"Fire escape, the technique of fireball!

Water escape, water dragon bomb!

Earth escape, earth flow wall! ”

Zilai also sealed his hands and shouted again: "Thunder, thunder and light." ”

A small thunderbolt the thickness of a baby's finger fell from the sky, causing passers-by to stop and watch the performance of this year-old child curiously.

"Brothers, sisters, grandparents, uncles and aunts, those who have money hold a money field, and those who don't have money hold a personal field!" ”

A large group of ordinary people gathered in front of Jiraiya, looking curiously at the little boy in front of them.

"Hey, kid, whose child are you?" ”

Some people asked curiously.

"Alas, this world is not very peaceful, such a young child has learned acrobatics, looking at his skinny appearance, I'm afraid he was also abducted by human traffickers, it's so pitiful, little friend, Auntie, I will give you two copper coins."

A woman in her thirties and forties buried her head indifferently, sighed, and put two copper coins into Jiraiya's bowl.

Jiraiya smiled at the woman and spat out a small fireball.

"Well, I've heard that these children will be starved if they don't get the money, and even those who will be beaten by the crumbs." Another worried old woman looked at the little Jiraiya and said with a sigh.

The people next to him talked about it, and they were more or less upset about Xiaozilai.

This made Zilai feel very embarrassed, and looking at the tattered old woman in Yishan, he also felt very sorry in his heart.

The old woman lowered her body, took out two silver coins from her tattered sleeve, and after looking at them quietly for a while, she sighed and put them in the bowl in front of Jiraiya.

Jiraiya looked at the old woman who stood up, shook his head, picked up the two silver coins in the bowl, and silently returned them to the old woman.

"I'm not an abducted child, I'm just here to make a living, there's no need for this, your old man should keep it for himself and enjoy his old age."

The old woman glanced at Jiraiya thoughtfully, and still gave him a silver coin, on the grounds that he was a good boy, which made Jiraiya smile bitterly, but also remembered the old man because of it.

"Old man, your surname?" Jiraiya asked.

The old woman touched Zi Laiye's head kindly, and said with a kind face: "My name is Qiandaoliu, you really look like my son when he was young, he is so good!" ”

"Uh-uh" Zilai also blushed a little to accept this praise, he didn't hear anyone praise him like this in his former world, most of them were scolding the lewd thief, you thief-eyed guy, just when he wanted to say something, he suddenly found that the old woman disappeared out of thin air.

Zilai was also stunned, looking at the silver coin in his hand, his expression was in a trance, slightly sluggish.

But immediately he reacted, and secretly thanked the woman in his heart, and immediately he spewed out a few small fireballs to the people in front of him to express his gratitude.

After an afternoon of practicing the beggar version on the main road, Jilai also carried a little lamb that had just been skinned and walked towards home。。。。。。。。。。。。。