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Chapter nine hundred and fortieth gossip

When the old monk saw Yu Sheng, he hurriedly came over.

"Ghost with a palm, you have to make me a pig for me." The old monk opened his mouth and spoke in a vague manner.

Yu Sheng took a closer look and realized that this guy was missing two front teeth.

The old monk looked at Yu Sheng with an aggrieved look, "I have done my work and my illness has been cured. You can't abuse me."

"Yes, yes", looking at the miserable old monk for the rest of my life, I couldn't bear it.

"If you don't hit someone in the face, why would you hit someone's teeth as well?" He turned around and blamed Hu Muyuan.

"We really didn't fight this," Mother Hu said hurriedly, "he hit a pillar while escaping."

"Oh, then it's no one else's fault." Yu Sheng said.

"That's not what I'm talking about." The old monk said vaguely, "I'm hungry. You can't just let me work without letting me eat."

"That's right, you have to eat well before you can torture him properly." Yu Sheng nodded and asked Hu Muyuan to tidy up some leftovers for him.

When the old monk heard this, before he could protest, the old beggar at the door already refused.

"Stop! Uh... I left some food for you!" The old beggar still hiccupped, "I, uh, haven't had breakfast yet."

"You're already burping, but you're not full yet?" Hu Muyuan said.

"What are you burping? I was scared by you yesterday and asked you to steal my food." After saying that, the old beggar burped again.

The old woman who was waiting for the food was sitting by the door. She looked back at the old beggar and said, "I have a folk remedy that can cure hiccups."

"What's the remedy?" The old beggar looked at her eagerly.

"Just being slapped hard in the mouth when there's a thunderstorm will almost make it better," said the old woman.

"Hey, you can try this method." Hu Muyuan said.

Hu Muyuan also suggested to him, "It's convenient to invite Lei. If you just scold our shopkeeper, Lei will come down immediately."

"Go away," the old beggar said rudely. If Lei Ruo fell, he would be killed immediately without waiting for a slap.

"Cure hiccups? I have medicine." The old monk took the opportunity to come over and said inarticulately, "One pill will definitely work."

"Really? Give me one." The old beggar said hurriedly.

The old monk stood there, rubbed his hands, and motioned to the old beggar to hand over the money with one hand and the medicine with the other.

The old beggar burped again and said to the old monk: "You, a monk, are so wicked. You actually ask for money from a beggar. If a beggar has money, is he still a beggar?"

"Then you'd better keep burping." The old monk has already made two losing trades today and can't do any more.

Just as the old monk was about to leave, he was stopped by the old beggar again.

"Wait a minute," the old beggar said, "then I'll treat you to a meal and you give me a pill."

The old monk looked at him in surprise. He didn't even have money. How could he treat people to dinner?

"Those leftovers originally belonged to me, but now they are given to you. Aren't they the ones I invited?" The old beggar waved, "Quickly, give me some medicine."

"Do you know how my uncle died? You died in a dream like this!" The old monk left the door, "I earned the leftovers from working and being beaten."

The old beggar burped again, "You mean I am your uncle."

"Your uncle!" The old monk was very angry after being beaten in the morning. Hearing what the old beggar said, he walked over again unhappily.

"Yes, I am your uncle." The hiccupping old beggar did not show weakness.

"Your uncle!" The old monk was no longer polite and grabbed the old beggar by the collar. "Don't think that I don't dare to beat you since I'm a monk."

"Wait a moment",

The old beggar burped several times in a row, like a goldfish burping bubbles, and then he said happily: "Come on, burp. If you don't do it today, I will be your uncle!"

When the old monk heard this, he showed no mercy and punched him.

Hu's mother was standing in the lobby of the inn. She thought the old beggar was going to fight back. Unexpectedly, the old beggar who had been punched leaned back, broke free from the old monk's restraints, and then turned around in a circle on the steps, swaying.

He walked down the steps and sat down on the ground.

"Killing, killing!" the old beggar shouted.

"What?!"

In the wilderness, if a town wants to continue, it must unite together to resist strong men or monsters.

Therefore, when the villagers heard people in the town shouting for murder, the villagers did not dare to hesitate. In an instant, many people came with tools in their hands.

He was standing beside the train and was the first to arrive carrying a hoe.

The old beggar was lying on the ground, "Old man Zhang, you are the upright person in this town, you have to make the decision for me."

He pointed at the old monk and said, "This monk, hit me!"

"No, I..." The old monk never imagined that the old beggar would not act according to common sense.

Thanks to Uncle Shi, the whole town now knows that the old monk's Ye Gao was poisoned by the medicine and turned into an ugly monster.

While Li was rejoicing that he had no money, he no longer had a good impression of the old monk.

"Did you hit him?" Li Zheng asked politely.

"He scolded me first," said the old monk.

"Did you scold him?" Li Zheng was very fair and looked at the old beggar again.

"I scolded him, but he also scolded me." said the old beggar.

"That's what's wrong with you." Li Zheng looked back at the old monk, "He scolds you and you scold him. It's fair. Why do you do it?!"

"This..." The old monk touched his head that was covered with black and blue. For some reason, he felt that Li Zheng was right.

"According to our Yangzhou laws and regulations, if you ask him to fight back or pay some compensation, forget about it," Li Zheng said.

"What, beat him back?!" The old monk took a step back. He had spent this morning being beaten and he didn't want to be beaten again.

What's more, he didn't exert much force just now, and now the old beggar is already gearing up.

"Who made the laws? Doesn't this encourage retribution?" the old monk said unhappily.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a little cold on the back of my head.

"As a friendly reminder, the person who made this law is the one who paid you to hit you on the head this morning." Mother Hu said quietly from far behind him.

The pain this morning was so vivid in his mind that the old monk felt cold and had goosebumps on his skin.

"I'll pay for it!" the old monk said hurriedly.

"I don't want money, just pay me a pill." The old beggar stood in front and said with a playful smile.

Damn it, you fell for this grandson!

The old monk muttered in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he handed the pills to the old beggar.

When the old beggar threw it into his mouth proudly, he said with a smile: "Isn't there something that no one has ever told you? Don't offend the doctor even if you offend anyone."

"What do you mean?" The old beggar was wary.

"It's not interesting." The old monk entered the inn.

Just at this time, Zhou Jiufeng led Tian Shi out of the back kitchen through the curtain.

"Shopkeeper Yu, with this door so close, it's convenient to come and go." As he said that, Zhou Jiufeng saw the people gathered at the door.

"What's going on?" she asked curiously.

Li Zheng waved his hand and told the villagers to go back to their work. He also went to the waterwheel.

"Xiao Yu'er, help me go over and take a look later. The waterwheel seems to be entangled in something and won't turn." He said as he left.

"Oh, okay", Yu Sheng agreed.

The folks in the town only believe in the water quality for the rest of their lives.


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