Daming's Bizarre Story: Painted Skin

Zhaoran pretended to be supported by Wang Zeng and got off the carriage. When he looked up, he saw that Jiuru was wearing a Confucian shirt with a plain sash around his waist, his long black hair tied in a knot, and a white forehead tied on his forehead. Under the light, the lips are red and the teeth are white, beautiful and natural.

Li Mo pointed at Jiuru, and said vaguely: "This is a student I invited from the mountain courtyard, and he writes well."

She clearly understood that even if Princess Jiashan really came to copy the scriptures for Mrs. Li, she wouldn't really spend the whole night copying the scriptures. This student was the ghostwriter invited by the Li family.

It's just that the student asked Jiu Ru to drop a bag halfway through.

Jiu Ru stepped forward and saluted, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, showing a bit of composure.

Wang Zeng nodded, as if he and Jiuru were old acquaintances.

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There was no one in front of the coffin, and it was obvious that there was a thick coffin parked behind the white curtain. Although Mrs. Li had been gnawed to the point where only a piece of skin remained, she still wanted the coffin.

Several people lit incense, and Li Mo welcomed them into the inner hall. Not long after, an old butler of Li's mansion came in to deliver tea, and before opening the lid, he could smell a strange fragrance in the bowl.

"Good tea, this must be a mouthful of incense in the house." Wang Zeng said.

Li Mo obviously knew that the person who came was not the real princess, so he said slowly: "This fragrant wild tea originally grows on the cliffs, so someone needs to hurry up before dawn, take advantage of the whiteness of the leaves, and put the young leaves in it." In the mouth, and must be a young woman, in order to preserve the natural aroma of wild tea."

Oh, the tea was held in the mouth of a young woman, and Zhaoran squinted at Jiuru, but saw that Jiuru's face was calm, and the fingers holding the tea bowl were white and slender, but as stable as Mount Tai, Zhaoran was a little disappointed.

"No wonder this fragrance is rare." Wang Zeng sighed.

Li Mo's face was a little sad: "This tea recipe was originally the secret recipe of my wife's family. I am a useless scholar. It is thanks to my wife's management these few years, so that my family will not be ruined. But she This time, I am afraid that I will not have much time left.”

Zhao Ran asked, "Master Li, why is there no one else in your house?"

Li Mo's face was a little pale: "I used to have three wives and concubines, and two concubines passed away not long after we got married. This year, my deceased wife suffered a terrible misfortune. I think I must be an unknown person, and I don't want to involve others. Then they put down the servants below and left..." When he said this, his words were choked up, but he couldn't continue.

"Master Li's condolences." Wang Zeng said, most of the servants Li Mo let go are now in the hands of Wen Zhigeng, since Wen Zhigeng didn't say anything, it seems that nothing useful was found.

The few chatted for a while, then Li Mo got up and took them into the Buddhist hall in the backyard. There was another tower next to the Buddhist hall: "Madam was a Buddhist believer when she was alive, so a Buddhist hall bell tower was also built at home. .”

"It's very good here." Wang Zeng looked at the terrain.

Zhao Ran took a look, and hummed in his heart: "Sure enough, it is a good place to kill people."

This Buddhist hall is very close to the back wall, since the monster dared to commit crimes against the wind, it must be a arrogant person, if it is given such a place where it seems easy to escape, even if it knows it is a trap, it will take the risk.

"Where is Wen Zhigeng?" Zhao Ran asked, although Wen Zhigeng is dangerous, if he is allowed to bite someone else, the bite must be powerful.

Wang Zeng seemed to know what he was thinking, and said, "Master Wen is very angry. When he comes, I'm afraid he will scare away the demons. There are Buddhas here, so you don't have to worry."

He turned his head to Jiu Ru and said, "I will entrust my concubine to Buddha."

Ah, bah... Zhao Ran's eyelids twitched.

Jiu Ru didn't say much, just lowered his eyes slightly, and nodded slightly, which was probably a promise.

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Li Mo had already arranged the arrangement in the Buddhist hall. A screen was placed in the hall to separate Jiuru from Zhaoran. Zhaoran was inside, and Jiuru sat outside the screen.

Wang Zeng left two waitresses for Zhaoran. The backs of the two waitresses are wider than ordinary women, obviously they have learned martial arts and used them secretly to protect Zhaoran.

Zhaoran thought to himself, this Wang Zeng has some conscience.

He took his seat and copied a few pages of Buddhist scriptures, and then couldn't help yawning. When he looked up and saw Jiuru sitting on the other side of the screen, holding a Zihao intently copying Buddhist scriptures, he felt a little bad-hearted.

According to Zhao Ran's vision, Ru Niang's skin-skinned appearance is only average and delicate, but now that she looks a bit like her face, the elegant charm is [-]% discounted, and she can't even be considered average.

But Wang Zeng's heart is moved by such a middle-lower appearance, I'm afraid it will be easy to use against Jiu Ru, a little Buddha who doesn't know much about the world.

He rubbed his chin, and felt that teaching by example is worse than teaching by example. Taking advantage of the lonely man and widow, if Jiu Ru tasted the beauty of being together, it would be far more useful than talking about it himself.

Zhaoran turned his head and glanced at the two maids who were accompanying him, rolled his eyes and said, "It's too cold, you go and make me something to eat."

The maid was taken aback for a moment, they were all just bait, and they were just placed here to lure the demons into the bait, but she never thought that Zhao Ran would ask for something, but she still bent down and asked in a low voice, "I don't know what the princess wants to eat?"

"It's getting late too, so let's make it easy, steam a plate of fish, fry a plate of Mawu beans, and have a pot of Xianxiang tea. Let's go." Zhao Ran waved his hands.

The two maids looked at each other, and Jiuru put down the pen in his hand and said: "It is written in the annotations of the Northern Wei Dynasty Shuijing that a fish jumps over the dragon gate and crosses the dragon gate. If it crosses the dragon gate, it must be a dragon, otherwise it will be returned by the forehead. This is what Princess Yuyu pointed out. It’s a fat carp. Mawu beans are fried peanuts, and Xianxiang tea. The carp jumps over the dragon’s gate in front of it. Xianxiang tea probably refers to Longjing tea.”

Zhao Ran had no choice but to "tsk tsk" twice, thinking that Jiuru looked shy, but he didn't expect his brain to be so easy-to-use, he waved his hand and said: "Not yet, let's go together, let's have dinner earlier Get it ready for the palace."

The two maids hesitated for a while. They were the female guards secretly accompanied by the Fuma Mansion, but they were raised to protect the real princess, not the princess pretended to be by this low-class poor man.

So he hesitated for a while, and went out together, and was relieved to be able to get out.

As soon as Zhaoran saw them going out, he walked around the screen with his skirt in his hands, sat beside Jiuru and asked delicately, "Can Buddhist masters know how to read faces?"

Jiuru put down his pen, bent slightly and lowered his eyes and said: "The appearance is born from the heart, and the situation changes according to the heart. One person's fate is not destined by nature."

"Then watch the current situation."

Jiu Ru raised his head according to his words, and clearly supported his chin and winked at him twice, Jiu Ru's eyes were clear but his tone was calm and authentic: "Your Excellency's death is imminent!"

Zhao Ran was taken aback by him, the skin on his body was like a mother's, it wasn't that he was about to die, but he was completely dead. I didn't expect that little Buddha, Jiu Ru, really had some skills, so he didn't dare to ask him to look at him more, pretending to be angry Authentic: "You said I was short-lived?"

Jiuru said indifferently: "The court blooms for a moment, but only for a few breaths. The lotus in front of the Buddha blooms for a moment, but it takes a thousand years. Life is only between opening and closing, and there is no such thing as length."

"I heard from the morning that you can die in the evening..." Zhao Ran snorted, "If you want me to say that it is better to live than to die, to eat delicious food and drink spicy food during the day, and to sleep with a beautiful woman in a big quilt at night, so it is worth running on two legs world."

The words were not speculative, and Jiuru leaned slightly, then turned around and continued to copy the Buddhist scriptures.

Zhao Ran was not willing to let him go, stretched out his hand to hold Jiu Ru's hand and said with a smile, "Reciprocate, I have also learned a little bit about reading, so I will take a look at palm reading with you."

Jiuru's fingers are long and slender, seeing the words "nipping flowers and sharing tea" in his mind, he obviously doesn't look at palmistry. Asked with good intentions: "The one who copied the Buddhist scriptures is a disciple of the Buddha, so who is holding hands with the woman in front of the Buddha?"

"Buddha."

"What is the difference between this Buddha and the layman?"

"Buddhists won't be happy or sad just because a skin bag makes people touch it a few more times." Jiu Ru said with a flat expression.

"Oh!" Zhao Ran gritted his teeth inwardly, seeing this little Buddha's practice improved again after a few days, "Come on!"

He leaned on Jiuru's body, picked up his skirt, stepped on a white leg on the table in front of Jiuru, and exhaled into Jiuru's ear and asked, "Why don't you comment on this slave's dress?" Skin?"

Sure enough, Jiu Ruo felt a little uncomfortable now, and there seemed to be a blush at the base of his ears, and he was very proud of himself: "The old monster doesn't move, you compare with me?!"

There were footsteps outside the house, so Zhaoran had to quickly put his feet down, but he didn't have time to go behind the screen, so when the people outside the door came in, Zhaoran was sitting close to Jiuru.

Li Mo held a bowl of food in his hand, followed by Wang Zeng.

"I don't understand one of the Buddha's gatha, are you asking the Buddha for advice?" Zhao Ran said with a very thick skin.

Jiu Ru nodded slightly, and finally realized the obvious lie: "The princess asked the sentence "All appearances are vain, if you see that there are no appearances, you will see the Tathagata"."

"What is the princess puzzled about?" Wang Zeng asked.

Zhao Ran spread his hands and said: "People live in things, if what they see, what they hate, what they love, and what they love are all in vain, isn't it just like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, working in vain, what's the point?"

Wang Zeng frowned slightly, and Li Mo seemed a little speechless.

Jiuru nodded and said: "In life, what you see is not vain. If you cling to what you see, what you see is vain. What you get is not vain. If you cling to what you get, what you get is vain. What you hate is not vain. If you cling to what you hate, your hatred is vain; your love is not vain, but if you cling to your love, your love is also vain. Beauty is not vain, but if you cling to beauty and ugliness, your skin is vain in vain."

After going around in circles, after all, Jiu Ru was the one to preach, Zhao Ran was a little speechless, so he turned his head and said, "What did Lord Li send you?"

Li Mo, who was distracted, seemed to wake up: "The princess wants to eat carp. It's getting late and it's winter. I'm afraid I can't do it in a while. In case the princess is hungry, Tan Ning decided to give it to the princess first. You cooked a bowl of noodles."

Zhaoran didn't know that carp was hard to find at the moment, but it was just to distract the people around him, but unexpectedly, Li Mo and Wang Zeng were brought here.

"That's all, it's over." After all, Jiuru's face turned red just now, and the Zen foundation must have been shaken, and Zhaoran felt that there was no rush for a while, and he called for gold to withdraw his troops first.

Li Mo respectfully put the noodles in front of him, Zhao Ran raised his chopsticks, and suddenly heard a faint bell ringing, he couldn't help raising his head and asked: "Where is the bell ringing?"

The magic clock?

"It's my tower bell that is ringing!" Li Mo said with a surprised face, "Who is ringing the bell in the middle of the night?"

"Is there anyone on the tower?" Wang Zeng said.

"There is absolutely no one on the tower!" Li Mo hurriedly took out an iron key from the Buddhist box on the confession case and said, "The entrance to the bell tower is inside the Buddhist hall."

"What a rampant monster!" Wang Zeng pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

But Zhaoran thought that the monster looked stunned, or knew that there was a Buddha down there, so he rang the Buddha bell first to show his provocation.

As soon as they finished speaking, they could only hear the sound of "click, click, click" on the ridge of the roof. The dense density made people feel chills down the spine. Li Mo tremblingly said: "It's coming!"

A group... Zhao Ran thought to himself, no wonder Mrs. Li would eat so much that there was only one skin left.