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"What do you say?" Ma Wenshi asked, wiping away tears.
"Rather than crying all the way, it is better to cry as a family."
The boy put his hand on the sharp sword and said calmly.
Ma Wenshi's mind is in a mess now, and he couldn't understand what the boy was talking about for a while, so he sighed, stroked his daughter's withered and yellow hair and said:
"well¡¡"
"We are hungry now, and we don't have the energy to fight with you."
"That's right!" Zhang Shaochen patted his head, as if suddenly realizing it, and shouted, "Suddenly remembered, I still have something to do. Telling you so much has taken me a lot of time."
"Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me, let me hurry on my way."
As he spoke, he pushed away Ma Wenshi in front of him, pushed away the crowd all the way, and headed northwest.
His pushing and shoving movements were relatively big. When he pushed away the crowd all the way, he bumped and bumped. Not only did he bump into a lot of people, some of them were weak, but he also knocked him to one side and almost fell down.
Seeing him like this, especially when he said he would leave, Ma Wenshi was very disappointed.
Seeing the boy bumping his way through the crowd, he couldn't help shaking his head, thinking to himself:
"What happened to me just now?"
"How could you talk so much and complain so much to such a frizzy, heartless warrior?"
With regret and self-blame, he pulled his little daughter, ready to hold on, and continued to walk to Mingzhou¡ª¡ª
I heard people say that there are a lot of seafood there, and you can survive just by picking up kelp, seashells, catching crabs on the beach, and grilling them
Just when Ma Wenshi and his daughter were about to continue walking, they suddenly heard someone from the nearby crowd say:
"Huh? Why is there so much money in my briefcase¡ª¡ª"
The words that blurted out, only halfway through, and then stopped abruptly.
Obviously, this person suddenly realized halfway that he had a windfall in his pocket, and he must not reveal his wealth.
At this moment, this person also felt that he must be lucky and blessed by heaven, so he secretly sent ghosts and gods to give him money in his pocket.
Unexpectedly, after being yelled at by his voice, the others suddenly blurted out in alarm, saying that they also had more than 20 Wen in their pockets.
Twenty or so pennies, in the past, maybe not worth mentioning;
But now, they are disaster victims!
How many days has it been since I saw a penny?
These twenty or so Wen are a huge sum of money to them. If they save money, they will be able to live for many days!
Now that everyone has said it, more disaster victims who found out that they had extra money in their pockets also breathed out in surprise and boldness.
And at this time, they compared each other and found that the extra money in their pockets was all the same, twenty-five Wen.
At this time, Ma Wenshi, who had just regretted blaming himself, also touched his pocket with hope¡ª¡ª
This time, God didn't play tricks on him anymore, and he also had tens of pennies extra in his pocket.
As a cultivated literati, he did not shout like other vulgar fellows.
But in the dark, he was counting back and forth in his pocket with his heart beating fast, and found that the extra money in his pocket was a full fifty cents!
"Fifty Wen?"
Ma Wenshi suddenly froze.
He reacted in a blink of an eye, and his heart was shocked:
"Fifty Wen, isn't this the share for my father and daughter?"
At this time, the disaster victims and friends who got the money around were all cheering:
"God opened my eyes!"
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has manifested!"
As a disciple of Confucianism, Ma Ruiqing and Ma Wenshi have always "respected ghosts and gods and kept them at a distance".
But at this time, infected by the warm atmosphere, he couldn't help but yelled a few times.
However, compared with others, he shouted absent-mindedly after all.
After shouting a few words, he suddenly realized, and asked his daughter:
"Xiaoju, check your pockets, is there any copper coins?"
When Xiaoju heard this, she fumbled in her pocket quickly, and finally turned over the entire cloth pocket, but there was not even a penny.
Seeing this, Ma Wenshi was a little disappointed.
But suddenly, his body shook suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked towards the northwest in disbelief¡ª¡ª
There, the boy with the sword who left just now can still vaguely see a faint figure.
At this moment, his daughter was still murmuring unhappily:
"Why didn't I? Why didn't I?"
Ma Wenshi didn't even think about it, and said casually:
"Because men and women don't know each other."
Under the grateful gazes of caring people like Ma Wenshi, Zhang Shaochen went northwest along the way he came just now.
Why go back?
Because he wants to go to Zhuji.
Ning turned back and wanted to go to Xi Shi's hometown. It was already clear what he wanted to do.
When he was heading for Zhuji, the yellow-faced man among the refugees who first told him where Luo Shixiong was, approached Ma Ruiqing and whispered respectfully:
"Mr. Ma, the young man just now was so benevolent and gave us some money."
"Then do you think he will go to trouble with that big corrupt official?"
"Trouble with the big corrupt officials?" Mr. Ma raised his eyebrows, "Li Lao Si, what are you thinking? That young man, as long as he is not stupid, where would he go?"
"Why? He is so kind"
The man named "Li Lao Si" frowned, unwilling to speak authentically.
"Heh!" Mr. Ma said with some contempt, "Even you know the whereabouts of Luo Shixiong, which means that that corrupt official is not afraid of people coming to seek revenge."
"Won't the young man know about this?"
"After he inquired a little bit, he knew that this big corrupt official, who had embezzled so much money, had already hired many expert guards."
"I heard that there is a very powerful swordsman inside, it seems to be called"
"Well, I'm getting older, and my memory is not good"
"Ah, I remembered! It seems to be some kind of 'Qi Wuhuan' nicknamed 'Ghost Sha Yinfeng Sword'."
"Ghost Sha Yinfeng Sword! Listen to this nickname, how scary is it?"
"And this name, Qi Wuhuan, everyone wants to be happy, but he wants to be 'Wuhuan'. Who would a normal person choose such a name? How awkward."
"So when you hear this kind of name, you are a peerless master!"
"This" Li Laosi's eyebrows were further twisted, and his yellow face was further wrinkled.
He deliberately refuted a few words to maintain the little hope in his heart.
But he opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.
Mr. Ma, who has read the book, makes a lot of sense.
He agrees.
He couldn't fool himself.
So he was stunned for a moment, Li Laosi sighed heavily:
"well!"
"Mr. Ma, don't be surprised, it's because I'm delusional."
"Let's talk about that young hero, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old. Even if he started practicing kung fu in the womb, he can't even catch up with that damn Qi Wuhuan."
"We are thankful that we can get some copper coins from our little benefactor. Do we still think too much? You still have to be content."
"That's right, isn't that the reason?" Ma Ruiqing nodded in agreement.
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