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From Liujiazhuang to Beijing, a monk took two portraits to identify when he met everyone.

The two paintings painted a man and a woman respectively. The appearances were very similar when you looked closely, but the hair buns were different. I don’t know if they were twins or they were originally the same person.

This day, we arrived in Chongyang County again. Because by the end of the year, the transactions everywhere were closed, and people outside rushed home, and the New Year goods were almost done, so the streets were quite deserted.

Only the shops opened by locals and some doors are open, and there are also uncluttered transactions.

There are three or five tables in the small teahouse, and the fire in the stove is quite strong, and a few idle people gather around the fire to drink tea.

Occasionally someone passes by in front of the door, and it becomes the target of this person's character evaluation.

Especially when someone's big girl and wife walked over, she wanted to see her heels from the top of her head.

"Zhu Zhenshi is really a good life. Xu Xian can still get such a beautiful and tender woman!" A bearded idle man smacked his lips and said, "Why don't he exhaust himself from the bed?"

"You have hair on your mouth and you don't have any morals. You deserve your wife to be thick and black." Someone dug up his shortcomings: "Be careful to be reincarnated as a pig in the next life."

"Take your mother's shame! It's the same for everyone to turn off the lamp!" Bearded cursed: "Your wife is so thin! She's so thin that she's not as fat as she's going to get hit."

"If you don't want it, give it to me!" The shopkeeper came over to add water and took the opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful that the boss slaps you." Everyone laughed at the shopkeeper again.

"It's so bad that I'm so unlucky. Why did a monk come over? I said why I'm not doing well today and I keep losing money." There was a gambler in the store who lost all his money in the first half of the day, and in the second half of the day, he was in the teahouse because he had no money.

The Great Xia Kingdom worships Buddhism, and most people always pay tribute to monks when they see them, except those who like to bet.

They hate meeting monks the most because monks often beg for alms, and gamblers can't help but feel that this will ruin their wealth.

"Old Wang, you are the only one on the street, so I'm afraid you're here to beg for alms." Beard smiled and said, "Send him away as soon as possible, otherwise your wife will have to take care of tea and food when she sees you."

While he was talking, the monk had already entered the door. Because the wind was strong, he had covered his face with his wide sleeves. He only showed his face when he entered the room. He looked so handsome.

The shopkeeper came up to greet him: "What fate do you want to make a difference?"

"I am looking for someone," the monk said, taking out two portraits: "Please see, have you seen it?"

Several people gathered around and looked at the portrait.

"Who is this?" He bearded close to it: "Are you a lay brother or sister?"

"I probably haven't seen it before, if I have seen it, I will remember it." The shopkeeper looked over and over and said, "It's nothing else, just this look can make people unforgettable."

At this time, the gambler who was farthest away spoke: "Is this the most important person you are?"

The monk stood up, and everyone didn't understand why a coarse monk robe could make him look extremely handsome and elegant.

"Yes." He answered neatly.

"I have never seen that man." The gambler took a sip of tea and said halfway.

"Then have you seen this woman?" The monk's voice trembled and he quickly walked to the man.

"This cannot be told in vain." The gambler looked like a rogue.

"Are you crazy poor?!" Someone immediately felt unfair: "Take money from monks!"

"Where do you talk too much?! Go home and hug your fat girl and go to sleep!" The gambler glared at her eyes, and his beard unconsciously shrank his neck.

A person who loses the eye can be desperate, but he really doesn't dare to force himself to the end.

"How do you want to say it?" asked the monk.

"I won thirty taels last month at Guangcai Gambling House. I thought I could have a fat New Year," the gambler sneered, "Who thought that this little girl would win all the money on the table after she went in. If you want to give me thirty taels of silver, I will tell you the details."

The gambler actually planned this in his mind. Even if he didn't get thirty taels, he could always get a few taels of silver. Although the monk had no money, he wouldn't have no money.

Who would have thought that when he said this, the monk immediately took out a silver note from his arms and gave it to him, and the top was shaky one hundred taels!

Everyone in the room was stunned. The gambler woke up first, grabbed the silver note and tucked it into his arms. He wished he could open his mouth all at once and say the situation that day: "Master Buddha, sit down, Rong Xiao said in detail. It was the eighth day of the winter month. I saw that life was good, so I went to gamble early. That day was really good. I won thirty taels in half a day.

Just as I was about to stop and have a good meal, who would have thought that this woman... the woman came in. She was dressed quite well and looked handsome. When she entered the door, she said she wanted to take a few gambles because she had been covered in money.

There were a few people who were winking and even joked about her. She was not annoyed. She took off the fox cloak on her body and put it on the table, saying that she would just take this as a pretext. Someone asked her if she lost this, would she still bet? She said that she would take one more item.

People immediately started to clamor and wanted to watch the fun. Therefore, more people ended up, and almost everyone bets.

I took advantage of my luck and bet ten taels of silver. Who would have thought she would win as soon as she took the money and wanted to leave. But how could we let her go? She would have asked her to gamble again, but who would have thought she would have won again?

Of course we didn't want to let her go, and there were a few people who wanted to do it. Unexpectedly, she was very weird. Before she could touch her clothes, she fell to the ground and was unconscious."

"What happened later?" the monk stared at him and asked, afraid of missing a little.

"Later... she took the money and took the child..."

"She got the child? What kind of child?!" The monk immediately interrupted the gambler.

"He is a girl, four or five years old," the gambler used his hand to draw the child's body: "He looks like a pink... Alas, think about it carefully... he is a bit similar to you... monk."

When the monk heard this, he couldn't tell whether he was stupid or crazy.

He seemed to be struck by lightning, his body was shaking and he was about to pounce on him at any time.

"Master Buddha!Master Buddha!" ​​Everyone shook him and shouted, "What are you saying!"

The gambler was afraid of causing trouble, so he stood up and walked and said, "You can see that I didn't do much. He also gave this silver note voluntarily, not me."

As he spoke, one foot had already stepped out of the threshold.

"Stop!" The monk seemed to have regained his mind: "Tell me where they are going?"

"Just..." The gambler pointed to the southeast: "He went to the direction of the capital."

The monk walked over and grabbed the gambler.

The gambler was so scared that he screamed: "Let go! All I told is the truth."

The monk not only did not let go, but grabbed it tighter, and took out a handful of silver bills from his arms with his other hand.

"Give it all!" He said, stuffing all the silver notes into the gambler's arms: "These are all yours!"
Chapter completed!