Man is covering the sky, the system is perfect

Chapter 35 When you go out, you give your identity to yourself
It was a small pub, located in a corner of the town, and was inconspicuous.

The owner of this pub is an old man, and he has a little girl by his side. The old and the little depend on each other for survival.

Life was tight and difficult.

Occasionally, there are some ruffians who put up accounts and record invoices here without paying.

At first Wang Mingyuan was not sure whether he had come to the right place.

But when he saw the little girl, he instantly realized that he had come to the right place.

"Grandpa, I'm a little hungry!"

The girl was no more than four or five years old, with a pigtail tied up in a bun. Her little face was rosy and it was obvious that she was well-fed.

However, most of her clothes were covered with patches. Although they were washed very clean, one could still tell that their family was in poor financial condition.

Wang Mingyuan looked at this scene and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

If an ordinary family lived this kind of life, he would think it was normal.

But these two are the direct descendants of the Jiang family and the direct descendants of the emperor.

It was just because of a dispute within the family that their instrument failed and they ended up running away from the family.

They cannot even embark on the path of cultivation, and their lives as mortals are considered to be in dire straits.

Not to mention possessing the Emperor's Scripture, in another generation or two, they might even starve to death in this small town.

The ancient families and holy places often do not seem as peaceful as they appear on the surface.

If you want to join in and inherit the Emperor's Scripture, it is not as easy as it seems.

Of course, when Wang Mingyuan walked here, he already had a complete plan and calculations in his mind.

Take the normal route to enter the ancient family, if Wang Mingyuan is willing to take out items such as the True Phoenix Technique, the Kunpeng Technique, or the Original True Solution.

Then, if he gets the approval of a big shot in the family, he might have a chance to inherit the Emperor's Scripture.

But begging on one's knees was not what Wang Mingyuan wanted to do.

He possesses the most extraordinary means in the world and has the advantage of foresight, so there is no need for him to lick an ancient family, even though the ancient family is extremely powerful to him nowadays.

Sometimes a road seems to be the shortest to go straight, but in fact it is the longest and it is faster and more stable to take a detour.

After determining the location of the town, he used his spiritual power to scan the area and confirmed that there were not many fruits and vegetables in the kitchen.

Wang Mingyuan turned and went to a mountain behind the town, quickly killed two goats, and carried them over by himself.

He asked the old man to cook the goat for him, and the remaining ingredients would be used as cooking money.

The old man was very enthusiastic and even wanted to lend a hand to help Wang Mingyuan unload the goat.

But the two goats that Wang Mingyuan chose were heavy, weighing about sixty or seventy kilograms.

The old man had not embarked on the path of spiritual practice, and he was too old and frail, and he almost sprained his waist while helping out.

However, the old man’s skills are very good, and he can process the game very quickly.

After just a while, the rich aroma of goat wafted over here.

In order to prevent Wang Mingyuan from waiting too long, the old man even brought out a few side dishes, all of which he made himself.

Wang Mingyuan was drinking the wine brewed by the old man while eating the snacks here, and his life was very enjoyable.

until……

Four or five guys with hooligan habits walked into the tavern in a carefree manner.

Smelling the aroma in the restaurant, one of them grinned.

"Old man, you tell us every day that you have no money, but you don't look like you have no money. As soon as we were gone, you started stewing mutton!"

"The weather is getting colder, it's time to eat something good. Old man, give me two pots of mutton soup. The mutton is very good!"

The old man looked embarrassed and went over to apologize in a low voice.

Soon, a rather arrogant voice was heard, and one of the gangster-like figures suddenly stood up and spoke loudly.

"You just look down on my brother Wang. You didn't even give us a bite of the stewed mutton?"

"Why, can't you keep the account for my brother Wang's sake?"

"Sir, this won't do. These are all things that the guests brought with them. There is really nothing left in our store..."

The old man begged for mercy in a low voice, fearing that the noise would cause too much impact, and he did not even point his finger directly at Wang Mingyuan. He obviously did not want to set the fire on Wang Mingyuan.

But the other party is not like that at all.

Completely fearless, he stared at the old man coldly.

One of them even stood up and pushed the old man, causing him to stagger.

Wang Mingyuan looked at it and finally sighed.

Without any movement, one of the chopsticks on the table in front of him flew out.

Then it pierced through the palm of the thug and nailed his palm to the table.

"you……"

The leader became furious, and then three chopsticks pierced through their palms one by one.

"roll!"

"You dare to target my sheep?"

The four hooligans ran away in a hurry, and the old man came over quickly to thank them, but there was a deep sense of uneasiness hidden between his brows.

But at the same time, the old man also gave his own suggestions.

"Young man, let's go quickly!"

"These people can't beat you, but they are used to some dirty tricks."

This kind of performance made Wang Mingyuan sigh inwardly. He could only say that this old man's education was quite good.

Obviously, Wang Mingyuan took action here and he was the one who was most affected, but he said nothing at all. Instead, he reminded Wang Mingyuan to leave.

Wang Mingyuan beat someone up in his shop, then just walked away.

It won't be long before these thugs, feeling humiliated, come to the old man to get revenge.

"Ugh!"

I can only say that the old man has a very kind heart.

However, the old man's lineage lost power in the power struggle of the Jiang family and was even killed.

I can only say that people with conscience don’t live long, they are not as cruel as others.

Wang Mingyuan saw through the various changes that followed at a glance, but he didn't say anything directly. Instead, he warmly invited the old man to come and eat meat.

"Don't be polite with me. I can't finish such a big one. We already agreed that the rest is your reward. Eat it!"

The old man was still a little hesitant, but the little girl who was spinning in the kitchen had sparkling eyes.

His big, shiny black eyes stared at the mutton cooking in the pot without blinking.

The old man looked at it and sighed, but ultimately did not forcefully refuse.

The dinner was quite pleasant.

Not long after dinner, there was another commotion outside.

That group of thugs came again, and this time there were not three or five people, but more than ten people.

The leader kicked the door open with a bang.

But before he could say more, Wang Mingyuan grabbed a pair of chopsticks and threw them away.

Then there was a series of screams outside.

“You won’t stop even after eating!”

The little girl's eyes were shining so brightly that she even forgot to drink the mutton.

"Big brother, you are amazing!"

Only the old man's brows showed more and more worry.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Wang Mingyuan didn't keep the secret any longer and said directly, "I'm from the Jiang family!"

The little girl was still confused, but the old man's expression suddenly changed.

(End of this chapter)