Tang Lingce found that Bao Ye didn't speak half of what he said, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Bao Ye regained his senses, and while glancing at the homeless man, he coughed, "Choke on the pepper."
The tramp is like his dead brother Hejing. Calculate the age of his brother. This year should be twenty-five years old, and thirty years later, he will be fifty-five years old. Because of his supernatural power, his brother is not old at all. The age is still like twenty-five, but the other party's face is too dirty to see clearly.
However, his brother, He Jing, is very rich and cannot be a vagabond. That's not right. His brother often told them that he had been driven out of the house by his family because of his extremely poor divine power and because he had offended people, and lived a hard life outside. day.
"You deserve it, let you eat and talk." Dong Lingce didn't say anything good, but he still stretched out his hand to help him straighten his back.
Bao Ye looked at Dongling Ce, who helped him smooth his qi. Sometimes this mental illness doesn't seem like he likes him. When he should be fierce, he will still be fierce. But sometimes this psychiatrist is very considerate and touching, perhaps because he is still ignorant about feelings and doesn't know how to like someone.
"Is it better? Do you want to drink water?" It was the first time that Tang Lingce was so embarrassed by Bao Ye's eyes. When his ears became hot, he quickly picked up a piece of beef and rudely stuffed it into Bao Ye's mouth: "Okay, then eat quickly."
... Bao Ye had his chopsticks stuck in his gums, and frowned in pain, the little emotion that had just appeared was just gone.
Miao Xin returned to the shop and took out some meat to cook.
Bao Ye shouted to the devoured homeless man, "Brother, is it delicious?"
The homeless man thanked while eating: "It's delicious, it's delicious, thank you, thank you very much."
Bao Ye frowned, and his voice was similar to his brother's: "If you don't have enough food, we still have it here. Would you like to come and eat together?"
The homeless thought that the food the other party gave him was already a great favor, and there was no need to make further progress: "No need, no need, thank you!"
Really thank the other party for giving him food without knowing him.
Baoye said to Donglingce, "I'll bring him here, do you have any opinion?"
Tang Lingce has always supported him by doing good deeds to make his face get better soon. Of course, he would not object to him bringing people over, and he also ate almost the same amount.
Bao Ye got up and walked over, and found that the other party was wearing very thin clothes. He immediately took out a thick coat that he had never worn before and put it on the homeless man. The heat can keep you warm.”
The homeless man held the bowl with his head down and his back kept shaking. Although he couldn't see his expression, he could hear the sound of choking and sobbing, and then he wiped it embarrassedly. With tears in his eyes, he looked up at Bao Ye and said hoarsely, "Thank you, thank you very much."
The moment Bao Ye saw his face clearly, his whole body was stunned, and he grabbed his arm anxiously and in surprise: "You... you"
He Jing couldn't say the words stuck in his throat, and tears welled up from the bottom of his eyes, almost from the corners of his eyes. He was lucky enough to see his dead brother, it was great, it was great, it was great to see his brother.
If it wasn't for fear of scaring the other party, if it wasn't for fear that Dong Lingce would be suspicious, or if it wasn't for the fear that Dong Lingce would be very terrifying when he was jealous, he really wanted to hug this brother and tell him how much he missed him.
Because the intersection was too dark, and because the light was behind his back, He Jing couldn't see his excited expression: "Sir, thank you very much, you gave me a bowl of food when I was the most difficult, although for you It's nothing, but it's a life-saving meal for me, and this bowl of skewers is the best skewer I've ever eaten."
He picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, crying and laughing, and said, "It's delicious."
Bao Ye took a deep breath, put away his emotions, and looked at He Jing. Not only was his face dirty, but his face was covered in stubble, and he was also injured. There were also injuries on his hands. One finger had frostbite, and even the back of his hand was swollen and rotten.
He didn't understand how a brother who was so beautiful thirty years later could be so miserable thirty years ago. Bao Ye quickly took out the potion and cotton swab: "You are full of injuries, I will give you medicine."
He Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Thank you, you are such a good person, I don't know what your husband's name is. If there is a chance in the future, I would like to repay him."
"Your name is Bao Ye, I don't need you to repay me."
He Jing couldn't hear clearly: "Baoye? Or Master Bao?"
Bao Ye remembered that he often liked to call himself Lord Bao with a bright smile on his face, and said with a smile, "Master Bao, just call me Lord Bao."
"Master Bao..." He Jing smiled and said, "Master Bao, thank you, where are you from? Where do you live?"
Bao Ye painted his face: "I live in the lower world."
He Jing was flattered when he saw him applying medicine to himself: "I'll just do it myself."
"You can't see where the injury is. I'll smear it for you faster. You eat it quickly, otherwise it will be cold."
"Thank you, thank you."
Bao Ye's wound medicine, which was healed instantly, was applied to He Jing within two seconds, and all the wounds were completely healed.
He Jing thanked him again: "Your medicine is a little more expensive."
"It depends on where it is used. If it is used where it is worthwhile, it is not expensive. If it is used where it is not worthwhile, even if I spit water to wipe his wound, I will think it is too expensive."
He Jing was amused: "Haha, you are very interesting, but what you said makes sense."
Bao Ye smiled: "Who hurt your body, it looks like it's been more than half a month, why hasn't it been treated with medicine?"
He Jing smiled stiffly: "The main reason is that I am too useless, or I will not be bullied and kicked out of the house. They are right, I am too useless."
Bao Ye was not happy that he said this to himself: "How can you belittle yourself like this."
"I don't want to belittle myself like this. Now is a world where the strong are respected. My power is the same as none. How about someone with powerful power?"
Bao Ye frowned, saying that this was his brother's lowest point, so he should help him: "Is your divine power like this since you were born?"
"Yes."
Bao Ye felt his pulse: "I'll show you."
He Jing smiled bitterly: "It's useless, my parents have found many doctors to treat me to no avail."
Thirty-year-old Kajing is considered a high-level expert among the demigods, and it is impossible to find a doctor and not be cured. Bao Ye used his divine power to penetrate into his body, swam around in his body, and said with a sullen face, "Your divine veins are blocked. It's artificial."
He Jing was taken aback: "What? Man-made? Not natural?"
"It's not natural, it's man-made." Bao Yefeng told him with great certainty.
"If it was artificial, why did I have a very weak divine power when I was born, and why did all the doctors say that my divine veins were not born? Even after seeing so many doctors, I couldn't heal them?"
Bao Ye squinted his eyes and said, "Maybe it's the people who blocked your spiritual veins who are secretly doing things."
Hei: "…"
It never occurred to him that his weakness was man-made, and that there were always people working in secret.
Bao Ye asked, "Do you want to unblock your divine veins?"
"I do, of course I did." He Jing excitedly said, "Can you get me through the divine veins?"
"Yeah." Bao Ye stood up: "You go over with me to fill your stomach first, and then I'll get you through the nerves."
He Jing hesitated: "...so dirty, will...
"Come here if you want to get through the divine veins." Baoye turned back to his position, saw Donglingce put down his chopsticks, and asked, "Are you full?"
Um. "Danglingce wiped his mouth with a tissue: "The taste is very good, I will eat it again when I have time." "
Miao Xin was delighted: "Welcome the two of you to come again."
Bao Ye asked with a smile, "Eldest sister, how much money do you calculate?"
"Okay." Miao Xin saw that there were still many dishes left to cook, so he was embarrassed to accept their money: "Two gentlemen, these dishes have never been cooked, so just stay here and continue to sell them, it's just for you to eat. food money."
Tang Lingce took out a large banknote.
Bao Ye grabbed his hand.
Donglingce wondered: "What's wrong?"
Bao Ye smiled: "I'll treat you to this meal."
Dong Lingce raised his eyebrows, thinking that he had given him money before, so he took the money back into the space.
Baoye took out thirty times the money that could buy all the dishes and said to Donglingce: "I need to make it clear to you again about the money, I exchanged the money with you with Lingshi, It's my money now, it has nothing to do with you, it's my money, just like you do business, you give the money to others, and the goods of others are yours."
Dong Lingce squinted his eyes: "You...
"Don't be in a hurry to talk, you just need to think that it's my money."
Dong Lingce didn't know what he was doing, so he sneered: "I know you are rich, Master Bao."
Seeing how he is about to fly with a little money, I don't know how arrogant he would be if he had more money.
"The sound of Bao Ye's cry is really beautiful." Bao Ye smiled and handed the money to Miao Xin.
Miao Xin hurriedly said, "Sir, I can't use so much."
Baoye shoved it into her hand: "We will come again next time. It's fine if you don't charge us."
"... Miao Xin is a little embarrassed.
"You just need to remember what we look like and don't charge us next time."
Miao Xin thought that she also needed money, gritted her teeth, and nodded: "Thank you sir."
Bao Ye smiled and put his hand on Tang Lingce's shoulder: "Did you see it? I paid for it, and I invited you to eat skewers."
Dongling Ce glanced at him: "Then what?"
Bao Ye gave him an angry look: "Master Dongling, don't you feel happy when someone invites you to dinner?"
Dongling Ce was slightly startled: "You kept insisting that the money belongs to you just now, to make me realize that you are entertaining guests with your own money?"
"Yeah, am I doing my best?"
Originally unhappy, after knowing the truth, the corners of his mouth couldn't help bending upwards: "This is the best thing I've ever eaten."