Time turned back to four or five o'clock in the morning of the day, located in the west district of S City, Mengfei Square of the bitter water lake, only to see a burst of churning in the bitter water lake, the center of the lake continued to have huge bubbles out, the water level also dropped rapidly, suddenly the center of the lake a column of water erupted, four or five meters above the water surface.

The water column spewed out and immediately fell down, and in the place where the water column erupted just now, a big head appeared, and the weak glanced left and right, and saw that there was no one everywhere to breathe a sigh of relief, flew off the water, and landed on the shore, only to see that the person had a small head, a shabby dress seemed to roll out of the fire, and there were small holes burned everywhere, and the strange thing was that although the clothes were burned all over the body, this person was unscathed, and the skin exposed from the hole was as crystal clear as a baby!

Yes, this person is Mo Wen, it turned out that in the stone cave at the bottom of the lake, Mo Wen saw that the stone cave was about to collapse, so he quickly returned along the same road, but this stone cave seemed to have lost the support of the Chaos Stone, and could no longer withstand the pressure of the lake, plus Mo Wen's blow just now became the fuse, and the entire stone cave was immediately shattered!

Mo Wen was helpless, so he had to use his true qi to break through the rock above his head, but he didn't expect that Mo Wen's location was so deep, there was a distance of one hundred and ten meters, fortunately, the geology at the bottom of the lake was disintegrated, otherwise even if Mo Wen's cultivation was completely restored, it would take a lot of effort to open up the stone cave.

Mo Wen stood still on the shore, and couldn't help but exhale, and couldn't help but think in his heart, fortunately, Lao Tzu's cultivation has increased a lot, otherwise he would really be buried alive in it.

Mo Wen glanced down at the beggar costume on his body, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, because Mo Wen wanted to save the true yuan just now, he didn't even open the true qi cover, and he tried his best to take a breath before returning to the shore, so the clothes on Mo Wen's body were not only tattered, but also wet!

"Boom" was when Mo Wen was watching his unique shape, the bitter water lake behind him shook violently, the water level was rapidly decreasing, and Mo Wen, who was on the shore, also felt the trembling of the ground, and couldn't help but be frightened, could it be that he took out the Stone of Chaos, there was no support of Zhenyuan underground, and it would collapse if it didn't happen, I hope there wouldn't be a big earthquake or something, so wouldn't Lao Tzu be split by the old bastard of Thor again!

Fortunately, the ground shook for a while, and then it stabilized, Mo Wen knew that the movement of the bitter water lake must have alarmed the nearby residents, Mo Wen wanted to leave here as soon as possible, but now the true qi of the whole body has long been used up, and the two legs are still trembling, where to run?

Mo Wen glanced at the sky, there were still a few hours before dawn, he first hurried to recover his true qi and then said, no matter how they made a fuss, Lao Tzu is a beggar now, even if his peers come, he will not suspect Lao Tzu!

Mo Wen figured this out, so he supported his body and sat on a bench by the square, scratched his little flat head, patted his shriveled stomach, and then drooped his head, and lay down on the bench and fell asleep

Well, it's so fragrant, fried stinky tofu? No, it's stinky, yes, it's roasted sweet potato. Mo Wen, who was sleeping, sat up suddenly, his eyes glowing green and looked at a small three-wheeled person on the edge of the square, it was really a roasted sweet potato!

Mo asked Tian Tian lips and glanced at the sky, it turned out that it was morning at this time, and Brother Sun may be doing handover work with Sister Moon, so he hasn't gone to work yet, but the square is already full of people coming and going, walking and chatting, and idle eggs who are running here to buy sweet potatoes

Mo Wen stood up and stretched his waist, the clothes on his body had been dried up a lot after a night of wind and sun, and the wind and moon had dried up a lot, and the true qi in his body had also recovered by two or three percent, but his stomach was getting more and more hungry, and after a long time of arrears of wages, it was now a thunder and thunder.

Mo Wen suddenly remembered that night, Tang Wansai gave him a handful of change, couldn't help but smile on his face, and walked towards the small tricycle, only to see that the sweet potato seller was a young man, although his eyes were small, but from time to time he was sleek and shrewd, shouting at passers-by, while playing his own little abacus!

"Boss, come three pieces, come six sweet potatoes!" Mo Wen stepped forward and said like an uncle!

"Okay, come!" the young man agreed casually, but when he saw Mo Wen's dress, he shouted impatiently with a cold face, "Go cool, stinky beggar, don't feel uncomfortable in the morning, dare to entertain uncle, be careful that I hit you all over your head!"

"I'll wipe it!" Mo Wen almost choked on saliva, pointed at the young man and said, "Don't look at people with low eyes, Lao Tzu is rich, this is how you treat customers, be careful that I sue you at the Consumer Association!"

Mo Wen heard someone shouting like this at the police station, it seemed to be quite effective, Mo Wen couldn't help but follow suit, and looked at the young man with a smug face after speaking!

As soon as the young man heard that Mo asked about money, his eyes immediately lit up, and he said with a smile: "Okay, as long as you have money, you can do it, you can have as many sweet potatoes as you want, take the money!"

Mo asked a pout, he was too lazy to care about this kind of person, who are we, we are cultivators, immortals who are determined, even if we are really beggars now, they are also immortal beggars, how can we be more serious with mortals, if you accidentally make a mistake, isn't that a smear for the leaders above?

Mo Wen thought hatefully, took out the change that Tang Wan gave that day from his trouser pocket, and couldn't help but have a dark face, it turned out that Mo Wen had too much power to wash clothes in the lake that night, plus baking in the lava cave at the bottom of the lake, this money had already become a mess of paper, and with a light twist, it turned into paper powder and fell to the ground!

The young man pulled his black sleeve, saw 2B's expression on his face, and said: "I'm not afraid that beggars will ask for money to spend, I'm afraid that beggars are uneducated, and take a ball of waste paper to fool Lao Tzu, and return to the Consumer Association, you might as well go to BJ and reflect with the State Council to see if they are idle eggs to take care of Lao Tzu!"

"I wipe" Mo Wen is angry, and the general purpose of Mo Wen is to talk to people who can't quarrel, and to do things with people who can quarrel. Mo Wen basically grew up in the mountains, how could he be the opponent of the street vendors in terms of fighting, so whether Uncle Mo was going to do it

"Then what if you go to the City Management Administrative Law Enforcement Bureau to reflect it?" Just as Mo Wen wiped his sleeves and was about to start, a voice came from behind him.

Mo Wen turned his head suspiciously, and found that there were three people standing not far behind him, led by an old man in casual clothes, his hair was already snow-white, his face was full of wrinkles, he was not angry and arrogant, and at first glance it was the momentum that had been brewed in a high position for many years! The two behind him were obviously bodyguards, and they were tightly guarding the old man with expressionless faces, looking at Mo Wen in front of him from time to time. And it was the old man who spoke just now!

"What is that?" The young man who bought sweet potatoes saw that those people were extraordinary, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he asked with a humble face!

The old man looked at Mo Wen and the young man and chuckled, shook his head and sighed: "I'm not afraid of the hawkers buying sweet potatoes, I'm afraid that the hawkers are not educated, and I haven't even heard of this place, but its abbreviation should be known, that is-Urban Management Bureau!"

"Ah" The peddler's face changed greatly, and he looked around at the livestock that had never seen the chengguan sign (the livestock is the chengguan, the livestock is the ox cart, and the city management cart with the cart behind is convenient for "grabbing" things!), and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile on his face: "Uncle, it's not easy for me to buy and sell this small business, don't embarrass me!"

The old man shook his head and sighed and said: "The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, is this the country that we have worked so hard to build? People cannot gain a foothold without trust, and even the sympathy of being a man has forgotten, even if it is for business, it is just a street vendor who cannot become a big tool!"

The young man blushed at what the old man said, gritted his teeth and took out two sweet potatoes, handed them to Mo Wen and said, "Oh, I'm unlucky today, I'll give you two sweet potatoes, hurry up and eat them and ask for them elsewhere, just open them for me!"

Mo Wen looked at the sweet potatoes handed over, and was furious in his heart, really when Lao Tzu was asking for food, Mo Wen shook his head and said expressionlessly: "Lao Tzu is a beggar, but not a beggar!"

The old man glanced at Mo Wen curiously, chuckled and said, "Oh? This is the first time I've heard of beggars living if they don't beg for food? What do beggars beg for money if they don't beg for food?"

Mo Wen glanced at the old man, and said with a wicked smile: "Please wife!"

The old man's old face twitched, how could this beggar see himself, not frightened by his own might, but talk and laugh naturally, maybe he has never seen the world, the old man chuckled, and said to a person behind him: "Go, buy a few sweet potatoes, just give them to this little comrade!"

A person behind him was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Yes!" After speaking, he took out an old man's head and handed it to the vendor, who looked at it, hesitated, took it, took it with joy, took out a few sweet potatoes with joy, and quickly packed them in a convenient bag, weighed the weight and handed it over.

But the man didn't turn around, he still stood there, and when he saw the vendor standing there in a daze, he said coldly, "Find money!"

"Ahh

The man took the change, turned around and handed the sweet potato to Mo Wen, and said with a blank face: "It's not a charity, it's for you!"

Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, looking at the sweet potato in front of him, his stomach roared even more, Mo Wen sighed, took the sweet potato and said, "Thank you, old glass!" After speaking, he turned around and left

The two bodyguards behind him were stunned for a moment, and then they were angry, and they were about to catch up with Mo Wen for a period of inhumane repairs, but they were stopped by the old man, who was stunned for a moment, and then laughed!

The old man remembered that his name was Comrade Mo Wen just now, which was the name he was used to, and it was also a common name used by the older generation, but now society has divided the word comrade, and it is no longer a common aspiration, but a common sexual interest! Comrade is no longer the comrade he used to be!

The old man looked at Mo Wen and went away, and suddenly felt that this figure was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it after thinking about it, shook his head, smiled at the two people behind him and said, "Let's go, two little glasses, accompany my old glass to walk around!"

The faces of the two behind him twitched, but they still said respectfully: "Yes, chief!"

The vendor next to him watched the three of them go away, only to hold his stomach and laugh, I rub, this guy is really tough, people are kind enough to buy him food, he turned around and gave people a sentence of old glass, this old man is stronger, directly bring two small glasses out to "pull weeds", they are all cattle, Lao Tzu is born to do business, three catties of sweet potatoes are sold for eight catties of money, this time developed, Ha Lu Ha

When the old man walked to the square, he scattered alone, and the two bodyguards followed not far away, if there was an accident because of their own negligence, then even if they died a hundred times, they could not offset the mistakes they made!

"Xiao Wang, didn't you just buy three sweet potatoes, why did the vendor charge you so much money?" one of them said to the bodyguard who bought the sweet potato just now, "You won't be deceived!"

"Hmph, of course I know this!"

"Then why don't you find the sweet potato seller, or my brother will beat him up for you!"

"Don't mess around, we are on a mission to protect the chief, don't make trouble, and why do I want to find him? I guess that kid is scratching his own feet!"

"How?"

"Do you remember the day before yesterday when you went to the vegetable market with the chief to sell vegetables?"

"Of course I remember this, so does the old chief, I don't have to worry about food or clothing, I have to plane the garden at home, plant vegetables, and sell them if I can't eat them, isn't this a blind toss?"

"Shh

"That's right, by the way, don't take the topic away, what is the person who bought sweet potatoes scratching his feet for?"

"Don't you remember that the chief sold vegetables and received a fake * money?"

"Of course I remember, I was almost angry at the time, don't you?"

"Hehe, the old chief let me burn it, I didn't want to, I wanted to leave a souvenir, I didn't like that kid today, so I cheapened him!"