clear fish grass

Chapter 3

"Uncle Daoji, this Sichuan is really lively." Biqing opened his mouth wide and looked at the bustling Sichuan night market. The many lanterns hung high up made the night look like day.And those young girls coming and going and the hawkers shouting one after another can make people forget that it is at night, and the bustling night market is even more noisy than during the day.

Daoji was still shaking the fan, walking staggeringly at the front, he laughed loudly when he heard this, and said triumphantly, "That's right! Don't look at who brought you here, I said Will the place that Jidu said is good be worse?"

Zhao Bin held Bai Xue's hand to prevent people from getting lost, and Bai Xue was jumping excitedly with a shy and happy face. Zhao Bin looked helplessly at Bai Xue whose happy little eyes were shining brightly, and asked, " Master, what's the fun here?"

Daoji looked at the group of guys who were curious, excited, happy and helpless, shook the cattail fan in his hand and said lazily, "You guys play in your own way, I, an old man, don't want to care about you kids. Find something interesting by yourself, and we will meet at that 'Drinking Friends Restaurant' an hour later."

"Okay!" They all responded loudly.

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"Wow, it's really bustling. It's comparable to Hangzhou." Biqing, who chose to go shopping alone, turned his head around curiously, not noticing a man who had been walking behind him. 'people'.

Yu Wulang's face was in disbelief, how could he somehow get rid of that poached green concubine and somehow follow behind this little monk?But seeing Biqing's excited face, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Sell sachets, sell sachets."

Following the yelling, Biqing looked over and saw a small stall selling girls' accessories, filled with all kinds of beautiful and fragrant sachets.

"Hey, stall owner, how do you sell this?" Biqing was also excited, thinking of an old friend, he couldn't help but leaned forward and picked up a small goose yellow sachet with a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it and asked.

"Little master, do you buy this too?" The stall owner looked at Biqing in surprise. Isn't this monk too courageous?Could it be that you bought it for your sisters in the secular world?

"Well, someone wants to give it away. The stall owner, how do you sell it?" Bi Qing shook the sachet in his hand and didn't want to say anything more.

The stall owner was puzzled in every possible way, but there was no need to struggle with the money. He stretched out his hand, "Five cents a piece."

"Okay, here it is." Biqing paid without haggling, took the sachet and continued walking leisurely.

Yu Wulang, who was following behind for some reason, felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Biqing say that someone could deliver him, but he couldn't explain why.His chest was stuffy, as if he wanted to sleep, but there were more than a dozen kittens meowing, which made him very upset.

Biqing, who was walking leisurely in the front, didn't know that there was a demon named 'Yu Wulang' behind him, or he was still smiling and happily strolling around this small stall and that shop.

"Oh," when Biqing was happily going to the stall selling small pendants, a man with a vicious face and a fleshy face blocked Biqing's way, and said in a rough voice, "Stinky boy! You stepped on my foot!"

Biqing stared wide-eyed, looking at the surprised face of the person in front of him, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't step on you at all!"

"I said if you stepped on it, you stepped on it! It hurts like hell, you can either give me money to see a doctor or we will go to the government." The man looked resolute, and he was about to reach out to catch him.

Biqing knocked off the man's hand, "How big are your feet? I just saw you arguing with people there like stealing money, so I wanted to teach you a lesson when I bought something. Now tell me that I stepped on your foot, you treat me as two hundred and five! Go to the government, go to the government, I want to see who is telling the truth." Biqing put his hands on his waist and said loudly.

"Little master, you still don't want to go to the government." An old man who stopped to look at him whispered, "This man is called Wang Wu, and he is the nephew of our county magistrate. Thinking of ways to cheat money. The county magistrate treats him like a son if he doesn't have a son, you can't say anything about it."

"That's right, little master, you'd better give him the money, otherwise he won't let it go."

"Yeah, don't reason with this kind of person."

Biqing shook his head, "If you don't give it, morality is in people's hearts. I won't give it to you. If you go to the government, you will go to the government. I'm not afraid of you..."

"Wow, I didn't expect to be a person who is not afraid of death." Wang Wu smiled grimly and took two steps, "Okay then, let's go to the government." Saying that, he was about to pat Biqing on the shoulder.

"Ah..." In just a split second, Biqing heard Wang Wu scream, and saw that his right arm had been dislocated.

Cold sweat broke out on Wang Wu's forehead for an instant, and he looked at the hand hanging limply by his side, panting like a cow, "You...you, smelly monk, go! Let's go to the government and let my uncle punish you!" After finishing speaking, the salty pig hand on the left wanted to pat Biqing on the shoulder again.

"Ah!" There was another scream, and this time the left arm was also dislocated.

Could it be that my uncle is helping me?Looking at Wang Wu's appearance, Biqing thought to himself, and then made up his mind.

"I've said it a long time ago, morality is in people's hearts, and you bully monks and disrespect Buddha, you see that retribution is coming."

Biqing looked at Wang Wu's panicked look proudly, "Go home quickly, from now on we will worship the Buddha with integrity, and don't do anything to bully others."

That Wang Wu looked around with his hands hanging down and his dirty eyes staring. A ruffian like him would not believe that this was some kind of retribution. He decided that it must have been done by the little monk in front of him.

"Hmph, you still have a helper! Stinky donkey, let's wait and see! I will want you to look good sooner or later!" Wang Wuhong left with eyes full of resentment, and the people around him scattered when they saw that there was nothing to look at up.

Biqing watched Wang Wu leave and immediately turned to look for Daoji's figure, but he couldn't find it, "Strange? Why can't I find it?"

Biqing scratched his head, and when he turned around, he was dragged into a small alley.

"Who!" Biqing raised his head and saw clearly that the person holding him was actually that demon Yu Wulang.

"You, you, what do you want to do?"

Yu Wulang looked angrily at the innocent Biqing in front of him. After staying in the temple for a long time, don't you know that people's hearts are sinister?Is that smelly monk so relieved?

"Didn't you hear what that old man said? That guy is the county magistrate's nephew, and you are still willing to go to the government with that guy? Are you thinking about trigonometric functions or calculus?! You just think about the simple truth that people don't fight with officials." Don’t you understand! I just like being spanked so much!”

Biqing shrank his neck and looked at the three fires that suddenly burst out from the head of the handsome devil in front of him, and boldly said, "The justice lies in the heart..."

"Fart!" Yu Wulang almost couldn't catch his breath, "Don't you understand that the human heart is sinister? Don't you know that the most filthy thing in this world is the human heart! You talk about saving all sentient beings, but your Buddha also said that you can fight It’s my Buddha’s mercy to run away if you can’t beat him! Don’t you remember a single word!”

Biqing continued to shrink his neck, looking at the man who was about to go berserk, and suddenly remembered, why did he endure his roar?Since I have Buddha beads, it is logical that he should not be able to get close to me, right?What about Buddha beads?

Biqing looked down at the prayer beads in his hand, huh?empty?

"Ah!!!" Biqing yelled, "It's over!!! My Buddhist beads!!!" Biqing raised his hand and grabbed Yu Wulang's collar, and said viciously for the first time, "Say! Did you steal it? Got my prayer beads?"

Yu Wulang wrapped his arms around Biqing's soft waist naturally, "Hey, I was about to run away when I saw your prayer beads, how could I still steal your prayer beads? Don't change the topic now!"

Biqing's face was ashamed immediately, he didn't have time to care about any topics, and he muttered to himself, "I'm going to die... the Buddha beads are gone, Master Daoji will definitely not let me go..."

"Don't worry, I seem to have seen that stinky monk walking over there just now, holding a bunch of things in his hand but I don't know if it's a Buddhist bead." Yu Wulang looked down at Biqing's slender eyelashes.

Biqing raised her face immediately, "Really? Then I'll ask right away."

"Wait," Yu Wulang smiled and said in a low voice, "You bought a sachet just now?"

Bi Qing frowned. "How do you know? Could it be that you have been following me?"

Yu Wulang smiled in disguise, "Joke, if I want to know one thing, what else can I not know?" Yu Wulang looked down at Biqing's dark pupils, "Who are you going to give it to? That sachet."

Biqing looked at Yu Wulang's very attractive face in the eyes of women in the world, and that burst of warm heat, only to realize that the atmosphere was not right.He is a monk in Lingyin Temple, but he is a demon in Blood Demon Cave.

"Why should I tell you? I'm going to find Uncle Daoji." After speaking, he found Yu Wulang wrapped his hands around him, "You, let go."

Yu Wulang raised his eyebrows, "What?"

Biqing said again tremblingly, "Let go, your hands." He looked at the arms holding him.

"Oh, good." Even though he didn't ask the answer, Yu Wulang let go with satisfaction and watched the process of Biqing's little face slowly turning red, and walked to the entrance of the alley contentedly.

"correct."

"Ah?" Biqing stared wide-eyed at the tall figure who suddenly turned his head and leaned against the entrance of the alley,

"Your waist is quite easy to hug."

"what?!"

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