54 saint

See the child's pitiful appearance. Wang Feng's heart softened as if he had touched something. I secretly swear that one day, if I have the ability, I will definitely let everyone have food. There are clothes to wear. When he secretly set this wish, he seemed to communicate something in the dark, and an inexplicable luck was added. I haven't seen any movement for a long time. The yuan god, who is almost difficult to grow up, doesn't know what to absorb. I grew up a lot at once. It's almost an inch in size.

Even the Yuanshen space has also expanded a lot. Wang Feng was stunned and almost scolded. Isn't this the great law of Buddhism? If you make a grand wish, you must implement it, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve the road. This heavenly way is also okay, but it's not okay to even think about it. Fortunately, this is the only goal. If you decide by yourself, eliminate the slums. Or eliminate corrupt officials. I'm afraid it will never be possible.

It is always beneficial no matter what. The Yuanshen is strong, and the true spirit is also much pure. Even with a strong body. It's almost to break through the spiritual weapon level. But it's not that easy to break through. Then look at the child with gentle eyes. He said, "As long as you answer the question, right or wrong, you can eat it. If you answer, you can eat it, and so can the child in the back." Really." The two children asked happily.

One answered wrongly, and the other rushed to answer, and they all thought there was none. I'm very happy to hear this news. One person also took a sugar-coated haws from Wang San's hand and went to the side to eat it. Then I went to line up again. Next, Wang Feng asked questions one by one, and the children slowly answered them, and an hour passed. Wang Er and Wang San don't know how many times they have come back and how many sugar-coated haws they have bought. The children's stomachs are bulging.

Only then did Wang Feng figure out what he wanted to know. The first is Shen Gong. It is said that when he was born, a black gas lingered. As soon as she was born, her mother died in childbirth. When he was three years old, his father gave Shen Gong some food in order to grab some trash cans. Beat to death. Even the aunt who gave birth to him fell on the road and died.

It's just that he is left alone. At that time, people didn't know that he was a plague god. So a slum aunt was kind to him. Who knows, since that day, family disasters have continued. Her husband died three days after * Shen Gong for no reason. His son and daughter also died slowly. The strangest thing is that Shen Gong will bleed even if he doesn't go out for almost a day. I even choked when I drank water. Even so, it seems as if it is immortal. Still stumble and grow up.

The aunt is also a fortune-telling man. She actually lived with Shen Gong for five years before she died of illness. At this time, the saying that Shen Gong is a plague god has spread. At that time, everyone was still skeptical. But no one dares to * him anymore. So Shen Gong lived by looking for food in the garbage heap, so that he still survived tenaciously. However, it is still bad luck every day. Either he was beaten or inexplicably injured. At the same time, anyone who has approached him. Whether it's good intentions or malice. If you don't die, you will be hurt. So his name as the plague god became bigger.

As long as you know that he can hide far away. Wang Feng was very curious about such a character. I'd like to see what luck is so bad. The bad luck is that you won't live long. Why are you still fine when you are in your teens? Next, Wang Feng was also very interested in another person. That's the saint of the slum. It's the second son's sister. It is said to be taken by large families. Become a young lady.

wear silk and satin, and eat mountain and sea delicacies. In this way, it can't be called a saint. She went to big families and didn't forget the slums. I come back several times a year. Take out silver and repair houses for the slums. Otherwise, I'm afraid that more than half of the people in the current slums have no place to live. I don't know how many people will die of cold.

Not only that, but also take out a large handful of silver every year. Buy back food and give it to each family. Wang Feng was even more sad when he understood the large handful of silver in the child's mouth. Ten taels of silver was a lot of money. The so-called food is wheat bran. Almost more than 100 catties of wheat bran can be divided, and the family of three will not starve to death. It's just that I don't starve. This is contentment. Just kidding, become a lady of a large family and eat delicacies. Unexpectedly, I can only take out ten taels of silver. According to those children, the scattered silver is taken out every time. It's extremely strange.

The happiest thing for everyone is that the saint is back. Then everyone will be able to get a piece of meat that day. Every time he comes back, the slum is as happy as a holiday. Wang Feng is lucky. Today is the time for the saint to come back. It is said that every time the saint comes back, the plague will also appear. The saint is the only one, and there is no problem in relieving the plague. This made Wang Feng even more curious. Slums can't go to the streets, otherwise they are the target of everyone's attack. The main reason is that they look too shabby. It is said that the slums still grow crops. So how to get out of town? Wang Feng got an answer from the child again. A street in the slums is extremely long, almost halfway around the whole city. I don't know who opened a dog hole on the wall, that is, the exit of the poor in and out of the city. Speaking of which, the poor themselves say that they feel shameless. Therefore, almost all say dodge. It's hard to see it.

It is said that these poor people are the largest grain gentry merchants and tenants of the merchant. Maybe God will be gratitude this year. Unexpectedly, potatoes have been planted. The merchant is a good man, at least for everyone to grow. Although the tax collected is 90%. But there is still some food. There are a lot of potatoes per mu. Every family can get hundreds of pounds of potatoes.

Add the food given by the saint. I should be able to have a few full meals this year. Shang Heng! Wang Feng's eyebrows are sharp, isn't he the golden master? Obviously, his order of three applications and five orders can only collect 30% of the tax. It seems that the businessman doesn't take it seriously. It seems that he took office, and there is such a thing behind the prosperity.

Shang Heng, Wang Feng regarded him as the target of targeted surveillance as soon as he took office. Unfortunately, after a year, I didn't notice anything abnormal. This is strange. If it is true, then the taxes of the three counties and one government should be carefully checked. Wang Feng's government only received one-sir. Let those big landlords earn 20% unsatiable. Wang Feng's eyes flashed. Shang Heng is the next target.

At this moment, there was a burst of cheers. Except for children playing, there was no one else in the poor alley. Countless people turned out of the room. They are all worn rags. It's just a little cleaner. Most of the men wear upper bodies and a patched knee-length shorts. It's autumn now. Still like this, you can imagine how poor it is. Women are better. Wearing a tattered long dress. At least the place that should be covered is covered.

A group of people passed Wang Feng in an instant, and even the children ran over cheering. The second son said to Wang Feng, "Uncle. My sister is back. Come with me. I'll give you meat. But not everyone is a piece. Wang Feng was extremely sad, but with a smile on his face and said, "Okay, I'll go and have a look with you." I secretly thought about what the saint would look like. Wang Feng became curious and followed the crowd.

The group walked to the end of the alley but did not dare to go out. At this moment, a burst of cheer came: "The saint is back!" As soon as the words fell, two women came from there. One is fourteen or fifteen years old and the other is twelve or thirty years old. Beautiful is not beautiful, but it still looks beautiful. Both of them are wearing satin. However, Wang Feng's eyes glanced and found that he didn't know how long the satin had been worn. Anyway, it's not new.

The jewelry on the head can almost be concluded to be fake. At most, it's just dozens of fake things. This is not the dress of a big lady. As soon as they came, they were surrounded by the crowd, and Wang Feng and others could hardly squeeze through. As people flow to the depths of the alley.