Path to the God

2crowd who came and went saw Liu Xing sitting on the ground, as if they were looking at a monster.    

    

They were all curious, thinking if this fashionable old man was sick. Wearing red Suit and pretending to be a young man, sitting in the plaza and waiting for death.    

    

Some people thought that Liu Xing was beggar, who was so thin that he could fit in a bone's bag. They still did not admit that they were old and looked pitiful as they took out the change that was on them and placed it in front of Liu Xing.    

    

In order to prevent the money from being blown away, a kind-hearted Girl, who looked to be seven or eight years old, had even specially found a small stone to press the money on the ground.    

    

Liu Xing no longer cared about the outside world. He felt that his life force was truly slowly flowing away, and he thought of Ye Ruoshi, Divine Ancestor Potian, Liu Zhenyu, Aunt Qiu, Sun Zilong …    

    

As he thought about it, he began to cry. His shriveled lips trembled, but there were no cries or tears.    

    

The Divine Ancestor Potian sat on top of the dark clouds of the Eternal World, observing all of Liu Xing's actions. He shook his head and sighed in his heart.    

    

The Divine Ancestor Potian thought to himself: Sigh, this poor Disciple is too stupid, and too inexperienced. He's about to die, but he's still so useless. Even though he had gone through many dangerous situations and the I did not pay any attention to him, and did not plan on letting him hone himself and grow quickly, from the looks of it, the path of growth for this stupid Disciple was still very long.    

    

"Ai!"    

    

Divine Ancestor Potian sighed once again in the Eternal World, then said to Liu Xing: "Foolish brat, you haven't died, what are you sad about?"    

    

Hearing the Divine Ancestor Potian's voice, Liu Xing stopped thinking random thoughts and threw a sliver of Spiritual Sense into the Eternal World, saying: "Shi Hu, you haven't even gotten a drop of blood from me yet, am I? Am I going to die? "    

    

Divine Ancestor Potian comforted her: "You won't die, and you're not completely useless. It's just that you didn't find the right method!"    

    

Hearing that he still had some hope, Liu Xing regained some of his confidence and asked: "Master, then what do you think is the best method?"    

    

Divine Ancestor Potian said: "Foolish brat, the《 Sun's Martial Art》 has a message: If you want it, you must obtain it first!"    

    

Liu Xing replied: "Shi Hu, I did give a The snow pear to someone else! But the person who took the The snow pear has left, ignore me! "    

    

Divine Ancestor Potian said: "Foolish brat, that's because you can't use it flexibly! Your sales staff on Earth use this phrase to their heart's content, you can learn from them! "    

    

Liu Xing was a little surprised, and asked: "Shi Hu, then how do I use your lock?"    

    

The Divine Ancestor Potian said: "Your sales Expert has a secret, it's like this. If you want other people to help you solve your problem, you have to help others solve their problem first. Once his problem is solved, your problem will naturally be solved!"    

    

Liu Xing nodded his head as if he understood something. This sentence seemed ordinary, there was nothing special about it, but it was filled with philosophy.    

    

Liu Xing pondered for a moment and finally understood.    

    

A virgin's blood was equivalent to the money on the target customer's body. What Liu Xing was selling was to solve the problems of others, to help them.    

    

When the difficulties of others were solved, they would have to accept Liu Xing's help to pay him.    

    

Nothing in this world is absolute. Whether or not someone is willing to give Liu Xing the virgin blood after Liu Xing gives it to them will depend on the heavens' will.    

    

Liu Xing raised his head, picked up the money on the ground and kept it in his pocket. Although it was not much, and was useless to him, it was someone else's kindness, and he had to accept it.    

    

Liu Xing's eyes lit up, he used his walking stick to slowly stand up, sweeping the Spiritual Sense across the entire plaza, looking for his target's customer.    

    

Finally, Liu Xing found a target customer: the rose girl!    

    

The girl had long hair reaching her waist, but her hair was not smooth and black. Instead, it was somewhat yellow. She seemed to be malnourished.    

    

She was sixteen or seventeen years old, tall, about five foot five, but she might be wearing a lot of clothes, and she looked a little bloated.    

    

The young girl was wearing a large yellow down jacket with an old silk scarf tied around her neck. She was wearing a pair of jeans that had been washed until they turned white, making her look like a normal person.    

    

Her face should be pretty, because her face was ruined. There were many burns and scars on her face and neck, so it was hard to see her original appearance.    

    

The girl always wore a smile when selling flowers, her eyes were bright and spirited. Liu Xing felt that her eyes were extremely clear, as clear as water.    

    

The girl's teeth were neat and white, but her smile was unattractive because of her scarred face. Liu Xing thought, with such a face, how much courage would he have to smile at others?    

    

The girl was carrying a bunch of roses that looked like dozens of bunches. As she walked, she was selling them to passersby.    

    

Liu Xing noticed her hands. There were calluses on her hands, and some frostbite.    

    

She was unlike those who sold flowers that Liu Xing had met before. Those people would always pester passersby to sell their flowers, especially when you had women by your side, you wouldn't let them go easily if you didn't buy them. Some of the little Girl would often hug your legs, so if you didn't give them money, they wouldn't leave.    

    

The young girl only asked the passerby, but the passerby didn't buy her. She didn't pester them either and continued to question the next passerby.    

    

People were coming and going in Grand Plaza, but other than the aunties who were dancing in the plaza, the rest of the people were all in a hurry, and very few people paid attention to her.    

    

The flower selling girl walked towards Liu Xing, who was leaning on his walking stick, slowly walking towards her direction. As the girl slowly walked, she was selling the roses in her arms to passersby!    

    

"Hello, buy a bouquet of flowers!"    

    

"Handsome, buy a bouquet of flowers, it's very cheap!"    

    

"Beauty, buy a bunch of flowers!"    

    

"Uncle, buy a bunch of flowers for Auntie. It's very affordable, five yuan each!"    

    

"Buy a bunch of flowers …"    

    

The young girl walked forward while selling flowers, but very few people would buy it. Faced with people's rejection or silence, she would always smile in return. Although her smile was not beautiful or charming, it could still be said to be somewhat terrifying.    

    

As she walked, the girl saw that Liu Xing was wearing a red Suit, but was a bent and hunched Old grandpa. Mercy appeared in her eyes, and she gently bit her lips.    

    

When Liu Xing saw the girl's smile, it ignited the flames of hope in his heart. At the same time, he was secretly ashamed, he was rejected more than a dozen times and then gave up.    

    

Liu Xing was sighing emotionally in his heart, and didn't notice that the young girl who was selling flowers had already brushed past him.    

    

"Hello, buy a bouquet of flowers!"    

    

Hearing this, Liu Xing regained his senses, and slowly turned around. He saw that the young girl was already four or five steps away from him.    

    

Liu Xing quickly shouted in a hoarse voice: "Selling painting for me, wait!"    

    

The flower seller heard an old voice calling from behind him and stopped in her tracks.