Sitting on the white dragon horse, cough, the "Tang Seng" on the black fat horse twisted his body, as if this shape was not authentic enough.

"Chubby, Mao, I want Buddha beads." Xia Bilei insisted, "Otherwise, people won't be in the mood to chant the scriptures." "You see who has no Buddha beads, and Tang Seng still has a robe that flashes blindly.

The little fat man is very helpless, he made a set of monk clothes for her just an expedient measure, who would think that she really acted happily as a monk, and chanted scriptures? She's a fart at her age.

"Here you go." The little fat man was speechless and threw the backgammon over, "Let's be a rosary for the time being." ”

Xia Bilei was angry, "I don't want it, and you think whose Buddha beads are painted in colorful colors, it's too unsimple!" Mao, would you like to engrave a string of Buddhist beads for me? He looked at Qin Mao with watery eyes, selling cuteness.

Qin Mao, who was really bored on a rainy day, nodded, "No problem, it's just that the wood is not good enough, even if the Buddha beads are not Bodhi seeds, they should use small-leaf red sandalwood." As a perfectionist, Qin Mao was a little dissatisfied, is ordinary wood worthy of his carving skills.

Xia Bilei said with a smile, "It's too expensive, I'm afraid of being robbed, just plain." ”

The downpour only lasted one day before it turned into a drizzle, and it went on for several days, as if a man with a prostate problem couldn't pee cleanly.

Qin Mao stood at the entrance of the cave, it was raining outside, and the light in the cave was insufficient, so he didn't continue to carve Buddha beads, watching the rain sprinkle on the ground like broken pearls continuously, and the big beads and small beads fell on a plate, he was childlike for a while, and stretched out his hand to pick it up.

"It's eunuch rain!" The little fat man shook his head and said, it is worthy of swearing to Xia Bilei, and the two of them are very synchronized, "My father said that eunuchs often leak urine like this, and they can't control it if they want to." ”

Qin Mao's hand retracted violently as if it had been pricked by a needle, and he recalled with a pale face, the eunuchs in the palace were serving him to eat, drink tea and pour wine, could it be that they were also leaking urine at that time?

"Mao, why did you throw up?" The little fat man jumped up in a hurry, "Got a cold?" ”

No, it's just that it's disgusting, Qin Mao thought about it again.

"It's miserable, like a pregnant woman." Xia Bilei looked sympathetic.

Those who can't learn rhetoric shut up Lao Tzu! Qin Mao's face turned blue and glared at her fiercely.

**

Guyun County has a traditional four-sided city wall of the Great Liang, but it is not tall or solemn, after all, the south is far away from the war, and the goalkeeper guarding the city gate is not presentable, one is thin like a monkey, the other is fat like a pig, but the eyes are the same greed for the entrance fee.

"Two children and a little monk?" The thin monkey looked at a cart of salted fish in wonder, "There are no adults?" ”

The little fat man smiled and took out some cured meat and salted fish and stuffed them into the hands of the two guards, "My lord, our father should have followed, he unfortunately injured his leg today, and he couldn't move, seeing that it has been raining for a few days, and the cured meat will become moldy if it is not sold. Do the people in the city like it? Adults may wish to give us some advice? ”

The fat guard, who was fatter than the little fat man for a few laps of eyes but not as clear as the little fat man, checked the cured meat on his hands with satisfaction, "It's not a problem, but what's the matter with this little monk?" ”

Xia Bilei clasped her hands together, and after reciting Amitabha Buddha, she said with an unfathomable face, "The little monk is from the Western Heaven Smecta Country, and he has specially come to the Eastern Soil ...... Liang learned from the scriptures and met two donors. ”

Smecta Country? The two goalkeepers stared at each other blankly? They've never heard of it.

"So you're a real monk?" The skinny monkey was obviously more shrewd, pointing to the starry black skin on her head and face, "What's going on?" When did scarring stop be so weird? ”

Xia Bilei sighed, very sad, "We can't get the true scriptures in Smecta Kingdom, because the ring scars on my head are not authentic enough, and the little monk has no choice but to come to Daliang to get the true scriptures." ”

The fat guard was a little sympathetic, it seemed that this Smecta country was really a small country, and this ring scar was burned on his face.

The little fat man secretly put a piece of broken silver in the hands of the fat guard, "This big brother, as soon as I see you, I feel very eye-catching, this little master is also a poor person, I saw that she was too pitiful to walk on the road on a rainy day, so I let her get into the carriage, she was good, and when she saw the cured meat on my carriage, she chanted the Buddha vigorously and said that it was too much to kill, how can we become so blessed if we don't kill?" Big brother, did you say? "The little fat man's mouth cannon skills are very good, and he changed from an adult to a big brother after a while.

The fat guard suddenly felt that he was fat, and everyone in the world said that he was fat, but who knew that only people with permanent property in their families were not short of food and drink, so they said that they were blessed to be fat.

"Alright, alright, let's get over." The fat and thin guard pinched the silver in his hand, the entrance fee was sufficient, and it was rare that the little fat man also gave cured meat and salted fish.

Qin Mao followed the little fat man speechlessly, with the mouth cannon little fat man and the beautiful monk Xia Bilei, it was the first time he was ignored like this, but it was also good, he lowered the hat on his head, trying to make himself more like a local villager.

A cart of cured meat is very easy to sell, it has rained recently, and there is less hunting all of a sudden, and the game in the restaurant has begun to run out of stock, so the owner of the restaurant has given more than 20% of silver.

The little fat man counted the silver beautifully, it was a pity that they couldn't go to the restaurant to open meat, Xia Bilei was in the shape of a monk, if the little fat man and Qin Mao really ran to eat alone, Xia Bilei would definitely miss them to the point of going crazy.

Shrimp has a shrimp road, crab has a crab road, Xia Bilei did not waste this professional monk's clothes, there are beggars from all walks of life in modern society, and monks and nuns beggars are also a feature.

Her facial features are extremely delicate and delicate, and her skin is even more frosty than snow after being thundered and lightning, and although the black skin on her head and face is obvious, it makes people sigh and be flawed.

"The little master is so pitiful." A young lady from a large family threw a broken piece of silver with a sympathetic face.

Xia Bilei clasped her hands together and recited Amitabha Buddha again, "The female benefactor is kind, and the Buddha will make your wishes come true." ”

Looking at Xia Bilei's distant figure, the little lady shook her head and sighed, "How good-looking this little master is, but unfortunately the scar on that face, I don't know if it can be good." ”

When he arrived at the meeting place, the little fat man was about to proudly show off to Xia Bilei how much silver he had earned, when he saw Xia Bilei silently take out a pile of broken silver, more than ten times more than what he earned......

The little fat man was suddenly heartbroken, "This ...... How do you make it? ”

Xia Bilei said with a smile, "When I see a big family, I knock on the door, and the ladies and ladies are very good-hearted." They all sighed at the flaws on her head and face, and paid extremely generously, Xia Bilei suddenly realized why there were so many disabled beggars in her previous life, thinking that it was a professional need.

Qin Mao snorted coldly, if he wasn't afraid that someone would find him, any of his paintings would start with a thousand, and these two little fools would be happy for this bit of silver.

The three of them were about to go out of the city, but this time Xia Bilei was stopped by the fat and thin guards, saying that it was rare to see such a small monk Huayuan, so that she could memorize some scriptures and be immersed in Buddhism.

Inadvertently swept his gaze to a certain place, Qin Mao pressed the hat even lower, he didn't see this person when he entered the city, could it be that even a place as big as Guyun County knew the news of his disappearance.

The little fat man broke out in a cold sweat, Bilei's sister is so small, she knows how to fart scriptures, what should I do? What to do? He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot but did not act rashly, although he didn't know why the guard's attitude suddenly changed, but he had a hunch that if he took the silver to bribe now, he was afraid that the result would be worse.

Qin Mao also pondered what to do, he really couldn't do it but reveal his identity, but in this way, he would most likely "die" on the way back to the capital, he didn't look down on the people sent by his father, but he still cherished his own life, and he would rather believe in himself if he couldn't guarantee his safety 100% ...... When Xia Bilei's voice of reciting the scriptures sounded, Qin Mao's eyes widened.

The rain had stopped for several days, and the sun shone very rarely on the gray walls, and the yellow flowers with droplets of water in the corners shone like pearls.

The little monk with a snowy complexion closed his eyes, pinching the prayer beads, the Langlang scriptures were like heavenly Sanskrit singing, and the fine sunlight shone on the face that could not see a trace of pores, and there was a sense of solemnity that made people unable to look directly.

"The little master is really a true Buddha." In a gorgeous carriage next to her, an old woman sighed, "If you smell it, the Buddha is in the middle of the sex, don't ask for it outside the body...... The little master has understanding. ”

The guards were stunned and looked at a large group of people who had come out of nowhere to invite the little monk home to recite the scriptures, and looked at a corner for help. Seeing that the corner was ordinary, the man with a restrained look in his eyes nodded, and the guards breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly asked Xia Bilei to leave quickly, and if she didn't leave, the gate of the city would be filled with a steady stream of people who wanted to invite her home to recite the scriptures.

"Dear benefactors, the little monk's heart to learn the scriptures is very firm, this is going, he will meet again in the future!"

Xia Bilei put her hands together and left with a look of not being moved by gold and silver, resolutely overcoming the difficulties of ninety-nine eighty-one and obtaining the true scriptures, leaving the people of Guyun County with a tall and mysterious back.

Sitting in the empty carriage, the little fat man hugged Xia Bilei and cried, "Sister Bilei, don't think about becoming a monk, no, be a nun!" It's hard to be a nun, and you don't have any meat to eat...... My father and mother took me to the temple to endure hardships before, and the monks who swept the floor were so miserable, a temple is so big, sweeping from morning to night......"

"You don't understand that." Xia Bilei pushed away the little fat man with a look of disgust, and died of heat, "The legendary sweeping monks are the best. ”

The little fat man had two packets of tears in his eyes, and he cried again, "Woo, Sister Bilei, it's all my fault, I knew I wouldn't get you a monk's suit, what should I do if you become a monk......

Xia Bilei was out of breath, sticking out her tongue, just say it well, why should you be a roaring horse pulling her clothes and trembling.

Qin Mao sighed and shook off the little fat man with a skillful hand, "I just bought a roast chicken, do you want to eat chicken legs?" ”

Almost didn't get suffocated by the little fat man, Xia Bilei, who was dying, immediately came back to life on the spot, jumping up vigorously, "Yes!" Chicken wings too! ”

Qin Mao glared at her, "Chicken wings will be given to you at most!" You know my favorite chicken wings. Secretly relieved, he didn't understand the scriptures, and he was not interested in it, but he could see that Xia Bilei seemed to glow when she recited the scriptures, as if she was solemn......

The little fat man also reacted and happily came over, "Sister Bilei, I let you eat both chicken legs!" "Well, if you eat more meat, you don't want to be a nun.

Xia Bilei yawned and closed her eyes, ignoring Qin Mao's deep gaze, she unlocked the memory of her sister again, her sister was only ten years old when she first died, and her whole body was full of anger, Ming Chongzhen recited the Sutra in her ear for more than thirty years in order to eliminate the anger on her body, which was more than twice her age when she died, and the sister was almost driven crazy by the flies that buzzed around her every day.

Xia Bilei didn't think so kindly, the sister and her family are obviously in a sadomasochistic relationship, she deeply suspected that the sister couldn't stand Ming Chongzhen's broken thoughts, so she ruthlessly blocked Ming Chongzhen's mouth, as for what to block, it doesn't need to be said.