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Chapter 125 Crazy Beggar

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    When Zhang Daoling saw his original magic talisman, his breathing gradually became faster. His face turned red and his eyes shone with excitement.

    He took a long breath to calm down his turbulent mood, then stretched out his hand to take the talisman in front of him.

    "The Myriad Talisman", when Zhang Daoling touched the talisman, the name of this talisman suddenly appeared in his mind.

    "The heaven and the earth are named." All things have their origins, and things with origins have their own names.

    This name is given by heaven and earth, and it is also where the divine power lies.

    Since then, there has been another talisman called the ¡®Ten Thousand Transformations Talisman¡¯ in the world.

    "But although the magic talisman has been completed, Zhang Daoling still doesn't know how effective it will be.

    The magic talisman is not a medicine, and the medicine is uncontrollable, but as long as the magic talisman is recognized by heaven and earth, it will definitely be effective and safe.

    "But whether the effect is strong or weak makes Zhang Daoling a little unsure.

    "Do you want to find someone to try it?" Zhang Daoling first thought of Wang Xiu.

    But he quickly denied it, no, although the magic talisman is definitely fine, who knows if there will be other changes?

    Wang Xiu is an ordinary person, and it is best to spend his life in peace and happiness.

    And once this magic talisman is used on her, she will no longer be able to live an ordinary life as she is now.

    "It seems that we need to choose another person." Zhang Daoling thought in his heart, this person must be voluntary, and he also desperately needs the spiritual talisman to provide him with strength.

    Zhang Daoling thought of this and decided to go to Queyang Town to have a look tomorrow.

    After putting away the first ¡®Ten Thousand Transformations Divine Talisman¡¯, Zhang Daoling suddenly realized that more than half of the mana in his Niwan Palace had been consumed.

    It takes fifty pure mana to draw a Myriad Transformation Talisman.  Zhang Daoling drew three pictures in total, and his 150 mana points were just gone.

    His current Niwan Palace can gather a total of 360 mana, but only three talismans only used up half of it.

    We must replenish our mana now. This world is no better than other worlds.

    So Zhang Daoling sat down cross-legged and began to practice the magic formula with his hands.

    The spiritual energy in this world is extremely rich, and since it is close to Qingyi Mountain, the spiritual energy is even more pure.

    One night passed, Zhang Daoling Niwan Palace was filled with three hundred pure mana, and in this world, his inner alchemy can automatically operate for three weeks a day, while in the previous worlds, it could only run for up to three days a day.  It can run for one and a half days.

    Zhang Daoling went out to tell Wang Xiu that he wanted to go for a walk in the town.

    But he searched the whole yard and couldn't see Wang Xiu's shadow. He used his magic to sweep around the whole yard and found that Wang Xiu was not at home.

    "It seems that he went out very early." Zhang Daoling walked into the main room and found a piece of paper on the table.

    Zhang Daoling walked over, picked up the paper, took a look, and immediately laughed.

    Wang Xiu couldn¡¯t write, but she used charcoal to draw a little man on the paper. The little man walked out of the crooked house and walked away along the path.

    And in that crooked house, there is also a crooked little man, who squats in front of a crooked stove and cooks.

    "She's telling me that she's going on a long trip? Want me to cook for myself?" Zhang Daoling smiled slightly. It was just right. Needless to say, let's go directly to Queyang Town to have a look.

    Zhang Daoling used his magic power to light a flame, burned the note, then turned around and closed the doors and windows, closed the courtyard door again, and left

    When Zhang Daoling entered Queyang Town, no one paid much attention to him, they just regarded him as a beggar from out of town.

    While walking on the street, he suddenly saw a tailor shop. Zhang Daoling touched the one or two silver coins on his body and walked forward.

    But before he could even enter the door, the shopkeeper of the tailor shop started to yell at him, "Go, go, go, you are a beggar, go beg for food elsewhere."

    "Am I a beggar?" Zhang Daoling was stunned.

    The shopkeeper sneered, "Who do you think you are?"

    Zhang Daoling looked down and saw that the tattered Taoist robe was covered with dust, and there were blood scabs on the exposed skin, which looked like dried mud.

    "Oh." Zhang Daoling suddenly realized, "It turns out that I am a beggar. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't know. Thank you very much."

    This reminds Zhang Daoling that the more you have this status, the harder it is to attract others' attention, and the easier it is to hide yourself, keep a low profile, and keep a low profile.

    SimplyTurning around and leaving the tailor shop, the shopkeeper looked at Zhang Daoling's back, shook his head and said disdainfully: "You are young and have strong hands and feet, what can't be done to be a beggar! Humph!"

    Zhang Daoling came to a corner and squatted down against the wall. He accidentally saw that he looked like a beggar.

    But if you look carefully at Zhang Daoling's face, you can see that it is not the face of a beggar, because the face is delicate, clear, and rich.

    "Where are you from?" A childish voice came from beside me.

    Zhang Daoling turned around and saw a little boy holding a wooden stick and a broken bowl at his feet, staring at him and asking.

    "I'm from outside the town." Zhang Daoling replied.

    "Are you not a beggar?" the little boy asked.

    Zhang Daoling said in surprise: "How do you know?"

    "Your face is so clean, and your eyes are so bright, so confident, and you speak so confidently. You don't look like a beggar." The little boy pointed at himself and said, "Look, you have a skinny body and a face that is yellow from hunger."  , speaking weakly, and having the standard features of a beggar,

    You don¡¯t have a dog-beating stick or a broken bowl.  "

    Zhang Daoling was very interested and said, "Then tell me about the secrets here."

    The little boy thought for a while and said: "It's okay to tell you. Now, this stick is neither long nor short. It must be able to be picked up and beaten. Who do you want food from? Of course not from the poor, but from the rich.  People want it, but there are many people who are unkind because of their wealth. They always keep a few guard dogs at home. If you don¡¯t have a dog-beating stick at this time, oh, you won¡¯t be able to get food, and you will be bitten to death by the dogs.¡±

    "As for this bowl, it should not be complete, it should be broken. It is best not to have anything complete on the beggar." The little boy said: "It is best to cut off your hands and feet so that you can beg for food and others will pity you."

    As he said that, the little boy looked at Zhang Daoling with disgust and said, "Look at you, you are tall and strong, with all hands and feet. You will be scolded if you come out to beg for food like this."

    "And your face, it's too fair, it doesn't look like it at all! It doesn't look like it!" The little boy said it in a completely critical manner.

    Zhang Daoling asked back: "What about you? Why didn't you break off your arms and legs?"

    The little boy¡¯s face changed, and his face and mood became miserable and miserable: ¡°I am young, my parents have died, I am an orphan, illiterate, have no relatives, and have no one to rely on¡±

    Just when the little boy was halfway through speaking, a voice suddenly lamented from beside him: "Ah, miss, this child is so pitiful."

    Zhang Daoling and the little boy looked up and saw a beautiful lady and a lovely maid walking over.

    "Qiao'er, give him a tael of silver." The young lady said to the maid.

    The maid responded, then took out a tael of silver and put it into the little boy's bowl.

    "Thank you to the two female Bodhisattvas. I wish the two female Bodhisattvas great wealth and long life." The little boy burst into tears and bowed with his hands clasped together.

    The maid smiled slightly, then touched the little boy's head and said softly: "Poor child, go have a good meal."

    ?Then the maid turned to look at Zhang Daoling, her expression immediately changed: "For such a big man, he is so shameless when he comes to beg for food even though he has hands and feet."

    "Miss, let's go." After scolding Zhang Daoling, the maid stood up and helped the young lady to leave.

    The little boy grabbed a bunch of silver in the bowl and put it into his arms, then raised his chin proudly towards Zhang Daoling.

    Zhang Daoling gave a thumbs up and praised: "Professional."

    After saying that, Zhang Daoling looked left and right, then turned around and hit his head on the wall. There was a 'pop' sound and earth and rocks flew from the wall.

    When he turned around again, his face was covered with blood from the broken skin.

    The little boy stared blankly at Zhang Daoling, but Zhang Daoling stretched out his hand and wiped his face with blood. Then he stared at the little boy and smiled: "I am a crazy beggar."

    The little boy was stunned, and it took him a long time to react. Then he gave Zhang Daoling a thumbs up and said: "Hard!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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