The woman in the pool seemed to suddenly emerge from the pool, and there was no sound at all before.

The man wore an indigo cotton shirt, and his back was straight as a thread, and there was no obscenity.

Shu Ange breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and lifted the back basket, deliberately lowered his voice, and pretended to be a village girl.

"Little girl, girl, let's go."

She deliberately pretended to have a trembling voice, lowered her head and carried the bamboo basket on her back, and hurriedly ran past Chen Guangzhao's side.

The moment he passed by, the system prompt suddenly sounded.

"The strategy target of this mission has appeared, and the current opinion is 20."

Very basic favorability, Shu Ange paused, looked back by adjusting the bamboo basket, and found that the man in blue had turned around to face the direction of the waterhole.

He knew how to avoid suspicion, Shu Ange thought so, and finally decided to speed up his pace and leave.

She is now facing Liu Yun's face, and she doesn't want to contact Dihua's clone at all.

Even if the other party's favorability is for her soul, not Liu Yun's appearance, she is unwilling to deliberately approach him at this time.

After the panicked footsteps completely disappeared, Chen Guangzhao turned around and glanced at the path where the village girl disappeared.

He had wanted to take a bath in the pool, but now it seemed a little out of place.

It doesn't hurt to take a bath in another place, but when he thinks of the talented woman, Chen Guangzhao always feels a little strange in his heart.

He recalled, the voice was unfamiliar.

When the other party passed by him, the fabric of his skirt was unevenly dyed, and it was supposed to be a girl from a nearby village.

Chen Guangzhao didn't think about it anymore, he had recently practiced to a critical moment, and Shizun repeatedly reminded her not to be distracted.

Encountering Dihua's clone on the mountain, Shu Ange felt a little uneasy in his heart.

She was curious about his identity in this plane, a martial arts person? Or a village mountain folk who have learned a little martial arts.

No matter what his identity is, it doesn't prevent her from recovering her identity and associating with him.

Shu Ange stepped back to Zhuangzi a little, she was carrying a basket full of firewood, fine beads of sweat appeared on her sideburns, and her cheeks were red.

"Yun Niang, give the firewood to the mother, you can drink some porridge first."

"Dead girl, you came back so late, and where did you go crazy again?"

Grandma Liu sat on the big rock, picking her teeth and scolding Shu Ange with her triangular eyes.

"I have collected more firewood today than before."

"Bah, you dare to talk back."

Grandma Liu took off her stinky shoes, raised her hand and threw them at Shu Ange. She dodged over, and her shoes were smashing on Wang Sanniang.

Wang Sanniang bent over, put the back basket away, looked back at her mother-in-law's shoes, and felt a little more sad in her sick face.

"The lazy woman who can't lay eggs, why don't you send the old lady's shoes over quickly."

Grandma Liu crossed her feet and shouted at Wang Sanniang, she swallowed her anger and picked up her shoes and put them on Wang Sanniang respectfully.

As soon as the shoes were put on, Grandma Liu kicked Wang Sanniang's waist: "If you are a fool, you will lose money, what is the use of you." Tomorrow is sixteen, remember to go to Yunshan Temple to incense, and take Yun Niang to send the newly made monk's robe and mille-feuille cloth shoes. ”

"My daughter-in-law wrote it down."

The Great Zhou Yanguo advocated Buddhism and Taoism, and there were many believers in Buddhism and Taoism.

Zhou Lingyi's stepmother is a devout Buddhist, and she always goes to the temple several times a year to offer incense and offer a large amount of incense oil.

The Liu family is poor, and Grandma Liu is looking forward to her daughter-in-law adding a boy to inherit the Liu family. Therefore, every month, they are allowed to go to the temple to offer incense and do miscellaneous work for the monks to accumulate merit.

Knowing that he was going to Yunshan Temple tomorrow, Shu Ange's heart suddenly sudden.

She had just entered the mission world, and she didn't have the power to protect herself, so she didn't want to meet Master Huikong.

But if you think about it carefully, the benefits of her trip tomorrow outweigh the disadvantages.

Why is Master Huikong willing to help Zhou Lingyi and Liu Yun change their identities, there will always be love and hate for no reason in the world.

Before dawn on the second day, Wang Sanniang called Shu Ange up.

She packed up the monk's robe and mille-feuille shoes she had made this month, gave Shu Ange a small burden, and took the heavier one herself.

Although Wang Sanniang has a cowardly temperament, she still has a little love and compassion for her daughter.

However, her love and pity made Zhou Lingyi fall into boundless hell.

Shu Ange didn't take the initiative to carry heavy things, nor did he say anything.

Zhou Lingyi was born with a strong personality, and after losing her memory, she had a few big fights because of Grandma Liu's humiliation, and she was also angry with Wang Sanniang.

So for more than two months, the two have not had any mother-daughter relationship.

Wang Sanniang only thought that her daughter's temperament changed greatly after she was injured, and she felt that she was indeed weak and incompetent and affected her daughter, so she didn't take these things to heart.

When the two arrived at Yunshan Temple, the sky was just dawning.

After seeing Wang Sanniang, the little novice who was sweeping the floor smiled and folded his hands and said, "There is a hard work of the king of Lao, you can hand over the monk's clothes and shoes and socks to the temple steward." ”

"Thank you, little master."

After arriving at Yunshan Temple, Wang Sanniang was a little more energetic, with a shallow smile on her face.

Shu Ange carried the things, followed behind her, and handed them over to the steward of the hospital.

After handing over the monk's clothes and shoes and socks, Wang Sanniang did not rush to leave, she carried a bucket and a rag, and silently cleaned the temple.

The monks in the courtyard were very familiar with the mother and daughter, and when they saw her, they smiled slightly, asked the donor, and didn't say much.

Zhou Lingyi has a great enmity with Master Huikong, so he naturally does not want to work for the temple.

Therefore, she followed behind Wang Sanniang, throwing up her sleeves and leisurely enjoying the scenery in the temple.

In the middle of the morning, Wang Sanniang was tired and had a sore back, so she rested on the white jade railing with her broom handle. Shu Ange knocked on the melon seeds and leaned on the pillar leisurely.

A group of pilgrims suddenly walked outside the hall, in the middle was a graceful and wealthy lady surrounded by green beads, and on the side were two cardamom young girls.

The girl was wearing a purple silk robe, a white jade lotus hairpin, a round face, and a smaller figure.

The other was wearing a light pink Luo skirt, a silver hairpin and silver earrings on his head, and his expression was cramped with a little panic.

The rest are all maids, with different appearances, fat and thin, and they look quite good from a distance.

Shu Ange leaned against the pillar, sipping melon seeds while looking at the visitors.

She is now playing the bold and ignorant village girl, and naturally she doesn't mind what others think.

When Zhou Lingyi saw her mother working hard to clean the temple and was so tired that she was resting on the broom, her heart picked up and she unconsciously bit her lips.

"Sister Yi, do you want to draw lots today?"

The purple-clothed girl with a bright face turned her head and asked Zhou Lingyi innocently and romantically.

She hurriedly retracted her gaze and showed an uncomfortable smile: "If Sister Rong'er wants to draw lots, Sister Rong'er will accompany you." ”

"That's great!" , Zhou Lingrong clapped her hands, held Mrs. Tang's arm and said, "Mother, my sister finally believes in Buddhism." ”

She has always believed in Buddhism, Liu Yun thought so, and her eyes involuntarily fell on her own face.

[Meow, I hate Liu Yun's raised hand~~]