brother is right

Chapter 83 Conscience is merit

Chapter 83 Conscience is merit
Just as the person fell into silence, there was another soft sound from the side.

I saw Song Yin silently picked up the bowl and chopsticks, quickly picked up the vegetables and ate them in his mouth, and the bowl of rice bottomed out in an instant.

"Brother?" Zhang Feixuan asked suspiciously.

Song Yin put down the bowl and chopsticks, pointed at their food, and said, "Finish it."

The brother insisted, the two of them agreed, Zhang Feixuan put down the folding fan, picked up the bowl and started eating.

Wang Qizheng snorted coldly at the man, sat back in his seat, and swallowed the bowl of rice in two or three bites.

He is tall and strong, with a big mouth, and the bowl that can fill an ordinary person's hand is like a tea bowl in his hand, so of course he doesn't eat it.

Although Zhang Feixuan looked elegant, he was unambiguous when eating. After all, he was a Qi refiner. As for the amount of food for a cultivator, he was naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

The wild vegetables are unpalatable, and the water smells fishy, ​​but at this moment, the senior brother is giving orders with a face, no matter how unpalatable it is, he must swallow it.

It's better than the wild vegetable dumpling in the mountain gate before, at least it still has oil.

There were fewer and fewer dishes on the table. As Wang Qi was just picking up the last dish on the plate and putting it into his mouth, he suddenly felt the atmosphere around him increase, and there was a sound like a sharp sword being unsheathed.

Song Yin's eyes were bright at this time, and he happened to be facing Wang Qizheng. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to chew, and immediately kicked off the chair and knelt on the ground.

"Brother, I didn't do it on purpose, thinking about the last bite, I ate it first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yin's eyes moved over to the family of three.

There are three members of the family, the husband and wife are perfect, the breath and soul in the body are all there, just like the younger brother Sun Jiubei, they have not been absorbed by evil ways.

But that little girl was different, she had a strange aura shrouded in her body at this time, inexplicable, faintly golden.

It wasn't the aura of demons. Song Yin didn't feel the aura of ghosts and ghosts. The golden aura connected her parents, and there was a golden thread on top of her head, leading to the west.

There seemed to be something in her body that was constantly pouring into that golden thread, and transmitted to the west through the golden thread.

West side
Song Yin stood up, walked towards the family of three, and went directly to the little girl.

He came over suddenly, causing the woman to subconsciously hold the little girl tighter, and looked straight at Song Yin.

I saw Song Yin stretching out his hand directly, his fingers were directly covered by white flames, and he directly twisted the golden thread on the top of the girl's head, rubbing his two fingers together, the golden thread was torn off.

As the golden thread was torn off, the little girl's eyes blurred, she collapsed into the woman's arms, and passed out.

"Daughter! Daughter!"

The woman shook the girl's body, showing panic, snorting tremblingly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

It's dizzy.
At this time, she looked at Song Yin who was full of wonder, and stammered: "You, you are."

The clothes on Song Yin's body suddenly changed, the crown turned into a dragon bone crown, the cloak turned into a dark yellow yellow dragon cloak, and the clothes became white dragon robes.

"I am Song Yin of the Jinxianmen. Now that my merits and virtues have been exhausted, your daughter will be fine from now on, and you can live with peace of mind!"

This sudden change made the woman stunned, and the man who was sitting there murmured and crazily showed excitement, "Is it a fairy! Did the fairy come to enlighten me? Is the little girl saved? Isn't the little girl?" It's ready!"

"I'm not an immortal, I'm just a Qi practitioner. I won't enlighten you, make you rich, extend your life, and let you become immortal. The only thing I can tell you is, As long as one does not steal or break the law, and has a good conscience, that is a great merit!"

"As for what is beyond the scope of human beings."

Song Yin said loudly: "That's what I have to deal with!"

With that said, he turned around and walked out, "Second Junior Brother, pay."

"Eh."

Zhang Feixuan responded, took out broken silver and copper coins from his belt, and asked the two, "How much?"

It's just that the two of them just stared blankly at Song Yin's back, obviously not listening.

"Usually at an ordinary restaurant, it's only [-] Wen. Just right."

Zhang Feixuan shook his head, counted the copper coins in his hand, put them on the table, and followed Song Yin out.

"Don't go hungry next time. Starving is the most fucking painful. Fortunately, I met my senior brother. If I were someone else, instead of making you starve to death, I would give you relief."

Wang Qi was looking at them and shook his head, and also walked out the door.

"This money."

It wasn't until they all went out and disappeared that the woman came to her senses. She first looked at her daughter in panic, and found that she was still breathing smoothly, without any signs of dying. She was relieved immediately.

Before receiving the money, the daughter almost disappeared as soon as the money was received.

She looked outside the door and muttered to herself: "That's too much, ten Wen is enough."

"Thank you, Great Immortal! Thank you, Great Immortal!"

The man suddenly kowtowed to the door, he didn't care even if he was bleeding from the knock, but tears kept flowing from his eyes.

……

After leaving the restaurant, Song Yin went straight to the west of the city.

Zhang Feixuan followed behind, and couldn't help asking: "Brother, is this Mingtang Temple an evil way?"

"do not know."

Song Yin said in a deep voice: "I see that the city is indeed in order, and not everyone seeks that merit, it's all out of voluntary."

The people guarding the city are all perfect people. He opened his eyes when he entered the city before, but he didn't see any defects in his body, which was different from the mortals they protected under Pingding Mountain.

It's not that everyone doesn't want money. There are so many shops on the main street that charge money.

But the golden thread on the girl's head can't be wrong, cut off that thread, and the girl will return to normal.

The golden thread is true, but it is also true that people in the city are kind to each other.

This made Song Yin not very clear.

"I don't know, then I will see clearly and go to Mingtang Temple!"

His speed was getting faster and faster, and at the end he stomped directly, and the yellow wind blew under his feet, turning into an afterimage and heading straight to the west of the city.

The two of them were left staring at each other.

Thinking of what Song Yin said just now, Wang Qi was staring, only feeling a chill, "I'm a mother. Senior brother can't see clearly, what kind of evil way is that?"

"People stationed in the world, that is the right way, we are the evil way."

Zhang Feixuan corrected Wang Qizheng's words, but he also thought about it: "Brothers can't see clearly, which means that these mortals are perfect people, and the sect that can raise perfect people has a way."

They are small and small, and they usually avoid these righteous ways when they walk in the world. Suddenly, they saw a sect with a lot of knowledge. Logically speaking, they should go out of the city and avoid it.

But now the brothers are gone
"It feels dangerous, pay more attention, so as not to die." Zhang Feixuan said.

"Huh? You mean the senior brother will die?" Wang Qizheng asked.

"No, I mean"

Zhang Feixuan shook his folding fan and fanned it, showing a confident smile: "We will die."

Wang Qizheng: "..."

What are you so confident about!

Need to say such nonsense?
Their combat strength, they can't beat their comrades who are also from small families in Sumerai, let alone the sects that are rooted in the world!
 Because there was no manuscript saved, and the update was a bit late, it was not updated during the day, and the third update was completed after twelve o'clock.

  I try to put it in the daytime, and ask for a monthly pass!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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