Chapter 115: Little Daoist

Pan An's face turned red, and he looked at the black girl a little helpless.

Mu Pozi glared at the black girl fiercely, breaking the embarrassment.

"Wash your hands and eat quickly! After breakfast, it's not too late for Pan Zhutou to go to the yamen again. ”

The black girl washed her face and remembered that Pan An should have been on patrol all night last night. Looking at his pale face, although he has always been a little white, he looks a little haggard today than yesterday.

"After breakfast, you hurry back to sleep!"

Pan An, who was originally in a very low mood, heard this sentence and nodded immediately.

After breakfast, Pan Zhutou was sent away, and the black girl was taught a lesson by her mother.

"Pan Zhutou is an adult in the government, you have to be polite when you talk to people in the future, we can't afford to offend the people in the government. ”

"Mother, I know. ”

The black girl was muttering in her heart, it's better to offend people, and don't come in the future.

On the same day, before the black girl went out, it rained lightly. The rain had been falling intermittently for several days, and the sky had never been clear, and the black girl couldn't remember how many days she hadn't seen the sun.

But Pan An seemed to have made up his mind, rain or shine, every morning or night, as long as there was no rain, he would come to the black girl's house to report.

Within a few days, the people in the entire Zhangcao Hutong knew that the newly moved neighbor had someone in the yamen, and then Mu Pozi was not allowed to be leisurely.

From time to time, either the Zhang family braved the light rain to send two cabbages, or the Li family sent a basket of radishes after the rain.

After an autumn rain, the sky immediately turned cold, and when everyone was not paying attention, the earth was already full of autumn colors.

On this day, the sun finally showed its face, but it seemed to be much farther away from people, and the warm light shone on people, and it was no longer scorching before.

Mu Pozi is sitting in the yard picking beans, the yellow ones can go to the tofu shop on the corner to exchange for tofu, and the red ones can be made into red bean cakes, which can be given to the neighbors to try and can also be used as a return gift.

The black girl is still planning to travel, because of this continuous autumn rain, her plans have been disrupted, and the weather is good today, it's time to go out.

The black girl put a single coat on the steamed bun, put it in the bamboo back basket specially prepared for him, said hello to Mu Pozi, and went out.

Walking to a place where no one is around, the steamed buns trapped in the bamboo back basket can finally speak.

"I sensed the rat in the north of the city. ”

The black girl nodded, walked quickly to the north of Xiangcheng, and following the instructions of the steamed bun, the black girl finally found the door of an old God of Wealth Temple.

Two or three years ago, this old temple was still a place where incense was flourishing, but due to the war, no one came to worship anymore, and gradually it fell into the cold.

The black girl looked at the temple of the God of Wealth in front of her, the roof ridge on the beam was full of layers of broken spider webs, everywhere was dust, and the half of the fan on the left side of the dilapidated gate no longer knew where to go, only the half of the right fan was left alone and swayed by the wind.

"Are you sure the rat is here?"

The brunette covered her mouth and asked softly.

"It's inside. ”

The black girl looked at the dusty steps, pinched her nose and was about to go inside, but was stopped by someone who suddenly appeared behind her.

"Wait. ”

When the black girl looked back, it was a little Taoist priest with a fat and fat white cat in her arms.

As soon as she saw the white cat in the arms of the little Taoist, the black girl chuckled in her heart, it seems that she came at the wrong time today!

The little Taoist priest walked in front of the black girl, looked at the black girl with extreme arrogance, and said coldly: "This is not a place where you and other mortals can come, go back quickly!"

The black girl pretended to be puzzled, looked up at the Temple of Wealth, and asked, "Isn't this the Temple of the God of Wealth?" ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, his eyes were even more disdainful, he snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "Laymen are laymen, they don't rely on their own efforts to live, they actually want to pray to God and worship Buddha, they get it for nothing, they are shameless, and they leave quickly." ”

The black girl listened to the tone of the little Taoist priest's voice, such a poisonous tongue, it made her feel very kind.

When she was in the Seven Heavens, although she had many senior brothers, there was only one junior brother. Her little brother's mouth looks like a little fairy child when she doesn't open her mouth, and her mouth is bitter and mean, and her mouth will hurt people. Master once said that when it comes to tongue skills, the little junior brother ranks second, and no one in the sky dares to say that he is the first.

However, although the little junior brother's mouth is a little poisonous, his heart is the best and kindest, otherwise the master would not accept him as an apprentice.

"Little Taoist, what are you doing here? Are you also here to worship the God of Wealth? It turns out that Taoist priests are also greedy for money!"

The black girl deliberately put on a puzzled and then understood look, and the angry little Taoist priest directly glared at her with big eyes.

"If you are told to go, you will go, where is so much nonsense. I'm here to hunt demons, and I'm doing great things for heaven. ”

When the black girl heard this, this little Taoist priest really came for the mouse spirit, and her eyes rolled to look at the white cat in the little Taoist's arms.

Three words back.

"I don't believe it. ”

After the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the Temple of Wealth. When the little Taoist priest saw it, he only felt that this woman was arrogant and stupid, and her angry little face turned red.

"Stop me, if you don't listen to me, I won't save you if you are eaten by rats. ”

The black girl turned around and glanced at the white cat in the little Taoist's arms again.

This white cat is snow-white, with a pair of blue cat eyes, squinting slightly, lazily lying in the arms of the little Taoist, as if sleeping but not sleeping.

"I've only heard of cats eating mice, not rats. Little Taoist, you won't hold a cat to catch mice, but fool me into saying that it's a demon catcher! I'm not stupid, so I won't be deceived by you. ”

What the black girl said was just deliberately angry, but the little Taoist priest was already nervous in his heart. It is said that a seven-and-a-half-pound big cat can suppress a thousand pounds of rats. The big fat cat in the arms of the little Taoist priest is estimated to be more than ten or twenty pounds, and at a glance, he knows that it is an old cat that is not too old, and the white hair on his body may not be the original coat color, it is likely to be old white hair.

The little Taoist priest saw that the black girl was stubborn, and he still didn't listen to persuasion, so he swaggered into the Temple of Wealth. Originally, I wanted to leave, but in the end, I was entangled, stomped my feet hard, and walked in with the white cat in my arms.

The idol enshrined in the temple of the god of wealth turned out to be a mouse, which surprised the black girl, but she still pretended to really come to worship the god, knelt on the dusty futon that could no longer see the primary color, and kowtowed to the idol reverently, and kept muttering.

"God of Wealth blesses, I will look up and see joy, and look down to see silver, and I can go out to pick up gold. Bless bless!"

The little Taoist priest standing behind the black girl snorted very disdainfully, if it wasn't for the wrong time, he would definitely laugh at it, this ignorant and greedy black girl.

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