Chapter 112: Asking Where You Come From (2)

But after two days of getting along, the strings and autumn patterns have become very familiar.

Qiu Wen believes that the skewers are not like what the uncle said, and they must go to the market to buy cat food to feed. The uncle is the son of a rich and noble family, although his words and deeds are detached, but he is still contaminated with luxury habits in life. It's just that Qiu Wen didn't dare to say this, no one is perfect.

As far as she had heard, the uncle's behavior was better than those rich and noble brothers in Jiangcheng. Autumn pattern wants to feed in her own way. It's just that I'm in Panlong Temple, but I'm also bitter. This is Buddhism, don't kill, don't skewer and follow vegetarianism, can't eat meat and gnaw bones like other cats and dogs.

However, to Akiwen's surprise, the skewers seem to smell the incense of the temple, and it doesn't even catch mice, so it eats the vegetarian food prepared by Akimoru with peace of mind. Last night, it was a chubby layman who gave her a bowl of noodles. Qiuwen left a small half bowl, served in a white porcelain bowl, and the skewers were eaten fragrantly.

Qiu Wen asked the little nun's number.

"Sister, my name is Xiao Neng'er."

"Xiao Neng'er?"

"Yes. Master said that I swept the ground like a tornado, fast and fast, so he said that I should simply call Xiao Neng'er. Xiao Neng'er grinned, revealing a few shiny teeth.

Xiao Neng'er led the way, Qiu Wen followed her, passed through the door, and sure enough, she arrived at the kitchen behind. Looking at the smoke curling in the kitchen, Autumn Pattern is full of intimacy.

Leaving Shifu seems to have given her a different kind of world.

It's really amazing.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

It is also not appropriate to use this metaphor as a metaphor. But after two days, she has adapted to the life of Panlong Temple. Of course, what Qiu Wen didn't know was that she could enter the eyes of the abbot of the pure heart, naturally because of the entrustment of Mrs. Yu behind her back, and even more Ximo carefully advised her and gave out the money. Pure heart guarantee: Autumn Pattern girl lives here, can be very comfortable.

This is the brilliance of Ximo's arrangement. On the one hand, let her win the respect of everyone in the temple; On the other hand, let her take care of Miaoyuan, be with her, and have a serious thing to do, so as not to cause others to speculate.

That wonderful circle really came.

Last time, Qiu Wen was not in front of Ximo because he was in the small kitchen of Shifu Caolu, so he couldn't see Miaoyuan. Na Miaoyuan was wearing a shabby Haiqing, stepping on mango shoes, and a burden on his shoulders, like an ascetic. But when she took off the hat, she made Autumn Pattern secretly wonder. Master Miaoyuan looks no more than in his early forties, sleeping in the open all year round, but his face is still delicate and clean, and he has a faint and noble atmosphere. Qiu Wen thought: If Master Miaoyuan grows her hair, she is really a rare beauty.

The wonderful circle is brought by a pure heart.

Although the pure heart spoke kindly, his face showed a little impatience. I don't want to, the room that Jingxin arranged for Miaoyuan is next door to Qiuwen's room.

"This is the girl with autumn patterns, you can be a companion in the future."

Miaoyuan smiled tiredly at Akimo. This is a mysterious man. Autumn Moon didn't dare to ask where she came from. Miao Yuan folded his hands and thanked Jingxin: "Excuse me." ”

Autumn Moon helped Miaoyuan clean the room. In Miaoyuan's baggage, in addition to a change of monk's robe, there was only a strange black box. The box is of rosewood, the red paint has peeled off, and it is mottled and old. Autumn Pattern wipes the tabletop and accidentally touches this box. As if she had lost some treasure, Miao Yuan, who was silent, dropped her broom and hurriedly snatched it up.

"Don't touch it, don't break it, that's my baby!" She looked nervous.

Autumn lines are even more puzzled.

She is a delicate person.

This Master Miaoyuan seems to have suffered a lot, but when she picks up a broom, she clearly looks like she can't sweep the floor, and she doesn't know how to do laundry. Qiu Wen guessed: She should have been born into a rich family before, but her family was in the middle of the road, except for the accident, she had to cut out the family as a nun, right?

"No touch, no touch." Autumn Pattern is also busy comforting.

Miaoyuan held the box in her arms, as if coaxing a child to sleep, smiled embarrassedly at Qiu Wen, and said, "I should hide it, thank you girl for helping me clean up." ”

"I'm willing, I don't have anything to do anyway."

But that's true. If you don't work for a day, the autumn pattern will be uncomfortable. Combine work and rest. She also does not forget to read and write every day. Always sitting, which is not good for health, naturally has to find something to do, and the right to exercise.

This Master Miaoyuan, although she didn't know where she came from or what she was doing in the temple, Qiu Wen knew that she was a good person. For example, when she first came, Qiu Wen handed her tea, and she quickly bowed down and said thank you. For another example, Qiu Wen helped her wipe her room, and she said Amitabha Buddha more than twenty times.

Qiuwen hugged the cat and took the cat to drink water, but Miaoyuan also turned around and looked at Qiuwen carefully. At a glance, he muttered to himself: "Like, really like." ”

Miaoyuan, like Mrs. Yu, was surprised by the appearance of Autumn Pattern, like an old man they all knew.

Love the house and the black, although the wonderful circle is drifting, but the autumn pattern is excellent. Although she is not good at chores, she is extremely concerned about Autumn Pattern in her words and actions.

This day is the third day that Shi Ximo set out to go to Yanshan.

Miao Yuan and Autumn Pattern had breakfast, and went to play on the hillside behind the temple, and Miao Yuan gossiped with Autumn Pattern. Miao Yuan was also very emotional when she learned about Qiu Wen's life experience. Like Mrs. Yu, she was a little suspicious that Qiu Wen might be the child of the old man, but listening to what Qiu Wen said, she was not so similar. Perhaps, there are similarities among the people under this world. Or maybe the two of them miss their old friends, so they use the autumn pattern with a slight shadow of the old man as a stand-in.

After skewering the water, Autumn Moon carried her back to the room, and Miaoyuan regained her cold look.

The sky is unpredictable.

This prosperous and wealthy city of Jiangcheng is also frequently harassed by bandits.

There used to be thieves, but they weren't as rampant as they are now. Those thieves are not afraid of Xue Ren Village, but the chivalrous guests in the city. It seems that as soon as Ximo and the others left, these thieves didn't care. Indeed, they don't take Taishou Xue Rencun in their eyes. In just a few days, the big families in Jiangcheng were frequently invaded by thieves, and the two daughters of one of the families were also taken captive. Xue Rencun also knew about these in the Yamen, and he also sent people to look for them at the beginning. The messengers who could be sent came back to report that they could not find any trace of the thieves.

Neither can Rencun.

Every day, his biggest headache is the siege of the rich who have been stolen.

How?

As soon as the seven days passed, the big families became indignant. In the end, all of their relatives were officials in the capital. A few letters were sent, and the teacher from Rencun also wrote to ask, what the hell is going on? Dealing with a few bandits has always been a breeze, and it can be done quickly and without delay.

Rencun immediately replied to comfort him.

In the end, the residents of the city have to see the big living people who have been caught, and they also have to see the bandits being taken to the court to beheaded.

Rencun can't help but be frizzy.

These thieves were also tempting, and when they saw that Taishou Xue Rencun was a useless person, they were even more emboldened. On several occasions, they went into various temples in the city to steal, stealing wherever the incense was abundant. The temple has also been repeatedly stolen. The abbot of the pure heart found that the silver in the treasury was decreasing day by day, and when he saw the letter left by the thief, he was afraid, but he did not dare to make a noise.

Why don't you dare to speak up? First, it is useless to make a statement. There are many big families in the city who report the case, but they don't have a clue. Second, these silver taels that purify the heart, except for the gift given by Mrs. Yu, are not very clean. She is not dedicated to Buddhism, she also specializes in lending. If this matter is poked out, the loan will be known, and the reputation of Panlong Temple will be ruined.

In other words, heroes are born in troubled times, and heroes are also born in troubled times. Autumn pattern is not a heroine, this is not known. But what happened next made her famous in Jiangcheng.

What's the matter? These bandits are all under the jurisdiction of a man named Wang Hao. Last time, Ximo was injured, although he killed the most rampant, but the bandits in other places saw that Ximo and the others were gone, and they were also unscrupulous, and they were eager to try near Jiangcheng. One of the thieves, who had been walking on the tip of the sword for many years, unscathed, and became more and more bold, gathered his men together and simply chose a temple to live in, so that he could act and command. They chose to come and go, and they took a fancy to Panlong Temple.

That night, those thieves dressed in strong costumes lit torches, rode horses, and surrounded the Panlong Temple. Call the sleeping nuns who are reciting the scriptures to an open space and count the number of people.

The torch lit with cow dung burns brightly, and the Panlong Temple is as bright as day.

Autumn pattern and Miaoyuan have already laid down. But a fierce burst of breaking into the door still scared them from their dreams. Before they knew what was going on, they were dragged to the open space in front of the temple.

The Pure Heart was the first to be caught. Because she was the abbot, the thieves were the first to pay attention to her. The pure heart slumped into his mouth, and his mouth kept reciting "Amitabha". She thought that the thieves were going to rob the money, and then burn the temple to the ground.

Wang Hao ordered people to tie up these nuns and lay people with a rope and stand evenly on both sides to facilitate counting.

Wang Hao asked someone to bring a Buddha statue, stood on the Buddha statue himself, pretended to be a majestic general who had won the battle, crossed his waist with both hands, and said loudly: "You nuns listen to Lao Tzu." Lao Tzu doesn't want your lives. But if you are not obedient and have to send your life to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will accept it. ”

Wang Hao's meaning is very simple: these nuns have to be obedient and cook for the thieves every day. Perhaps more thieves will defect in the future. Whoever dares to report the case will be chopped with a knife.

Killing chickens and monkeys, Wang Hao still picked an elderly monk in the crowd, and with a steel knife in his hand, the old monk didn't have time to tremble and beg for mercy, and his head was cut off by Wang Hao and thrown under a nearby pine tree.

"Ah......h

Seeing the headless body of the old man fall down suddenly, and seeing the man's head rolling with a bang, he didn't have any intention of stopping, and his pure heart was like crazy, and he shouted in a lost voice. Wang Hao ordered someone to pour a full amount of horse manure into her mouth.

The night is quiet, Panlong Temple is in the remote suburbs, the mournful shouts of the people in the temple, no one in the city heard.

And so it was tormented until dawn.

Wang Hao killed a total of three people, and forced Jingxin to hand over the hidden silver taels. The pure heart was in a state of half-madness, and his eyes were as wide as brass bells, as if he still did not understand where the disaster came from.

When it was dawn, Wang Hao urged the three old nuns to cook. "Look for some meat, if there is no meat, you just have to raise your head and see it."