"It's not that we intentionally make things difficult for the two donors, and do not want you to stay for a bite of vegetarian food, but you can ask the people around you whether you want you to stay and fight for the soup they are talking about..."

This statement has completely risen to the level of group morality.

For these refugees, people like Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu who dress in exquisite clothes, gold and silver are their opposites, and they are jealous and envious.

At this time, a monk was fanning the flames and secretly provoking them, and the anger in their hearts instantly started to burn.

"You two are full, are you here to come and have a joke?"

"Where do you come from? Don't delay me eating vegetarian food here."

"I starved to death without this food. I'm afraid you can't even get used to such simple food. Why bother here to disgust us?"

"Get out, let them get out!"

"Get out quickly, if you don't get out, just drive them out!"

“…”

The refugees' emotions were completely mobilized, and they were roaring indignation from the side, wishing they could pick up the sticks around them and rushed up first, beat the two of them up before talking.

Feng Chenglin took two steps back, looked at the hideous faces around him incredibly, and lowered his voice speechlessly.

"San Young Master, are these guys crazy? They all look like crazy dogs. Who should I catch and bite whom?"

Not to mention whether they eat vegetarian food or not, even if they eat it, so what?

"We are not a bucket of rice. Even if we eat, how much can we eat? It seems that as long as we open our mouths, we can eat up all their food!"

Ling Luoyu's shallow eyes: "Have you heard of it? Buddha competes for a stick of incense, people compete for a breath... For these people, we eat the same amount of food, because they do not allow a person who is richer and more comfortable than them to come here to compete for a meal with them! You can call this... jealousy!!"

No one cares if they will eat one more bite of food!

They couldn't stand the two of them coming to have a meal so glamorously!

Feng Chenglin gritted his teeth and felt very painful: "These guys..."

"If they don't like this, then let's change their tricks!"

“…What should I do?”

"What do you think you're doing?" Ling Luoyu seemed to smile: "It's all a group of guys who only recognize clothes but not people. Isn't it easy to attack them??"

“…It’s really simple!”

Dressing up and disguising are the most basic survival manuals for both of them.

One hour later, two staggering, ragged tramps supported each other and moved to the steps of the Great Temple step by step.

These two people are Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin after disguise.

Looking at their appearance, the refugees around them just raised their eyelids and no one paid attention to them again.

The two of them supported each other and walked up one after another.

Even if there were passers-by, they just looked at them coldly, without talking, and walked past them as if they couldn't see them.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but stop: "Hey, it's not right... Why is the monk here so different from the monks from other people's families??"

Ling Luoyu also realized that things were very unusual: "Yes, my attitude towards us before could be explained as treating money like dirt and not paying attention to us, but now, we are both so embarrassed, and no one cares about it...whether their sympathy is there!?"
Chapter completed!