"A-choo! A-choo!"
After leaving the dense forest where he was almost struck by lightning, Wu Chen continued walking aimlessly.
Wu Chen didn't remember how long he had been walking. Anyway, he didn't use his lightness skills to fly, nor did he use his internal energy to dry his clothes after the rain stopped. He just walked forward with heavy steps like a walking corpse.
On September 17th, the morning light was dim.
Wu Chen originally wanted to go directly to the capital, but accidentally used too much force and ended up on the street of Yunshui Town, Fufeng County.
Around 11:00 AM, the streets of the county town were deserted, save for the elderly women sweeping the streets with brooms and dustpans. Only a few diligent restaurants and breakfast vendors were already arranging their wares and preparing to open for business.
Smelling the aroma of steamed buns, steamed buns, wontons, noodles, etc. wafting from both sides of the street from time to time, Wu Chen, who had not eaten last night and had walked all night and was still soaked, was hungry, tired and sleepy, suddenly fell to the ground with a "bang".
A poor monk collapsed on the street, but he didn't attract much attention from passersby. Even if they saw him, they would just ignore him and walk around him.
"Xiaochun, what time is it now?"
A horse-drawn carriage, leaving the county government office, rumbled along the street at a leisurely pace. Lianxing, who had been summoned to the government office by the magistrate last night and had spent the entire night there, did not emerge until daybreak.
"Sir, it's already six quarters past three in the morning!" Xiaochun lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at the sky outside and said.
"Forget it, let's not go back to Hongchen Pavilion for now. Let's go to Jinghuayuan snack bar on Caiyun Street first." Lianxing ordered.
"Yes, sir."
After receiving the order, Xiaochun immediately shouted to the coachman, asking her not to drive the carriage directly to Shuiyun Street.
"Ouch~"
With the driver's shout, the carriage was stopped urgently.
"Xiaochun, look at what's going on."
"Yes, sir."
Xiaochun lifted the curtain of the carriage, stuck her head out and asked the coachman.
"Brother Xiaochun, there was a monk lying on the street. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and stopped the carriage in time, so I didn't crush him into a pulp." The coachman patted his chest with lingering fear.
"Sir, there was a monk who fainted on the street, and our carriage almost ran over him." Xiaochun couldn't help but sigh.
"Monk?"
Lian Xing frowned slightly when he heard this.
Lian Xing, who initially didn't want to pay attention, recalled how she had been displaced since her childhood, often suffering from hunger. Once, nearly fainting from hunger, Lian Xing met a master who offered her a bowl of porridge he had begged for alms. Fortunately surviving, Lian Xing immediately knelt and kowtowed to the master.
"Amitabha!
"Good! Good!
"Cause and effect, good deeds will bring good results. Little brother, in the future when you have the ability, if you meet someone fainting on the road, you must not stand by and watch them die. In the future... you will have great blessings!" The monk left after leaving a few meaningful words.
"hehe……"
"Whether it's a great blessing or not, I, Lianxing, don't know. After all, I'm already in this situation, how can it be any better? It's just that we're both wanderers in this world, and I can't just watch him die on the street... Never mind, Xiaochun, help me down and take a look."
"Yes, sir."
Xiaochun then helped Lianxing, who was a little tired after being favored by the county magistrate all night, out of the carriage.
"He really is a monk. He's soaking wet, so he must have been caught in the heavy rain last night. I wonder how long he's been lying on the street like this."
Lian Xing looked at Wu Chen, who was lying on the ground in a wet gray monk's robe and had a pale face, but saw a flash of sympathy in his charming eyes.
Although it was still early in the morning, there were still pedestrians and carriages passing by from time to time. However, no one offered a helping hand to the fainted monk, even if it was just to drag him to the side of the street to avoid being trampled by the passing carriages.
Lian Xing could only secretly lament the fickleness of the world and the indifference and ruthlessness of human hearts.
"Why are you still standing there?"
"Why don't you help him into the carriage first?"
"Yes, sir."
With the help of Xiaochun and the coachman, Lianxing brought the young monk, who looked young but tall and handsome, onto the carriage.
"Sir, do we still need to go to Jinghuayuan Snack Bar now? Or should we go back to Hongchen Pavilion directly?" Xiaochun looked at the unconscious monk, then at Lianxing, with an embarrassed look on his face.
Looking at Wu Chen's handsome face, and recalling the habit of the brothel owner of Hongchen Pavilion, whose eyes would light up when he saw beautiful young men and who wanted to train them all to become top performers, Lian Xing felt that it would be better not to bring him back to Hongchen Pavilion.
"Of course I have to go. I'll borrow the backyard room from Zhang San and the others and change this young master into some dry clothes."
Although he hadn't seen Second Brother Situ at Jinghuayuan Snacks for quite some time, Lianxing still patronized Hua Qingcheng's shop every now and then. This was partly because he was nostalgic for the food there, but also because the other young masters of Hongchen Pavilion asked him to help bring snacks.
"Sir, we're here."
After a while, the driver stopped the carriage in front of Jinghuayuan Snack Shop on Caiyun Street.
"Mr. Lianxing, you're here! Please come in!"
Zhang San, who was standing at the entrance of Jing Hua Yuan Snacks, maintaining order in the customer queue, saw Lian Xing disembarking from the carriage and hurried forward to greet her. This was a major customer of the shop, and a friend of the owner, Fourth Uncle Jun, so of course he had to treat her well.
With the booming business of Jing Hua Yuan snacks, the Hua family has now acquired the struggling shop next door to expand its operations. Zhang San is now a small manager with over 20 people under him.
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