"Essence Stone!?" Zoel looked surprised when he heard Essence Stone. Liang Muzhong hurriedly glanced at Zor and asked Zoel not to speak loudly. Zor nodded secretly and said, "If the guest officer really has that material, the family teacher should meet each other." ”

After Liang Muzhong heard this, he smiled secretly in his heart, he had materials tens of thousands of times better than fine stones. Take out any of them, it's enough to amaze the forging industry. Liang Muzhong pretended to be deep and said, "I don't know Master Abu..."

Zor suddenly realized, and then said with a slight regret: "The family teacher recently said that he suddenly had an inspiration and wanted to forge a divine weapon. But the recently acquired materials, the tutor was not satisfied, and he went out to find the materials a few days ago. However, the guest officer can come back in a few days, and the tutor will generally not go out for more than half a month. Zor was afraid that Liang Muzhong would go to another house with Jingshi, so he added a follow-up sentence.

"Well... Then I'll be here in a few days. Liang Mu nodded again, and walked out of the Dream Sea Pavilion under Zor's believing eyes.

Zor's personality is so scheming, and he is so scheming. Liang Muzhong couldn't help but look at Abu in the Dream Sea Pavilion even higher. In that case, let's practice in the inn for a few days, and come to Menghai Pavilion to find Abu.

The streets are already bustling with people, and although the weather is cold, the cries are endless. Attached to the mountain of Shushan, the Iron Gate City is a prosperous scene. Liang Muzhong casually walked around the street, looking at some new things that he had never seen before. There are villains made of sugar, ponies, etc., each subtle and slightly warped. There is also a small drum that sounds when it is shaken. Let Liang Muzhong sigh that the craftsmanship of secular people is ingenious.

In the crowd of onlookers, there are several people from the rivers and lakes, performing chest crushing boulders. There is also the juggling of 'three flavors of real fire', and there are also the vivid training of monkeys, which perform various actions with the password, causing the audience to laugh from time to time. There was also an endless stream of customers in the shops on both sides, all with smiles on their faces.

Liang Muzhong wandered around like this for two hours, and it was almost noon. Liang Muzhong bought two meat buns at a street stall and felt the feeling of being in the ancient village before.

"Brother, okay, I haven't eaten for two days. ”

A weak voice, not big or small, just reached Liang Muzhong's ears. Liang Muzhong looked down at the corner, a boy about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a thin and rotten dress with many holes. The little boy's face was covered with dust, because of the cold weather, and his hands were also frozen sores in many places. The most striking thing is the little boy's leg, the little boy actually has only one leg!

Liang Muzhong was shocked, after all, he had never seen this kind of thing in the ancient village. Behind the prosperity of the Iron Gate City, there is also such a weak life, surviving.

The little boy was a little embarrassed by Liang Muzhong's staring, looked at the bun in Liang Muzhong's hand, turned his head, and swallowed his saliva twice.

"What's your name?" Liang Muzhong saw the little boy very pitiful and asked, "What about your family?"

The little boy looked at Liang Muzhong in surprise, not knowing why the fat man in front of him asked like this. In the eyes of others, he is just a begging dog, when has anyone asked his name? In the eyes of those people, does he have a name? In front of him, the fat man not only did not scold himself, but also asked his name, the little boy lowered his head and said, "Brother, I don't have a name." ”

"No name?" Liang Mu was shocked in his heart, after all, he grew up in the ancient village, although he was not rich and rich, but there would never be such a begging child in the village, let alone a name.

The little boy was a little embarrassed and said, "They all call me a puppy."

"Little dog?" Liang Muzhong knew at this moment that there were far more pitiful people in this world than him. A child who doesn't even have a name, calls the name of a brute. "You're hungry, take it. Liang Muzhong handed over the two buns in his hand.

The little boy hesitated for a moment, then took it. Looking at the hot bun in his hand, the little boy licked his lips, and after looking at it twice, he put it in his arms like a baby.

"Aren't you hungry?" Liang Muzhong wondered, "Why don't you eat?"

The little boy pursed his lips and whispered, "I'll be full when I look at it." ”

When Liang Mu heard this, he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and asked, "Are there any other children who haven't eaten yet?"

The little boy looked at Liang Muzhong with shocked eyes, and didn't know how to answer this sentence, he really wanted to take it back and give it to his sister to eat. Liang Muzhong smiled slightly and said, "Eat when you're hungry, I'll buy you two later." ”

The little boy asked incredulously, "Really, you can't lie to me, do you?"

"How could I lie to you, you eat, I'll go buy you two more. Liang Muzhong turned around and walked to the steamed bun stall, ready to buy a few more steamed buns for the little dog to take back.

"Damn, little bastard! I'm going to fucking kill you!" a husky voice came.

"Ahh Yes.. Don't hit me, I'm not coming, I'm not going to dare to come again, don't hit me... Ahh

After Liang Muzhong heard the little boy's cry, he turned his head to see a slightly better dressed man, holding a thin bamboo, and beating the puppy fiercely. It was freezing cold, and every time the thin bamboo was struck, the flesh under the little boy's thin clothes cracked a little. Listening to the painful barking of the little dog, Liang Mu was furious!

"Stop!" Liang Muzhong roared angrily, and then went up, grabbed the bamboo strip, broke it and threw it out. "How can you beat him! He's just trying to eat, just to survive!"

Although the man who was robbed of the bamboo strip was a little stunned and didn't know how the bamboo passed, he immediately snorted coldly and said with a smile: "Pity him?

Liang Muzhong's face sank, and he said in a low voice: "You are talking about it!"

Looking at the long sword on Liang Mu's heavy waist, the man was a little scared, but he still said stubbornly: "You pity him now, do you know that he has more silver on his body than you have in your pocket! Hmph, if you don't know anything, you will be blind!" After the man finished speaking, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Liang Muzhong turned around and looked at the little dog, who looked away with a dodge in his eyes. Liang Muzhong said indifferently: "Give you buns." ”

The little dog turned his eyes around and took the bun carefully. When I saw the buns, it seemed that it didn't hurt anymore after being beaten just now. The little dog carefully put the bun into his arms and whispered, "Thank you, brother, you are a good person." ”

Liang Muzhong stood quietly, pretending not to see the little hand that reached into his money bag. Liang Muzhong didn't know what made an eleven or twelve-year-old child become a street rat that everyone hated. The little boy saw that Liang Muzhong didn't find himself, and quietly put the money bag into the pocket of his waist. After thanking Liang Muzhong again, he left the corner and disappeared into the crowd.