"Old man, walk slowly. Come on, let me help you."

"Young man, you are so kind!"

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"Brother, let me help you lift it."

“Little brother, you really can’t tell a person by his appearance!”

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"Children, please be careful and stay away from the wheels of the carriage."

"Brother, although you are ugly, you are a good person!"

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"Grass!" "Grass!" "Grass!"

Seeing Po Jun's face filled with holy glory, doing good deeds along the way, and then looking at the rows of grass jumping around on his left and right shoulders to introduce himself, Xiao Ya lowered her head silently.

No feet were seen.

She sighed sadly, and suddenly felt an envious look next to her.

She looked over and saw that Xiaoyu had already turned her head.

Suddenly, my mood improved.

What made me feel even better was that the host started handing out money.

I saw a wealthy businessman in mourning clothes staggering out. He wanted to hold Huang Shang's hand, but for some reason he didn't dare to hold it. Then he held Mu Yingxiong's hand and didn't let go.

His face was full of tears, and he choked with sobs and said: "My old mother passed away peacefully. You guys are great. I have never heard such a good song "Crying the Emperor" in my life. Next time there will be a funeral in my family...next time there will be someone in the city

I'm looking for you when I'm having a funeral!"

Mu Yingxiong was a little embarrassed: "We are just passing by to make some money so we can go to Beiyuan. We are not doing this specifically."

The wealthy businessman encouraged: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Outstanding talents like these two little brothers will definitely succeed. We are destined to meet again."

"How can you talk... This is a lot of money..."

Mu Yingxiong was about to fall out, but when he looked at the bag handed over by the butler, he finally nodded and forced out a smile: "That's easy to say! It's easy to say!"

When you go out from now on, be sure to bring enough money.

It's true that a penny drove a heroic man to death.

Ten days ago, everyone left Mulong Town and headed for Beiyuan where Jian Zong was located.

Under Po Jun's strong invitation, mainly because they were afraid that he would give them three more swords and six holes, Huang Shang and Mu Yingxiong agreed to become disciples of the Sword Sect.

Mu Yingxiong was the most free and easy-going person. He left a letter to Mu Mansion and the group set off on their way.

A sixteen-year-old boy always hopes to go out and see the vast and prosperous world.

Then he realized he didn't bring enough money.

Huang Shang has always been very quiet and does not care about money and things.

Xiaoyu used to be the most attentive, but recently she kept looking at Xiaoya, looking like she wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, and she was careless unintentionally.

Mu Yingxiong is a second-generation rich man. He has no experience in traveling far away, so he hastily prepared his luggage.

As a result, the group walked for three days and all the money in their pockets was exhausted.

If you spend money like water, you can only eat waste.

Fortunately, once you learn an instrument, you can travel all over the world without fear.

No, when everyone came to this city, just in time to catch up with the death of the wealthy Mr. Shen and his mother, Mu Yingxiong stepped forward.

The suona is played, the erhu is played, and the gongs and drums are beaten.

This time the band also had a new member Po Jun, and he chose Chongzhong.

Bells were called "horns" in this era. They came in pairs, made of brass, and had a crisp and sweet sound, like silver bells.

Po Jun got started quickly. When playing, he held a rope in his left and right hands through a small hole and struck each other to make a sound.

It attracted a lot of praise.

After everyone was busy all afternoon, Mu Yingxiong weighed the heavy bag, opened it and saw that it was fifty taels in total.

He is worthy of being a wealthy businessman, and he has a lot of money to spend.

There should be no problem in supporting everyone to come to Jianzong.

If you think about it, it's quite profitable to do this.

wrong.

I used to imagine that when I grew up, I would fight in the world, which was to rob the rich and give to the poor, and let the businessmen who were unkind to the rich hold funerals.

Why now...

Mu Yingxiong looked at the mansion with white lanterns and sighed.

As a result, it is indeed a funeral now.

I even participated.

Is this what it feels like to grow up...

"Pojun, let's go!"

He sighed and shouted to Po Jun, who was helping another old woman cross the street.

"Come right away!"

Po Jun gave a gummy smile, and just as he was distracted, the old lady at his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

The speed was extremely fast, and he shouted while falling: "You pushed me!"

However, Po Jun stretched out his hand and lifted the old lady up.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Young man is so handsome!"

The old lady reacted quickly, patted her clothes, put her hands behind her back, and walked away with a vigorous pace.

The masters are among the people.

"Po Jun, let's go!"

Mu Yingxiong couldn't stand it anymore.

If Pojun hadn't been doing good deeds along the way and was blackmailed with two sums of money, their journey wouldn't have been so slow.

Hurry and hurry, Jian Zong should have arrived in ten days.

And if Pojun continues like this, fifty taels of silver won't last long.

"Not every elderly person is like this."

Po Jun turned around and saw a group of old ladies lined up, eagerly waiting for him to help him, and he immediately smiled.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Yingxiong rushed forward, even using the hero sword.

As soon as the group of old women saw something was wrong, they immediately felt the wind blowing from their feet and disappeared without a trace. However, without moving or raising his shoulders, the four-foot-long sword with its sheath appeared and struck at Mu Yingxiong.

Mu Yingxiong seemed to have expected it, and the heroic sword was also unsheathed. He swung it forward and blocked it with incomparable precision.

The two men's bodies shook, and they were evenly matched.

"Junior brother Ying Xiong is indeed a genius. He has only been mastering the inexplicable sword technique for ten days, but his swordsmanship has already improved by leaps and bounds, reaching such a level."

There was no jealousy in Po Jun's eyebrows, he was full of joy, but he said firmly: "Don't do evil because it's small, don't do good because it's small, don't fail to do it, you see!"

Mu Yingxiong looked in the direction of his finger and saw an old woman walking tremblingly towards the street. Po Jun walked up, with a holy light on her face.

Then the old woman fell down again.

Mu Yingxiong paid ten taels of silver.

Not far away, Huang Shang lowered his head.

The changes in Pojun can be described as going to extremes.

Huang Shang originally thought that his move would destroy Po Jun's passion and allow him to correct his evil ways and become the backbone of the right path in advance.

But now it seems that the effect is too "good", and the villain has directly turned into a holy mother.

And this kind of Virgin is actually still a manifestation of submission to the will of flesh and blood.

It's just that the original flesh and blood will wants to eat, rob, and seize, so the army burns, kills, loots, and commits all kinds of evil.

Now the signal sent out by the flesh and blood will has become to do good deeds for good.

I am afraid that what Huang Shang's soul was thinking at that moment was inadvertently engraved in the ripples of life. In order to survive, the flesh and blood will in Po Jun's body immediately knelt down and licked it, obediently obeying the instructions.

This move indeed saved the lives of countless innocent people, and might even be able to feed a group of old ladies, but Huang Shang thought of the manipulation and manipulation of lower creatures by higher creatures.
To be continued...