After wearing a book, I became the mother of a paranoid villain

Chapter 271 I don't know the taste of rice

Daoist: Where is the crooked reasoning, don't care!He only wants money and doesn't recognize anyone!
Shen Luo spread out her hands, and began to sell miserably, "Master Daoist, I've been hearing mysterious jingling sounds recently."

The Taoist priest raised his heart, "What?"

Could it be that this lady is mentally ill?

Shen Luo patted her skirt, "I'm so poor, do you understand!"

"Then you." The Taoist obviously didn't believe it.

Shen Luo whispered dejectedly: "Don't look at the rich and expensive clothes I wear, they are all just pretending. I am very poor, and this is the only good clothes left for poor women. Women love face. I must dress up when I come out. It's beautiful."

Taoist leader: You are right, but he was speechless.

"So. Silver?"

"Don't dislike it, please accept the ten articles."

The Taoist priest stared at the copper plate in his palm, and immediately burst into anger, before he could get angry.

The non-existent Moyan holding the sword at the side pulled out the sword calmly, and the sword body was slightly unsheathed, revealing a cold silver light.

The Taoist leader was scared, and shrank his neck.

Watching Shen Luo leave swaggeringly.

Mo Yan followed behind Shen Luo without saying a word, and finally couldn't help saying: "Young Madam, you clearly know that Taoist is talking nonsense, but why are you talking nonsense with him?"

Shen Luo smiled, "Because I'm in a good mood today, since he took the initiative to provoke you, I will tell him that the journey of fortune-telling and cheating is not smooth sailing."

Mo Yan lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

"This kind lady, please help me. I have a family of five waiting for me to make ends meet."

A man in ragged clothes, holding a broken bowl with a chip in his hand, stood tremblingly in front of Shen Luo.

Shen Luo looked at his trembling hand holding the bowl.

She hesitated.

Mo Yan pursed his lips, the young lady is really too kind, she must be touched by her heart.

But he never expected that Shen Luo stretched out her hand generously, "Okay, can you hold me for a while?"

beggar:? ? ?Confused.

Could it be that the madam is pretending not to understand what he meant, then he should speak more clearly and see how she pretends to be stupid.

"Ma'am, for my pity's sake, please give me some charity! You look like a Bodhisattva. I have been hungry for days. I can't imagine what the rice soup tastes like." The beggar said, wiping the rice soup with his dirty hands. Wipe the corners of the eyes.

Shen Luo's eyes also softened, and she softly comforted: "Ah, then don't worry. Squat down and think slowly, you can definitely remember when was the last time you ate rice soup."

Mo Yan had a look of disbelief.

The beggar became furious: "It's fine if you don't want to give it, how can you insult me ​​like a beggar!"

Shen Luo also restrained that bit of patience, and smiled coldly, "I see that you still have all four limbs, and your body is healthy, and you are not missing any arms or legs. You can clearly rely on your own labor to earn food and support your family, but you want to get everything for nothing. With the charity of others."

"Do you think everyone is a philanthropist? Compassion overflows? It is my personal freedom to give you money or not."

A beggar, an eight-foot man, was humiliated by the reprimand of a woman from Shen Luo. He became angry from embarrassment, and wanted to rush up and grab Shen Luo's sleeve.

But at this moment, Mo Yan pulled out his sword in obscurity, and the silver light flashed.

The beggar was peaceful and content, and left angrily.

Mo Yan retracted the sword and hugged it again.

Hidden strength and name.

Little did they know that their every move was clearly seen by someone on the second floor of Linjiang Immortal.

"Brother Wen, have you been looking out of the window since just now? What's going on outside this window? "

(End of this chapter)