The 'right way' of merit

Wang Qizheng's words made the man turn around and yell at him, "You know what's the matter!"

"Oh!"

Wang Qizheng stood up suddenly, his majestic body more than two meters tall was filled with endless oppression, and his shadow enveloped the thin family of three.

"You fucking say it again?!"

As soon as he cultivates his qi, he does whatever he wants to do in the world. Someone else talks to him like this?!

After being forced by this tall body, the man subconsciously took a few steps back, woke up, and said, "Uncle, I don't mean that. Are you from other places?"

Zhang Feixuan stopped eating at this time, opened the folding fan and shook it, and said with a smile: "It's amazing, no matter how personal it is, we are from other places, can't I be a rich child from the local family?"

His appearance was very noble, and soon attracted the attention of the three of them. The man smiled and said, "If this master is a local, he will leave after eating. We only need merit and don't have money. With merit, we will have everything. It doesn't matter whether we have money or not."

"What a fucking joke."

At this time, the woman reacted and screamed, ran to the man and reached out to block it, begging Wang Qizheng for mercy, "Good, don't do it. My husband has been hungry for a long time, and he really can't stand it."

The little girl also stumbled over, hugged the man, and cried, "Don't hit my dad, I'm not hungry, Dad, Mom, I'm not hungry."

Speaking of excitement, the man's hands were undulating with excitement, as if he was thinking about a bright future: "As long as he has enough merit, even if he wants to become an immortal, I can change it!"

"Keep, this is a great merit, a great merit of doing good deeds with others!"

The woman shook her head: "It's not that she doesn't want to, it's really not possible. But this merit is about herself. If we accept the kindness of others, our merit will be offset, which is no different from cash register."

The crying woman raised her hand and said, "There was some money at home before, but this merit meal was too expensive. As soon as the meal arrived, everyone in the city came. After a while, the money was gone."

"Wang Laotu!"

The woman cried and hugged her daughter and she cried like rain: "Don't blame her parents, don't blame her parents!"

The three of them looked sad and miserable, but they looked tall and fierce, Wang Qi looked like a bully who wanted to beat people without food.

"There is another family with the surname Zhao. The old one is almost dead, but they have been working hard for ten years to help others and have saved enough merits. Now they are 120 years old and are still alive!"

The man reacted at this time, his eyes were covered with blood, and his hands were supported and he knelt directly on the ground, "Masters, this meal is really worthless. Please do it well and finish it!"

Zhang Feixuan smacked his lips and said strangely: "If you don't say when this merit will be achieved, you will all starve to death and still want to make a fortune and make a living? Isn't this picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons?"

"There is a family named Li in the east of the city. He was originally a hawker, but he sincerely gave away things that weaved in vineyards for free. He had been giving away for three years. He saved enough merits and made a wish and became a rich family. A mountain of silver fell from the sky! We all saw it with our own eyes at that time!"

Song Yin put down the bowls and chopsticks and looked over, "What can this merit be exchanged for? It makes you rather starve?"

"But over time, my husband changed a little."

The woman's expression was even more miserable. She lowered her head and touched her daughter's head and said, "My husband was not like this before. He was a good person before, and he was not so crazy. In the past, my food shop also charged money and lived a good life. When the little girl grew up, she could find an honest and reliable marriage. This life would be enough."

"It's not about getting rich and getting rich, it's not."

"Shopkeeper's"

"You fucking!"

"That can be replaced more!"

Wang Qizheng was furious: "I'm going to starve to death, and I have everything. It's just that you starve to death by yourself. You'll let your wife and daughter go hungry with you, right?"

At this time, Zhang Feixuan suddenly yelled.

Speaking of this, the woman's tears flowed even more and she choked and said, "But for some reason, the little girl was infected with a serious illness and was almost gone. The doctor in the medicine shop was helpless. My husband had to go and ask Master Pude. After he came back, he started to make a merit meal. He said that only in this way can the little girl be alive."

Wang Qi was widening his eyes, his fist clattered and he was about to hit him with one punch. The man was weak and suddenly became excited and dizzy. He was frightened by the fist and sat directly on the ground.

Although he often does this, the situation is different now.

He opened his mouth, looked at Song Yin helplessly, and said aggrievedly: "Senior Brother, I just want to scare him, I didn't do it."

Song Yin frowned: "I see that there are many good people in this city. When I come, some people want to entertain us for dinner and accommodation, and even the medicinal materials are exempted. Since the city seeks merit, why not seek help from others?"

Wang Qizheng stopped his fist and looked over there unhappily, but soon, he realized something, immediately withdrew his hand and stood straight.

"Daughter!"

The man was frightened by this, and his eyes became empty. He sat dejectedly on the ground, and couldn't help but shed tears as he looked at his daughter.

"I was so hungry before, so I gritted my teeth and collected a meal of silver and gave it to my daughter for dinner. But for this payment, my daughter's illness came back. In order not to let her get seriously ill again, she could only make this merit meal and didn't dare to collect money. She just hoped that she would save enough merit and that the little girl's illness would be cured."

"Originally, those guests could still keep some leftovers, so we can deal with them, but they were not lucky these two days. The guests who came to eat didn't leave anything and were so hungry."

Zhang Feixuan looked at him strangely. Why is this guy angry today? But before he could speak, he heard Song Yin speak.

"Later, I really had no choice, so I went outside the city to get some wild vegetables and pick up some big restaurants that I don't want to go into the water, and just do what I do."

"Uncle, uncle, don't do it, don't do it."

"It's not that you don't want to eat, it's that you can't afford it."

"Master Pude of Mingtang Temple is a true immortal. He is good at saving all living beings. But my husband didn't think about seeking merits in the past. He didn't have that intention. He often told me that he would not steal or rob, do things seriously, and live a good life."

"no."

Song Yin ignored Wang Qizheng and asked the family of three:

"I'm going to have a meal by myself and do good deeds with you on weekdays, right?"

The man's thin face had a hint of spirit, "Life life! Gold and silver! Big house! Whatever you want!"

"Why are you calling me?"

The woman looked at her husband, and at this time the man just lowered his head, looked at his hands, and smiled unconsciously, and kept murmuring:

"Great merit, great merit of doing good to others. My little girl is saved, I will make a fortune, I will live to one hundred and two, hahahaha."

Even Wang Qizheng couldn't bear to look at him.

Zhang Feixuan shook the folding fan, but didn't say anything, just sneered in his heart.

Although he didn't know how Mingtang Temple practiced, judging from the behavior of this family, Mingtang Temple is indeed

The right way!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!