The recommendations for next week are very strong, and the homepage is a heavy recommendation. Haha, Yiduo has always been supported by everyone, and has been in the top three of the newcomer list. The first recommendation is a strong recommendation by category. Yiduo is very satisfied, and thank you everyone, and then Well, not many people have come to the book club group recently. There is a group number in the introduction. If you are interested, you can join¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ªFang Lin was immediately furious and knocked down Situ Rui. After comforting the little beggar for a few words, he shouted angrily: ¡°You look down on the beggar so much, even if he He is a child, and he is about to thank you!" Situ Rui looked proud: "I am a holy son, can a little beggar touch the corner of my clothes?" Fang Lin suddenly became angry, this kid is better than him before. There were too many bastards, so Fang Lin directly tapped his mute acupuncture points, which made it difficult for him to move his feet, making him a mute and lame person. Fang Lin took off his luxurious clothes, leaving only a pure white gown. He threw Situ Rui to the ground and rolled him several times, making him look disgraced and said, "You are now a beggar too!" Then, I threw thirty candies at him, making him think they were the antidote, and left. Situ Rui looked stunned. He wanted to shout, he wanted to catch up with Fang Lin, but he was already unable to move. Tears rolled down from his eyes. Situ Rui was even more frightened at this moment. He couldn't speak and had difficulty moving. In addition, he was in poor health and would probably die! After Fang Lin walked away, he gave Song Yuanqiao a few instructions, "Master, he is still young after all, isn't this a bad thing?" Song Yuanqiao said. "He is the future pope. Not only does he represent all gods, but he is also the top of everyone's faith. He will also be in charge of the most powerful holy religion. Do you know how serious the consequences will be in the future for him like this?" Song Yuanqiao didn't When he spoke again, he listened to Fang Lin's order and looked at Situ Rui from a distance. Situ Rui's face was covered with tears at the moment, and his handsome face was now very dirty, no different from a little beggar. A little girl walked by, tilted her head, gave him a few snacks, grinned, and ran away happily. Situ Rui looked stunned, he began to receive charity from others. I am the crown prince of the Holy Religion and the future pope, but I actually received charity from others! Situ Rui was furious and felt aggrieved. He scolded all eighteen generations of Fang Lin's ancestors and vowed that after he recovered, he would use the power of the Holy Cult to destroy Wudang! Situ Rui opened the snacks with one hand. Fang Lin took off all his clothes and put them somewhere. He didn't have a penny on him. The Holy Cult, the Holy Cult also has a station in Yiling City. Situ Rui seemed to see hope, and he limped towards the Holy Cult. ¡°Ouch¡ª¡ª¡± A lady wearing luxurious clothes was hit by Situ Rui. With an angry look on her face, she slapped Situ Rui and shouted angrily: "You beggar, you can't walk without eyes!" Situ Rui was still a child. He couldn't help it anymore and cried loudly, but he couldn't make a sound. . "Still a little mute!" The noble lady snorted, took out her handkerchief, and wiped her hands, as if she had just slapped her and made her hands dirty. With tears streaming down his face, Situ Rui walked towards the Holy Religion¡¯s station. He believed that when he arrived at the Holy Religion¡¯s place, he would be saved, and those who had just offended him would all die! Situ Rui¡¯s eyes seemed to be on fire. He limped to the Holy Cult¡¯s station. Just as he was about to enter, he was stopped by the gatekeeper. The gatekeeper pushed Situ Rui to the ground and said, "You little beggar, if you want to beg elsewhere, here you go, don't go into the Holy Cult." After saying that, he threw it to Situ Rui a few copper coins. Situ Rui wanted to yell, but couldn't make a sound. He wrote on the ground and said that he was the Holy Son. The gatekeeper sneered: "He is still a madman." Each of them grabbed one of Situ Rui's hands and threw him away. Arrived far away from the Holy Religion. Seeing that his only hope was shattered, Situ Rui sat slumped on the ground, his mind going blank. "Hey, kid, where are you from? This is my territory." A middle-aged beggar with a broken hand said. Situ Rui ignored it. At this moment, his mind was blank and he couldn't hear anything. "You deserve a beating, don't you?" After saying that, he raised his unbroken arm. Situ Rui also woke up with a look of fear on his face. The middle-aged beggar sighed and seemed to feel quite pitiful, so he did not do anything. "Follow me from now on. It's really unlucky to meet a little beggar like you, but you are still mute. From now on, I will be the old man with no arms." The beggar with no arms said. Situ Rui wrote on the ground: I am the Holy Son of the Holy Religion.The uncle with the broken arm said: "Holy Son, you little beggar is really good at bragging. I used to have a good family, but unfortunately I met bandits. I have fallen to this day and I know a few words. You little beggar is really funny. I will follow you from now on." , Stop bragging, you know, the important thing for a beggar is not to brag, but to survive!" Slowly, the broken-armed uncle began to lead Situ Rui to beg, and Situ Rui followed him with blank eyes. Although he was still a young man, But that expression was really unpleasant. At the end of the day, almost no one gave him anything. The beggar with a broken arm sighed and cursed: "I'm so unlucky to meet a little beggar like you." After saying that, he gave Situ Rui all the steamed buns he had finally begged for. Situ Rui is really hungry. When people are hungry, they are willing to eat anything. This is instinct. Situ Rui looked at the steamed bun and ate it without caring whether it was dirty or not. He did not thank the beggar with a broken arm. In his memory, he always believed that it was only natural for everyone to be kind to him because he was a noble saint. son! The beggar with a broken arm touched his empty stomach and sighed. In the next few days, he took Situ Rui to beg. Slowly, Situ Rui became accustomed to the life of a beggar. He had experienced everything that a beggar had experienced. He had been beaten, laughed at, given alms, and everything else. , everything a beggar should experience has been experienced! Fang Lin is currently in the house, planning the future development of Wudang. Every few days, he will make some plans. Song Yuanqiao still paid attention to Situ Rui. When he was tired, he ordered several third-generation disciples to watch him closely. Fang Lin¡¯s life is still very regular. As usual, he occasionally goes out for a walk, helps others carry goods, and does some good deeds. "Taoist Master, how can I ask you to help with these menial tasks? I'd better do it myself." The big man said, carrying a bag of goods on his back. "It's okay, I'll help you so you can save some effort." Fang Lin said and helped lift the goods. Hubei¡¯s conscience is not a title that can be formed in a day or two. At this moment, Fang Lin also felt the joy of doing good deeds, not just in terms of reputation. While walking, Fang Lin saw Situ Rui. Situ Rui didn't notice Fang Lin. He was begging at the moment. Yes, he was begging. He was still a child. He didn't want to die. He wanted to learn to live! Fang Lin smiled slightly and walked away. He knew that his life had not changed, but Situ Rui's life had changed. My own personality has not changed, but Situ Rui's personality is slowly changing!