Her fist suddenly stopped, a little surprised.

"Zheng...Master, it's me!"

The man was wearing ragged and dirty clothes, with black dust on his face, messy hair like a chicken coop, and holding a broken bowl in his hand, looking like a typical beggar.

"Mo Jing?" Yun Zheng was a little bit unbelievable.

"It's me..." Mo Jing looked worried, and his hand involuntarily stretched out towards Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng lowered her eyes and watched Mo Jing hand the broken begging bowl to her. Her expression was a little indescribable. She raised her eyes and stared at him.

"No... Taoist priest, please be kind and give me some." Mo Jing's words suddenly changed direction. He was frantic and wanted to explain again why he didn't know why he said that. "I... please, Taoist priest, ah ah ah!"

Mo Jing had an expression that looked as if he wanted to cry but had no tears. He looked extremely aggrieved. Combined with his current look, he could only be described as miserable.

Yun Zheng's expression was complicated: "..."

Tian Fan pushed Mo Jing and said righteously, "You don't have to beg her! I'll buy you a bun!"

With a clang, a copper coin fell into Mo Jing's broken bowl.

"Thank you, thank you! Thank you, benefactor!" Mo Jing said subconsciously, but his expression was bitter.

Mo Jing was going crazy. What kind of a lousy place was this? They wouldn't even let him talk properly!

At this time, several more beggars came over excitedly, holding broken bowls and handing them in Tianfan's direction.

Yun Zheng had sharp eyes and locked onto one of the beggars at a glance. The beggar had disheveled hair and a dirty face. He kept saying "please be kind" with a wandering look in his eyes, but he turned his head away with difficulty, as if he was avoiding something.

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

This is... Chu understand? !