I trade seven with the gods

Chapter 299 [Compassion Gong]

In the bustling commercial street, the crowd gathered together, surrounding an old man who was playing monkey.

"Look, look, look!"

The old man who played the monkey was wearing a melon skin hat. He was beating the gong loudly while teasing the little monkey in his hand.

The little monkey was seen doing somersaults or making faces in his hands, making the onlookers laugh, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Street performers like this cannot usually appear on such a busy street. However, as the New Year is approaching recently, the streets and alleys also need a lively atmosphere, and their management has become much more relaxed.

After the performance, as usual, the little monkey held a copper plate in his hand and began to ask for rewards from the audience.

But, how can anyone carry cash with them when they go out in this day and age?

However, the little monkey did not panic. After discovering that everyone had no cash, it took out a payment code from behind and handed it to everyone with a playful smile.

A woman dressed in ordinary clothes took out her mobile phone and scanned the QR code of the little monkey. Just a moment later, Uncle Monkey’s cell phone rang with a notification tone:

"Alipay arrives, 2000 yuan."

The people watching were shocked. They looked at the woman in front of them in surprise. This woman was dressed in an ordinary way, but she was so generous?

After the first tipper, the second tipper followed closely:

"Alipay arrives, 1300 yuan."

"Alipay arrived, 1500 yuan,"

"Alipay arrives, 800 yuan."

……

These onlookers are all ordinary people, including some poor people wearing shabby clothes, but at this moment, their spending is actually extremely generous.

In the past, the amount of street rewards was usually 5 yuan or 10 yuan. As long as there was a 50 yuan ticket, it would be enough for a busker to burn incense.

But now, among these rewarders, even the one who gives the least will still receive 500 yuan.

At first, some people were surprised, but after just a few seconds, everyone present felt that this was normal, there was nothing wrong, and it seemed like it should be like this.

……

"Wow, wow, great performance."

A middle-aged man with a scruffy beard took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code of Little Monkey, and entered 2000 yuan on it.

Snapped--

Just when the middle-aged man was about to press the last password, a pair of fair and slender hands suddenly held him down.

Ok?

The middle-aged man raised his head in confusion and found that she was a young woman in her 20s. She was dressed very smartly and her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, giving people the feeling of an urban elite.

"I...do I know you?"

The middle-aged man asked doubtfully.

"Haha, uncle," Wangyou gently swiped the screen to exit the middle-aged man's phone from the payment interface, "Do you still remember what you used this money for?"

"Yeah, right,"

The middle-aged man seemed to be suddenly awakened by a basin of water. He scratched his head in confusion, and then showed an expression of realization:

"I remembered that this money was for my son's medical expenses. He fell off the shelf at the construction site and is now waiting for me to pay the medical expenses in the hospital..."

"Then you're not going?"

Wangyou sighed helplessly.

"But, but," the middle-aged uncle glanced at the monkey with some reluctance, and his tone actually had a hint of distress, "but the monkey also needs money, he is also very pitiful!"

Wangyou: "..."

But looking at her expression, it seemed that she was not surprised by the middle-aged man's words.

At the same time, the little monkey also came to Wangyou. It held out the payment code with its left hand and the copper plate full of banknotes with its right hand.

"Thank you."

Wangyou unceremoniously grabbed a handful of bills from the copper plate and put them into his jacket pocket.

monkey:?

squeak squeak squeak squeak——

The monkey was so anxious that he almost uttered human words when he was forced to do so.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

At this time, the old man playing the monkey struck the gong in his hand again and muttered:

"Those who are rich will support you with money, and those who have no money will support you with personal support. Old man, it is not easy for me to travel through the world. Thank you for your support!"

As the old man struck the gong, the surrounding audience began to accuse Wangyou:

"That's too much. How can you rob the little monkey of his money?"

"That's right, what a pitiful little monkey... I gave him all my son's medical expenses."

"What do you mean? I just threw away a bank card, and all the demolition expenses of my house were included in it."

……

Wangyou ignored these ordinary people, looked at the gong in the hands of the old monkey player in front of him, and said in an indifferent tone:

"[The Gong of Compassion], left behind by the gods from the Kingdom of Sand, serial number 179, each time the gong is struck, it can strengthen others' compassion by 20%, up to 20 times..."

The face of the old monkey man changed:

"Old man, I don't know what you are talking about. This gong is the old man's family heirloom and has been passed down for more than ten generations."

Wangyou looked at the old monkey player again and said word by word:

"Li Dagui, male, 67 years old, makes a living by begging and performing on the street...but he suddenly made a fortune a year ago, earning more than 6 figures every month."

"In the past year, you must have made a lot of money relying on this [Lost God]... It's a pity that as a person who has been begging for most of his life, even if you have this kind of divine object in your hands, you will only It's such a waste of money to use it for performing arts... This thing is beyond your control, so stop it as soon as possible."

"Also, your biggest sin is asking a young man to voluntarily transplant his organ to you. This has violated the management rules of Spring and Autumn College. I advise you not to be stubborn."

After listening to Wangyou’s words,

The busker named Li Daguo suddenly picked up the gong and ran away, not even taking the monkey behind him and the money in the monkey's hand.

"Chase!"

Wangyou softly uttered a word.

click-

As the word "Wangyou" fell, a dazzling figure of thunder rushed across the sky, like a brilliant arc of light - it was Ji regret!

And from the sky where I regretted my passing, pieces of yellow paper fell down.

Whoa!

These yellow papers fell like heavy snow, landing on the forehead of every pedestrian.

buzz-

These pedestrians immediately stood there, looking confused.

Squeak!

The little monkey suddenly pounced forward, opened its fangs, and bit Wangyou's white neck fiercely.

puff--

Wangyou didn't even lower her head. She knocked the monkey down in mid-air with a knife, then stepped on its head. In an instant, the monkey's head exploded like a watermelon.

the other side,

I regret that I have gone after the busker.

But Wangyou was not in a hurry to help. She looked at the pedestrians who were stopped on the street, took out a piece of paper and a pen from her pocket, and said softly:

"I said, you remember."

slam-la-

These pedestrians were like obedient primary school students. They picked up the yellow paper on their foreheads, then stretched out a finger in confusion, and began to write down Wangyou's words with their hands.

Wangyou eloquently said:

"Today is December 12th, Qing. You wanted to go out for fun, but you got hungry, so you stayed at home all day... So, you didn't get hungry, so you continue to go to the hospital to pay for your medical expenses."

"receive--"

The old man raised his hand obediently, like a primary school student being given a task by the teacher.

"OK, now take all your money back from the tray... Those who paid online, come to me to collect the money. After collecting the money, everyone will go back to their homes and find their own mothers."

Wangyou closed the pen and paper,

The pedestrians dispersed with a crash. After receiving the money, they walked around in confusion, as if nothing had happened.

Wangyou, on the other hand, also chased after Jixii in the direction he left.

……

Ten minutes later,

According to the positioning, Wangyou finally arrived at the place where Jihui stopped.

I saw an abandoned building in the suburbs, where Ji Hui had already blocked the busker.

"what……"

Ji regret yawned, and then slowly walked forward, ready to end this boring chase.

"Dad-dong-"

However, at this moment, the busker suddenly knelt down without any moral ethics and knocked the gong in his hand.

Ji regret couldn't help but be stunned, and then something strange happened.

Looking at the humble busker in front of him, an unreasonable kindness arose in his heart... Which made him a little reluctant to do anything? !

"Ugh,"

Wangyou sighed, took out a folding knife from his pocket, and walked over slowly.

Although Jigui is powerful, he is a bit mentally unstable, so the loss of a mind-controlling god like the [Gong of Mercy] has the greatest impact on him... Now he can only rely on himself.

puff-

Before Wangyou could get there, the busker suddenly knelt down to Wangyou again:

"mother--"