, "Uncle is already very difficult... I can't always eat my uncle's buns... If you really eat the uncle out of business... So what do you do. ”

Not far away, there are some shivering little beggars...

Uncle Song was slightly stunned when he looked at Xiaoqing who was hungry to death and refused to eat steamed buns.

...

[Little guy, why don't you eat steamed buns? 】

[No, the uncle has helped so many people, and you still have to run this bakery...]

[Haha, little kid, you talk a lot, how could your uncle and I go out of business because of this little, obediently, eat this bun. ] 】

[That... Then I'll eat it... No, I can't eat it!]

[Eat if you are told to eat... Anyway, you are very similar to me back then, and it was my adoptive mother who found me who was begging...]

...

"It's the same reason as my uncle, little one. Uncle Song smiled, put the bun down, and said, "If it weren't for the fact that I was still a virgin, I would have thought you were my daughter... Even this aspect is exactly the same. ”

Speaking of this, Xiaoqing cried even more fiercely, tears couldn't stop flowing, and she said while crying.

"Uncle Ugly is so miserable... It's miserable... Fifty years old is still a virgin... Woo..."

"No, your uncle and I are only in our early 40s this year, okay, not 50 years old... No, an explanation makes me even more miserable, okay? Uncle Song smiled bitterly and touched his smooth and round Mediterranean head, and said, "It's just because I've been a little tired all these years that I'm bald..."

Until the end, Xiaoqing didn't eat the big meat bun, and Uncle Song was also very stubborn not to take the bun, seeing that the big meat bun was about to be wasted, Xiaoqing could only reluctantly accept the bun, and finally gave it to the little beggar who had just been snatched away by the old beggar.

"Thank you..."

The little beggar thanked him and began to devour the buns, and finally gave half of the buns to his younger brother, who was not full.

Looking at this scene, Uncle Song smiled.

"Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry... Probably not hungry, I can find food on my own, and I don't need buns too much. Xiao Qing looked at the bun over there and just swallowed her saliva, turned her head to hold back her appetite.

Uncle Song didn't dislike it, so he directly found a place to sit down, looking at the look of nostalgia around him.

Under the old bridge, a place where homeless people, especially children, gathered, took refuge from the wind and cold.

"Little guy, do you know why, I only sell cheap buns to the little beggars, not to the old guys?" Uncle Song suddenly asked Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing hesitated, nodded, shook her head again, and finally said uncertainly: "Could it be... Is it because the old beggars are ugly?"

"Haha, it's definitely not that the old beggar is ugly, I'm so ugly myself, I can't find my mother-in-law when I'm so big, where can I be qualified to say that others are ugly. Uncle Song shook his head, did not answer immediately, but took out a cigarette and smoked it.

Seeing this, Li Yun next to him said with a smile: "I'm afraid, it's because the old beggars have hands and feet, and have the ability to work, compared to you, they don't want to live well, and you can't live well, there is a very essential difference... It's like the old beggars who bullied you before. ”

"They have the strength of their hands and feet, but they still have the ability to work, but they don't want to change their lives, but they rely on begging to get by, you say, if you were Uncle Song, would you give them cheap buns? so that they can exchange the garbage they pick up everywhere for buns..."

Xiaoqing shook her head decisively, not because of anything else, but because those old beggars who snatched buns were not ordinary annoyance...

At this time, Xiaoqing was also rumbling in her stomach, thinking that it was time to find something to eat, and those leftovers couldn't fill her stomach at all.

"Uncle, I'm looking for something to eat, let's chat again next time..."

"Wait a minute, little one. Uncle Song suddenly looked at Xiaoqing and said, "Do you know what's the difference between an adult and a child." ”

"It's... What is it..."

"Adults can get what they want by laboring, but children can't... But you're not your average child. Uncle Song looked at Xiaoqing and grinned: "Do you want to try? ”

Xiaoqing's face shook slightly...

If it's on your own...