However, the goose had no one to pay attention to her.

Nan Baoyi wrinkled her little nose pitifully.

Nan Rou's hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists.

Nan Baoyi is too cheap, really too cheap!

How could she have such a cheap sister!

When he was angry, Nan Baoyi looked over.

She smiled apologetically towards Nan Yan, "I didn't get my sister's wish, and I was trampled and humiliated by thousands of people, and I really don't want to go." Or, you scolded me for two sentences to relieve hatred? ”

South Rouge fire.

She found that Nan Baoyi was not only cheap, but her face was unprecedentedly thick!

She sneered and sneered: "Nan Baoyi, your skin is really thicker than the soles of my shoes." ”

"My sister's skin is not as thick as the soles of her shoes...... Because you don't have any cheek at all, hahahahaha. ”

"You-"

Nan Yan was speechless with anger.

I understood why the old monk was so angry that he vomited blood.

She stabilized her mind and said in a deep voice: "Nan Baoyi, you can't be arrogant for a few days. At the foot of Zhennan Temple Mountain, the high platform that burned you is already being built. Forty-eight days later, we'll see. I hope you can smile so happily when you are burned to death by the fire! ”

After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left expressionlessly.

In the dungeon, only Nan Baoyi and the old host remained.

The old host clasped his palms together and recited the sentence Amitabha.

Nan Baoyi looked at him.

He was born old and cold, and he did not have the usual kind eyebrows and kind eyes of a monk between his eyebrows.

She hugged the iron fence, and on her white and delicate face, she deliberately revealed her weakness: "Old host, in fact, you know, I'm not an evil girl, right?" ”

The old host did not answer.

"You know I'm not a cult woman, but you're still going to burn me...... I was burned alive, but it hurt a lot. Old host, my Buddha is merciful! ”

"All living beings are suffering."

"I'm not bitter. Before the unwarranted infamy on my back, I was even having a good time. My suffering was caused by Nan Yan and Xia Minghui, and it was caused by Zhennan Temple. You are the ones who persuaded me to put down the butcher's knife, but you are also the one who holds the butcher's knife. ”

"One bitter donor, save the world, why bother? Cangsheng said that the donor is evil, then the donor is evil. Evil worship into hell is justified. ”

"What if I go to hell of my will?"

"That is the merit of Zhennan Temple to influence evil worship."

Nan Baoyi smiled, "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" If I voluntarily go to hell, then I am a Buddha. If you have become a Buddha, why go to hell again? ”

The old host was speechless.

He stared deeply at the girl.

I can't complain that the senior brother will be so panicked, this woman has a pure seven-trick exquisite heart, and I am afraid that she will be a person with great merit in the world.

Burn this kind of person......

He was guilty of great sins.

It's just that......

There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and he turned away in silence.

Nan Baoyi is alone in the dungeon.

She lay on the couch in big characters, "The monk in the Buddhist temple is really boring, it's not as fun as the old Taoist, he can tell jokes!" ”

When it was boring, the cellar door was reopened.

It turned out that the Nan family donated a large amount of incense money and came to visit.

"Jiaojiao!"

Nan Baozhu jumped up and down, urging the little monk to open the prison door, "There is such a big thing, but we are in a hurry!" Grandmother was furious, and was still lying on the couch. She insisted on coming to see you in person, despite her illness, so we didn't let her come. ”

She hugged Nan Baoyi in her arms, with tears in her apricot eyes: "Jiaojiao, you have lost weight again......"

Nan Baoyi hugged her back and said, "Zhuzhu, you are fat again......"

The two sisters spoke, the second aunt and Cheng Yerou, commanding the servants of the Nan family to carry all kinds of things into the cellar.

The cold walls were painted with fresh powder, the new and precious crystal bead curtains swayed slightly, and a heavy light gauze curtain separated the inner room, the outer room and the study.

The furniture such as the stepping bed, the makeup mirror table, the bookcase, the official hat chair, and the Bogu frame of the golden silk nanmu are placed in a proper place.

The futon embroidered with hibiscus flowers is delicate and soft, and all kinds of skirts and jewelry are carefully placed by the maids into the cupboard, treasure box, and even a furnace of incense.

Rare fruits and vegetables in summer are chilled in a crystal plate, and a large string of lychees is particularly eye-catching.

But two quarters of an hour's work, the dark and damp cellar turned into a bright boudoir.

"Although it is not as luxurious and comfortable as at home, it is much more pleasing to the eye than before." Jiang sat down on the embroidery pier, picked up the teacup casually, and behaved like a housewife, "Do you like Jiaojiao?" ”

Nan Baoyi "uh".

Anyway, she came to jail.

How do you make it look like a summer escape!

Cheng Yerou personally rolled up the bed tent with a golden hook and said with a smile: "What Jiaojiao wants to do, just let it go." The ancestor spoke, no matter what you want to do, the Nan family and the Song family will support it wholeheartedly. ”

Nan Baoyi whispered: "Is the business at home okay?" ”

"Shu Jin's piece has been affected a little, but fortunately, our family is an imperial businessman, so we don't have to worry about not receiving orders." Nan Baorong peeled a lychee and fed it to her gently, "The business of Qianzhuang is on the right track, the second uncle, the eldest brother, and the cooperation with Shining, before the end of the year, the Qianzhuang branch can be opened to Shengjing City." ”

Lychee is sweet.

Nan Baoyi couldn't help but bend her eyebrows.

When there was nothing at home, she was relieved.

The dungeon has been renovated and is very comfortable to live in.

And the 7749 days of preaching continued.

The old host probably felt that yesterday's discussion of the Tao had lost the face of Zhennan Temple, so today he specially invited the most sophisticated monk in the temple to appear.

There were only a lot of people who came to watch, and even attracted Gu Chongshan and a group of officials from Jinguancheng to watch.

Nan Baoyi talked eloquently, stunned and speechless, and finally even ignored the scriptures, almost crying and running out of the cellar!

The people completely forgot that Nan Baoyi was an evil woman, and when they heard the highlights, they couldn't wait to cheer loudly, as if they were extremely worshipful.

Nan Rouge mingled in the crowd, her pretty face pale and distorted.

She cooperated with Xia Minghui to get Nan Baoyi into Zhennan Temple, so that she could endure hardship!

But lo and behold, she slept on a high bed with soft pillows, wore brocade ayara, and even ate rare fruits such as lychees!

Is she here to suffer?!

She's obviously here to enjoy the blessings!

The old host couldn't hold his face even more.

He arranged for the monks of Zhennan Temple to argue one by one, which is not a famous monk, but no one has ever talked about Nanbaoyi!

The monks even sat in a row outside the iron fence, each with a small notebook, and when Nan Baoyi sat and discussed, the pen recorded her golden words like a fly.

That posture, I just had to ask her, an evil girl, to teach the Dharma!

The number of people watching the sermon is increasing day by day.

Nan Baoyi's reputation is like an arrow off the string, swishing straight to the sky!

Some people scolded her for being an evil girl, and some people said that she was wronged, and in the past month, she has almost occupied all the talking points after tea and dinner in Jinguancheng.

The girl in the middle of the whirlpool, but all day long in the dungeon, eat fruits, and read the scriptures.

After eating dinner every day, he leaned against the cell door, secretly rubbing his hopes that Lord Quanchen would come early tonight.

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The argument was too difficult to write, and Jiaojiao argued with the old monk for three hours