Duan Nuxia who has the throne [Comprehensive martial arts]

When Duan Yu entered the city, it was still early, but the city had already been decorated, shop owners, cart vendors, all decorated every corner with magpies, spiders, red silk ribbons, concentric rings, and other decorations characteristic of Qixi Festival.

Some restaurants and teahouses even bring the exquisite steamed fruit to the street to attract customers.

However, Duan Yu's family didn't taste it either.

money!

Although Qiao Feng helped her save a piece of silver by treating her to dinner at the beginning, but didn't she buy Wang Yanyu a small steamed stuffed bun later on, naturally there was even less left over.

Naturally, Uncle Wang at Mantuo Villa didn't treat her badly, to be precise, he treated her quite well.If there is any need, on the second day of her arrival, an embroiderer will come to tailor the clothes for her, and on the second day, she will send exquisite clothes, shoes, and jewelry one after another.

When you eat in the villa, you have your own kitchen. You can order whatever you want. Just mention something for fun, and someone will deliver it. It can be said that it is almost as comfortable as at home.

However, at the same time, like when she was at home, she naturally didn't need to spend money on everything.

Therefore, she really forgot for a moment that she didn't have much money on her body, and she had to save it to buy lanterns at night.

However, if you have money, you can play with money, and if you don't have money, you can play without money.

In the afternoon sun, it was warm. Duan Yu spent a few copper coins and bought two baked pancakes. He went to the place under the big tree at the side of the street, where the crowd shielded the keywords. It's not that there's anything exciting and new.

I don't know if it's her illusion, there seem to be very few girls on the streets of Hangcheng today, and I don't know if they are all dressing up at home and preparing for the festival.

However, it's not—

"Madam Ling also went to Lingyin Temple today?" A man in a date red shirt squatted by the root of a tree and asked.

"That unlucky woman, she didn't even cook food yesterday, and I picked up her nose and eyes. I can't bear it. I got up early today to make noodles and steamed cakes. It took a lot of hard work. I didn't even realize she made a mistake. This is preparation." Let’s celebrate the festival together, and it turned out!!!” The man in the green shirt buried his head and hammered the ground, “I went to Lingyin Temple early in the morning!”

"Mrs. Zun has always had a straightforward temper. Maybe she didn't think about you for a while, but she still lives with you." The man in the date red shirt comforted.

"Brother Li, what is this?" Another man in Tsing Yi said, "I'm miserable. Today I wanted to invite Wanniang to have a lantern festival at night, but I didn't know until I arrived at her door. She had already asked my little sister to go to Lingyin Temple. Li's gentle and soft words are very affectionate to Brother Zhang, but today he bluntly said that he is impatient with Mr. Zhang."

"What are you guys?" Another month old man in white shirt said with a wry smile, "Yesterday my wife came home and she kept the soles of my shoes until midnight. No matter how much I tried to persuade her, it took me only three needles in a month to make a pair of shoes for me. , Now for a monk, it can be done in the middle of the night." He yawned, "Sorry, sorry, I really didn't sleep well."

"Tonight, if you haven't eaten yet," the man in the green shirt said, "I, I'll go to Yue's house for dinner."

"I'm afraid, brother Li, your father-in-law, we share the same illness with you." The man in the date red shirt said.

"Fortunately, the Wuhua monk left after the Obon Festival, but for a few days, everyone can only bear with it." Yuebai said.

"Hey~" The four of them sighed in unison.

Duan Yu listened for a long time, only to hear the words dripping with tears from the man, it was really miserable, he couldn't help being curious about the monk of Lingyin Temple in that topic.

How did this monk manage to look like a modern idol?

Looks!

So, can it still be because the scriptures are well said?

Monk Wuhua is indeed a good-looking monk.

Duan Yu, who was originally standing on the periphery and accidentally squeezed into the crowd, nodded appreciatively.

He has a beautiful face, three-dimensional features, under the warm sun, even the bald head that does not grow grass, is very fair and round. It is really the best-looking monk Duan Yu has ever seen.

"Guangmu has heard it, weeping and weeping, and Baikongjie, may my mother escape from hell forever." The gentle and jade-like voice clearly spread throughout every corner of the square.

This internal strength is also quite remarkable.

Duan Yu believed that even if he stood at the gate of the mountain, he could hear every word clearly as if he was standing in front of a monk.

The fourth part of the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vows Sutra" is the fourth item of the karma of all living beings in Yanfu. Forever away from the three evil ways and the suffering of the lowly and female body, in front of the pure lotus-eyed Tathagata statue, only those who make a vow to purdue the three evil ways and all sinful retributions can achieve enlightenment.

Because the main character is a woman, this story is indeed very suitable for this occasion. The monk told it eloquently and explained it elegantly and clearly. They are still willing to stand still and listen.

The surrounding area was even more so. Although there were many audiences in the temple at this time, the entire square was silent. Even if the crowd was crowded, it was silently crowded, which was much higher quality than the fans of modern Xiaoxianrou.

If Jiumozhi had grown up like this back then, Duan Yu thought about it and thought that he would at least hit him less.

However, it is really hard work for the monk to grow up like this and come out to speak at the altar.

Not only worked hard for him, but also worked hard for the female Tanyues, Duan Yu was a little confused,

Wuhua, Wuhua, this master obviously understands it very well.

How dare this master's master let him out, isn't he afraid to let him out properly, and won't be able to take him back?

Or is it that Shaolin Temple's finances are already in such a difficult situation?

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Duan Yu always feels that the monk seems to look in his direction more often than the other two?

The monk on the Dharma altar finished talking, saying that it is time for questions, and if you have any questions that you don't understand, you can ask them.

What kind of question? Duan Yu looked at the female benefactors around, each holding something and preparing to rush forward, and felt that this speech might be worth an idol concert.

Now that the scriptures were finished, Duan Yu slipped out of the crowd while everyone was preparing to ask "enthusiastic" questions.

As a result, during the lantern festival at night, Duan Yu saw this eminent monk again.

The monk stood beside the pagoda lamp in the Buddhist temple, and his face became more crystal clear and jade-like under the light.

that's it

It is no problem for Lingyin Temple to join in the excitement of the whirling world of mortals, but it is a bit too much for this lamp to be placed next to the marriage tree.

Although the marriage tree is a fake, but the Buddha's salvation of all living beings is not like this.

Beside the Marriage Tree, the little brother who sells tags and sympathetic knots has to be overwhelmed by all the female tan yue, and also has to face the dismal business, what kind of mourner and happy man is he.

Duan Yu originally wanted to go to the scenic spot to check in according to the general travel heart. Seeing such a grand occasion, even a warrior like her can only stay away.

Then, after walking around the city, holding the gadgets in his hands, and the rabbit lantern he guessed in the riddle, when he walked to the edge of the West Lake, Duan Yu was touched by a thief in his purse, and then met Monk Wuhua for the third time.

At that time, Duan Yu was in a daze when he felt that someone would tear off his purse and run away.

At this time in Hangzhou City at night, among the people who are still walking on the street, her purse is probably the lowest. After buying all kinds of gadgets in miscellaneous places, there are only a few in her purse A few copper coins—that is, the money to buy a few steamed buns.

It's so unreasonable that someone wants to steal such a purse that looks like it has nothing in it!

Duan Yu got lucky with lightness kung fu, but it's a pity that among the crowd, he couldn't use it well, the kid in front was a habitual offender, his lightness kung fu was not bad, although he didn't lose his chase, he still chased him for a long distance.

When he saw her catch him, that guy threw the purse towards her, and while she was picking it up, he ran into the alley next to him, and left a very arrogant ending: "Little poor, a little bit, a little bit!" ~"

It wasn't until this time that Duan Yu realized that the boy was not a child, but a dwarf.

At this moment, Duan Yu heard a string of zither sounds.

In a pavilion not far ahead, a man in white wearing a bamboo hat was playing the piano.

Duan Yu has good eyesight, so he can see at a glance that it is Monk Wuhua, just covering his eye-catching bald head.

It seems that the monk is tired from the platform, and he rests here to vent the pain of being forced to open for a day.

Glancing at the shiny ssr in the system, it was also miserable, Duan Yu shook his head, turned and left.

Don't bother, don't bother.

. . .

Before this, for Duan Yu, the business of abducting and selling only existed at the stage of knowing that there was such a thing. However, on the night of Qixi Festival, in a crowded street, she saw with her own eyes an honest man dressed in plain clothes. , bent down and hugged the child looking at the sugar painting and left.

Duan Yu followed without hesitation.

The business of abduction and trafficking has never been done by one person, it must be committed by groups with dens.

It was a house slightly away from the main street. The gate was a normal-looking well-to-do family. The traces of the house were old. I don't know whether these people lived here or they were staying here temporarily.

She searched the three-storey houses in the front yard and backyard one by one, and only found the trace of the hidden child in the woodshed in the backyard.

This group of thieves seems to have gained a lot today. Many children have been locked up in the house. Eight boys and two girls are all tied up and motionless. I don't know if they have passed out.

There were only one male and one female guards in the room, Duan Yu took a look, there were only two n's, there was no need to worry at all, so he was going to go straight down and fight for justice.

At this moment, she was suddenly held down from behind by someone. The person didn't know if he was used to it. He pressed the person with one hand and covered his mouth with the other. His movements were smooth without any pause.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a villain." The man almost pressed her ear and spoke in a breathless voice.

villain.Can you still call yourself a villain?

But just now this person approached, Duan Yu didn't notice at all, if it was really a villain, she would probably be cold by now.

Duan Yu rolled his eyes, and quietly opened the system to check.

The golden ssr+ almost blinded her titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, and that agility value, is it true?Is this level of agility still human?