Seeing that Mo Xue's eyes were still red, Du Jia deliberately amused: "You're welcome!" Who made you a beauty! Taking care of beautiful women is everyone's responsibility! If the people of the Shadow Mansion knew that Dao Ye would take a fairy-like pregnant woman back, they would be very happy! ”

"Du Jia, your mouth is the poorest! How can I be so beautiful? Mo Xue smiled shyly, and her beauty dazzled Du Jia's eyes, "But I can't go, I want to guard my brother here!" ”

"Junda? What happened to him? After such a reminder, Du Jia found that there was no man's breath in the room at all, it couldn't be a real accident, right? Du Jia's heart shrank suddenly.

Mo Xue was a little strange when she saw Du Jia so nervous, could it be that her brother's abnormal behavior was related to Du Jia? My brother and Du Jia were locked up in a cell overnight, did something happen during that time?

Mo Xue carefully observed Du Jia's reaction and said, "After we were rescued, my brother didn't speak, and sometimes I saw him sitting in a daze for a day.

When my injuries were almost healed, he suddenly said that he was tired and wanted to go to the Mud Monastery here to become a monk, but no matter how much I tried to persuade him, he ignored him and refused to tell the reason. ”

"What? He...... He ran away to become a monk?! Du Jia looked at Mo Xue incredulously, was this man hurt by her and saw through the red dust?

Mo Xue nodded: "Although my brother insists on becoming a monk, I know that he actually has something in his heart, these days, seeing him in such a trance, I feel very sad, but I don't know how to comfort him!" Miss Du Jia, do you know what happened to Brother Lu Dao? ”

"Uh......" Du Jia knows what's wrong with Junda, but if you tell the truth, it's really hard to speak, "Go see him!" Don't worry, you will be able to bring him back! ”

Du Jia's weakness of heart made Mo Xue more sure that there was an ambiguity between her and her brother, so she said with a smile: "Then trouble Du Jia, my brother has always been a knife mouth and tofu heart, Du Jia has to persuade patiently!" ”

Seeing Mo Xue blinking with a pair of big eyes and unspeakable banter, Du Jia couldn't stand the old blush, and ran out of the small courtyard as if she had escaped.

Mo Xue stared at Du Jia's embarrassed back, stroked her stomach, and couldn't help murmuring: "Brother, Du Jia is surrounded by so many handsome men, and you provoke her, can you really be happy?" Hope it's not as bleak as I am! ”

It is said that Du Jia escaped from Moxue's small courtyard, wandered on the street alone for a while, and then went to the restaurant to fill his stomach, and then asked on the way to the Nixiu Temple.

Standing in the ancient temple of Xiao Kill, Du Jia hesitated for a while, and finally knocked on the closed temple door.

A little monk opened the door, clasped his hands together, and asked respectfully, "Amitabha, the female benefactor is visiting, I don't know what is going on?" ”

Du Jia learned from the little monk to salute: "Hello! I'm here to find Junda, please ask him to come out and meet me!" ”

"Female donor, there is no such person in the temple, please go back!" The little monk said that he was about to close the door.

Du Jia dodged in, pulled his legs and ran in, shouting as he ran: "Junda, the master is here, come out for the master......"

"Female donor, no trespassing in the backyard...... The female benefactor ......, "The little monk didn't expect this soft-looking woman to play cards so unreasonably, and she also kicked Cheng Qijia, which made him panting."

"Amitabha, the female benefactor is so noisy in the temple, I don't know what I want?" An old monk with a white beard blocked Du Jia's way.

The old monk was kind and kind-eyed, dressed as a monk, Du Jia stopped, and didn't dare to make a mistake: "Master, I'm here to find Junda, please let me see him!" ”

The little monk chased after him and pointed at Du Jia to complain: "Abbot, this female benefactor ......"

"Idiot, step aside!" The old monk waved his hand to send the little monk away, and saluted Du Jia, "When you enter this temple, you have been out of the red dust, and the common name and mundane things have been put down, so please go back to the female benefactor!" ”

How could Du Jia give up so easily, his eyes rolled, he thought about it, and said: "Master, not everyone can 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot'.

Junda was a former traitor. Killing and plundering, heinous, Ben Hunt quickly got the exact news, in order to get rid of the pursuit, in the name of monkhood, hiding here.

The master didn't let this arrest search quickly, did he want to harbor important criminals in the imperial court? Since the master insisted on this, the catch had to be reported truthfully! ”

"Female donor, slow down!" The old monk saw that Du Jia said it clearly, and he was a little worried, he didn't want to cause trouble for one person and ruin everyone's Qing Xiu, "The female donor claims to be a fast catcher, but what evidence does she have?" ”

Du Jia shrugged, without a hint of hypocrisy, took out the token given by Uncle Wing, and said: "This time I was ordered by the national teacher, this is his Wing family token, the master won't not know him, right?" ”

The old monk wanted to say that Lao Qu really didn't know him, but he felt that it would damage the image of a generation of holy monks, so he pretended to be very knowledgeable and looked at it, and he did have the word 'wing' of the national teacher, and he forgave Du Jia for not being able to translate Da Lang, so he believed her.

"Since the female donor said that she was going to commit a crime in this temple, then Rong Lao Gu will bring all the monks to facilitate the female donor to check them one by one!" The old monk sent someone to ring the bell of the Buddha, and within a few minutes, all the monks gathered in the main hall.

As the old monk entered the hall, Du Jia was almost dazzled by the bald head inside. Fortunately, there are few monks in the temple, and Du Jia soon found Junda among a group of bald heads.

Looking at his appearance at this time, Du Jia was very unconvinced: This person is good-looking, why has he fallen to the bald scoop, and he can still give people the feeling of standing out from the crowd?

Du Jia walked up to Junda and whispered, "Junda, the master is here to find you, come with the master!" ”

"Female donor, the little monk's Dharma name is gone, it's not Junda! The female benefactor recognized the wrong person! Junda saluted with one hand expressionlessly, and didn't even look at Du Jia with a straight eye.

"Still missing? I think you're! Ha...... Ha ......" Seeing that his joke attracted a slap from Junda, Du Jia laughed dryly twice and said, "Don't make trouble, go back with your master!" Mo Xue is about to give birth and needs you to take care of her! ”

Junda saluted Du Jia again: "Amitabha, the little monk believes that Ji people have their own heavenly appearance!" Female donor, please come back! ”

"Junda, I know that you are blaming me, but if I don't say so at that time, the old monster will definitely kill you and Mo Xue, I just want to delay time and protect you!" Du Jia reached out and grabbed Junda's arm and looked at him honestly.

"Really? What you said was just to protect me and Moxue? Junda stared at the person who was thinking about him, and his battered heart began to slowly recover, "You're not for your sweetheart?" ”

"Ye didn't ...... at all" Seeing that victory was in sight, Du Jia raised his eyebrows, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"Amitabha! Female donor, the legacy is what you call adultery. Kill the prisoners of plunder? The old monk's intervention at the right point made Du Jia's efforts go to waste.

Seeing that Junda's emotionally charged gaze returned to the original dead silence, and shook off Du Jia's hand, Du Jia felt a bitter throat: "No...... Not him! ”

"Amitabha! Since the little monk is not the main criminal that the female donor is looking for, the little monk has retired! After Junda saluted the old monk, he left Du Jia, who was so angry that he grinded his teeth, and left without looking back.