There is a way, if there is a word, it is long, and if there is no word, it is short. When Mo Xingheng returned to the ruined temple where he settled from the Flying Cloud Eagle, it was already dark. The day's travel made him very tired, and it didn't take long for him to fall asleep and go fishing with Zhou Gong.

He slept soundly that night, and so he woke up early the next morning, and was in good spirits. When he went out, he saw that the sky and the earth were clear and silvery, and his vision became very wide and clear, and the heavy snow that had been falling for several days in Guilun Mansion finally stopped. Suddenly, he swept away the gloomy color in his heart due to the heavy snow for several days, and a hearty feeling immediately burst out, causing him to open his mouth and let out a loud roar: "Ah!"

After roaring, he immediately threw his legs and ran towards the city. After coming to the city, I saw people coming and going on the street, and all kinds of vendors were lined up on both sides, shouting and selling endlessly, a very lively scene.

"Selling steamed buns, steaming steamed buns!"

"Yakiniku pancakes, fragrant and crispy pancakes"

Mo Xingheng walked to a stall selling steamed buns, the steaming steamer was exuding a tempting aroma of meat, and immediately hooked out the saliva of this kid, he stared at the hot buns in the steamer, swallowed one mouthful after another, and his stomach screamed "cooing", his feet were like nails, and he couldn't move half a step.

"Go, go, go, Xiao Huazi to the side to beg, don't stop this master from doing business! Hey, it's really unlucky, there is a place to beg for food early in the morning!" The seller of steamed buns saw a small pestle in front of his stall, and before Mo Xingheng could open his mouth to beg, he immediately drove away, and scolded him repeatedly.

Mo Xingheng saw that the seller of steamed buns had a vicious attitude, and immediately stepped aside in fright, and did not say a word, but his eyes were still staring at the hot buns in the steamer.

The seller of steamed buns glanced at him, and saw that the little begger had been driven aside by himself, so he no longer cared what he did, and went about his business. Anyway, you won't see his buns gone, will you?

The scene that had just happened was so accustomed that it did not attract the attention and scrutiny of passers-by and other vendors on the street, as if the poor boy who was asking for food did not exist.

Mo Xingheng was actually accustomed to the indifference of the world and the ruthlessness of the world, so he quickly forgot the unhappiness just now. Then, with a smile, he went to another stall to beg. Hmph, what's the big deal, I don't feed the master here, I have my own place to feed the master!

This time, he learned to be obedient, and without waiting for others to open his mouth to drive him away, he preemptively begged: "Uncle, I wish you a prosperous business and a lot of money, so enjoy a baked cake to eat!"

The old man who sold the baked cakes was an old man, and when the old man looked at him, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted: "Ah, it's you stinky little Hanako again!" Okay, I couldn't catch you last time, but this time I dared to come to the door, and I even wanted the uncle to reward you for the baked cakes. Hey, uncle, I'll reward you with a noodle pin!" Before he finished speaking, the old man had already jumped out of the stall with a rolling pin held high.

In the face of this sudden change, Mo Xingheng was so frightened that he shouted "wow", and he didn't have time to think about what was going on, so he hurriedly spread his feet and ran towards the crowd. After running like this for a while, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and he finally remembered who this uncle was, and said bitterly in his heart, he really stepped on dog shit when he went out, how could he hit this old man's head, hey, the master is really miserable! I didn't eat breakfast early in the morning, and I was about to run for my life!

It turned out that just a month ago, he also came to this old man's stall to beg, but because he accidentally knocked over the old man's entire stall, the angry old man chased him for three streets, so tired that he almost foamed at the mouth, but he still let him escape. No wonder, when the old man sees this kid again, he will be furious and angry!

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way, human life is a matter of heaven, hurry up, let go!" Mo Xingheng shouted wildly while running wolf and rat strings, this kid can really talk nonsense? What kind of human life is critical, it's just nonsense, the old man will beat him half to death if he catches him, how can he take his life!

And this kid is very clever, and he goes to places where there are many people and things, which makes the old man who chases him suffer. The angry old man wanted to hang him up and beat him violently.

"Don't run, you stinky boy!" "Stop me!" the old man chased after him with a long rolling pin.

"Stop, uncle, what are you kidding, I'll stop and let you beat me up? I'm not sick in the head, how could I do such an idiotic thing? Ha, I know, you must be chasing me by yourself and chasing me tired!!" Mo Xingheng, this kid is running away desperately here, and he still has the heart to turn around and play tricks with the old man. I really don't know how wide this kid's heart is!

"Nonsense! You stinky little flower child, stop for me, or I will make you look good when I catch you later!" The old man was teased by Mo Xingheng like that, and his legs shook in anger, and he almost fell into a vicious dog.

"Haha, uncle, I'm already very good-looking, don't hide it from you, uncle, I wake up by myself every morning!" Mo Xingheng laughed, boasting loudly in an extremely funny tone.

As soon as he said these narcissistic words, he almost vomited the whole street of pedestrians who heard it, and everyone thought to themselves, which madman ran out and started a madness on the street!

"I'm sorry, you kid is really shameless, you can say such unashamed nonsense! The old man blushes for you!" The old man spewed out a mouthful of phlegm in disgust as he ran, and scolded Mo Xingheng in front of him loudly. He can't imagine that this stinky little Hanako is so shameless and impatient, and he can say such stinky fart?

"Hehe, uncle, run faster, you can't catch up, you can't catch up!"

"Stinky begging for food, stop for the old man!"

In this way, the two chased and ran, and they kept bickering and scolding. It didn't take long to chase and run out of the three streets, Mo Xingheng rushed left and right in the crowd, and saw the stitches, attracting the tide of shouts and scolding from those who were hit. And the old man followed closely behind for half a moment.

The old man's relentless pursuit made Mo Xingheng, a kid, dare not stop for a moment to rest, and had to keep running forward at a fast speed. Such a rush to run wildly, made him very painful, in his heart began to complain bitterly, this uncle is really, isn't it just the last time I accidentally knocked over a few pieces of his broken cake, the master has already apologized to him, and also compensated him for the only copper coin on his body, as for chasing the master so tightly? The master didn't eat breakfast, where is the strength to run away again, is it really jealous of the talent?

He ran hard, and the old man chased harder. After all, he is old, and he is comparable to Mo Xingheng in terms of physical strength. By now, he was so tired that he was panting like a cow, and he couldn't breathe. After chasing for a while, he didn't have the strength to chase anymore, so he stopped on the street hunched over and gasped for air, "Oops... Whew, whew, tired to death....tired old man, whew, whew!"

Mo Xingheng saw that the uncle stopped chasing him anymore, and he also stopped to rest from a distance of seven or eight feet, only to see that his face was flushed, panting, and he was tired and sweating profusely in the winter.

In fact, at this moment he was exhausted, so tired that his legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move half a step. Fortunately, the uncle who chased him couldn't run and stopped first, and if he caught up for a while, it is estimated that he would be caught by the uncle. He looked at the uncle seven zhang away, and thought depressedly, this uncle is so old, how can he still have such good physical strength, chasing me for seven streets!

"Uncle, huh, you, are you still chasing?" Mo Xingheng looked at the old man and asked breathlessly.

He was answered by the panting sound of an old man and an old cow. It seems that the old man is so tired that he has no strength to speak.

"That uncle... Whew, you're silent... Whew, I... I'm just... When you acquiesced!" Mo Xingheng didn't care if the old man was too tired to speak, he just cared about talking to himself. "Okay, then it's decided, you don't allow... Chase me again!Ah......hh Ouch, I'm a god!" but before he could finish speaking, he began to flee again with a loud cry.

It turned out that the old man had rested enough, and picked up the thick rolling pin and chased after him. Frightened, the kid's face changed, and he immediately ran away.

When chasing again this time, the old man didn't say a word, just chased with all his strength. It seems that the old man will not give up if he doesn't catch up with Mo Xingheng today!

"Hey, hey, uncle, didn't we just say okay, don't you chase anymore? Why are you backtracking in a blink of an eye!" Mo Xingheng shouted angrily as he desperately ran away.

Hmph, who told you stinky boy not to chase after you? That's all your own wishful thinking, the old man was just too tired to speak. The uncle who was chasing after him retorted in his heart. He won't waste his strength on fighting a war of words now, he wants to save his strength to chase Mo Xingheng, and then use the saved strength to slap him hard. It's called good steel on the blade!

"Uncle, uncle, why don't you keep silent! Don't think that by not saying anything, you can cover up your despicable behavior of not keeping your word!" Mo Xingheng continued to shout.

The old man continued to be silent, and it was king to bury his head in chasing talents. Everything else is puffy clouds!

"Uncle, why don't you speak!Ha, I know, it must be you who know that you are at a loss and have nothing to say!" Mo Xingheng did not relent. The old man was ridiculed sharply.

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The old man's forbearance is really good, and in the face of Mo Xingheng's repeated shouting, he was able to ignore it and insist on his strategy of burying his head in chasing people.

"Uncle, uncle, big... Fuck your uncle!" Mo Xingheng saw that the old man was still silent, and shouted again and again, shouting and shouting, and suddenly burst out of a foul language. It's also angry when I think about it.

He only turned around and scolded the old man, and he didn't notice the road in front of him, so he didn't know that a person was coming in front of him, so in the next moment, he hit his head on the belly of the person who came, and he didn't know if the belly of the person who came was made of stone, hard like a piece of iron stone, this collision immediately made Mo Xingheng, the kid cry out in pain, "Ouch, hey, it hurts!" The steps of escape also stopped, and he was pushed back two or three steps backwards by the force of recoil.

Mo Xingheng was shocked, touched his forehead that had been hit, raised his head to look at the person, and saw that this person was actually a big fat monk wearing a monk's robe. This fat monk was about forty years old, with a fat head and big ears, small eyes and a high nose, but his expression was kind and kind, and he had a gentle smile on his face that made people feel close, and he looked like a Maitreya Buddha. And this monk is really a big fat monk, even if he is seven feet tall, he is so fat that he doesn't show his body length at all, but he looks like a big round meat ball, full of joy, whoever sees it, I'm afraid I can't help but smile. Mo Xingheng, this kid, couldn't help laughing when he looked at it, but this laugh immediately affected the sore spot where his forehead collided, and it hurt so much that he bared his teeth and said oops.

But the most eye-catching thing about this fat monk is the huge Buddhist beads that hang down to his feet on his neck. Not only is this bead long, but each bead on it is four or five times larger than an ordinary bead, the size of a baby's fist. What's even more surprising is that the beads are made of wood, but the beads on them all exude a cold aura that only iron can have, and it is obviously made of a special material similar to cold iron. This is really an eye-opener! There are such strange Buddha beads in the world!

But this time, everyone would be even more surprised, because such a heavy Buddha bead hung on the neck of this fat monk, but it was as light as nothing, and it did not bring the slightest inconvenience to his movements, let alone the slightest look of difficulty on his face.

Mo Xingheng looked at the strange fat monk in front of him, and was surprised for a while, and his eyes kept falling on the huge string of Buddha beads. In fact, he was not the only one, even the old man who caught up was stunned, and forgot to find trouble with Mo Xingheng for a while. And the pedestrians on the street also circled this place several times in such a short time, and they all stayed here to look at this strange fat monk in surprise, and began to talk about it.