Quick travel life mentor system

Chapter 520 The Son of Luck ([-])

Following the little beggar, he walked back and forth and came to a dark alley.

A tattered straw mat was spread on the ground, and a disheveled old man lay on it. Without a quilt, he barely covered it with straw from nowhere.

This is the old beggar.

Chickweed wasn't too dirty, so she walked up to it and squatted down, stretching out her hand to catch the old beggar's pulse.

Judging from the pulse condition, it means that the body is a little weak, but I also know that begging for a living, long-term malnutrition, and physical weakness are very normal.

There was nothing unusual about him from the outside, and now that he was unconscious, the little beggar couldn't speak, and couldn't ask about his symptoms. Just when Chickweed was about to use his omniscient ability to see what kind of disease he had, there was a sound at the alley. sound.

"Little Master, this is it."

"Thank you benefactor for leading the way."

Enlightenment came. The two looked at each other, and Enlightenment immediately bowed, "Amitabha, the female donor."

"Little Master, what a coincidence."

He realized that he heard people talking about it on the street. Yesterday, the little beggar took the money and went straight to the pharmacy, but was kicked out because he didn’t have enough money. After careful questioning, he guessed that the old beggar was sick. A Buddhist disciple, naturally Being compassionate, he begged a street vendor to take him to have a look.

"I have a pulse, and there is nothing abnormal. It should not be a physical disease."

Wu Wu nodded to show that he knew, leaned over and nodded at the old beggar's eyebrows, then frowned, "This benefactor lost two souls and one soul, that's why he fell into a coma."

"So that's how it is." Chickweed could see it if she wanted to, but she didn't think about it, after all, who would stare at an old beggar?
"Amitabha……"

Chickweed thought for a while, "He's just a beggar, he probably wouldn't make enemies with others, even if he did, it would be enough to find someone to beat him up, why use this method, it's not easy, he is probably only one of the targets... "

Enlightenment frowned, "Amitabha, in the meaning of the benefactor, there are others?"

"It should be like this, how about it, little master, please go to the street and ask if anyone else has the same symptoms. As for me, I will try to call the soul back first. If the old man can speak, it will save me We searched everywhere."

"Then I will trouble the benefactor." After realizing the words, he left the alley.

Chickweed summons souls, of course, there is no need for those fancy things, it's just a thought, but the little beggar is still watching, so it's not easy to look too relaxed.

She stretched out her hand to melt a talisman, pressed it on the old beggar's brow, and then pretended to read a few incantations. The talisman instantly turned into golden smoke and dissipated in the air.

The old beggar coughed a few times, then slowly opened his eyes and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but it was probably because he had been in a coma for too long and his mouth was too dry to speak.

Chickweed conjured a glass of water and asked him to drink it. The old beggar finally took a breath, and then he spoke. He looked at Chickweed, "Girl, you are..."

"I was just passing by," Chickweed waved and called the little beggar over, "This child brought me here. When I came, I saw you unconscious. Old man, do you still remember what happened before you became unconscious?"

"This...before I fainted, I remember it was night. I was walking on the road. Suddenly two men in black passed by. Then one of them seemed to have noticed me and said something to the other. I was too far away. Listen clearly, and then…then I don’t remember.”

It's a clue that's better than nothing, at least sure someone is actually going to do something.

Chickweed took out a bag of loose silver and handed it to the old beggar, "Old man, take the money and buy a house to start a business or something."

"I-I can't have this..." The old beggar was a little panicked, "You don't get paid for nothing, and you saved me, why..."

"Old man, just take it," Chickweed looked at the little beggar standing aside, "This child is filial and a good child. You have to think more about him."

"This..." The old beggar hesitated for a while, but still accepted it, but he pulled the little beggar over and kowtowed three times, "There is no way to repay your kindness, and I will repay your kindness by being a cow and a horse in the next life!"

Chickweed walked out of the alley and looked at the sky. It had been nearly two hours since he left the inn, and it was time for lunch.

She first went to the street to find Wu Wu who was still asking for news, "Little Master Wu Wu!"

"The patroness."

"Did the little master ask anything?"

Realization shook his head, "Amitabha, there seems to be nothing unusual."

"Hmm... maybe I haven't had time to do it yet, maybe like that old man, no one has noticed..." Chickweed turned the handle of the umbrella, and the bell rang, "Anyway, it's too inefficient to ask like this. Let's eat first."

Zhenwu was very embarrassed about Chickweed's familiar attitude. After all, he had not been in contact with any women since he was a child, and there could not be any women in the temple, except for pilgrims offering incense.

It was not easy for him to refuse, so he could only nod his head.

After ordering, Chiwei called Xiao Er over and threw him a silver coin, "Xiao Er, let me ask you something."

When the waiter saw the money, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly agreed, "Sir, you are just asking. You know, there is nothing in the water town that I don't know about today. What do you want to ask, sir?"

"Are there any rich people here who have strange diseases and no one can cure them?"

"Yo, you, you are late. If it had been earlier, there would have been one."

"Ah? Who?"

"The son of the rich man Zhang here, I don't know what happened five years ago, but he suddenly became a fool. Many doctors said he couldn't cure it, but a wandering Taoist priest with his apprentice came here a few days ago. This way, the young master of Zhang family is really good, you are not a god!"

"Oh, is there really such a mysterious thing in the real world?"

"I didn't believe it at first, but I ran into him on the street the day before yesterday, and I couldn't tell that he was a fool before!"

"Thanks." Talking about chickweed, he threw another ingot of silver, and Xiao Er took the money and ran away happily.

Realization looked at her, a little puzzled, "The benefactor is really compassionate, but I don't know what the benefactor is asking for?"

Chickweed raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect him to ask this question, "Everyone calls my little master a 'Buddha son', but now my little master asks me like that, so why does my little master do good deeds?"

"...for peace of mind." Wu Wu gave such an answer.

"It's normal, but I'm different from my little master. I only want 'I'm happy'."

(End of this chapter)