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Picking up the black stone bowl in front of him, Drow stood up and stood quietly on the woman's way home.

The black stone bowl was in the middle of the two.

Zhuoer put one palm on his chest, bowed his head slightly, and although he did not speak, he waited as if he were saying, "Please have mercy on the benefactor." ”

The daughter-in-law of Wu looked at his lowered eyebrows, looked at the pair of slender white eyebrows like a blade, and her dark but heroic face, but smiled lightly: "My master, such a strong and beautiful man, even if his skin and flesh are a little blacker, why do you bother to be the head of this begging?

As she spoke, Wuda's daughter-in-law tilted her body and turned upside down towards Zhuoer.

But before she could rub a little bit, a black wooden staff was already lying between the two of them without a trace.

The eyes of the woman and the man touched, and the daughter-in-law of Wuda turned her head and spat out: "Looking at the appearance of growing up, it is also the same as the rammer in my family who can only chop wood, and they are all silver-like pewter heads that are useless!"

After scolding, the woman twisted the water snake by the waist, carried the basket and left.

The pilgrims who watched the excitement in the back shook their heads one by one: "Sure enough, she is a mother-in-law with a sour face, except for the honest man of Wuda, who can stand such a daughter-in-law!"

There are also people with good deeds, who come over and blame Zhuoer: "You dumb head Buddha is also rude, this Jizang Nunnery is the place where bhikshunis and other women burn and cultivate, but where can you be allowed to beg for food here? I don't have to ruin the reputation of others! I see that you are also a monk, there are still a few monasteries in this county, and the Baoqing Temple of the abbot of Zhao Shangren is far away, so how about sending you to Honghua Temple to place an order?"

There are also people who smile, and that smile reveals a hint of cheapness: "Honghua Temple is a good place, on one side is Guanyin Nunnery, on the other side is Dizang Nunnery, facing Xuanming Temple, since then, Toutuo Taoist people, have recognized a bed in the nunnery to go to the same way of Hakka brothers, isn't it a beautiful talk?"

The more these strange things are said, the more unbearable they become, and there are also old people who don't want to pay attention to them, so they simply leave the matter far away. Some of them also wanted to come over and tease Zhuoer a few times, but looking at the heavy black stone bowl in his hand, he didn't dare to go too far after all.

Drow ignored these idlers, but sat down again, closed his eyes and basked in the sun.

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After selling the last basket of cooking cakes today, Wu Dalang said goodbye to Brother Yun, who sold Yali pears, and walked back to the small building with his burden.

However, as soon as I walked into the streets of Zishi, I heard my daughter-in-law's voice penetrate my ears: "What a strange prisoner! With such a big body, but the papaya is empty and beautiful, and he can't do anything at all! The old lady wants you to boil water and take a bath with me, why don't you answer?"

The scolding was very loud, and I saw that the idlers in Yanggu County who were watching the excitement had gathered a lot, and under their own small building, their daughter-in-law stepped on the bench with one foot, just pointing at the door of the house and scolding. Her body was soaked in water for some reason, her bandeau could barely hook her chest, and the wet clothes stuck to her body, revealing her graceful body even more shadowfully.

Those idlers saw Wu Dalang from afar, some shouted "three-inch nails", and some shouted "Gu bark", Wu Dalang's face was so hot that his burnt yellow skin turned red, so he had to lower his head, squeeze through the crowd, walked in front of his daughter-in-law, and said in a low voice: "What are you doing at the head of the door? And if it's so wet and drenched, it will hurt the cold, won't it damage your own body, and go back, I'll boil hot water and order hot tea to eat with you. ”

He asked for forgiveness here, but the woman became even more emotional, and sneered: "It's really that all the men in the world are dead, but they asked me to marry you this bastard, but I made a pair with that stupid and simple brother! Let's go, go back, wait for the old lady to take a bath, and then settle accounts with you!"

After settling the account, Wu Dalang finally put his mind at ease, squeezed out a little smile around, made a circle, and said continuously: "Everyone, go back, there is really nothing to see here." Please back, please come back. ”

Those onlookers just giggled and said, "Mrs. Zun is so angry, I'm afraid that you can't dissipate your anger by washing your feet and pouring the night pot." We are here, Mrs. Zun just scolded a few words, if I wait to leave, but ask Da Lang to kneel on the washboard at the top of the night pot, but how is it good?"

Wu Dalang just couldn't hear it, sighed, hurriedly entered the small building, closed the door and fell out of the window, and heard a sound of smashing pots and bowls inside.

At this time, Wang Po also held her stomach and walked back from the Dizang Nunnery, she stuffed a stomach full of tea and food, and felt a little sleepy, but looking at these idlers, she couldn't help but be surprised: "Wu's daughter-in-law went to incense, why did she have such an atmosphere?"

With that, she clasped up her hand and said, "If you have tea, please come in and sit down." If you gather around the dry shore to watch the excitement and block the old woman's business, don't blame the old woman for ordering some boiling water with you to eat. ”

These people also know that although Wang Po is old, she is a famous female bachelor in Yanggu County, and the ordinary three aunts and six women are actually good women who are dedicated to Buddha compared to her.

Everyone laughed for a while, listened to the small building gradually ceased, and then dispersed.

It's just that Wang Po looked at the small building next door, thought about the vision she saw in the middle of the night, shook her head slightly, and went to do her own thing.

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After a long time in the small building, Wu Dalang covered his face with his sleeves and walked downstairs step by step.

But even if he covered his face with his sleeves, the blood marks on Wu Dalang's face still couldn't be hidden.

Wu Song stood in the small courtyard, looking at his brother's appearance, stepped forward with an arrow, took off his brother's sleeve, looked at the wound that was scratched out, and couldn't help but feel sad: "Big brother, such a fierce woman, why should you be patient! As long as the eldest brother says a word, I will give the woman some color to see!"

Wu Dalang reluctantly smiled and said: "Erlang, you are a good man, how can you fight with women." Today, I think your sister-in-law saw something sad and upset, and she had nowhere to say, so she made it like this. I know, I know, I know, since I married me, your sister-in-law is distressed, she is a strong woman, but I am not worthy of her. In the past, she was also very dedicated to me, I knew her, how could I not tolerate such a small thing......? Wangjiro, don't annoy her. ”

The two brothers looked at each other for a moment, and Wu Song finally turned his face away, lowered the firewood knife in his hand, and said in a low voice: "What does my brother want me to do, I will listen to my brother." But not for others, but because of my brother's orders, how could I not listen. ”

Listening to his brother's promise, Wu Dalang was a little happy and a little guilty, and finally could only come up with the most vulgar and simple and warm words: "I'll make something for you to eat." ”

After that, he walked into the small building, but he didn't find that his brother's feet had broken all the bricks on the ground in the backyard.

And when he came out with a bowl of freshly sliced soup, he found that his brother was gone......

Drow walked slowly across Zishi Street with his ebony crutches and black stone bowl in his hand, his eyes sweeping over the man staring at the notice on the gray wall, still as if nothing had happened.

But he saw the young man standing in front of the gray wall, his hands clenched and clenched, and he looked at the little building again and again, and then lifted the wood knife and walked into the quiet night to the west.

Looking at this scene, the black-faced young man sighed silently for a moment, and then thought of the emotion of the man on the mountain-

"Housework, men's and women's affairs, are all, rotten, bird things, you want to solve them, but then you find that the people who should get rid of them are reluctant and unwilling, as if being cocooned is the whole meaning of their existence. At this time, it is better to put a fire and burn out a piece of white land, which can be regarded as refreshing and clean. ”

Since he was a teenager, he has been a child soldier, and then a spy, and he has long forgotten what his childhood family was like, and for some reason, he has not thought about "building a family". But looking at this scene, I couldn't help but feel inexplicable.

But since Wu Erlang was walking in the direction of Jingyanggang, he was out of his surveillance range, and being able to take a little less responsibility still made Zhuo Er, who was pretending to be dumb, feel a little comforted.

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Stepping on Jingyanggang again, Wu Song faintly noticed that the surrounding scenery had changed somewhat inexplicably compared to before.

For example, there are many outstretched branches between the canopies, and only ugly knots remain, as if they had been trimmed by an unskilled carpenter.

Such a wild forest looks less natural and more man-made.

The weeds on the ground do not grow very well, the grass blades are thin, with a little scorch, like the new shoots left after being burned by wildfires, and they are crushed by people with stone grinders one by one during the growing season.

And this is not an aesthetic scenery, but a killing intent stretched silently in front of Wu Song.

The killing intent came from the treetops with less branches and leaves, from the rocks with more cracks, from the grass with flowers and scorched leaves, a low hill, killing machines everywhere, as if the eternal killing field, all moved to Jingyanggang.

Instinctively clenched the firewood knife in his hand, Wu Song turned his eyes, but he didn't mean to retreat, but walked towards the place where the killing intent was the fullest.

It's just that the road doesn't work.

It was not a tiger that stood in the way, but a Taoist priest in a bamboo crown brocade suit, with a mocking face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and looked so familiar.

"Last time I was beaten by a tiger, I sent you down the mountain, and I also gave you a pill to forget your worries, so that you can forget the events of that night. I thought that Wu Erlang would not come to Jingyanggang again, but after all, this short gang is the birthplace of your Wu Erlang, and you always have to come, and you can't stop it. ”

After that, the Bamboo Crown Taoist stretched out his hand to Wu Songyi: "That greedy tiger is playing dragon and tiger fighting with my nephew inside, if you want to take a kick, I have no opinion." ”

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Just when Wu Song set foot on Jingyanggang, the Ximen Ti Punishment Mansion, which occupies the largest and most luxurious area in Yanggu County, was also brightly lit.

Although the previous promotion banquet was a mess, Ximenqing, the new governor of the sentence, quickly adjusted his mood.

At this moment, he and his wives and concubines sat in the hibiscus pavilion in the back garden and laughed, and asked the kitchen to clean up a table of wine and food, singing songs and orders, a lively scene.

It was until midnight, and then moved to his wife Wu Yueniang's room, and asked the small kitchen to prepare supper wine and fruits, and carefully entertained them.

Wu Yueniang is a native of Qinghe County, Dongping Prefecture, and her father is a small military minister who has been in the officialdom for a lifetime.

As for Ximenqing, he prefers those merry girls who can sing songs and promise in the bed, and occasionally taste a different kind of fun in male pets, but Wu Yueniang, a quiet and skillful lady, is also a necessity in his life.

is like the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the middle hall on the main room, although those words and paintings lack the delicate brushstrokes of the boudoir ladies, and they cannot be used to help the fun like the spring palace booklets, but the atmosphere and decency can set off the perfection of his career and family, which is enough.

What's more, although Wu Yueniang doesn't understand much amorous feelings, she can be regarded as a beauty.

Holding a bowl of sour bamboo shoot chicken soup, picking out a trace of tender chicken tenderloin, feeding it to Ximen Qing to eat, the eldest lady of the Ximen family said softly: "Today, Aunt Xue of the Dizang Nunnery sent someone to send a few boxes of dim sum. ”

After listening to Wu Yueniang's words, Ximen Qing knew that his wife in the big house believed in God and Buddha the most, and said casually: "Our family has been in contact with the Jade Emperor Temple Wu Daoguan Festival all the year round, and we are still fasting in the Jade Emperor Temple. It's just that this Xue nun is so pious, so he asked her to go to the back house that day to recite a sutra, leave her to eat fasting, and give her a piece of cloth. ”

Wu Yueniang said with a smile: "You are also a confused goods, Zhongyuan Pudu, what a big deal this is, all the temples have to chant scriptures and release flames, you have a big face, people are not in charge of the nunnery, but they want to come to our house!"

Ximen Qing said with a smile: "In this case, what does it matter if it is changed to the Dizang Nunnery! It's just that the scene of the Dizang Nunnery is smaller after all, and it is not very good-looking." ”

Wu Yueniang bit her fingers before she said: "I know that you are now a husband of punishment, and such scenes must be magnificent and beautiful, so naturally the family still has to go to the Jade Emperor Temple to fast." It's just that in Jizo Nunnery, I have to give a little bit of charity, and I can do it as I like, so as not to offend the Bodhisattva. ”

Ximenqing thought for a while and said: "In this way, according to the example of fasting in the Jade Emperor Temple, it is only reduced by half through money and lining, and given to that Xue sister-in-law." After all, the monk is no better than Wu Daoguan, and he has no serious status, so if he subtracts half, there is no hindrance. ”

When he said this, Wu Yueniang could be regarded as a response.

It's just that when Ximen Qing took the lady of the main house to bed, he frowned slightly, remembering those rumors about Nun Xue not abiding by the rules. But then he shook his head: "What do you want to do with this little thing? There is no beauty in the Jizo Nunnery to live with me!"