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Seeing that she had finished eating, Rong Mian patted her on the head, "Let's go."

After resting for a bunch of candied haws, Panxiang stood up cheerfully, and then asked, "Master Mian, why don't you eat it?"

"I don't like sweets." Rong Mian replied casually.

"Oh. But you used to like sweets the most." Panxiang tilted her head while walking back.

Rong Mian turned her head to look at Panxiang thoughtfully when she heard the words, a sharp voice suddenly came from the street, and the wind blew in her ears, "Catch that little thief, hurry up!"

"Ouch!"

All I saw was a black shadow running over, knocking Panxiang over, and then quickly fled towards the crowded place.

Pan Xiang clutched her chest, trembling on the ground in pain.

Rong Mian leaned over and helped her up with his own hands, and raised his eyes to look at the black shadow bumping into Panxiang. Immediately, a few people with brooms and sticks ran up behind him, chasing the black shadow aggressively, shouting while chasing , "Catch that little thief who stole the buns quickly, stop him!"

"Stealing a steamed stuffed bun is worth a group of people chasing after. Could it be that you stole a golden steamed stuffed bun?"

Rong Mian narrowed his eyes and looked towards the escape place, muttering thoughtfully.

Pan Xiang clutched her sore chest, took a breath, and replied, "Young Master Mian doesn't know, this place is very close to the slave market, I'm afraid this little thief who stole buns might be a slave who escaped from someone else. This is to take the person back. Maybe he is a habitual thief, or maybe he stole again and again, making the owner anxious."

After hearing this, Rong Mian felt that it made sense, and turned towards the slave market, "Master Mian, why don't we go and have a look?" Pan Xiang shouted hopefully from behind.

"Nothing to see." Rong Mian said calmly.

He's done too much bullying, and he's tired of it.He is not a good person, and he is not willing to run up to be a good person to help the weak, so it is better not to watch it.

After Panxiang chased after her, she asked some more questions. The master and servant went towards the slave market, and the crowd scattered behind them. One person walking this way, Panxiang's voice resounded very clearly on the street. , turned his face in some thought, his eyes just fixed on the figure of Pan Xiang chasing Rong Mian, when he saw Rong Mian's back, the man's eyes deepened, his brows frowned, and he immediately stepped up to follow.

Following Pan Xiang's guidance, Rong Mian found two young servants who looked like passers-by, but were capable as elves and had a bit of muscle mass in the slave market. He only bought two of them and walked back.

Pan Xiang wondered why Young Master Mian didn't buy two maids, and acted like he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask along the way.

As soon as the two young servants heard that he was from the Rong family, they immediately showed a bright look. It is still half a day away from the Rong Mansion. Rong Mian said that he came here on foot, and he still walked back. The two The boy was not ambiguous, but more energetic.Seeing this, Rong Mian nodded secretly.

Standing by the window of a four-story restaurant along the street, looking at the two strong young men that Rong Mian bought below, Yu Song stood with his head hanging aside, and whispered, "Eldest young master, the third young master just bought two young men. , Those two are strong and strong, it seems that they have another use."

By the half-opened window, a tall man in brocade clothes folded his hands on his chest, his sharp eagle-like eyes sunk deeply in the darkness, staring coldly at the tall and thin man in the middle of the street. , a boy with a snow-white face.Beside him, the girl chattered non-stop, and behind him were the two newly bought servants, who were really strong and strong.

"Why did he find two servants instead of two martial arts?"

"Maybe the money brought by the third young master is only enough to buy a servant." Yu Song replied cautiously and respectfully beside him.

"Watch him."

Hearing the order, Yu Song bowed and bowed, and then slowly withdrew.

Rong Mian was walking in the market, browsing the folk customs from time to time, "Master Mian, look!"

Suddenly Panxiang's voice came from beside his ears, Rong Mian turned his head to look, only to see a small gray ball lying on the doorway of a huge thin wooden signboard with the words Baozi Shop on it, which faintly Plasma flowed out of it, Pan Xiang exclaimed, grabbed Rong Mian, and pointed her hand towards it.

"That's a person!" Panxiang covered her mouth and screamed.

Rong Mian saw it clearly, it was really a small huddled little man, he frowned, stopped, looked around, and found that this street was full of people coming and going, but no one was concerned Holding a half-point abnormality.

"Even if this person stole the steamed stuffed bun from this shop just now, he can't beat him like this, let's throw it here to show the public." Pan Xiang wiped his eyes, his eyes were red, "But how can you beat someone like this for stealing a steamed stuffed bun? , too vicious!"

Rong Mian raised his eyebrows lightly, put his hands behind his back, and said coolly, "But it doesn't matter if you get hit a few times."

It's just that the punishment for the person who stole the buns was too severe.Even though Rong Mian thought so, he didn't have much sympathy. When he was a fool, he was held in the palm of his hand by people for his basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, and he was even worse than the lowest class.In comparison, the person in front of him was just beaten up and suffered some injuries, which was much lighter.

"If you eat, you will know how to steal it. These are all for you!"

After the steamed bun seller came out, he suddenly poured all the steaming steamed steamed bun soup in the bowl onto the gray and black man.

"Ah!" Pan Xiang hugged her head and screamed, seeing the gray-black mass being scalded and whipped all over, as if the ball of boiled water had been poured on her body, Pan Xiang seemed to be hurting for him, couldn't stop Stamped and screamed loudly.

"Young master, save him! Don't we still have money? Please, young master, please save him!" Panxiang's eyes were sharp, and her voice begged frantically.

Rong Mian turned her head and looked at Pan Xiang lightly, seeing that her expression was wrong, as if she felt the same way.

Rong Mian frowned, but his body didn't move. There are too many people suffering in this world. In his previous life, he didn't do any righteous deeds when he was that villain. Asking him to save people, Rong Mian hesitated for a while, feeling a little awkward, saving people, should it be something a person like him does?

"Master—"

Pan Xiang stretched her voice and pleaded, "Master, the brother of the slave was beaten to death for begging for a bite. If the young master still remembers the kindness of the slave, go and save him, please." Master!"

I would like to make a bodhisattva cross the river by myself, but instead I want to save others.

Panxiang, a girl, can be regarded as sharing joys and sorrows with herself.

When Rong Mian was a fool, Pan Xiang was always by his side to protect him.

After thinking about it, Rong Mian sighed, and had no choice but to nod, and walked forward to stop the shopkeeper who was trying to pour boiling steamed bun water on others——

"You want to be a hero!"

The steamed stuffed bun shop owner's eyes widened, and with a look of gloating, he pointed at the gray and black mass and shouted, "This little thief has stolen all the shops here and stole my ancestral treasure." Take it to sell, and everyone in the street saw it... but because there is no evidence, the government will not accept him, and today I want him to suffer!!"

"It's against the law for you to torture him like this!" Seeing that the shopkeeper was vicious, even more terrifying than a thief, Pan Xiang argued quietly behind Rong Mian.

"What are you talking about!" the shopkeeper howled roughly, his tall and fat body leaned forward like a hill, Panxiang shrank back in fright.

Seeing this, Rong Mian smiled, his big and black eyes shone brightly, he walked forward, blocked in front of the tall shopkeeper, and scolded, "Boss, you are right, you are right like this A thief deserves to be killed by a thousand knives!"

As he said, he picked up his own feet, and kicked the black and gray thing for quite a while!

Seeing this, the people around gathered around to watch the excitement. The shop owner was stunned on the spot. The black ashes were chopped off.

"Oh! What are you doing, stop it!"

Seeing that someone was about to die, the shopkeeper rushed forward desperately to stop Rong Mian, yelling, "What are you doing? If you want to kill him, don't kill him in front of my door. It's unlucky. Take the knife away!"

Panxiang watched from behind, too frightened to blink her eyes.She wanted the young master to save the poor thief, why did the young master want to kill someone?