Lin Lei sat there.

didn't move, and let a stick smash on his True Yuan Fagang.

The wooden stick was broken on the spot, and Fan Wusu was bounced off again.

flew a few meters away, fluttered and fell to the ground, limbs and bones, pain everywhere.

"Demon Dao!"

Fan Wusu pointed at Lin Lei, his eyes full of horror.

It's like encountering a ghost.

Without moving his hand, he was knocked away.

"How's it going?

The palm of his hand was facing Fan Wusu who was lying on the ground, and with a move of his hand, it was as if he had performed the dragon capture skill, and under the control of the invisible force, Fan Wusu flew in front of Lin Lei.

"No matter how you fight alone, I will accompany you to the end. ”

Lin Lei's eyes were shining, and he looked at Fan Wusheng's luck, but saw that above Fan Wusheng's head, there was no trace of happiness and Taoism, only pieces of black resentment.

Although there are many grievances, they are not heavy, which shows that he is a character who keeps making small mistakes and does not make big mistakes.

"If you don't fight, you know that you can't do it, what are you fighting? A hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, let's say, what do you want?"

Fan Wusu was quite a bachelor, holding the psychology that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, squatted on the ground, and did not get up.

He believed that in this poor kiln, this Taoist really didn't dare to do anything to him?

"Dao Chief, you are an immortal, he is a little stinky cub, I don't know what to do, I offended you, as long as you can spare his life, you can teach him a lesson, let him know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. ”

Fan Wusu's father, a little out of breath, holding a wooden stick, rushed over, and shouted at Fan Wusu on the ground, which was a stick, and hit Fan Wusu.

"I let you, a stinky cub, have nothing to do, and you dare to trouble the Taoist, don't you know that the Taoist is an immortal who descended to earth, Cihang Pudu?"

While speaking, the stick in Fan Wusu's father's hand kept stopping, and it seemed to fall on Fan Wusu's body very fiercely, and his strength was not enough.

Fan Wuxu was very clever, and immediately screamed, got up from the ground, screamed and screamed in pain, and ran into the distance.

Fan Wusheng's father, holding a stick, followed closely behind, "You stop me, little stinky cub, see if I don't kill you little brute today." ”

The two fathers and sons chased one after the other, and their figures slowly disappeared into the slum kiln.

"Hehe... In the end, it is the deep love between father and son, and he can't bear to suffer from his children, but unfortunately, he has already been shrouded in resentment, and he is afraid that it will not take too long before he will die. ”

"Well, since fate is not enough, after he dies, I will go to save him. ”

Lin Lei secretly ordered a ghost god to follow Fan Wusheng's side, just look at him and not let him disappear, as for death, it is just another kind of new life.

The death of a person is the beginning of a ghost.

When the ghost is over, it will reincarnate other species, perhaps as a human, as an animal, or as the seed of a towering tree.

The cycle of life and death, which goes on and on, is a reincarnation.

Fan Wusheng's father's trick, Lin Lei naturally saw it in his eyes, and saw through it at a glance, just smiled, did not stop it, and let them leave.

After this incident, the people in the poor kiln were a little embarrassed to continue to queue up here to receive rice.

Just now, a few young people who besieged Lin Lei were all taken home by their respective parents and taught them a hard lesson.

"Go ahead!"

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

Lin Lei didn't take such a thing to heart at all, his cultivation was high, he walked more places, encountered more things, and his horizons and pattern were much broader than before.

Some small things go with the wind, and they don't linger in the heart and cause emotional fluctuations.

"Thank you for the compassion of the Taoist, these children are not bad in nature, but they are born with little food and clothing, and they have no bottom line at all for food and clothing. ”

"We also hope that they can understand morality and etiquette, but when their stomachs are not full, how can they be humble and polite?"

The old man in the slum kiln had tears in his eyes.

Etiquette is well known.

Now that you can't eat, you can't eat enough, you have no bottom line for a bite to eat, and you can already be considered a good person if you grow up in such an environment and don't kill people and set fires.

Lin Lei sighed and did not express his opinion on this.

"I can't talk about compassion, I have always acted freely, this time, the path to the precious land, seeing the poverty of the people here, the good thoughts in my heart germinated, so I have this act of Shi Mibu medicine, maybe the next thought will be killed, arson. ”

"Especially that Fan is helpless, I know that that person has not done anything good since he was a child, he is full of resentment, and he is also a loser, and when the Fan family is completely defeated by him, it will be the day of death. ”

"When Fan Wusu dies, I will collect his soul again, and it will be considered the end of today's bet. ”

"Okay, it's useless to talk more, life and death are destined, rich and poor have their own lives, or please line up and continue to receive rice, if you are sick, you don't need to avoid medical treatment, and you can come, I will do my best, and there is no charge for its treatment." ”

After saying this, Lin Lei stopped talking and continued to Shi Mi.

In the poor kiln, although there are some poor people, most of them are still good-hearted and grateful to Lin Lei.

Lin Lei didn't care about this.

This poor kiln was very large, and it took three days and three nights to wait for all the poor people in the vicinity.

All the people received rice.

And in the rice tank, it is still the same, and the slow bowl of rice seems to have never been less, at any time, it is slow.

"This rice bowl is a cornucopia of rice that can be eaten endlessly. ”

Many people regard this rice jar as a treasure.

Even the soldiers and servants on the periphery are very red-eyed, in such an era, not to mention ordinary people, even if they are them, they often have a simple life without a meal.

The war is chaotic, and the times are difficult.

"The rice has been almsgiving, is there anyone who wants to come to see a doctor, I have a silver needle, I have learned Taiyi acupuncture, with such acupuncture, I can treat some simple problems. ”

The rice has been distributed, but there is still white rice in the rice tank.

Lin Lei didn't take the rice jar away.

Instead, let it sit there, take root, and not move at all.

"Dao Chief, my grandmother's legs and feet are not good, and she can't walk, can you ask Dao Chang to go to my house with me to help Grandma heal?" A thin woman, with yellow hair and short stature, looked at Lin Lei with blazing eyes, with hope.

"Okay, you lead the way, although I have Taiyi acupuncture, but I can't cure all diseases, whether you can cure your grandma's illness still needs to wait for my diagnosis before I can draw conclusions. ”