Official match won't let me be beautiful [Comprehensive martial arts]

Probably because she hadn't heard a response for too long, Song Tian'er couldn't help poking her head out, pouted and said, "What's the matter?"

In the clear eyes of the little girl in the yellow shirt, the young monk smiled calmly, lowered his eyes and raised his hand, and slowly saluted: "The poor monk has no flowers."

Song Tian'er, who couldn't help but walk out of the cabin, was speechless.

Her round eyes blinked and blinked, and she probably also noticed that her face was slightly red, so she said: "It's just eyes, nose marks, and mouths..."

——Sigh, this girl is clearly obsessed, but Xiaozui still doesn't admit defeat.Bandit handsome only felt angry and funny.

"Of course it has two eyes, one nose and one mouth..." Chu Liuxiang shook her head and said with a smile, "Silly sweet, if you want to see something strange, you should go to Lu Xiaofeng with 'four eyebrows' instead of chasing us 'Seven Wonderful Monks' run~"

Song Tian'er curled her lips, smiled happily again, and shook Bandit Shuai's sleeve: "Okay, I've seen someone, and I'll tie it when I go back with you."

This made his words of admonition stuck in his throat, so he could only stretch out his fingers helplessly, and gently tapped the girl's forehead.

The young monk in moon white clothes stood silently on the shore, always with a warm smile on his face, as if his presence here was just a show, and everything else was irrelevant.

However, the Bandit Commander was not in a hurry to leave, instead he asked curiously: "Just now I overheard the girl saying that the Yulang Jiang Feng from the past still has heirs walking around the rivers and lakes?"

"No." Xinlan shook her head and said innocently: "Xiang Shuai, you either heard it wrong or misunderstood. I don't even know Jiang Feng, so how could I know that he has a son!"

Chu Liuxiang raised her eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"

Song Tian'er also pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

Xinlan smiled, and wrote lightly: "It's just that I happen to know someone. People in the world say that Mr. Yihuagong Wuque is quite the demeanor of Yulang back then. These two are about the same age and can be regarded as father and son."

Hearing this, the little girl in the yellow shirt glanced at the Qijumiao monk again, with a look of disbelief: "It's really good to see him, better than Zhong Hao, the master without flowers?"

Tie girl pondered in her heart: I have never seen anyone more beautiful than Hua Wuque.

He nodded very reservedly.

He was also afraid that the monk could not hold back his face, and that it would be a senseless cruelty for anyone to compare himself with the dude, so he added a sentence: "The master is a monk, and... shaved his hair, in fact, he is not suitable to compare with the world of mortals. People of the world are on a par."

Wuhua drooped her eyes, slightly hooked her lips, and said in a warm voice, "Your beauty is withered bones, my Buddha sees her heart, and it's not on the surface."

Bandit Commander suddenly sighed, and said in a deep voice: "I have seen the young man that the girl mentioned, just not long ago, in Baihualou... oh."

Xinlan was made a little uncomfortable by his inexplicable tone, and asked him along the words: "Where did he go...what did he do?" In fact, she wanted to ask more about which Baihualou, and she only knew of two places.

"Well, this..." Chu Liuxiang blinked at her, and said with a slight smile, "What else could be the reason for going to Baihualou? Sigh, the girl doesn't understand...Chu couldn't bear to tell it."

He made it clear what he meant.

Xinlan pondered for a moment, then snorted lightly: "I don't believe it."

So the bandit handsome touched his nose and sighed again.

When pulling Song Tian'er to leave, for some reason she suppressed a smile and said: "I thought the little girl was the most naughty, and she troubled the girl to take care of her, let's take a look..."

Tie girl made up her mind not to listen to Chu Xiangshuai's words.

Then the voice drifted into my ears: "Wuhua, luckily you are a monk, even though you saw the girl's feet, you don't have to be responsible... Amitabha—" The naughty Buddha's name had been poured into the night wind inside.

The bandit commander steps on the moon to leave a fragrance, and disappears after a few breaths.

Xinlan lowered her head and looked at her white and tender toe feet, which still had water marks on the smooth wooden board.She didn't look at the silent monk either, but rushed to the bow angrily to find shoes to put on.

Going back to the stern, she wanted to untie the rope and row the boat back the same way, but found that Wuhua was still standing there, watching her quietly.

"Master, is there anything else?" She was a little puzzled.

The monk shook his head slowly, twirled a Buddhist bead in his hand, and said softly: "Miss Iron, it's high tide at this time, it may be very difficult for you to paddle back alone."

She moved slightly in her heart, but smiled indifferently on her face: "Then I'll paddle back tomorrow, it's the same..." The girl shrugged nonchalantly: "By the way, don't monks always call 'almsgiver' Is it?"

There is neither sorrow nor joy in Wuhua's quiet eyes, and she is very out of the dust: "Although it is the first time I have heard it, but the poor monk knows that the girl has been obsessed too much in the world of mortals, and the pain in her heart is inevitable. I really can't bear it. If you want to come After a visit to the monastery, I, the Buddha... can meditate and resolve doubts for the 'almsgiver'."

Xinlan looked at him steadfastly, her lips pursed tightly.

After a long time, her eyebrows darkened slightly: "I thought I hid it well, but it turns out that I still can't hide it from the eyes of monks."

After a pause, the girl opened her mouth lightly, and pulled out a bitter smile: "Then, Xinlan will ask Master Wuhua to lead the way."

... The night is already very deep.

The mountain road is rugged, and it just so happens that as soon as I saw the narrow temple gate hidden behind the lush branches and leaves, it began to rain.

The girl followed the monk quickly into the temple.

The room was pitch black, Wuhua looked for lights and candles, and Xinlan stretched out her hand under the eaves to catch the dripping rainwater.

Seeing that the raindrops are as fine as strings of silver threads, lingering on the half-yellow and half-green leaves, only making a pattering sound, and listening to the thunderstorm that is no longer like a mighty thunderstorm in midsummer, I suddenly realized that the season is really approaching autumn.

During the period from the beginning to the present, it seems that she has not experienced anything, and it seems that she has felt too much... Maybe it is really like what the seven wonderful monks said, because she is too obsessed, and she is just looking for troubles.

The flickering candles approached from far away, and the copper base was held firmly in the monk's palm, and the swaying halo illuminated a distance of three feet, as if it also dispelled the slightest chill on the body.

Wuhua's soft side face is still full of the purity and compassion of a monk, but those deep black eyes seem to be stained with a trace of loneliness belonging to the mundane world by the scenery in front of him.

He sighed softly, opened his lips and read a poem, which was as pious as reciting a volume of Buddhist scriptures: "Yellow-leaved trees in the rain, white-headed people under the lamp."

——This time the artistic conception is extremely beautiful, but also extremely cold.

To teach an innocent girl to have to seek the wordless tolerance and comfort of her companions from the bottom of her heart.

Then Xinlan was just stunned for a moment, and asked blankly: "Why are there only me and the master in this temple? Where are the others?"

The young monk smiled softly, and corrected him gently: "Buddha is everywhere, and everything in the world is in it, so how can there be only two of us?"

After a pause, his expression became more relaxed, and he said slowly: "Benefactor, the secular world is so filthy, but in this clean place, you really don't have to be so...surprised."

A half-embarrassed and half-annoyed expression appeared on the girl's face, she lowered her head, pursed her lips and denied dryly: "I, I didn't."

Wu Hua just looked at her gently, just like the sandalwood Bodhisattva in the temple who is compassionate to all living beings and considerate to the world, exuding a long and peaceful fragrance.

People with obsessions in their hearts are always easily moved by gods and Buddhas.

However, this "Bodhisattva" made of jade and gold is still attached to the bright colors of living people, with the unique attraction of young men to the opposite sex...

And the girl in front of him...you don't have to be afraid, let alone hesitate, because he doesn't want you to pay anything, he just wants to accommodate you who are so lonely...

What a reassuring presence he is!

Xinlan's eyes lightly passed him, and looked into the darkness where the candlelight couldn't penetrate.

……

There is no doubt that Hua Manlou is blind.

He is very powerful, so powerful that he does not seem to be an invisible person.But riding alone on the road and encountering fork roads is indeed a troublesome thing.

Where there are people, you can still ask for directions. For example, when he was hesitating just now, a kind woman showed him the direction of Tie Xinlan... It's a bit strange to say that she was kind, after all, how could such a coincidence happen?In addition, the other party also handed over a gem and entrusted it to Iron Girl, and the message was also intriguing.

——Playboy, please tell Tie Xinlan that she owes me a favor this time.If I go to the capital in the future and wear a pair of red shoes embroidered with owls, and walk around the city wearing this tourmaline, someone will look for her.

What does the girl looking for iron do?Will be involved in any disturbance?

Hua Manlou didn't know whether the other party was intentional or unintentional, whether it was an enemy or a friend, but he never wanted to think too badly of others, so he thanked her... Now it's serious to find her.

So I galloped along the trail all the way to here, and there was no one in the surrounding area. I could only rely on my own excellent memory to constantly explore the road.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the grass is gradually flourishing in early autumn.

The little brown horse's hooves slowly trampled on the yellow grass that lacked water, and knocked down patches of knee-high weeds, but he didn't bother to lower his head to take a bite.

The old man who was tending the girl's horse beside him was very worried, and advised it: "You should have a bite, otherwise the girl will come back and see that we starve you, old man, how can I explain it!"

But horses naturally don't understand human speech.

Chestnut let out a breath from his nose, lowered his head and chewed the fresh grass leaves under the tree due to the stagnant water, and spit it out again, as if he lost his temper.

The old man in the inn was so anxious that he slapped his thighs and shouted: "You, you... You are a half-sized pony, why is it harder to feed than a human being!"

Ma'er liked to ignore him, but the very sensitive Hua Qigong caught a little bit of his words.

So he drove the horse to follow the sound, clasped his fists and said in a loud voice: "Old man, excuse me! May I ask how to get to Jingyun Inn? How far is it from here?"

"Jingyun Inn?" The deaf old man couldn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again, and even wanted to show how to write that word - which is of course useless to Huamanlou, without pen and paper, unless the other party writes the word Write it on him, or carve it on wood.

Young Master Jinyi got off his horse and walked over: "Yes, it should be quiet and quiet, cloud of clouds, I came after a girl, she looks..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man in the inn shook his head again and again: "No, no, I don't know any girls. We don't have any little girls in yellow clothes with two braids in our inn!"

Mr. Hua Qi was silent for a moment, and smiled slightly: "Old man, don't worry, what I'm looking for is not a little girl in yellow clothes, let alone two braids... The girl I'm looking for is very young, but not Not small, she..."

The innkeeper realized that he had made a slip of the tongue after he finished speaking, and was annoyed at his own mouth, but he was a little relieved after hearing this, and listened suspiciously to Mr. Qingjun in front of him to continue.

Hua Manlou paused for a moment, just because she realized that she couldn't tell the exact dress of Tie Xinlan, so she could only say in a low voice: "She is very beautiful and has a nice voice, you don't need to see it with your own eyes to know that she is very pleasing girl……"

——He suddenly felt some subtle disappointment due to his blindness, obviously this kind of emotion has not appeared for a long time.

"Oh, I know who the young master is talking about! That girl's surname is Tie? It must be, I have never seen such a beautiful girl... Oh, it happens that the old man also hopes that someone will stay in the temple. The girl is back, and look at the horse she entrusted to us..." The old man said happily, and there were some meaningless complaints in it.

Hua Manlou had been patiently listening to the old man's words, nodding his head from time to time, trying to analyze and integrate the news about Tie Xinlan.

Hearing the end, the little brown horse who was bored and grazing ran over in response to the occasion, swung his head and sniffed his scent, just like when we first met...

Then, Lizi tilted her long neck and opened her mouth.

——He took a bite of Hua Qigongzi.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2714:50:29~2020-07-0114:57:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Yue Niao; 3 bottles of Wu Cheng Cheng;

Lou Lou is too miserable, the chestnut bit the wrong flower!

Even if you bite Wuhua who is trying to PUA Lanlan!

In fact, this woman is Xiao Mimi.