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Chapter 0372 God of poverty is coming

Everyone was curious and looked towards the temple door in unison. Even Xiao Lei stopped what he was doing and glanced at Yan Ting teasingly, making her even more embarrassed and secretly unable to help herself.

Complaining merchant Hongxiu just talks nonsense.

When everyone was in different moods and had their own thoughts, the door creaked open, and then a rickety figure walked in slowly.

But seeing the rotten clothes on his body, black and greasy, the holes in the nine-eared hemp shoes under his feet, a straw rope around his waist, and a bamboo stick in his hand, he turned out to be a beggar.

And not only that, looking at the old appearance of this beggar, he must be around eighty years old at least. His head is messy and disheveled with white hair, and his face is covered with criss-crossing deep lines. In addition, his left eye is gone, his right leg is slightly lame, and his waist is collapsed.

His back was bowed and he was trembling, showing even more signs of weakness and decadence.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this. At this moment, they heard Yan Ting scream happily, jumped up and threw herself into the old beggar's arms, and then they couldn't hold back the affection.

There was a deathly silence in the field. Mu Yunqiu was stunned, thinking, is there really a red line for Yue Lao in this world, and is everything destined?

Mu Yun was filled with emotion, but the old beggar couldn't hide his surprise. He laughed in a hoarse voice and said, "What a little girl, how did you find out about the whereabouts of my old beggar and ambush me here in advance?"

of?"

Yan Ting raised her head and said with a smile: "This is fate. You, the old man, left me and my mother alone. We are not as heartless as you. Huh~ You can't even think of running away this time."

After saying this, she pressed closer to the old beggar, not caring that her dress was already stained.

The old beggar smiled happily, caressed Yan Ting's forehead and said, "Good girl, you have grown taller and look even better. You are also a ghost."

Yan Ting chuckled when she heard the words, and Mu Yun was a little confused when she saw Kong Fang stepped forward and bowed his head, saying respectfully: "I'll see you later in life. I wish you good fortune like the East China Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains."

The old beggar had one eye, nodded slightly and said, "Get up. Fortunately, I, the old beggar, have lived a long life. Otherwise, I would have lost a lot of my life by paying homage to you, a descendant of a saint."

Kong Fangcheng stood up in fear and said in a stern voice: "Senior is too humble. I am ashamed to be born later."

After he finished speaking, he turned to the crowd and said, "This is Senior Lu, the veteran of the Beggar Clan. He has a very good name. People in the world have given him the nickname 'Poor God'. Please come and see him."

Everyone was suddenly enlightened when they heard this, and then they were even more surprised. It turned out that this "poor god" Lu Buping had a very high seniority. Not only was he a well-deserved elder in the Beggar Clan, he was also the five heads of the Justice League who controlled the overall situation of the martial arts world, as well as Chi

The Seven Swords of China and others who were surprised by Fengyun were all his descendants without exception, so they never imagined that they would be able to meet them today.

At that moment, everyone came forward to pay homage, and they accepted the uneven road calmly. However, during the greetings, they saw that Xiao Lei was still standing there, not to mention coming up to greet him, but he didn't even say a polite word, and his face was clear.

A disapproving expression.

Yan Ting felt angry and couldn't help scolding: "Hey, little Buhu, you claim to have read a book in vain. You are the youngest among them, but you don't know how to respect the elderly and the virtuous?"

Xiao Lei rolled his eyelids and said disdainfully: "So you also recognize this guy. Who is he to you? Isn't it really your luck?"

Yan Ting's pretty face turned red, and she said with embarrassment and anger: "Shut up! Don't be rude to my master!"

Xiao Lei snorted and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that this old cat is your mother's master. That's really interesting."

Yan Ting was stagnant, but she waved her hand when she saw that the road was uneven, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, my dear, it doesn't matter if you don't bow. It seems that I have come at the right time. Are you planning to start a gang?"

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Kong Fang said respectfully: "I didn't know that senior was coming, and the food would be shabby. Fortunately, Brother Yue prepared longevity noodles. Ahem...could it be that today is senior's birthday?"

Lu Buping said cheerfully: "My guess is correct, this birthday noodles are prepared for my old beggar, but since Nizi is here, we just happened to spend it together."

Kong Fang smiled and said: "So that's the case, then it's just the right time for us to meet. Brother Yue has such a benevolent and filial heart. I sincerely appreciate it."

Xiao Lei glanced at Kong Fang and said disapprovingly: "Looking at the white face of you who is full of knowledge, it turns out that you are half-knowledgeable. I have no intention of marrying the little vixen as my wife, so I don't count as a member of their family at all. Then this

Where does the word 'filial piety' come from?"

Kong Fang was stunned when he heard this, and Yan Ting became even more embarrassed and angry. She gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Who wants to eat from you anymore? Master, let's leave now. We will arrive in Guangyuan City tomorrow. I'll book the whole room."

The restaurant is here to celebrate your birthday. Don’t wait around, everyone, come with me!"

Seeing that Yan Ting was really angry, everyone was in a dilemma. Yu Bingru frowned and glared at Xiao Lei, obviously asking him to come forward and apologize.

Xiao Lei seemed to have not seen him, but he seemed even more relaxed. He crossed his arms and said leisurely: "I don't object, but what about you, old cat?"

He became more aggressive and rude, and everyone couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

At this time, I heard Lu Bu Ping say in a sullen voice: "Forget it, Nizi, you are so angry that it will hurt your health. You can take a step back and the world will be brighter. Sit down, sit down, you all, sit down and wait to eat the noodles cooked by Master Lei."

Seeing that this old man was so tolerant and approachable, everyone admired him and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Yan Ting was still full of hesitation, glaring at Xiao Lei and saying: "Let you be proud for a while, if you dare to offend my master again, this alliance leader will never forgive you!"

Xiao Lei glanced at Yan Ting and said slowly: "Old Mao, your disciple is shouting at me, don't you care about her?"

Yan Ting was so angry that her eyebrows stood up, she took a step forward and said in a cold voice: "How dare you scream again!"

Lu Buping looked at this and that, and said helplessly: "Master Lei, look at the old beggar's thin face, don't argue with Nizi."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Ting was stunned on the spot, and everyone was even more shocked. They couldn't believe their ears for a moment.

Xiao Lei was filled with pride and said to Lu Buping: "Is the young master so easy to talk to? Old cat, don't forget, the ten-year deadline has not yet come. If the young master makes a few slanderous remarks in front of the master, you will suffer a lot.

Are you up?"

Lu Buping's expression changed, and he couldn't hide his embarrassment and said: "Goodbye, little ancestor, can't you beg me to beg Hua? Ahem... Nizi, please apologize to Master Lei quickly, and I will beg you to beg Hua."

Yan Ting looked at a loss when she saw the uneven road, and she blushed with embarrassment. She was confused and dissatisfied and said: "Master, what's wrong with you? Is there something that fell into the hands of this little bastard? Anyway, we have the strength in numbers.

, I’m not afraid that I won’t be able to teach him a lesson.”

Lu Buping was mumbling, but Xiao Lei chuckled and said, "You heard it, little vixen. The old cat called me little ancestor just now. Do you know what that means?"


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