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Chapter 427 I Found Your Money Bag!
After leaving the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Wu Ming also listened to Su Li's words and headed north all the way to a mortal kingdom in the north.

In fact, Wu Ming didn't really care about Su Li's suggestion.

It's just that Wu Ming didn't know where he was going.

Rather than that, it would be better to listen to Su's benefactor's suggestion.

More than half a month later, Wu Ming came to a small border town named Liang Guo.

This small border city is actually the kind of small city that can be seen at any time in the mortal world.

There are no famous landscapes or famous people in it.

But the border town is very harmonious.

The cries of peddlers.

Children are playing and playing in the street.

There are even mortal women pulling customers on the street.

The rhythm of the small town is very slow, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"Master, we do small business and don't ask for alms."

When Wu Ming stopped by a small stall selling steamed buns, the boss first said, thinking that the monk was asking for alms to eat.

"Hi! You old bastard! What's wrong with the master's alms? Isn't it just a few buns?
This is our merit! "

The lady boss came over and smiled.

"Master, don't worry about him, what kind of steamed stuffed buns do you want to eat, Master? Just say what you want, Master, you are really handsome~
Can the master pass the well?How about coming to my house to clear the well? "

The bun shop owner was confused: "Ma'am, is the well in our house blocked?"

"Amitabha." Wu Ming smiled slightly, and took out a few copper coins from the purse, "Madam, if the monk is rich and doesn't want to beg for alms, two vegetable buns are enough, and the monk can't connect wells."

"Oh, that's really a pity~" The proprietress twisted her waist, took the copper coin from Wu Ming's hand, and touched the back of Wu Ming's hand by the way, "Master, are you really?"

"Hey! Little thing! You're stealing again! Little thing! Stop!"

The word "true handsome" in the mouth of the proprietress has not yet finished.

Beside Wu Ming, a child in ragged clothes sneakily stretched out his dirty hands, took out two buns from the table, and ran away!

"Little brat!"

The proprietress made a gesture to chase after her, but was stopped by Wu Ming's outstretched hand.

"Miss Boss, I just paid for the steamed stuffed bun that the kid brought.

In addition, the proprietress can give me some meat buns. "

"Meat buns?"

The proprietress was stunned, can monks eat meat buns these days?

You monk would rather eat meat buns than feed me a well?
After stealing two steamed buns, the child ran a long way, seeing that no one was chasing him, the child was puzzled a few times, but he was also relieved.

At this time, the child was clutching the palm and chest of the steamed stuffed bun, already scalding hot from the freshly baked steamed stuffed bun.

But the child didn't care at all, squatting in the dead end of a small alley, the child ate buns.

This is, a stray dog ​​came over.

Looking at the unfinished bun in the child's hand, the corner of the stray dog's mouth drooled.

The child stood up, stuffed the bun into his arms, and picked up the wooden stick beside him.

Just when a conflict between a person and a dog was about to break out, a bun flew in front of the dog.

The dog bit the bun and turned around, only to see a bald monk.

The stray dog ​​felt that the monk was not easy to bully, so he bit the bun and ran away.

Wu Ming watched the stray dog ​​leave, then turned to look at the child.

"Hey! Monk! What do you want?!"

The child holds the stick tightly in his hand.

Wu Ming stepped forward.

Every time Wu Ming took a step, the child took a step back.

But this is a dead end.

In the end the child retreated to nowhere to retreat.

At a distance of five meters from the child, Wu Ming stopped moving forward, but squatted down, and put the bun wrapped in oiled paper on the ground.

Wu Ming didn't say anything, just turned and left.

The child looked at the bun wrapped in oil paper, his eyes blinked slightly.

Walking out of the alley, Wu Ming continued to walk north.

Wu Ming has seen a lot of homeless children, and there will be more in the world.

Wuming knew that he couldn't help them much, and he couldn't help all the wandering children in the world.

Therefore, Wuming wants to do what he can.

Although this meal of buns is nothing.

Although it is said that after this meal, the child will continue to be hungry for the next meal.

Someone once said that about Wuming, saying that Wuming is nothing but hypocrisy.

but.

Even hypocrisy is a kind of kindness.

At least, Wu Ming felt that he could help the child to have a full meal.

"Pfft."

Just when Wu Ming continued to walk forward, Wu Ming felt someone hit him.

Turning his head, he saw the kid who was in the alley just now.

"Thank you! Thank you. Thank you for the buns."

The child's eyes were shining brightly.

"you are welcome."

Wu Ming smiled.

And the child turned around and ran away as if he was afraid of life.

Looking at the back of the child, Wu Ming stood for a long time, and even fell into a kind of thought.

The child ran very fast, afraid that others would overtake him.

After running under a bridge, the child looked around and made sure that there was no one around. Then the child breathed a sigh of relief and took the money bag out of his arms.

This purse belonged to Wu Ming.

The child tried to pour out the money in the purse, but found that shaking was useless.

"How did that happen?"

The more the child shook the purse, the more irritable his mood became.

This money bag was bulging, but I reached out to explore it, but found nothing!

Annoying!It's so annoying!

"Useless things!"

The child threw the purse heavily on the ground, and stepped on it a few times. Feeling finally relieved, he left angrily.

But when the child just turned around, he stopped in his tracks and froze in place!
"When did you come here?"

The child took a few steps back in fright.

As he ran, he kept an eye on his back. The monk stood there like a fool, and had no intention of catching up.

How did he show up?
"Little benefactor, please return the property to its original owner."

Wu Ming spread out his palms.

"Cut! I picked up this thing! I don't want this thing!"

As he spoke, the child picked up the purse and threw it at Wu Ming.

The money bag fell on Wu Ming's body.

Wu Ming held the purse in one hand, and looked at the child puzzledly: "Why did the little benefactor steal my purse?"

Wu Ming would not say that "stealing a purse is a bad thing".

If you can eat enough, the other party will not steal.

But what puzzled Wuming was.

Why is he stealing my purse?

"I didn't steal, don't talk nonsense!"

Instead, the child stretched out his hand and said flatteringly.

"I found your purse! Won't the master give me some rewards?"

(End of this chapter)