"It's not that we deliberately embarrassed the two benefactors and didn't want you to stay and eat a bite of fast food, but you can ask these people around if you want you to stay and fight for the soup in their mouths..."

Speaking of this, it has completely risen to the level of group morality.

For these refugees, Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu dressed in exquisite costumes, wearing gold and silver, are the opposite of them, looking jealous and greedy.

At this time, there were monks who fanned the flames in it and provoke secretly, and the anger in their hearts instantly burned.

"The two of you are full of food. Did you come to see our jokes?"

"Where to go, don't delay Lao Tzu eating fast food here."

"I was starving to death without this bite of rice. You are afraid that you can't even eat this kind of coarse tea and light rice, so why bother to disgust us here."

"Go away, let them go!"

"Hurry up, get out of them if you don't!"

The emotions of the refugees were thoroughly mobilized, and they yelled at the side full of righteous indignation.

Feng Chenglin stepped back two steps, looked at the hideous faces around him inconceivably, and lowered his voice speechlessly.

"Three young masters, are these guys crazy? Everyone is crazy. Who will catch and bite?"

Not to mention whether they eat or not, even if they eat it, what about it?

"We two are not rice buckets. Even if we eat, how much can we eat?! As long as we both have a mouth, we can eat all of their food!"

Ling Luoyu's shallow eyes: "Have you never heard of it? The Buddha fights for a stick of incense, people fight for a breath... For these people, how much we eat is the same, because they don't allow someone richer and more comfortable than them. People, come here to have a bite of food with them! You can call this...jealous!!!"

No one cares if they eat an extra bite of rice!

They couldn't bear the two of them coming to eat so glamorously!

Feng Chenglin gritted his teeth, the egg hurts: "These guys..."

"If they don't like this, then let's change their tricks!"

"...What do you do?"

"What are you talking about!?" Ling Luoyu smiled, "It's all a group of guys who only recognize clothes but don't recognize people. Isn't it easy to start with them!?"

"...It's really easy!"

Dressup and disguise are the most basic survival manuals for both of them.

An hour later, two hobbled, ragged tramps held each other's arms and moved to the steps of the Great God Temple step by step with difficulty.

These two people are Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin who have changed their appearances.

Seeing them, the surrounding refugees just lifted their eyelids, and no one paid any more attention to them.

The two people supported each other and walked up step by step.

Even if there are monks passing by, they just glanced at them coldly, did not say anything, and passed by pretending to be invisible.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but stand still: "Hey, it's not right...the monk inside is so different from the monks of other people!?"

Ling Luoyu also realized that things were very unusual: "Yes, the attitude towards us before can be explained as treating us like money and not taking care of us, but now, both of us are so embarrassed, no one cares... ...What about their sympathy!?"