At this moment, a figure suddenly came to the ruined temple. Looking at the mother and son who depended on each other, they couldn't help but feel dumb.
It turned out that they were a mother and son who depended on each other for life, and compassion arose spontaneously.
"Little guy, your mother is terminally ill and cannot be cured." A gentle voice sounded in the ruined temple.
When Little Dough heard the voice, he turned around and turned towards Lu Chen, a hint of surprise flashed through his immature eyes: "Uncle, why is it you?"
"Well, I saw you bought two white flour steamed buns, so I came over." Lu Chen smiled calmly.
"Sir, did you give the little dough money?" The haggard-looking woman immediately asked in surprise when she saw Lu Chen in white.
Lu Chen nodded: "Well, I didn't expect that your child would starve outside and beg on the street for you."
"What an act of filial piety!"
"Thank you so much." The haggard woman coughed a few times and wanted to get up to salute, but she had no strength at all.
Lu Chen walked over, slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold the other person's rough wrist, and felt for her pulse. He found that the woman's pulse was weak, her body was exhausted, and she didn't have a few days left to live.
He looked at the young face of Little Dough. If this woman died, the child would probably live on the street, helpless and helpless.
A child without the protection of his parents is helpless in the world. He may not survive for three days and freeze to death in a corner.
"Uncle, please, save my mother." Xiaodian knew that he had met a noble person, and quickly knelt down in front of Lu Chen, begging him to help.
Ever since they were in trouble, the two of them had been hungry and full, and had often been looked down upon by others.
Unexpectedly, after finally evading the pursuit of his enemies, his mother suddenly fell seriously ill, leaving him with a young son.
Fortunately, Little Dough understood people and knew how to go out to beg for food, and happened to meet Lu Chen again.
Fate is so inexplicable sometimes.
When Lu Chen saw it, he would naturally not refuse to save her. It was also his pity that caused the trouble.
There are so many miserable things like this in the world, how can he alone take care of them?
"I can't save your mother." Lu Chen sighed softly.
What a cruel answer for a helpless young child.
When Little Dough heard this, he burst into tears and his eyes were red: "Will Little Dough have no mother in the future?"
"Don't cry, good boy. Men don't shed tears easily." The haggard woman weakly stroked the child's tender face, her eyes filled with tears.
He, a woman and her children, came here after wandering all the way, avoiding their enemies, and had many twists and turns. She originally thought she could settle down, but she didn't expect to be here suddenly. Is there really no place for them in this world?
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"God is not open to me. My Liu family has been doing charity and porridge in the local area, making a lot of friends, and has never persecuted others."
"Why are we, mother and son, punished like this?" The middle-aged woman burst into tears and choked with sobs.
The little doughy boy threw himself on his mother's body and burst into tears.
The most painful thing in the world is the destruction of a family and the separation of yin and yang.
This kind of thing happened to a miserable mother and son, which really makes people cry when they hear it.
"Being sad can't change anything."
"You should thank God for giving you a filial child." Lu Chen shook his head and sighed. With a thought, the gentle power of heaven and earth gathered from all directions and poured into the body along the middle-aged woman's wrist.
This power of heaven and earth contains rich vitality and has an excellent effect on nourishing the body.
Not to mention an ordinary mortal.
It's easy to say that you can't bring the dead back to life, but at least it's easy to treat a dying ordinary person.
The powerful vitality injected into the body of a middle-aged woman is like a drop of water pouring on a dead tree.
The middle-aged woman with a haggard expression opened her eyes wide at this moment, looking at the faint blue light on her wrist in shock.
She clearly felt a mysterious force coming from the opponent's hand, continuously pouring into her body, flowing along her limbs and bones throughout her body.
With the injection of this vitality force, the originally failing internal organs recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the unconscious part of the body also slowly gained strength.
The haggard face regained some rosiness, and the originally weak spirit also glowed with the brilliance of life.
"My benefactor, what are you doing?" The middle-aged woman stared at Lu Chen in shock, with a look of disbelief on her face.
Lu Chen retracted his wrist, touched Little Dough's tiger-headed head, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your child, he has a filial piety that touches the world."
"I can't cure your terminal illness, but my ability can extend your life."
The middle-aged woman burst into tears of gratitude, clasped her hands together, and said sincerely: "Thank you, living god."
"God, haha, I'm still far away!" Lu Chen laughed loudly, then stood up, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, and put it in the other person's hand.
There were at least seven or eight banknotes in the stack, all of which were in denominations of 100.
"You still have three years to live. Once your children are settled, you can leave this world with peace of mind."
Lang's laughter echoed in the ruined temple. Lu Chen's figure flickered and disappeared in an instant.
When the middle-aged woman picked up the stack of banknotes in her hand and looked up again, there was no trace of Lu Chen.
"Living Bodhisattva!" The middle-aged woman kowtowed in gratitude, with tears streaming down her face. She couldn't help but feel sad when she recalled what had happened in the past.
Lu Chen injects rich vitality into the opponent's body, which is equivalent to giving the opponent a second life.
If it hadn't been for Lu Chen, she might not have been able to survive tonight, and Little Dough would have been unable to avoid a miserable fate.
Good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and there is God's will among them!
During these years of wandering, mother and son had gone through a lot of hardships. Along the way, they had been looked down upon by many people. It can be said that they had seen through the sinister nature of people's hearts and the warmth and coldness of human relationships, otherwise they would not have been living on the streets and suffering from hunger.
If Lu Chen hadn't appeared, there would have been one more cold corpse in this ruined temple.
Because of Lu Chen's sudden appearance, he inadvertently and quietly rewrote the fate of their mother and son.
A slight drizzle spread between the sky and the earth, quickly soaking every corner of the town.
The mist and rain enveloped the quiet streets, making everything look so quiet.
As night falls, the lanterns come on.
The rainy streets became colder, and occasionally pedestrians hurried across the street holding oil-paper umbrellas.
Lu Chen walked on the cold street, the rain falling on him, but strangely avoiding it, as if there was an invisible force blocking the drizzle.
"In this world, wherever there is light, there will be darkness."
"When I saw that little beggar, I felt compassion and subconsciously helped them get out of trouble."
"It is a good thing to accumulate virtue and do good deeds."
"However, I have now reached the state of being as good as water. I have no desires or pursuits, and my heart is free of disturbances."
"You shouldn't be affected by worldly things."
"It seems that my state of mind is not perfect enough." Lu Chen muttered to himself, unconsciously walked into a restaurant and walked in.
The waiter at the shop inside saw him and quickly ran up to meet him.
"Sir, do you need something?" the younger brother said with a smile.
Lu Chen said calmly: "Place me on the second floor, prepare a pot of hot wine and two side dishes, and you can arrange the rest as you like."
"Okay, please come inside."
Seeing Lu Chen's extraordinary bearing and expensive clothes, the second brother knew that he was a wealthy guest, so he immediately nodded and bowed and led the way up to the second floor.
After a while, Lu Chen sat down at a seat by the window, sipping wine, looking at the cold night scene outside the window, and fell into deep thought.
"Tragedies, joys, scandals, and tragedies in the world happen every day, but they are just a wave on the sea."
"Happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, seven emotions and six desires are all human emotions."
"Walking between heaven and earth, I should be at ease."
"However, I still can't see through the nature of this world."
"Why?"
"Am I still nostalgic for the fireworks in the world and greedy for the world of mortals?"
Lu Chen drank the strong wine in one gulp, his heart full of confusion.
For him, the improvement of strength is far less than the transformation of soul.
With a strong mind, he can control the power of heaven and earth more freely, and the improvement of his strength will naturally come naturally.
However, enlightenment is a matter of chance. Forced enlightenment is just like a blind man asking for directions.
"You bastard, please give me back my gambling money. If you dare to escape, I will kill you."
Suddenly, a piercing sound of fighting came from a corner deep in the street.
Immediately afterwards, a young figure hurriedly ran out of the rain curtain, running wildly, stumbling and looking very embarrassed.
Behind them, there were several figures holding snow-white knives, chasing after them with curses and curses, which seemed very harsh in the night and attracted countless people to poke their heads out and look around.
