"Just a little? Why is there such a small increase, is there something wrong with my approach? Huang Xiaohao felt very wrong, the donations in the past thirty years added up to less than 500 yuan, and they were able to accumulate more than 100 merit points, why is it almost 100 yuan to beggars now, but it only adds a little merit value.

Seeing the way the little Taoist was frowning and staring at himself, the old beggar moved to the side slightly unnaturally, and a few words of thanks came out of his mouth.

Originally, Huang Xiaohao was just thinking about things in his heart, and he didn't pay attention to the beggar in front of him, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed his small movements, but his heart lit up, and he blurted out: "It turns out that you are a fake cripple!" ”

Huang Xiaohao took a closer look, the old beggar's left leg looked lame at first glance, but if he looked carefully, he was sure that it was just a little makeup and pretend, and a discerning person could see it carefully. Moreover, the living conditions of people in ancient times were not good, and it was easy to look old, and the beggar in front of Huang Xiaohao looked old, but the actual age should be between forty and fifty years old.

"In other words, the beggar in front of him is an able-bodied adult who can support himself by labor, but he pretends to be lame and begs out of the mentality of not working hard." Huang Xiaohao came to a conclusion in his heart, "So I gave him a tael of silver, so that he would only increase a little merit value, whether this is because of the comfort point given by affirming my good deeds or whether the beggar really needs a little help, there is no need to delve into it." ”

However, these conclusions are only drawn because of the beggar in front of him, which is not representative, and if you want to get more and more accurate conclusions, you have to find more people to do experiments.

"It's a pity that the mobile phone doesn't explain which behaviors can get more merit points, it's too vague, and everything has to be explored by yourself." Huang Xiaohao sighed in his heart, and the mobile phone only replied with a sentence on how to obtain merit points, "There is merit in the way of heaven, and the world is successful", and you have to rely on yourself to do what you do.

was debunked by Huang Xiaohao's words about the fact that he was lame, the beggar put the silver in the broken bowl into his pocket, stood up quickly and drilled into the alley next to him, and in a few blinks of an eye, it was gone, and the neatness of his hands and feet could be seen.

Huang Xiaohao didn't have the heart to recover one or two pieces of silver, but he still needed to find more beggars to verify the conclusion in his heart.

After spending two taels of silver and buying dozens of meat buns, Huang Xiaohao carried them to the beggar's nest that he heard.

The beggar's nest is in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city, and after Huang Xiaohao arrived, he didn't talk nonsense, and directly distributed the buns he bought to twenty or thirty beggars of all sizes to ensure that everyone could get at least one. The nearby temples and Taoist temples occasionally have the act of giving porridge and giving alms, so Huang Xiaohao's behavior is not surprising, and all the beggars happily accept the meat buns given by Huang Xiaohao.

When subcontracting, Huang Xiaohao was always paying attention to the mobile phone interface in his mind, observing the changes in merit value. Some beggars with sound limbs who can work only bring Huang Xiaohao a little merit. And some beggars who are too young and old, or who are disabled and cannot support themselves by labor, bring Huang Xiaohao more merit points, from two o'clock, five o'clock, to ten o'clock. This also verifies Huang Xiaohao's guess just now, helping those who really need it will bring more merit value.

To sum up, the dozens of meat buns bought for two taels of silver brought Huang Xiaohao an income of 55 merit points.

After dividing the buns, Huang Xiaohao didn't stay, and left the broken temple directly. There were indeed some very poor people in it, like blind little beggars, old beggars with broken legs, who might have starved to death in a few days if they hadn't been for the help of other beggars who had been huddled together to keep warm.

Huang Xiaohao also pitied these people, but he was just an otaku with a bit of a moral bottom line, let him give a few dollars when he passed by and saw it, and he couldn't do good deeds wholeheartedly like a compassionate and compassionate person.

Moreover, these poor people are a common phenomenon in all dynasties and generations, and in every world, and it is not a fact that can be changed by a single person. It will only gradually decrease with the development of productive forces and the progress of society. Therefore, Huang Xiaohao will not be proud of helping them, and there will be no psychological pressure if he does not help.

Even if he is doing good deeds and accumulating merit now, which is directly related to the function of his mobile phone and his cultivation skills, he does not have any eagerness to do good deeds, accumulate merits, or cultivate exercises.

Huang Xiaohao is an ordinary otaku mentality, he has no lofty goals, no ambitions, as long as his small life is safe and stable. Even if he can travel through the Ten Thousand Worlds and cultivate into an immortal now, Huang Xiaohao is not slow, holding the idea of taking one step at a time, visiting the Ten Thousand Worlds, eating, drinking and having fun. He didn't have the mind to create countless forces, unify the ten thousand worlds, or cultivate to the highest level, standing above the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons.

"That's too tiring! With that kung fu, it is better to play a few more qualifying games, but unfortunately I don't have to play for the time being. Huang Xiaohao thought about the kind of killing gods and destroying Buddhas in some novels, killing the protagonist who was at the peak with sparks and lightning all the way, and felt that he really couldn't do it, and if he had that spare time, he might as well think about what to eat at night.

Thinking like this, Huang Xiaohao felt really hungry again. At noon, because Ryazan was fighting with someone in the restaurant, he didn't eat enough, and after walking so many distances back and forth, he had already digested the little stock in his stomach. Huang Xiaohao felt that after his body became stronger, the amount of food seemed to have increased a lot.

After returning to Foshan County, Huang Xiaohao did not go to those high-end restaurants again, but found a roadside stall that looked cleaner. He knew that he shouldn't be able to touch the kind of good thing at noon now, and considering that he didn't have much money on him, he should save some flowers. After eating three bowls of wonton noodles in a row, Huang Xiaohao was able to fill his stomach, and the cost was not much, only a dozen dollars.

After paying the bill, Huang Xiaohao counted the only more than ten taels of silver left on his body, seeing that the sun was in the west and the sky was dark, he thought about where to stay.

There are several Taoist temples near Foshan, and if Huang Xiaohao is a Taoist priest with an ID card, that is, a certificate issued by the government, he can go there to settle down, but unfortunately he doesn't. In this world, he is just a black household without any identification. The inn is everywhere, but the fees are not low, and Huang Xiaohao's money can't last for a few days. It is also difficult to find a cheap house to rent temporarily.

Thinking about it, when he was at a loss, Huang Xiaohao suddenly thought of Liang Erdi, the actor of the opera troupe he saw in the morning, and the reincarnated doppelganger of the first eyebrow in this world.

After carefully flipping through the immortal cultivation reference materials passed to him by his master in his mind, Huang Xiaohao found that although the reincarnated ghost immortal clone did not have the mana memory of the deity, he still had some subtle inductions for things with the breath of the deity.

And the Maoshan jade pendant hanging around Huang Xiaohao's neck has the breath of the four of their masters, and when Liang Erdi sees him, he will naturally have a sense of closeness at first sight.

"In that case, before leaving this world, let's follow the master's doppelganger." With the idea of defecting to the master's doppelganger Liang Erdi, eating and drinking, Huang Xiaohao went straight to the location of the theater troupe by the river.

By the time we arrived at the troupe, it was already completely dark. Huang Xiaohao was surprised to find that after not seeing him for most of the day, more than a dozen small stalls and vendors had appeared in the open space outside the troupe, selling food, drinking and small objects, forming a small night market, where people came and went, and it was quite lively.

The Lefengnian opera troupe has already started, singing "Wu Song and Pan Jinlian". When Huang Xiaohao arrived, there were few seats left, and he spent a few pennies to buy seats in the last row, and Huang Xiaohao entered the troupe without attracting anyone's attention.

"This wine is neither sweet nor sour, just what you want from the second uncle~!"

"In this way, let it go~!"

"It's better to catch it!"

"Put it down!"

As soon as Huang Xiaohao entered the studio, he saw Liang Erdi singing on stage. He plays the role of Hua Dan Pan Jinlian, who is pinching his throat and twisting his body to seduce Wu Song.