150. Wei Qing

In the concierge, the monk only talked about the Green Willows finding people to solve the cause and effect. On the surface, everything was as usual, but in fact, Bao Zhengshan, who was trembling, dared not ask too much.

When he came out, Cao Si was already more restrained and asked respectfully: "Zen Master, which one should we look for in the city?"

First, he was called a great monk, and later he changed his words to Master, and this was called a Zen master again. Ordinary people change three times a day, but this is the case.

The fat monk smiled as usual: "Besides, if you walk far, you should ask for a bowl of tea first."

He took Cao Si back to the teahouse, and the middle-aged man asked for two bowls of osmanthus tea to drink.

When Bao Zhengshan plucked up his courage and ran over, he didn't care that the master was present, and he whispered to the fact that Monk Xiu Ji called himself the fifth level of Earth Immortal and came to find someone.

Aunt Shang and the chess-playing god Zhen Yao was also scared.

Aunt Shang also learned from her son, called the City God, and sent a message to Tu Zhuang, Zhao Tong, Master Dong, and Grandma Chen. She asked Bao Zhengshan to see the wine Taoist. If she was not drunk, she would invite her to accompany her. She also asked the daughter-in-law Miao Xiu, the tea doctor, to change to Longshan tea and brew a pot.

The city lord was not at home, and after the city god passed the message, soon after the ninth-level immortals went out on three streets.

On Dongzheng Street, Tu Zhuang walked vigorously and later arrived first, crossing the Jiudaoren and Bao Zhengshan who had just left; on Xizheng Street, two garment shops and restaurants, went out at the same time, but their tiles were pedaling quickly, and after a few breaths, they threw Old Man Zhao far away; on Beitong Street, Old Man Dong was unhurried.

The new tea was brewed, and Tu Zhuang, Grandma Chen had rushed to the front of the tea shop, slowed down and stepped in.

Aunt Shang picked up the teapot, took an empty tea bowl, walked to the monk, poured tea into the bowl, and asked, "Thank you for your hard work in the mage, I don't know what it's worth to go to my small town of Green Willow?"

The pottery shop was close to him, and the wine Taoist also arrived drunk, but did not enter the door to talk to him. He just leaned against the teahouse door and burped gently. Bao Zhengshan followed him and buried his head in eavesdropped.

A strong man came in one after another, and the fat monk smiled: "It turns out that you are the master's family! But don't worry, the monk has no malice. He came to your city to find the lay Buddhists of the four sects who were in trouble twenty years ago because of the fault of this temple. He just apologized for forgiveness. When he came into the city, he had met several people and did not want to be far away. He didn't know that the unjust case had rebelled, and when he saw the monk, he was frightened again."

Outside the teahouse, the drunken wine Taoist asked in surprise: "Why are you crying?"

The origin of the villagers of Simen, including Aunt Shang, Old Man Dong, Tu Zhuang, and Zhao Tong, who know the truth about "desecrating Buddha" and the lord of the city lord still hides the situation from that person.

The real master is here now.

Now Wei Qing, Bao Zhengshan and others have mostly started their families. Lady Lu sells the rouge made by the city lord's mansion, and everyone is at ease. As the rookie has calculated, it is certain that after knowing the truth, they will scold the city lord for being unscrupulous and cheating people, but how many people really want to leave?

Knowing that Aunt Shang couldn't make up his mind on a big matter, Old Man Dong also sat down: "Is the monk here to pick someone up?"

Smelling the smell of tea, the monk didn't touch the bowl, and smiled bitterly: "When the case broke out, the old land of his four sects had been flattened. If he wanted to resolve the cause and effect, he could move back. This temple will help him and others to rebuild it."

You must forget your resentment before you can move back.

The descendants of the four sects who survived were really afraid of the temples in the Buddhist Kingdom. However, because of that unjust case, thousands of lives were compensated and they had to escape. Who did not die there? If you look into it deeply, why didn’t you hide the overwhelming hatred?

The fear at the moment is just because of lack of ability.

A hundred years later, if a practitioner who can speak with a straight waist, should he come to the Waer Arhat Temple and ask for an explanation?

At that time, can we settle the unjust case and wrong case in the temple?

Outside the door, Bao Zhengshan's sobs were getting louder and louder, and gradually he cried loudly.

That guy is ugly, and his appearance when he cries is even more shameful!

Cao Si sat next to the Earth Immortal Monk, looking honest, not daring to ask or speak, but his eyes were circling around and staring at the teapot in Aunt Shang's hand.

I have heard of it a long time ago that Longshan tea is five leaves per pound, and I sit at the same table as the Earth Immortal, why can’t I have a bowl of drinks?

She was not born to her, and she was both a thug, so Aunt Shang looked down on her family!

Over there, Dong Ce asked again: "Why should the great monk ask him to abandon hatred and forget his grudges and erase the cause and effect?"

This revenge is indeed not easy to be eliminated. The monk sighed: "When the case was decided, the monk was also a witness. He was guilty and had nothing else to repay. He only came to his house to apologize for gifts and money, and could not repay anyone's life, and the rest would be fine!"

There were footsteps on the street, and Bao Zhengshan ran away crying and went to report the news with his companions.

After sending a message to Aunt Shang, when she nodded, Dong Ce said, "The monk wants to find out clearly. This Green Willow City is the cause and effect place of Daluo Jinxian. Don't cause trouble, and you will do it!"

Monk Xiu Ji clasped his hands together: "Dare you not obeying your order?"

Mrs. Shang replied: "The master thought he would stay for a long time, but the city, the concierge, the celestial guest house, and the guest house were all managed by Simen Village. The monk may not be able to move in, uh."

Cao Si finally intervened: "Live in my house!"

When Aunt Shang looked over, he smiled and said, "I am a middle-aged man and I have a good house at home."

Last year, his family had a fight and was specially treated to guests. Now there are weeds growing again, but it is not difficult to live in this monk and only pack one room out.

Aunt Shang thought about it, apart from Cao Si's desire to curry favor with the benefits, it was quite appropriate, so he nodded: "Is the mage willing?"

The fat monk said, "When I was a human immortal, I was an ascetic monk, and I had a rest of the eaves and caves in the city. I could get a tiled land, and I didn't dare to pick it!"

"Then please let the master do it yourself. My son is not at home now. If you have any questions, you can also talk to Master Dong and Mr. Tu!"

Before she left, she left the teapot on the table.

Cao Si was happy and drank the osmanthus tea in a bowl in one sip. He even chewed the tea leaves and reached out to lift the pot. He didn't want the fat monk to hold it down: "Donor, you must also prevent it from being weak and not being replenished."

In front of the earth immortal, Cao Si had no temper and had to smile embarrassedly: "I'll take it here to get it for the Zen master."

The monk ignored him.

From this day on, Cao Si led the fat monks to apologize.

There are many villagers in Simen, and each family only goes to one household. It is really hard to earn a reward from the middle-aged man.

Moreover, when the monk lived in Cao's house, Cao Si curled up and offered more attentiveness, he would not get any benefit except for the middle-aged man's rewards he promised at the beginning.

He took out the Qionghua Dew, smiled, turned around and went out, and bought a large jar at the winery.

In front of the carriage and horses, the monk sat quietly for a day. People were not afraid of him anymore, but the old men stopped going out to bask in the sun and let him sit till dark. No one cared about the rest coming in and out.

When they came to the celestialis in the rain, they waited for the merchants who had stopped last night to leave, and Brother Yuwen closed the door and did not do anything this day, letting the monk get wet all day.

The same is true for bathhouses and guesthouses.

When he arrived at the Rouge Shop, Mrs. Lu brought up a bucket of feces and placed it next to the monk who was sitting in peace. She turned around and couldn't come out again.

The owner locks the door and goes out whenever the houses live in the alleys.

Other flower shops, fish and bird shops...

All are like this.

But the monk was stormy and rainy, and he sat down a day until dusk before leaving. He took Cao Si to the restaurant to eat and drink without any discouragement.

On this day, Wei Qing's wife, who was still in confinement, asked the man to change his son's diapers early in the morning. She changed her clothes clumsily. She began to recite every day: "Marrying you three sticks can't beat a single thing. I'm a bad thing for eight lifetimes. I have to wait for a long time to ask for a bowl of hot water. How could I take it to my heart and treat it as my own family? You know that the bitch has already learned the magic with the old people in the public school? You are so precious, hiding it, just nodding."

It happened that Cao Si had already led the monk to come along Dongzheng Street and pointed at the house that he was from Simen Village. The monk sat down outside the door and shouted: "Landit, monk, come to apologize!"

Without him calling, Wei Qing knew that he could enter the courtyard and was surprised that his wife had a rare smile on her face.

First, I went to the outer shop, took the carved wooden crane, and then turned it back to the inner courtyard.

Wei Qing moved into the city for more than a year. Although he knew each other, Cao Si never talked to him. He only knew that the cold one was cold. When he saw the shop and turned into the inner room, he thought that he was like another family. Zen Master Dixian wanted to sit for a day in vain.

The left and right had already led to the door, and the rest was not related to Master Cao's affairs, so there was no need to accompany him. He said, "Zen Master, you are busy. I will watch Master go to the restaurant and meet him in the evening."

When the monk nodded, he walked towards the restaurant.

The fat monk is not a man who doesn’t care about meat, but he likes to eat vegetarian food more. It just so happens that the restaurant shopkeeper has the skills, and most of the meat he ordered is worthy of Cao Si.

In fact, there is no need to take advantage of the ground fairy's table, restaurant, or restaurant, Cao Si can eat and drink with his face, never spend money, just be careful not to let the rest of the wine be fooled by his master.

But for the sake of the rogue, when you have something to eat from the earthly immortal, sit together with the seat, and praise your mouth backwards, you have to wait every day.

Back in the backyard of the wood carving shop, Wei Qing hugged the baby in the swaddled baby away from his mother.

Seeing him holding the baby, holding a scabbard in his hand, the young woman on the bed asked, "What are you going to do with useless things?"

Wei Qing held the child, put the sword next to the table, put the wooden crane carved by himself into the edge of the swaddling clothes, put the cold face over, and put the baby's face on it, and finally spoke: "Do you know that I had already advanced to the ninth level before the New Year?"

On weekdays, I can’t hear a man say a word. Today I rarely speak, but it’s surprising. My wife was happy first, but then dissatisfied: “What are you hiding me?”

Wei Qing said: "Because you know, you have to go to Kun Dao Mansion to show off first. After three or five days, you will be able to revive the old situation and become unfamiliar. What's the point? You can't afford to lose that person!"

These words made his wife's eyes almost burst into flames. She held her up from the bed and asked sternly: "Why did I lose you when I feed the dog wood?"

Wei Qing turned his back to the woman and put the child on the table, looking a little reluctant, and said, "I just regret that my family is blind and I am so unlucky. I just have to make trouble with me. It's nothing, but the remaining blood of the Wei family will be raised by this long-tongued shrew, and I must become a useless person!"

The woman was so angry that she was so angry that she jumped out of the bed with barefoot, wanting to steal the child.

Wei Qing did not look back, but the sword next to the table was suddenly left with only the sword sheath.

The next moment, the sword light flashed.

Punching through the woman's head, breaking her throat, shattering her tongue, teeth, and then penetrates out of her mouth.

There was only a "hoho" sound in her throat, and she could not make any other sounds.

Still facing his back, Wei Qing said again: "I gave birth to a baby for me, but I killed you with my own hands. I'm sorry. If I don't die today, I will run away and burn paper for you every festival. If I die, bury it together and let you curse it!"

The woman put one hand on his shoulder from behind, but she was already weak and could not move.

When she fell completely soft, Wei Qing raised his head: "City God, please tell Mrs. Shang that it was her son who made me wait here. Please help me raise my child, so I won't owe you!"

After saying that, he no longer cared about the child on the table, his eyes turned cold again, he picked up his sword and went out, kicked his feet, jumped high, and then fell down, and his feet were already on the bluestone slab outside the pavement.

The sword was moved in the backyard, and the earthly monk on the street was already shocked.

When Aunt Shang, Jiudao Ren, Tu Zhuang, Dong Ce and others were all at home when they were warned by the City God.

Wei Qing took action suddenly, and no one could save his wife. When he confronted the monk, he didn't know who to help the imperial treasure came.
To be continued...