Hengcheng has a subtropical monsoon climate, which is relatively warm in winter. As for summer, it is summed up in one sentence, it is raining a lot.

At this time, it was already drizzling in the sky, and the raindrops were blown by the wind, and it seemed like fog was rising in the street market.

Yuan Xing frowned and looked at the smoke-like raindrops. He raised one hand helplessly, covered his big sleeves on his bald head, and continued to search nearby. He even ignored the risk of being watched after being exposed, so he took the initiative to communicate and inquire with nearby shops.

After asking this all, he still found nothing. Finally, when a enthusiastic female boss took out his cell phone and was about to take a photo and post it to mobilize for mobilization, his heart thundered and he decisively withdrew from the shop. He glanced at the people entering and leaving the community and did not dare to delay here for too long. He found a direction and used his magical power to escape. At the same time, the last trace of luck in his heart finally disappeared.

He took a few steps, and intuition that he had already left the street far enough before he stopped.

The meal was wasted and there was nowhere to go. Yuanxing could only wander aimlessly in the rain, thinking about his stomach while looking for a place to spend the night tonight.

Now this city has completely changed for him. He feels unfamiliar wherever he goes, and the road conditions are even more unfamiliar. After turning around, he doesn't know where he has been.

In just a moment, the clouds completely covered the sun, and the raindrops gathered into beads in the air, falling down with crackling sounds.

Yuan Xing glanced up and rushed to the corner of the street. He ran into a unit door and stopped, then wiped his wet head with his sleeve.

The security facilities of this residential building are complete and can only be accessed by the residents' door card.

As the time is approaching, people entering and leaving the house will not help but take a look when they pass by Yuanxing. Those who are kind-hearted will ask him if he wants to go in and wait, but they are all rejected with a smile.

This rain didn't seem to be about to stop for a short time. By the late night, even the fresh food store opposite was closed, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The rain was blown into the cannon by the wind, hitting his face, touching his skin, Yuanxing looked at the dim neighborhoods and the sporadic lights on the high-rise buildings. He couldn't help but laughed at himself.

After a while, I raised my hand and waved my energy, cleaned the cement floor and sat cross-legged. With the continuous sound of rain, I gradually entered a state of meditation.

I was sleeping in this familiar and unfamiliar city for another night.

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The next day, the rain was still falling, but it was a little lighter.

After Yuanxing finished reciting the scriptures, the fresh food shop opposite opened early. A large truck was parked on the side of the road, and the boss in his fifties was working hard to unload various boxes.

Without hesitation, he walked over and moved the two fruit boxes into the store. The other ones were not good, and he had the strength to do it. With the gratitude of the store owner, he and the driver cleared all the goods on the car.

"Thank you, Master." After the truck drove away, the shop owner thanked Yuanxing again.

Yuan Xing waved his hand with a smile and was about to leave, but the other party's next sentence made him stunned.

"Has the little master encountered difficulties?"

After all, Yuan Xing's hairstyle and clothing were so recognizable. He quickly recalled the scene he saw when he closed last night. In the heavy rain, a lonely monk was hiding in the shadow of the unit canopy.

He glanced at the closed unit door opposite him again. Did this monk actually stay outside all night?

Yuanxing was about to step out and shrank back. He touched his stomach for a moment before smiling and asked, "I don't know if the donor lacks a helping guy here? The wages don't matter, just have lunch."

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The boss’s surname is Liu, and his wife left a few years ago. She has been opening a store here for more than ten years. Although the fresh food store is quite busy, the neighbors around her are familiar with each other. She can chat with anyone, which is more fulfilling than staying at home alone.

After a self-introduction, Yuanxing officially started working. The location of this store is far from good, the store is not big, but the vegetables and fruits are very fresh and the prices are reasonable, so there are actually many customers coming and going.

Because there are too many types of goods, Yuanxing was a little busy at the beginning, but he had a good memory and was diligent, especially at noon, he finally had the only full meal in three days, and felt more energetic, and he became more and more skilled in replenishing and sorting goods. Occasionally, Lao Liu was too busy and could help weigh and collect money.

It is not a regular company, and of course there is no eight-hour working system. Yuanxing needs to work from opening the door until it closes at night.

But if he could manage a meal here, Lao Liu also allowed him to stay overnight in the store. After hearing about his experience, the other party paid a day's salary in advance and asked him to go to a nearby small market to buy toiletries and underwear for changing clothes, which really helped a lot.

At night, after the fresh food store closed, Yuan Xing changed his clothes in the bathroom, found waste paper shells to spread them out, and spread them on it with bedding provided by Lao Liu. He meditated until late at night before he fell asleep satisfied.

On the third day after arriving in this world, he finally had a place to stay.

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At dawn, the rain finally stopped. Old Liu opened the door early. Yuanxing had already finished his morning class. The busy day began again. It was not until the afternoon that he was a little free.

Yuanxing was patrolling the store and busy handling the goods. Lao Liu took a small stool to the canopy at the door, gathered with his neighbors to play cards and spend the afternoon leisure time.

Perhaps because the weather has improved, several middle-aged and elderly men are playing cards and talking happily, and they are having a lot of fun in their parents' affairs.

"Yeah, are you playing?" At this time, an old voice came from the side.

When Old Liu heard this, he turned around and saw a thin white-haired old lady walking slowly over.

He stood up and greeted respectfully, "Why did Aunt come here?" As he said that, he threw a stinky card in his hand onto the small table, and without caring about the protests of his card friends, he stepped forward to meet him.

"What fruit do you want today?"

"You Uncle Li has been trying to eat grapes these days, so you can pick some good ones for me." The old lady replied, sighed again, and muttered: "The older you are, the more you miss a child, it's really..."

Old Liu smiled and didn't dare to respond. He turned around and returned to the store. When he came out with his pocket, the old lady was standing by the table, watching the few people playing cards with interest.

"Next time, call me directly, I'll send it to you." Old Liu handed the bag to the old man.

The old man took the fruit, but gave him a blank look: "I'm not old enough to walk." After that, he paid him money, and then turned around and left.

"Old Liu, this old lady is often here, do you know each other?" asked the neighbor who had a good deal.

"Aunt Meng is a distant relative of my family. He used to live in the capital and only came back to settle down last year." Old Liu explained with a smile.

"As old people, they all pay attention to returning to their roots." Someone sighed.

Old Liu took a big mouthful of tea, and seemed to remember something again, so he hurriedly shouted to the shop: "Master Yuanxing, come out for a cup of tea."

Yuan Xing, who was presenting goods inside, just said a huh, but his hands were still busy. He had to rest and finish his work.
Chapter completed!