"Huh?"

"Ahem, fugit, I'm really sorry to let you risk it." The Buddha said embarrassedly.

"Hmm."

At this time, she didn't dare to look up even more. She didn't pick the cinnabar root at all, but she wouldn't tell the master about it, otherwise she would be scolded.

Others don't know about the Buddha, isn't she still clear?

In the final analysis, it's hypocritical!

This kind of bad word, she didn't dare to say it in the bottom of her heart. Otherwise, she could have foreseen that her body was hanging high above the city gate, which was so cruel! Woo woo woo .......

Leng Aohan looked at this little wild cat who was secretly laughing, and he also thought it was funny.

Now, only the Buddha is in the dark.

"Where are you going? It's okay to be a teacher, and it's not bad to go with you to Pudu sentient beings. The Buddha said again.

"Yunshang Pavilion."

"Oh? What is that place? ”

"Clothes sellers."

The Buddha was so angry that his face turned blue, but after thinking about it, this apprentice is his daughter's family again, in the final analysis, it is understandable that a woman is a person who pleases herself.

"Then let's go for the teacher. Otherwise, you two are so lonely, how can you bear it as a teacher? ”

Actually, she wanted to say, Master, we are not alone at all, but you feel lonely as an old man, right?

But since it was the master who spoke, Li Xiaoyu naturally had no reason to excuse herself.

"Okay, then the master will come with us."

"Hey, hey, what a good boy!"

"That's nature, and it's good for Master." Li Xiaoyu said with a smile.

As the Buddha walked, he walked between Li Xiaoyu and Leng Aohan, which made the two of them a little helpless, this light bulb is really bright, comparable to the blue sky and white sun.

The Buddha didn't walk fast, and Li Xiaoyu and they also had to follow his pace.

In this way, there was such a scene on the crowded Chang'an Street: a monk holding a nine-tin scepter and wearing a purple robe walked among a pair of handsome men and women, because the three of them were too serious, and the people on the side also gave way to them.

The world is declining, and there are even monks who come to be matchmakers, which seems to be hopeful. Moreover, if the monks don't speak, if the other party is good, it is naturally good.

What they didn't know was that since then, Chang'an Avenue has set off a wave of hiring monks as matchmakers. This can be said to be eight out of ten marriages, so you can imagine how high the happiness index of Chang'an Street is.

As soon as the monks are free, they don't turn into fate, and they go to be matchmakers for others. Naturally, the money was used to repair the temple, and when you look at Kyoto a few years later, it is already a sacred place that respects the Buddha. Tall and holy temples can be found everywhere, and pilgrims are constantly coming, and for a time, Kyoto has become the most prestigious Buddhist center on the continent.

The three of them talked as they walked, which was not too embarrassing.

This Yunshang Pavilion is not a lot of people at this time, as the only one on Chang'an Street that has a connection with the palace, its clothes here are highly sought after by the ladies of the family.

Whenever there is a new product, these ladies have to compete to buy it first.

Li Xiaoyu thinks it's okay, anyway, she'll just take a look.

Leng Aohan accompanied her behind her, and as soon as the Buddha saw that he was selling women's clothes, he stopped.

"Master? What's wrong? She asked.

"Come in, just take a look at the scenery here for the teacher."

"Then I won't go either, you can go by yourself." She said to Leng Aohan.

"Do you think I'll come with a woman's clothes?"

"Then let's go somewhere else, it's not suitable here." She said again.

Several people agreed, as if this Yunshang Pavilion was just an excuse for them to come out.

On Chang'an Street, the Buddha walked all the way to the steamed bun shop.

"How many people, do you want buns? Holy monk, do you want this vegetarian bun? The peddler laughed.

"Yes, but let me give the money in vain?"

"I don't have any money."

"Master, I'll come."

Well, one pushes the other, or Leng Aohan is rich. The Buddha nodded with satisfaction, his big apprentice is good everywhere, but he is a little poor, it seems that it is good for her to find a rich husband.

In the future, there is no need to ask the apprentice, just ask her husband directly, just think about it!

"How much?"

"Four is enough."

"Ahem." Li Xiaoyu coughed a little embarrassed, and felt a little helpless.

"Okay!"

The peddler was very enthusiastic to pack the bag and then handed it to them.

The Buddha directly brought it to Li Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu, keep it for the teacher, don't lose it." ”

Li Xiaoyu: "Oh! ”

Buddha: "By the way, what kind of medicine should this person use if he is bruised?" ”

Li Xiaoyu: "Of course it's a sticky muscle, Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Buddha: "It's okay, it's very good to be a teacher!" ”

Li Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, scared her to death, okay, her little heart can't stand the toss.

"You say, grab some medicine for the teacher, it's useful."

"Okay then."

Several people entered the herb shop together, she casually said a few flavors of Chinese medicine, and then a few people packed away.

The Buddha wanted to go to a remote place intentionally or unintentionally, but Li Xiaoyu only felt that the place in front of her was a little familiar, and it seemed to be the place where the master took her last time.

When I got closer, I saw a lot of homeless people. The words "the people are not living" came to her mind, and it turned out that the prosperity of Kyoto was just the most prosperous on Chang'an Street.

In the surrounding places, there are still homeless people living a sad life. Here to survive and cling to that prosperous world.

It was still the low dilapidated house where Li Xiaoyu came last time, and I saw that there was no one inside, only the faint smell of tobacco wafted out of the broken house. She was amazed, what about people?

The Buddha pushed open the hidden wooden door with his hand, and saw a skinny old uncle lying inside, Li Xiaoyu recognized him, and he was the one who warmly entertained her last time.

Hearing the sound, the old man turned around, and then opened his eyes leisurely, and after seeing the person clearly, he smiled slightly, and the sallow skin seemed to be about to break away from the bones.

"Monk, why are you here? I just dreamed that I was dead, but I didn't expect you to come. The old uncle said helplessly.

"I've brought you something good, hurry up." Buddha said.

"The girl is also here, the place is broken, you two are at your own convenience."

The old man struggled to turn over to sit up, and the shabby futon could still be seen falling on the bed board.

When Li Xiaoyu saw this situation, she couldn't bear it, and when she saw the old uncle's red and swollen legs, she was even more distressed.

"What's going on?" Li Xiaoyu asked.

"It's okay, there's still half a life!" The old uncle said.

"I heard about it yesterday, and I arrived today, but I didn't expect it to be more serious than I thought." The Buddha said again.

The old uncle patted the leg, looking depressed. His eyes seemed to be full of resentment.

"Those dog officers! It's really not a thing, isn't it just bullying us homeless people? I just walked to Chang'an Avenue and wanted to ask for something to eat, and they beat me until my leg was broken. It's okay, God won't kill me, I still have the hand to climb back. ”

The old uncle exhaled deeply, and the two lines of tears were about to slide down.

The Buddha hurriedly stuffed the bun to him, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't you have to eat it now." I'll help you heal, you just need to recuperate. ”

Uncle: "Girl, are you a doctor?" ”

Li Xiaoyu: "I know a little bit about it." ”

The old uncle glanced at her with relief, as if he had the dawn of hope in front of him. He picked up the bun and ate it, although his hands were still trembling slightly, but he still had something to eat.

Leng Aohan turned around, and the man's unique silence made Li Xiaoyu feel curious. Why, is he not good at caring for others?

Perhaps, it's his lofty status.

This is also understandable, perhaps, he can give himself more opportunities, two people together, not to compete with each other, but to make up for each other and grow each other. It's fun to be together like this.

The old uncle ate a little embarrassed, but he still swallowed it, in order to live, he hadn't seen the Chang'an Street homeless people being resettled, how could he be willing to die like this? It's so unwilling!

Li Xiaoyu took out a handkerchief and handed it to him again.

"No need girl, I'm a rough person, don't stain the girl's handkerchief."

"It's okay."

"It's really not necessary, you can just keep it, I'm not bad like this."

"It's ......."

She glanced at the Buddha in embarrassment, and the Buddha said, "You two go out and boil some water, and you can bring it in later." ”

Li Xiaoyu: "Okay! ”

Outside this dilapidated house, there are many other dilapidated houses, and I saw that there was some black and dirty water outside those low houses, and it smelled foul, and now it became even more muddy because of the rain last night.

Li Xiaoyu instinctively ignored these, but no matter how she was, she felt a little sick to her stomach.

Leng Aohan pulled out some firewood from the messy firewood pile on the side, only to see that the firewood was full of some spider silk, and at this time, there was a heavy smell of mud.

Li Xiaoyu made way for him, and he walked sideways. This low stove is made of a few green bricks, and the pot on the stove is full of rainwater and some grains of sand, which is particularly difficult to look at.

"Big brother, are we going to pour out this water and then pour new water into it?" She asked.

"Hmm."

"Then I'll go find water, and you can make a fire."

"What did you just call me?"

"Huh?"

Both of them fell silent, she just said it casually, but she didn't expect him to remember it too. Seems a little embarrassing?

Leng Aohan got up and took a wooden bucket next to him, only to see that there was still a little water in it, and he said again: "Use this." ”

Li Xiaoyu looked at his white hands, she really couldn't bear to let him do this kind of work.