The family is full of wine and food, and there are two people on the road. Kyushu Yijian Zhi took Xiao San to kick the door of the original partner's mother's house, and the disaster alone was pulled by Leng Yun in the city and led to an unknown place.

"Hey, Salvation Academy? What are you bringing me here for? I'd like to have a good chat with that peacock. Woe Leaned under the tree at the door, puzzled. If the laughing sword can be recovered now, one or two more tricks can be used to kill the Destruction Realm.

"That self-proclaimed messenger of Ben Raider, I always feel weird about him, you'd better not get too close to him." Leng Yun frowned, took out a roll of paper from his arms, and looked at it seriously.

"The announcement of the Salvation Academy, people with lofty ideals and talents from all over the world," Woe walked around Leng Yun's back and snooped with his height advantage, "Yo, I don't see it, Miss Leng still wants to be an engineer of the human soul." The conditions are limited, the salary is not available, one meal a day, I hope to forgive me, the white wolf with empty gloves, but there is enough honesty. "Woe alone is examined word by word.

For the first time, Leng Yun was so close to a man, so he stuffed the recruitment paper into the woe and walked alone, tiptoe two steps and escaped. But he accidentally touched the bronze bell hanging on the tree, and the crisp sound echoed by the river.

"I say you little devils! Why are you so naughty! An old gentleman with a white beard waved a ring ruler and dragged a lame leg, and scolded the two of them angrily. Woe alone spread his hands and pushed Leng Yun over.

The old gentleman ran at first, then became walking, and finally slowly, as if touching the light switch at night, slowly leaned over, and finally squinted his eyes and looked at the old man for a long time without moving, "I'm sorry, two, the old man is dizzy, and mistakenly thinks that the two are ruffians who often come to make trouble." ”

Learn from thousands of things, learn to be a real person. For this kind of real "treasure" that does not rely on the old and sells the old, it is really not malicious at all, "The old gentleman is serious, and we also mistakenly moved the class bell, I hope that the student's studies will not be delayed." patted Leng Yun on the back, cold and glamorous, and now she is shy, maybe she is isolated from the world, she has no experience in job hunting at all.

The old gentleman is five meters away, and the people and animals are not changing, so naturally he can't see the small movements of the disaster alone, the old man is difficult to bend over, bend his knees, and tilt his head up with great effort, "Don't delay, don't delay, see Master Mo is too he comes, and he should also get out of class." As soon as he turned his head, a steaming snack cart stall creaked over, and the huge sign blocked the people behind the cart, and I really don't know why a half-man tall car has such a big sign as a sail.

"Mushroom soup?" Woe Duxing snorted, "It smells good, do you want to have a copy of Miss Leng?" "The stomach is a bottomless pit, and the meal of sixty-eight taels totaling more than 12,000 yuan seems to have no stomach just now.

"I said, this gentleman, give the old man a face, and go elsewhere to buy some better food." The old gentleman's eyes were not good, but his ears were very smart, and he was anxious when he heard the words of the lonely man, and he didn't breathe evenly, and he couldn't stand steadily holding on to the willow tree.

"Okay, good, I won't buy it, old man, I won't buy it, and my friend won't buy it, so you're going well." Woe alone walked an arrow to hug the old gentleman, patted his back, and watched his face turn from white to red, "Cough forehead, puff, oops, a mouthful of old phlegm clears out, much more comfortable, young man, don't be so nervous, let go, I still have a job." Pushing away the hand of the lonely man, the old gentleman took out a few pennies from his arms, touched it again and again, "People are old, everything is closed, and even counting money is so troublesome." It seemed that he was frustrated by his own weakness, and the old gentleman said with a sense of depression.

A copper plate slipped out of the old gentleman's fingers, and the old gentleman wanted to reach out to grab it, but the rest of the copper plates were also scattered, and the round Kong Fang brothers scattered and fled, making the old gentleman as helpless as Tom who met ten Jerry, and could only sigh, "I'm really useless." Carefully tucking the patched gown into the straw rope belt, the old gentleman noticed that the old gentleman was still a pair of trousers in the early spring. The winter in the north is rough and simple cold, and in the south it is wet like maggots attached to the bones, so it seems that the lame leg is probably frozen and crippled.

"Sir, let's pick it up for you." Without waiting for the old gentleman to say anything, he grabbed a few copper plates in his hand, and then gave Leng Yun a look and motioned her to continue looking.

"There are a total of nine copper plates, all of which are the children's lunch money, please two of you must find them back." The old gentleman was so old that he couldn't pick it on his shoulders or lift it in his hands, and he didn't have anywhere to find out about these copper plates. Therefore, when they say these things, they also hope that they will have some conscience.

Woe alone walked with his hands behind his back, several copper plates were thrown to the ground, a piece of silver was torn into nine parts by him, and one by one pinched into a copper plate, the Buddha's refining and casting art was used to make small money, maybe it was a bit overkill, but if the monk who created this casting technique in the first place saw that the means used to build weapons could benefit the people, he must have been very happy.

"Old man, I found it, nine, one is not a lot." Woe Duxing pretended to "take" the copper plate from Leng Yun's hand, held it in his hand and handed it to the old gentleman.

"Thank you, thank you so much, Mrs. Mo~ Hey! Don't hurry up yet. The person was happy and angry, and the old gentleman waved at the stall with the money in his hand.

"Come on, come on, tell the old man how many times you, I'm Mrs. Mo, not Mrs. Mo. Mushroom soup to cure all diseases. Complement deficiency to warm the stomach, there are mountain delicacies to add seafood, drink more and eat more to be in good health, and a hundred Wen is really not expensive......" The standard chef's figure, the Western-style chef's clothes that are out of place with the surroundings, the two sides of the roundabout, and the hair of the master, this Master Mo is really distinctive. "Old man, is it still the same nine bowls of soup?" The fat man is popular, and Master Mo is too sullen to open the first-class stoneware bowl, spoonful by spoon until it is full, and it looks like it will overflow when touched. He took out a few small bowls, opened the rice bucket, and filled each bowl to the brim, piling them up like a pyramid.

Ding Ding Ding ~ "It's time to eat after class!" The old gentleman shook the bell and called out to the students, and he could feel that during the time that the old gentleman was away, none of the dozen or so students in it stopped to read, and they all shook their heads and read aloud. Hearing the gentleman ring the bell, he reluctantly came out to eat one by one.

"They are all children of poor families." Leng Yun whispered to the calamity. "Hmm." Woe Duxing watched a few young people drinking soup with a soup bowl, several big ones drinking a bowl together, and eating white rice together, and suddenly felt that the sixty-eight taels of transfer meal was a little scorching.

There are a few lines of small characters under that trick, saying that rice can be added, and I saw that Mrs. Mo was adding bowls and bowls, and I knew that he was also a good person, as the saying goes, half the size of the child eats Lao Tzu to death, and Jiuwen money sells so many things, I am afraid that I will die at a loss.

"Well, I'm sorry......" the old gentleman was gagged by a spoonful of hot soup from the magician, "I said you are an old pedant, you are really an old man with a light bulb, can't you see the rice I wrote?" Don't talk nonsense, give money! ”

"Oh, nine cents, you can put it away." The magician took the money in his hand, checked it, and took a deep look at the calamity and coldness.