"Then the master said, how can we show our family the way?" Xiang Zhuniang's heart is like a small leaf in the Jade Belt River, high and low, flustered.

The corners of the monk's mouth twitched, and he wanted to speak and stopped, and a thousand words turned into a "Amitabha".

Xiang Zhuniang stared at the monk's mouth, her eyes turned cross-eyed, and she didn't wait for the monk to show her the way, she looked around, gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and grabbed the monk's hand.

"If the master doesn't show me the way, I'll shout that you're rude!"

She is now a widow, and the monk is a widow, which is enough to shake the capital.

The monk was really scared, he stared in horror at the hand that Xiang Zhuniang grabbed him, that hand was wearing four silver rings and a gold ring, which was darker and rougher, and rubbed the back of the hand with his foot, which would definitely rub a pile of old skin.

The monk wanted to vomit just thinking about it, he was not the third master of Hua San who attracted bees and butterflies, he still cherished feathers very much.

If he is seen by his daughter, he doesn't want to have a good life.

"Don't be like this, poor monk, poor monk is the guide." The monk's voice trembled like a dogtail in the autumn wind, since the death of his wife, he has been like a jade, if his chastity is ruined by such a vulgar woman, he is even more wronged than Dou E in the play.

The corners of Xiang Zhuniang's mouth were raised, and she smiled proudly, but she refused to let go of that hand.

The monk was helpless, and his face was pitiful.

What can he do, what else can he do, this is what a man like him is most afraid of.

Xiang Zhuniang smiled even more proudly, what about the monk, do you dare not say it, the old lady will lie on the ground and roll now.

"Don't hide it from the female benefactor, this method is not difficult, alas, it's just that the poor monk said it, it will consume the merit that the poor monk has worked hard to accumulate......" Before the monk finished speaking, he felt that the female benefactor's hand had a little more strength, so he had to say it hard.

Xiang Zhuniang had a little more scheming in her heart, the reason why this monk refused to say anything was because it would damage his merits.

Dreaming, since you let the old lady know, don't think about it, if you don't tell it honestly, the old lady will go to the Shuntian Mansion to sue you for being a widow.

The monk continued: "If the female benefactor knows who is the best person with the surname of the unjust creditor, she only needs to go all the way to the northeast, meet the temple to go to nine incense sticks, meet the temple to donate nine money, and then find an old locust tree, stay until the second watch, walk around the locust tree nine times, and then burn nine knives of paper money, shouting while walking, shouting the name of the unjust creditor, please let him let you go and reincarnate quickly, shout loudly when shouting, to ensure that the unjust creditor can hear. After nine turns, cut a thick branch from the old locust tree and make a tablet to be enshrined in front of the grave of your man and your son, and if there is no funeral, it is best to offer it in front of the spirit. After nine days, after nine days, the creditor will be reincarnated, and you will burn the tablet, and the ashes of the tablet will be sprinkled in the four directions of east, west, south, and north, and all this will be done, and your daughter's wish will be fulfilled. Besides, this is a heavenly opportunity, and you can't talk to anyone, not even your daughter. ”

After the monk said this, his face suddenly changed greatly, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, he broke free of Xiang Zhuniang's hand, knelt on the ground with a puff, and put his hands together: "The Buddha forgives the sin, the Buddha forgives the sin, the poor monk will go to the deep mountain to face the wall, Amitabha." ”

Xiang Zhuniang suddenly understood, it turned out that this monk was condemned by the Buddha.

She looked around, and the old locust tree was thick and strong, and it was good to cover them tightly, and it was good to use them as tablets.

It's a pity that the orientation is wrong.

Xiang Zhuniang secretly made up her mind, look at the sky, it is too late to find the temple and the temple to find the locust tree, so she can only wait until tomorrow, but you can go to buy yellow paper and go home to smash paper money.

She didn't care about the monk kneeling on the ground anymore, so she pulled out her legs and ran home.

It wasn't until Xiang Zhuniang ran out of sight that the monk got up from the ground, patted the soil on the monk's robe, picked up the bowl that had been broken in half, and walked away.

Behind the Yamen of Shuntianfu is an alley, out of this alley, not far away is the miscellaneous courtyard where the officials and slaves who sweep the streets, and then go forward, there is a small shop, selling fried dough cakes and tofu brains in the morning, selling steamed buns and flatbread and egg soup at noon, selling wonton dumplings and millet porridge at night, those who come here to eat are either the trappers in the yamen, or they are the ones who come to visit the prison in the yamen, the business of the small shop is not good or bad, at least there is no local snake to collect protection money, so it has been open for many years.

At this time of day, there are no customers in the small shop, but today it is full of two tables.

Moreover, these people were neither officials in the yamen, nor had they come to visit the prisoners.

On a table sat a handsome young man, and behind the young man stood a pretty maid.

On the other table sat two little girls, the older one, who plucked a beaded flower from her head, put it in front of the other little girl, and said, "Give it back to you." ”

The other little girl smiled slightly and said, "I've sent you." ”

"I don't want it, just now the woman stared at this pearl flower, and she couldn't pull out her eyes, don't think I don't know the goods, the core of this pearl flower is the East Pearl, and the surrounding is the South Pearl, I don't dare to wear this thing, I don't let the thieves target it, my life will be gone."

The little girl said, reaching out and brushing her hair, the bell on her wrist jingling.

This is Li Bu'er, who has thousands of people and thousands of bells.

"Okay, then I'll give you a separate one when I go back." Miss Huada, who was sitting opposite, said with a smile, she looked at Li Bu'er's face, but she was muttering in her heart, and she didn't know if this face was real or fake.

"I don't want anything else, you might as well exchange it for silver." Li Buer said.

"It's fine." Miss Hua said, and said to the door, "Shi Bing, take the money." ”

Shi Bing came in in response and took out a silver ticket of ten taels of silver, Li Bu'er took the silver ticket, rolled it, stuffed it into the purse around his waist, stood up, and said to Miss Hua: "This place is not good, let's change places next time, if it's still here, I won't come." ”

"Why?" Hua Jingyao was puzzled, this place was found temporarily, and she didn't think it was good or bad.

Li Bu'er pointed at Hua Jingyao, and then pointed to the black charcoal next door, and said, "Just the two of you, do you seem to be someone who will come here?" You're afraid that people won't know what you're doing here. ”

Hua Jingyao raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm asking people to find a place, and I'll notify you when there is a new place." ”

Li Bu'er snorted and stood up, but she didn't leave in a hurry, but said to Miss Hua: "Since there is money to be made, our father and daughter will not leave for the time being, so you can withdraw the people." ”

Miss Hua laughed: "You found out?" ”