After repairing the old liar monk, the tiger dragon left Changuang Temple.

When I walked to the street, I happened to meet a ragged child begging. The child was begging for a farmer woman wrapped in coarse cloth, but the farmer woman said nothing, and walked away bypassing the beggar with her head down.

The beggar begs from others, but most of them ignore him indifferently, and even more, they directly scold him.

A woman in a couple looked reluctant and reached out to take out an egg from the basket to help the beggar.

The husband next to him found out and quickly stopped him: "The children at home are not worth eating yet, so how can you care about others? You, please collect unnecessary kindness."

When the woman heard the words, she withdrew her hand that she had reached out and refused to look at the beggar's expectant gaze, so she hurried away.

The tiger dragon sighed, and it turned out that it was quite difficult to find a person who was dedicated to doing good deeds in this world. There were many ways of living beings, but most of them were selfish.

Except for some people with specific identities, who would do good deeds and accumulate virtues specifically, but most of these people are hypocritical.

It would be fine if it was hypocrisy from the inside out, but it was mostly hypocrisy for the immediate benefits. What they did must not even be deceived by themselves, so how could they deceive the Zen Tan Merit Pearl to accumulate merit.

Even if the great charity people mentioned here and the monks in the temple are like this, it goes without saying that ordinary people who can barely maintain their lives.

If you cannot guarantee your food and clothing in this life, how can you accumulate virtue for the next life?

He understood that when looking for good people, we should not look for those who are too rich. The reason why those who are too rich can live a rich life is mostly guaranteed by sucking the blood of the lower class.

But we can't find too poor people, such as the beggar and the pedestrian with a cold face just now. It is not that there are no kind thoughts, but that is forced by reality, so we can only press this kind of thoughts in our hearts.

With the idea in his mind, Hu Jiao decided to follow the beggar, and perhaps he could find the person he wanted.

The beggar seemed to have just begged for a while and had no eyesight when he was begging for food. Passersby would ask him again.

Maybe something happened at home may not be sure, the tiger dragon thought.

However, the beggar was not very lucky. Although he asked many people along the way, only a businessman holding a beautiful girl gave him a few cents.

"Boll, stay away, it smells so bad, it's bad for the master." The merchant covered his nose and said to drive him away.

Naturally, such a person cannot be the target of the tiger dragon. He gave the beggar a few cents purely to send him away.

"Please, okay, okay, give me some more." The beggar still didn't want to leave after taking the money. Instead, he seemed to have found hope and kowtowed in front of the merchant to ask for money.

"You boy, you're very brave." The businessman's face turned black and he signaled to the two men beside him. The two men immediately rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward.

The beggar immediately understood something when he saw the guy's bad eyes. He turned around and wanted to run away, but he was soon caught up by the guy and beaten up.

The tiger dragon looked at this scene coldly without any expression. There were hundreds of people who died at his hands, so naturally they would not have any special feelings about this scene.

After the beggar was beaten, he lay on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. The few cents in his hand had been snatched away by a friend just now.

The pedestrians around watched this scene, gloating and pitying, but no one reached out to help.

"There are more and more beggars recently." Some people sighed.

"Who said no, a new group of pigs and dragons appeared on the Fushui River. They not only attacked the fishermen on the boat, but also went ashore to eat people."

"In these days, many families have been destroyed and killed." Someone shook his head and sighed.

"This doll, maybe it's because of this reason."

"This year, many places have suffered disasters due to heavy rain. Now that Zhu Po Long has occupied the river, the days will be harder and harder in the future."

Many people sighed that when it comes to difficulties, no one cares about the beggars lying on the ground and left one after another.

Seeing this, the tiger dragon turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, a man with a burlap bag on his shoulder quickly stepped forward, stuffed something into the beggar's hand, and then hurriedly left.

The people next to him didn't know what was stuffed, but the tiger dragon clearly saw that it should be half a piece of leftover steamed bun.

This made him feel a little moved and he kept up with the man.

Walking on a relatively remote mountain road, the tiger dragon summoned the little boy from the Qingcheng fan.

"I wonder what the king calls the little boy?" The little boy appeared and asked respectfully. Since the tiger dragon's strength grew, he had more and more subordinates around him, and he has been summoned by the tiger dragon less and less.

"Can you confuse the art of change?" asked Hu Jiao.

"It's okay, it's okay to just deceive some mortals, but monks can't deceive them." The little boy answered hesitantly.

"It's enough to deceive mortals, you're like this..." Hu Jiao ordered the little boy.

"Wait, I'll go." After hearing what the tiger dragon meant, the little boy nodded slightly and headed towards the man who was fighting against the burlap bag on his shoulder.

The man's name is Chen Rusheng, but he is just an ordinary teacher. Yesterday, he got some rewards and went to the market to buy rice.

On the way, I met the beggar who was knocked to the ground. Although I was afraid of causing trouble, I couldn't bear to see such a young child lying on the ground.

You should know that if this was a child from a wealthy family, he would probably be studying in school like his students, but the child would come out to beg for a living.

Now that I have been beaten like this, I have no strength to beg for it, and maybe my life will be gone.

In this era, life is worthless. A wife cannot give birth to more than a dozen children, but most families only raise a few, and only six or seven more.

So, where did the other children go?

Either they die in the middle of the journey for various reasons, or they can’t afford to raise them and just find a cave and throw them in to fend for themselves.

But Chen Rusheng still couldn't bear to see such a child who already had his own consciousness starving to death.

Walking on the road, dusk was approaching, and Chen Rusheng's journey was faster because he was rushing home.

"Oh, my legs can't go." At this moment, a wail suddenly came from the front.

Chen Rusheng looked up and saw a simple-dressed father-in-law sitting on the ground, holding his feet and wailing.

"Old man, what's wrong with you?" Chen Rusheng stepped forward and asked.

"I don't know why the old man was walking on the road, but his feet suddenly twisted and he couldn't walk." The father-in-law touched his feet and spoke in pain.

Chen Rusheng looked hesitant when he heard this. What if the old man was left alone here to meet wild animals at night?

But now dusk is approaching, and the wife at home is still waiting for him to bring rice home to have dinner.

"I'm so miserable. The old man's family only has one grandson who depends on each other for his life. Old man will die if I die. What should I do if my grandson at home? My poor grandson is so young and has no relatives."

When Chen Rusheng was hesitating, his father-in-law cried bitterly and kept touching his tears with his hands.

"Old man, don't be sad. Tell me about your residence. I will carry you back." Seeing this, Chen Rusheng couldn't bear it and didn't care about going home, so he hurriedly said.

"But young man, you are still resistant to things on your shoulders. How can you carry me, the old man?" The father-in-law pointed to the rice bag on Chen Rusheng's shoulder and said.

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"You may as well do it, but you may as well do it. Youths are tired, and young people have a lot of strength."

Chen Rusheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, squatted down and moved the rice bag to the side, "Old man, come up quickly, I will take you home."

"Then young man, I'm here." The father-in-law put his body on Chen Rusheng's somewhat thin back.

To Chen Rusheng's expectation, the father-in-law's body was very light, so light that he seemed to be carrying a piece of paper. He looked behind him strangely.

Suddenly, the light of his eyes swept to the ground and found that he was the only one who carried a rice bag on his back. Where was there any boss?

"You..." He felt a terrified in his heart, and was about to speak, when he suddenly found that there seemed to be another father-in-law on the ground.

Chen Rusheng was suddenly confused, shook his head, looked downwards and found that it was his father-in-law's shadow on his back.

"Maybe I was dazzled just now." Chen Rusheng thought to himself that he had been walking with a rice bag on his back for so long and only ate half a steamed bun, so he could not help but feel tired.

As for the elderly, it is normal for them to be so thin and lighter.

"Young Master, what are you thinking?" At this time, the father-in-law behind him spoke and urged.

"No, nothing, old man, how should you go, please give me some advice." Chen Rusheng replied.

"Walk forward, I will guide you, old man." The father-in-law pointed to the front.

After hearing this, Chen Rusheng rushed forward as his father-in-law ordered.

It was dark all the way, but fortunately the moonlight was better today, so he could use the moonlight to rush the road.

"Old man, how long will it take to arrive?" Chen Rusheng asked. For some reason, he always felt a little chilled and chilled.

According to normal circumstances, he walked so many miles on his back, and he would definitely be sweating profusely in the past and was so hot.

Not only did I not feel hot at this moment, I felt a little trembling between my legs.

"It's here, it's here, young man, let me down quickly." The father-in-law said.

Chen Rusheng put his father-in-law down and looked at the lack of people around him. He was a little surprised, "Here..."

"Old man, I suddenly felt that my legs were getting better. I could leave by myself. Young man, please go home quickly." The father-in-law shook his legs.

"So that's how it is." Chen Rusheng then relieved his doubts, but then hurriedly said: "The ancient saying says: Do good things to the end. Since the young actor has been sent here, he should send them back."

"No, no, young man, look at you being kind-hearted. I have a string of Buddhist beads that the Buddha asked for. You wear them in your hands and do more good deeds and accumulate virtues. Good things will happen."

The father-in-law took out a string of Buddhist beads from his body, and couldn't help but score and put them on Chen Rusheng's hand.

"Brother-in-law..." Chen Rusheng wanted to say something, but found that his father-in-law had gone far away.

"Remember, you must not take off this Buddhist bead."

The father-in-law had disappeared, but the voice came from afar.

"How come the old man's feet are so fast?" Chen Rusheng scratched his head, a little puzzled, but he didn't have time to think about it. It's already late now, and his wife at home is still waiting for him to go home, so she has to go back soon.

Thinking to himself, Chen Rusheng rushed back with a rice bag on his back. The more he walked on the road, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he was. He didn't think so much about it when he was carrying the old man on his back.
To be continued...