Suddenly the villagers yelled and ran towards the direction where the Taoist priest left.

Xu Xian turned around and saw that not a single pear was left in the cart. The cart was missing a handle, which was the mark of a fresh heel. It made him a little surprised. The countryman had just followed the crowd to watch the Taoist priest cast a spell, but he actually forgot about selling pears.

, only to find out afterwards that the car was full of pears, even the handlebars were gone.

Not long after, the countryman came back with a cart handle, and kept cursing as he walked. People in the market laughed, and the countryman was angry and scolding, and even burst into tears while cursing.

When he got up, such a strong man sat on the ground and cried like a child. It was very funny, and everyone laughed even harder.

Xu Xian's heart moved. He looked back and saw the Taoist priest standing in the distance with a smile, but it was exactly the opposite direction from the direction he left just now. The Taoist priest bowed to Xu Xian, turned around and walked away in a big step. There were many people in the market, but the others seemed not to care.

When I noticed him, I just laughed at the countryman.

Xu Xian gritted his teeth and strode over with the soy sauce bottle in hand. The Taoist priest's figure seemed to be fast but slow, but he was like a fish swimming in water among the crowded crowd, without any lag. No matter how Xu Xian chased him, he could not get close.

The figure of the Taoist priest suddenly turned a corner. Xu Xian felt anxious and walked even faster. But when he turned the corner, he saw that there was no one in the dead end. Xu Xian was panting and resting against the wall, feeling full of frustration.

Someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder, which shocked Xu Xian. The Taoist priest's voice came from behind: "Little layman, what else can you do?" The smile in the voice made Xu Xian feel relieved.

"Grandpa Taoist, please give money to others!" Xu Xian gasped slightly.

The Taoist priest was stunned. He originally thought that the child was curious and wanted to learn his method. However, he did not expect that Xu Xian came after him for this matter. He couldn't help but re-examine the child in front of him who was not very handsome and wore patched clothes.

The Taoist priest laughed and said, "I don't have money. That man is so stingy that he will reap the consequences. Why should you bother me?"

"You know magic, so you must be very rich. Besides, pears belong to other people, and it's their fault that they don't want you to eat them. Those pears were also planted with hard work by other people, and they are just gone. What do you want his family to do?

Do it! This thing started from me, how can it be considered troublesome!"

What Xu Xian said was reasonable and reasonable, and because it was selfless, it seemed even more upright.

The Taoist priest was stunned again, looking at the young face in front of him that was full of determination, he couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, he is not the only one who is stingy. Everyone tried to persuade him, but you were the only one willing to donate. But I really have no money. So, I

I have given you a Taoist text, how about letting this matter go?" As he spoke, the Taoist priest took out a book from his arms.

Xu Xian couldn't help but be moved in his heart. Who has never had such a dream, meeting a peerless master, getting the secret book of magical skills, and then flying into the sky. But Xu Xian shook his head hard and got rid of these thoughts. "No, no, you should give the money

Give it to others! You must have it."

The Taoist priest suddenly said angrily: "If a monk doesn't lie to you, how can I lie to you as a child? I travel all over the world, neither robbing homes nor stealing. There is a lot of money." After saying this, he pushed Xu Xian out.

Xu Xian fell gently to the ground. When he looked up again, he found that there was no alley, only a bluestone wall. He vaguely remembered the time when he was talking to the Taoist priest just now. It was obviously a busy city, but the alley was so quiet that it seemed like another world.

Xu Xian stood up slumped, patted the dust on his body, and walked back slowly, feeling a little regretful and a little annoyed. He originally wanted to help the villager get back the pear money and see if he could learn some magic. But as expected, no matter the past life or this life,

Nothing was accomplished. All kinds of melancholy finally merged into a long sigh.

When he returned to his place, he saw that the countryman was still sitting on the ground wiping his tears, and passers-by wanted to inquire about things they didn't know. They all couldn't help but laugh. Xu Xian touched his arms and saw that there was still the pear that the Taoist priest had given him.

After thinking about it, he walked over, handed the pear to the countryman and said, "No, here you go, it's getting late, go back quickly!" It still takes a lot of time to push the cart from the countryside!

The villager raised his face, with a bewildered face and the ravines left by tears. Xu Xian laughed and sighed in his heart. If you were willing to be more generous, why would you do this? Poor people must be hateful, not

It makes no sense!

The countryman suddenly jumped up and grabbed Xu Xian, saying loudly: "The pears you bought must be from that naughty accomplice. Pay me the pear money, pay me the pear money, or I will drag you to see the official."

Xu Xian smiled bitterly and said that the villagers seemed to be grasping at straws. They were not willing to listen and just kept insisting. Most of the people on both sides of the street recognized Xu Xian and gathered around them, saying that the villagers were not the villagers.

His momentum suddenly weakened, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand, but he felt sad for his car and his pear, and started crying again.

When Xu Xian saw the bruises on his arms, he felt angry and wanted to just leave. But when he saw the pitiful appearance of the countryman, he scolded himself in his heart: Xu Xian, Xu Xian, you are a good person, you will die until you die.

!Isn’t it enough to die once?

But thinking about how much hope this villager had placed on this pear, he was just acting abnormally when he was heartbroken. He smiled bitterly and thought: Once is not enough, let’s do it again!

He doesn't seek any favors or favors. This is Xu Xian's character. As the saying goes, it's easy to change the country, but it's hard to change the nature. This is probably something that even time travel can't change!

Xu Xian smiled and got close to an aunt who was selling vegetables nearby: "Sister, please give me the pear money. Look how pitiful he is. Who wouldn't be anxious when encountering such a thing?" "Brother..." "Uncle...

…”

As the sun went down, people at the market gradually dispersed. Xu Xian weighed a bag of money in his hand, but in the end he only took back half of it. Some people left after seeing the excitement, and some refused to admit it, but there was nothing they could do. Finally,

Can make up for some losses.

Xu Xian borrowed the tools as guarantee. The villager's cart had been repaired and he handed the money to him. Xu Xian thought about it and took out a few more and said, "I'll give you back those pears." He felt a little proud.

They say that when I do good deeds, I always involve myself.

The native nodded innocently and just kept saying thank you. He turned over and over again but couldn't come up with anything new to say.

"Go back quickly! It's already very late now, be more generous in the future!" Xu Xian waved goodbye to the villagers. The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, and Xu Xian was immersed in the happiness that only belonged to him.

, those regrets have long been left behind. But the happiness did not last long, Xu Xian suddenly said in surprise: "My soy sauce."

Xu Xian, an unqualified soy sauce party kid, ran all the way carrying a soy sauce bottle.

In the soy sauce shop.

"Brother Chen, get me a bottle of soy sauce, hurry up, hurry up."

In an old house.

"Little bastard, where have you been dead all afternoon! Look how I deal with you and you still run away." A woman took a broom and chased Xu Xian away. But his appearance was the same as that of Xu Xian, so he couldn't be considered handsome, he could only be regarded as Zhou Zheng.

"Sister, don't fight. I'm wrong. Isn't that okay? Don't cry!"

"Who is crying? Let's see if I can't kill you."

"The soy sauce is spilled, the soy sauce is spilled." Xu Xian suddenly exclaimed.

"Where, where!" the woman stopped quickly and said distressedly.

"I lied to you, I'm starving to death, let's eat! Only when you're full can you fight hard! Wow, it's taro! My favorite food."

"I just know how to eat." The woman said with a warm feeling in her heart. From a poor family, the food is the cheapest and not very fresh, but no matter what she does, it is always Xu Xian's favorite food.

The light of a little oil is weak, not as bright as the bright lights of a wealthy home. Who can say that Xu Xian is far from happiness at this moment while eating light food with little oily smell?

The sky is filled with brilliant stars, and a Taoist priest stands on the stone bridge in front of the door, looking at the firelight coming from Xu Xian's house. He is clearly close at hand, but feels far away. Has he ever experienced such a time? Even he himself can tell the difference.
Chapter completed!