"Mom, do you know that person just now?"
Murong Bing saw his mother greeting Chen Feng and asked a little strangely.
"Daughter, do you ......
You really don't know him anymore?
” Although Xu Yanrong heard Chen Feng say that her daughter had forgotten him, she still didn't believe it, and now when she heard her daughter ask, she realized that her daughter really didn't remember Chen Feng anymore.
Murong Bing frowned, in her mind, there was no memory of Chen Feng, she shook her head and said, "I don't know, Mom, who is he?"
” "Oooh......
Since I don't know each other, it's not too important anyway.
Xu Yanrong's expression was also a little complicated.
After Murong Bing's mother and daughter got into the car and left, Long Hanzi came over with a teapot in his hand, patted Chen Feng on the shoulder and said, "Come on, come and have a cup of tea with me." ” Chen Feng knew what Long Hanzi meant, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to think about it, Chen Feng said funny: "Last time three cups of tea, you persuaded me to cultivate my mind and temperament, my fists were rusty, this time, what are you going to persuade me?"
” "Hehe, you kid, remember, okay, this time I'll replace the wine with tea and accompany you to drink."
Long Hanzi said with tears and laughter.
"Okay, let's not get drunk tonight."
Chen Feng said arrogantly.
"Boy, you think beautifully, I am the best big red robe, you think it is the second pot head of the red star, just three cups, but there are too many."
Long Hanzi glanced at Chen Feng, since he still knows how to joke, that means that Chen Feng will not think about it, Long Hanzi is also a lot more relieved.
"Stingy."
Chen Feng glanced at him, shook his head, and followed him into the house to drink tea, and the things that bothered him were left for later.
At this time, there was a pair of strange combinations in the railway station square in Yanjing, it was two monks, an old man and a young monk, it was Wuchen and the little novice, I saw that their clothes were messy, and they looked like they were dusty, and they didn't look like they came by train, but by train.
But the truth is actually not much different, although Wuchen is a monk with advanced cultivation, but he rarely goes down the mountain, not to mention that little novice, he is completely blind to the world outside the mountain.
Everything in their temple on the mountain is self-produced, whether it is food or drink, including even the incense is made by them, nothing comes from outside the mountain, Wuchen knows that things outside the mountain cost money, and he also took some money to make entanglement.
However, when they went to the train station, they asked him to buy a ticket, and he did take the money out, but it was not a Huaxia coin, but a banknote issued during the Republic of China, which also had the head of the Father of the Nation printed on it, and a majestic 5,000 yuan sheet, which immediately made the salesman and the people around him dumbfounded.
"This monk is here to make trouble on purpose, right?"
The salesman's first thought was that this monk was here to make trouble, where did anyone use the money from the Republic of China period, isn't this a brain pump?
Soon someone came and kicked the two of them out.
Wuchen was also dumbfounded, how did he know that the money in the Republic of China period was no longer available, not that there were no Huaxia coins in their temple, some lost hunters, or medicine pickers sometimes got lost in the mountains and were rescued by the monks in the temple, in order to thank them, sometimes they would leave them some sesame oil money, but it was not much, and it was generally only five yuan or ten yuan.
When they came out, Wuchen thought to himself, isn't it the most convenient to take it, so he took some five thousand, one thousand Republic of China banknotes and came out, but I didn't expect the times to change, these banknotes have long been useless.
However, this is not difficult for Wuchen, a master of advanced cultivation, he took Xiao Shami to find a place where no one was, jumped up, fell on the top of the train, and just blew the cold wind, after a day and a night of travel, he came to Yanjing with a bang.
They came out of the train station smoothly, after all, they were two monks, and the staff didn't embarrass them, and they didn't know that they were lying on the top of the train, otherwise they would have to be scared to pee.
A little monk seems to be a mute, no matter how he asks him, he doesn't open his mouth to speak, and the old monk can communicate, but he speaks upside down, and the staff is annoyed, so he simply lets him go.
Wuchen walked out of the train station with a ring of anger, they didn't eat for a day and a night, Xiao Shami was already hungry, and when he came out of the train station, there were crowds of people outside, there were cars and roads everywhere, and he didn't know which direction to go?
Wuchen is also thirsty and tired, he has money, but he can't use it, if he is a modern person, this thing is worth old money, but Wuchen doesn't understand this, no matter how good his martial arts are, it is useless in this place.
The two of them plan to go over and beg for some food and water, but who really believes that they are real monks these days, looking at the way the two of them are dressed, simple and simple, I am afraid that it is not those pretending monks, they were unceremoniously driven away before they could speak.
No one believes in the local origin of this downtown area, and the streets are lined with shops doing business, who would take care of two monks?
But although there was no food, some kind shopkeepers gave them some water, and the two of them were not so particular, so they squatted on the side of the street and drank it, but there was a middle-aged woman passing by, probably a believer, who saw the two monks, and kindly threw a ten-yuan note to them.
How do you know that this ten-yuan note is causing trouble for them, some professional beggars who are resident in this place, when they saw two foreign monks, dared to beg in their territory, they immediately picked up the phone and called someone, and soon, they saw a group of fierce and evil people surrounding the two of them.
Horse Eye is the head of this group of professional beggars, with a figure of five big and three burly, a face full of meat, one eye in a young age, because of his courage and ruthlessness, he was poked blind, so only one eye remains.
Ma Yan came out of prison for a few years, and couldn't find any serious work, and later discovered that begging was no worse than working for people, and soon he became the boss of the gang of beggars in this area with a ruthless word.
This place belongs to them, and generally does not allow foreign beggars to compete with them for business here, and suddenly two stinky monks who don't know whether they are alive or dead appeared, and they dare to beg for money here without paying homage to them, isn't this looking for death?
"Stinky monk, do you know whose territory this is?
Dare to beg in this place, I think you two are tired of living!
Ma Yan took a group of younger brothers, crossed their hands, and said viciously to them.
"Amitabha, the donors have misunderstood, we are not beggars, we are monks from Xichan Temple."
Wuchen folded his hands.
"Yo, is it still pretending to be like it, Amitabha?
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Lao Tzu will let you take off your pants later, you are not begging for money, so what is this?
Is it straw paper!
” One of Ma Yan's younger brothers picked up the ten yuan from the ground, poked it with his finger on Wuchen's bald head, and scolded.