Two-dimensional Wanderer

"I want too!" Yingluo licked her lips.

"what?"

"Wine! If you let me run errands, I'll have a jug of wine too!"

Bigu chuckled and waved his hand: "I've never seen such an alcoholic girl before, but it's okay, the three of us haven't seen the moon together for a long time. Now that the season is just right, we'll have a banquet tonight!"

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Chapter 6 Long-term Mountain Anci

Yingluo was carrying a pole, and there were pottery in the boxes hanging at both ends.She walked like the wind, but her shoulders didn't waver, she didn't support her with her hands, and the goods were as stable as the moon in the water.

This is cultivation, probably like the glass of water on Fujiwara Takumi's car.

It is the practice of self-control.

Yingluo also noticed that his powerful talent was perhaps the unique golden finger of the transmigrators.

Fortunately, it is not a cliché XX system, inexplicably relieved.

The village has arrived.

"Yo, Miss Yingluo, have you brought porcelain again?" The merchant greeted her.

Although there are always cracks on Bigu's porcelain, it is surprisingly strong, and for this, it is quite popular.

"The cracks in the pottery reveal the truth of the world!" said Bigu.

Yin Luo expressed complete disbelief.

"Then it's the old price."

Not far away came the sound of chanting sutras, a tall and thin monk was seeking alms to the people, but unfortunately the villagers were surprisingly indifferent, with a numb expression on their faces, waved their hands to refuse, like driving away annoying flies.

The monk was not angry, even if he didn't get a penny, he still smiled and recited the scriptures that bless the villagers.

The belief in luxury is out of step with this era.

If you can't get enough to eat yourself, how can you help others?

Monks understand people's hardships.

"Jingle."

A few copper coins fell into the worn-out porcelain bowl in his hand, making a crisp sound.

The monk looked up, and it was a girl with a bright smile.

"Thank you, Miss Yingluo, the Buddha will bless you."

Yingluo asked maliciously, "If I don't give me money, will the Buddha not protect me?"

"This..." The monk was at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer.

"Haha!" The girl was amused, and bullying honest people is indeed addictive.

The monk was too tall, so she stood on tiptoe and patted the other's shoulder: "It's just a joke, don't be angry, An Ci."

The long history of Shan Anci, the name of this monk, he lives in a temple on the mountainside not far away.I heard that the other monks ran away due to lack of food, and he was the only one who was still serving the Buddha and adopted several homeless orphans.

Therefore, Yinluo would give some copper coins every time he met him.

Compared with the so-called eminent monks in the previous life, this embarrassed monk is like a Buddha walking in the world.

The monk Anci shook his head, indicating that he was not angry, and then read the blessing scriptures for Yingluo.

This is the only return he can give.

Although he didn't understand, Yingluo listened carefully.

The scriptures read by the other party are conveying some kind of emotion that cannot be expressed in words, nourishing her heart.

"Then, the little monk is saying goodbye." The monk An Ci folded his hands and bowed.Just as he was about to leave, several men came to the village with long swords pinned to their waists.

They casually took the rice balls from the stalls, threw them on the ground after a bite, and didn't pay.

The stall owner dared to be angry and did not dare to say anything, and even accompanied his smiling face. The others were still numb and didn't even dare to look here, like a frightened ostrich.

Monk An Ci went up to dissuade him, but was punched to the ground instead, the corner of his mouth was broken, and blood dripped on the ground.

"Bastard, I've sacrificed my life for you untouchables, what's wrong with eating your food, it's your honor! Guys who don't have a heart of gratitude are all bastards!" They said, kicking The stall was kicked over, and hot rice balls rolled everywhere, covered with mud, dyeing the white rice grains gray.

The stall owner knelt on the ground and desperately kowtowed to the vandals, but his resentful eyes were reserved for the protector who spoke up for him.

"Hey, you are a monk." A man stepped on An Ci under his feet, frowned and said, "The country is in dire straits, but you are hiding in the mountains to enjoy leisure, which is really annoying!" As he said that, he saw the copper coins in the bowl, and his greedy eyes flashed: "Hey, hey, how can the people's hard-earned money be deceived by you stinky monk, it should be handed over to us, this is for the sake of righteousness , for the establishment of a new era!"

Monk Anci clenched his fists, then... released them.

The men took the copper coins, laughed and walked away, vaguely hearing them discussing the girls in the tavern.

"It's okay." Ying Luo went over to help An Ci up.

"I'm very sorry." The monk An Ci said with apology on his face: "I lost the reward you gave to the girl."

"Don't worry about it..." Ying Luo waved her hand, and then asked suspiciously, "Why don't you do it, they are not your opponents, right?"

The long-standing mountain Anci is not only an ordinary monk, but also a warrior monk.In order to save food rations for the orphans, he who was originally burly became so thin.

Yingluo had discussed with him twice. Although the other party did not understand swordsmanship, he was extremely skilled in punching and kicking.

"They are the lofty ideals of reform." An Ci said briefly: "It may be that the hope of this era is not necessarily the same."

"Renewal? A worthy man?" Ying Luo was taken aback.

With the Black Ship Incident, the Western powers opened the door to Japan and forcibly signed a trade agreement.The shogunate was dissatisfied with the weak performance of the foreigners, and many samurai classes played the banner of respecting the king and repelling the barbarians, and launched a vigorous revolution.The so-called reformers are probably Japanese underground parties.

But shouldn't the underground party be sneaking up on big news?

What's the matter with eating and drinking in the tone of a savior?

Monk An Ci patted the dust on his body, bowed, and turned to leave.

Yingluo stopped him: "Monk, wait, I still have some money here..."

"Thank you very much, Miss Yingluo, but you don't need it." Monk An Ci folded his hands together, with a smile on his face, but there was a hint of worry on his face: "To be honest, this money... is too little."

"It's... about those children?" The monk is not a greedy person, and he rarely seeks alms.Most of the need for money is also for the orphans he adopted.

Sure enough, the monk nodded.

"It's autumn now and the weather is getting colder. I want to buy some clothes for the children to keep out the cold."

Well, that's quite a lot.

Seeing Yingluo's gloomy face, Monk An Ci comforted him: "Don't worry, I will try it in the city. There are many people there, and there will always be a way."

Yingluo was silent for a while, and took off the purse from his waist, which contained the money from selling the china.

She threw the purse to the monk, who was startled and hurriedly caught it.

"The money should be enough. The city is too far away, and the children still need your care." Yingluo turned and ran away.

Monk An Ci shouted from behind, "Miss Yingluo, Miss Yingluo..."

But she ran faster and faster, and disappeared in three or two seconds.

……

In front of the men stood a masked girl.

"Hey, little girl, do you have anything to do with us?" The man gave a frivolous smile.

The masked girl broke off a branch and walked towards them, like a fairy in the forest, bringing a breeze...

"Hey, is that all there is to it? I was afraid that you would go far, so I hurried here."

She glanced at the unconscious man lying on the ground with contempt, and curled her lips in an unladylike manner.

……

"Sorry, sorry, time was delayed by some trivial matters, please wait."

Mingyue had already risen to the top of the tree, and Yingluo returned to her residence on the mountain. As soon as she entered the house, she apologized to Bigu and Kenshin.

Jian Xin said with a smile, "It's good to come back", and obediently stepped forward and took the items purchased by Ying Luo.

But Bigu glanced at the wine bottle he brought back, and asked with a dark face, "Why are there only three bottles of wine? The money should be more than enough!"

What an old fox!

Yingluo complained in his heart, but with a "it's all your fault" expression on his face, he said, "Didn't I tell you long ago? The porcelain you burned is so bad that no one wants to buy it, so you can only be cheap. I'd like to sell it at that price. Thanks to my articulation, it's a good price."

Bigu's face twitched, and he said in disbelief, "Last time I saw Mr. Tian Ben, he also said that my china is very good."

"How long ago was the last time?"

"spring."

"Please, it's already autumn, can the things from half a year ago be compared to now?" Yingluo said righteously: "I said before that your porcelain didn't respond well? Every time I bring back the money It’s getting less and less, right? Really, it’s your porcelain problem, I won’t lie to you!”

Bigu thought for a while, and it seemed... unable to refute.

Yin Luo breathed a sigh of relief.Bigu has been letting her run errands to sell goods, so it is reasonable for her to deduct some of it as a salary.Besides, as a man, what's wrong with saving private money!

In the beginning, it only took [-]%, and later it developed to [-]% or even [-]%. This time it was as high as [-]%. I have to say that money is really the root of all evil.

It's not me that's wrong, it's the world!

Yingluo held Bigu in one hand and Jianxin in the other, and shouted happily, "What are you waiting for, come, the banquet is about to begin!"

This was the last night of the three of them together.

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Chapter 7 Destiny

There wasn't much wine, so it ran out quickly.

Yingluo's face flushed red.

She licked the last drop of wine from the wine cup with the tip of her tongue, then pressed the bottle into the stream next to it, and fished it up.

"There's wine again!"

She poured a glass and drank it all in one gulp. Her hazy eyes were full of satisfaction. She took a long breath and praised loudly, "Good wine!"

I wanted to have another drink, but was stopped by Kenshin.