In the corridor, Jiang Ping said his inference in a tone of neither joy nor sadness.

“...... For you, it's just a harmless joke, and maybe even in your eyes, your kiss is the good fortune he has made for three lifetimes.

Have you ever thought about the consequences of your prank?

Your beautiful face, your beauty and moving, you are sought after by thousands of people, but this is not the capital you use to hurt others.

Because your proud face is not a little more noble than others in the eyes of some people.

Therefore, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal.

Now, do you understand?"

"Really...... Is that so?"

The Silver Frost girl touched her face, completely stunned.

She showed a smile on her face, staggered back, and didn't ask the little monk for anything to say, so she hid her face and ran away.

"Amitabha. ”

The little monk looked at Jiang Ping in surprise.

"Master Jiang, you have a relationship with the Buddha. ”

"Insect carving skills. ”

It's not too difficult to do reading comprehension.

Jiang Ping smiled.

Then the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he whispered:

"Little master, can you still revive that girl?"

Beautiful things are always pleasing to the eye, and it is actually a loss to completely disfigure a nine-point beauty in this way.

Of course, the most important thing is that it is not about yourself, and you can naturally express forgiveness generously.

Who isn't a double standard!

The little monk glanced at Jiang Ping in surprise again, and also sent the voice back:

"Master Jiang, how do you know?"

Can it really be recovered?

Jiang Ping couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Feelings: Your little bald head with clear eyebrows is also a slut.

said that he wanted to punish people, but he still kept a hand behind his back.

However, monks are also men, and in the face of women, especially a big beauty, they will always involuntarily make cheapness.

Jiang Ping expressed understanding.

I could only hear the little monk continue to say:

"The little monk uses the Great Mudra of Compassion, and the strength is not great, and in about three months, the bruises on the female benefactor's face will disappear automatically.

Hey, in fact, she kissed the little monk, and the little monk was happy.

Therefore, I only hope that the female benefactor can understand the truth, so that it does not take the painstaking efforts of the little monk.

The female benefactor and the little monk have a fate, if the little monk can really return the ...... layman"

"Stop, stop!"

Jiang Ping's index finger pressed against the palm of his hand and said directly:

"You flower monk, don't talk to me. ”

Bah!

Lick the dog!

"Hey......

The little monk smiled embarrassedly, folded his hands, and really stopped talking.

"Alright, now let's talk about how to deal with this peacefully. ”

Jiang Ping coughed lightly a few times and said slowly:

"It's not a big deal, since it didn't hurt anyone's life, everyone is private. ”

Steward Chang's eyes moved, and he stepped forward and asked:

"What is Childe going to do?"

"Make a bid. ”

Jiang Ping looked at Chang Steward with a smile and said:

"Miss Silverfrost's deed of sale should be in your hands, my son bought it. ”

Chang Steward waved his hand back, and the thugs who had gathered gradually retreated, stretched out a finger and smiled:

"Childe is really refreshing, 10,000 taels!"

"This son sees that silver frost is not a virgin, and it should have been a while to pick up guests in this Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

Even if her face is not ruined, it shouldn't be worth the price, this son is not for you to be wronged!"

Jiang Ping sneered.

The constant manager is a spit on his own face, and he looks like he is talking business:

"Childe thinks badly, Yinshuang is the top brand in the pavilion, and in order to cultivate her, a lot of silver has been spent up and down.

Now if a benefactor of Silver Frost wants to stay overnight, he has to spend a few hundred taels of silver, ten thousand taels of silver, which is the price of dozens of guests.

If it weren't for the sake of Childe's face, I wouldn't be reluctant. ”

"Don't you know when this son knows?"

Jiang Ping said with a slight mockery:

"This kind of Oiran can pick up customers three times a month, and this son is efficient for her. Besides, now she is worth a few hundred taels, and in half a year, it will be fifty taels, and I think others will have to weigh it.

So don't talk to my son, five thousand taels, settle it at once!

Either take the money, or let's draw a good line and see if you can get me?

My son can remind you that this little master next to me is the future uncle of the Murong family. ”

"Not yet. ”

The little monk smiled shyly.

"Adults talk, children don't interject. ”

Jiang Ping snorted.

This monk is open-minded and happy to take revenge.

But he still has to wipe his ass.

As everyone knows, he is a peace-loving person who does not fight if he can.

"Childe is really sharp, so ...... Well, just give Childe a face. ”

Chang Steward smiled, but he didn't put any of the Murong family's uncles in his eyes, as everyone knows, there is only one aunt in the Murong family, and he is by no means a little monk, he just thinks it's a joke.

"Hongxing, go and get Yinshuang's deed of sale, from today onwards, Yinshuang will be this son's person. ”

......

"Well, this is a hundred taels of silver, how did you say it before, it should have some private money, just take this silver and live a good life."

Well, if you meet a lover, marry as soon as possible, otherwise there is a little monk who is always thinking about it. ”

"The little monk didn't. ”

"Do I still have a chance to meet my sweetheart?"

"Naturally, those who like you because of your face, who knows how sincere they are?

Only when you are at rock bottom can you know who is true and who is false.

Besides, life doesn't always make you cry, there will always be sunshine falling.

Well, although it's a bit inappropriate for this son to say this, you should just listen to it. ”

After all, he had some involvement in what happened to Silver Frost today.

"Thank you, Childe, you're a good person. ”

Looking at Yinshuang's somewhat departing back, the little monk sighed:

"The fate of the little monk is gone. ”

"Didn't you beat it yourself?"

Jiang Ping, who had just received a good person card, also sighed.

"But the master has taught the little monk that cause and effect repay, the little monk can't manage the world, but he has to manage himself.

If the female benefactor has an evil cause for the little monk, she will bear evil consequences. Now that cause and effect are reciprocated, the female benefactor and the little monk have no cause and effect. ”

"You're really worried about the world. ”

Jiang Ping replied casually and asked:

"I've been with you for so long, and people have been killed, and my face has been ruined.

It's time to meet your future daughter-in-law, right?

If you don't hurry up, I think with the speed of the government's case, I should almost find you. ”

The murder at Jixiang Casino was not hidden for long.

The big-hearted monk next to him may not have realized that the bottom of the mountain is different from the mountain.

The little monk nodded:

"The little monk won't forget, but Master Jiang, the little monk thinks you seem to be curious about the little monk's marriage, can the little monk ask why?"

"If I had to find a reason, it would probably be because of boredom and gossip. ”

Jiang Ping put his arm around the shoulders of the little monk and said very affectionately:

"Let's go, I'll know the way, I'll take you!"

ps：

Yesterday's two chapters upset several readers, and I was not in the mood to do so, and generally speaking, the authors of novels are emotional writers, and I am no exception.

When you see someone saying that you have abandoned the book and that the writing has collapsed, it is easy to doubt yourself.

In fact, I just want to write a few different characters, hoping that in this Jianghu, there will always be a few characters who are not like ordinary people, but there are a little cute.

The little monk is an attempt.

In the character I made for the little monk, he grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and he has never been in contact with any living people, and now he is a Shibao monk, who listens to the master for everything, and thinks that what the master taught him is the greatest truth in the world, plus he is still a genius and controls powerful forces, so he will act maverick.

After all, the little monk has just come down the mountain, and he also has to meet some people and encounter some things in order to grow up.

In fact, I have also given foreshadowing, such as the seven little wives he was martyred with.

If it weren't for his charisma and his heart was broken, would anyone be willing to die with him?

That's the future of not abstaining from killing monks.

is enviable, and he died so chicly.

Well, ahem, having said so much, I just want to say that it will be a change today.

ps2: Chapter 107 is inexplicably missing a few hundred words, it should be written somewhere to touch the red line, I have to change it, I hope it's okay.