Their voices gradually became noisy, Xing Meng didn't care, but his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the beggar-looking monk being pushed by a strong man, but his feet were not chaotic at all, like a willow branch swaying.

Outsiders look at the bustle, and insiders look at the doorway.

This monk not only has kung fu, but is also a master.

Moreover, it is taller than Master Zhan.

Xing Meng got up and walked across the street. A group of people were around, still noisy.

"How do you sell these dates?" Xing Meng pushed aside the crowd and went to the front of him.

"Ten cents a tael, how much does the son want?" Seeing that there was business, the strong man hurriedly said.

Xing Meng frowned, the price was a bit expensive, but the dates were good, took out a piece of broken silver, weighed a few catties, handed it to the beggar monk, and said, "You can eat it." ”

As he spoke, Xing Meng also carefully observed the beggar monk with his eyes.

The beggar monk took the dates, thanked them for a thousand thanks, but only took one, Xing Meng asked: "You want to eat dates so much, why do you only take one?" ”

The beggar monk said, "I eat this date just for the kernel inside." ”

He ate with a loud sound, ate it clean in three or two clicks, turned his head to the surrounding spectators and said, "I invite everyone to eat dates!" ”

Someone was puzzled and asked, "Why do you ask for this date when you have it?" ”

The beggar monk said: "There was no before, but now there is." Somebody's going to bring me a scoop of boiling water......"

The beggar monk took it, took off a small shovel on his back, dug a hole in the ground, put the jujube pits in it, and poured the boiling water into it.

Everyone watched as this beggar monk did his tricks, and Xing Meng also frowned and watched, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in this monk's gourd.

After a while, a young bud grew from the place where the water was poured.

After a while, the shoots suddenly grew into a flourishing jujube tree.

Everyone was so shocked that their mouths opened wide and couldn't close for a long time.

The beggar monk said, "Please eat these." ”

Everyone rushed up, and the dates on the jujube tree were picked clean in an instant!

After everyone picked it up, the beggar monk took out a shovel, cut off the jujube tree, and carried it on his shoulder.

But the next moment, the strong man behind him let out a voice of anger and said, "Where are my dates? ”

I saw that the two baskets of dates in front of him were empty, and the flat pole on the side was gone, he just looked at the behavior of the beggar monk in surprise, stretched his neck and stared wide-eyed, but forgot to take care of his dates!

The dates on this jujube tree are clearly his, and the monk didn't know what method he used, but he turned the flat pole into a trunk and grew a jujube tree.

The strong man was furious, but he was helpless, standing on the edge of the empty basket and sighing, cursing the monk angrily, and directly greeting the eighteenth generation of the monk's ancestors.

Xing Meng was taken aback, the beggar monk's methods just now seemed to be a trick, but it made Xing Meng feel indescribable, and hurriedly chased the direction of the beggar monk.

The beggar monk didn't push away the crowd, but it seemed to automatically blend into the flow of people, Xing Meng ran quickly, still separated from him by some distance.

You must know that although his qi and blood are declining now, compared to ordinary people, he is still a strong player with abundant physical strength and tight muscles, and he is stronger than the provincial athletes in his previous life, but he still can't catch up.

Turning left and right, the beggar monk suddenly turned into a small alley.

Xing Meng hurriedly followed, but after entering, he saw that the vision in front of him changed, and there was a dazzling white light all around, and there seemed to be many shadows of castles in the air in the illusion, but when he looked closely, he couldn't see clearly.

He hurriedly gathered his spirit and closed his eyes slightly, so as not to be blinded by the white light.

"Little doll, what are you chasing me for?" Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, it was a beggar monk.

His withered figure looked infinitely energetic at the moment, and the sound of laughter reverberated in Xing Meng's eardrums.

"The senior's martial arts are extraordinary, and the means are good, the kid admires it in his heart, and he can't help but follow." Xing Mengqiang held back the roar in his head and said loudly.

"Huh?" The beggar monk's eyes were like lightning, and he said, "I have a little courage." ”

Xing Meng hurriedly said: "The seniors planted dates instantly, it must be a means of the immortal family, and the younger generations admired it tightly in their hearts, so they didn't pay attention, please forgive me!" ”

"Then do you think I'm right?" The beggar monk asked.

"Yes, it's not." Xing Meng saw that this beggar monk was not a wicked person, so he calmed his mind and spoke.

"What do you mean?" The beggar monk was puzzled and showed interest.

"Yes, it is the person who sells dates who has no mercy, and a little punishment is feasible; No, it's because even if there is no mercy, the dates belong to someone else after all, as long as they are not stolen or robbed, and whether they are given to others or not, they are all within the scope of the matter, not excessive. Xing Meng replied.

The beggar monk laughed and said: "That strong man is stingy, and he usually sells dates and is short of catties and two, shoddy, deceiving others, and sprinkling the family is just a small punishment for him, so that he can change his business iron rooster and insincerity, not to deliberately embarrass the strong man."

If you are worried about the strong man's livelihood, you don't have to, the Sprinkler cast a spell and put silver taels in his bag, if he sincerely repented, the silver taels could also make up for his loss, if not, then ...... Scold! ”

The beggar monk said and smiled at him kindly.

"Little doll, the Sprinkle family looks at your face and blood conflict, and at first glance, you are practicing martial arts, and you will die of viscera failure in a few years...... Anyway, seeing it is fate, and besides, I ate your dates, you can take this talisman......"

A yellow talisman shot towards Xing Meng.

Immediately, the white light in front of him dissipated in an instant, and Xing Meng found that he was standing at the end of the alley, and the beggar monk had disappeared.

……

……

Xing Meng pondered what the beggar monk said, and walked back blankly.

Passing by the teahouse, the strong man was angrily stepping on the gravel on the ground and scolding: "Who the hell put stones in my bag......

Xing Meng sighed secretly, this person is really dead, it seems that this is the punishment that the beggar monk said, the silver taels in his hand have turned into gravel, who should be blamed?

It seems that everyone has a reason, the things in the world are really tedious and entangled, and the cutting is constant, and the reason is still messy!

The beggar monk is not used to the stinginess of the strong man, and the lack of catties when selling dates, and punishes them, but the dates are originally strong men's, and how he wants to deal with them is also a matter of others, even if he is stingy, it is not a big mistake......

Thinking of this, Xing Meng walked home. As a result, he didn't take two steps, and the strong man suddenly grabbed Xing Meng's sleeve and shouted:

"It's you! Don't go, return my dates! ”

He thought that Xing Meng must be an accomplice in buying dates for the monk.

Xing Meng looked kind, his face was sick, he must be a bully, the strong man made up his mind, and wanted to extort a sum of money from Xing Meng to make up for his losses.

Belch......

Xing Meng didn't expect that this strong man would put his mind on himself.

"There must be something hateful about the wretched!" Xing Meng still felt that this person was only stingy, but he didn't want to be so bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, he saw that the beggar monk had good means, he didn't dare to bully, and he wanted to play tricks from himself.

Bang!

Xing Meng grabbed the strong man's arm and slammed it to the ground, how could the strong man have thought that such a person dressed as a scholar actually had divine power, and he screamed again and again, snorting bitterly and didn't dare to say more.

Return to Xingfu.

Xing Meng looked at the yellow talisman in his hand, and there were many doubts in his heart.

First of all, Zixuan, the top brand of Hongxing Building, was eaten to death by Han Weiyong, an old customer, and then combined with the county records, this world is full of weirdness.

Now when I encounter strange beggar monks, their methods are not like normal martial arts at all, but more like immortal arts, or superb trick skills.

Moreover, he noticed that in the words spoken by the beggar monk, there was a word "spellcasting", and if it was a normal martial art, it would definitely not be said to be a spellcasting.

Of course, it may also be because the beggar monk is extremely strong, and his eyesight can't keep up, so whether it is in the jujube planting link or in the alley, he doesn't see its flaws.

But at this level, I'm afraid that the strength of the beggar monk should have reached the innate level.

At this moment, Xing Meng saw that on the fame panel, an item was added to the column of exercises, Changchun returned to the Yuan Gong.

And the yellow talisman in his hand also turned into ashes at the same moment.

"It's ...... Skills? Xing Meng's face changed slightly.