Xu Yunchuan also held two pairs of marriage stones, and his quality was naturally not as good as that of the morning, but he also carefully selected it and looked good.

Xu Yunchuan looked at Yan Qing with empty hands and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Brother Yan, have you traveled thousands of miles to send swords to your lover? Since you have come, you should bring some gifts to her. This marriage stone is not expensive, so you must know that girls love these gadgets..."

Yan Qing shook his head and sighed: "I have said so many things. The Red Bean Girl is not my lover, we are just friends."

Wu Que said a little contemptuously: "Where does a man and a woman have a friend? It is clearly a relationship that comes and goes in ambiguous way, but both parties are unwilling to say it out loud. I understand men like you best."

Xu Yunchuan also agreed, "No, good, Brother Yan is exactly the same as when I was young. He always likes to flirt with flowers but is afraid of roses with thorns." As he said that, he patted his chest again and said, "Today I will teach you not to care whether a woman cares with thorns. Let her go first. If she stays, wouldn't you have another lover? Anyway, you are not a loss. You are the city lord, and some beauties are embracing you, and not those one or two...tsk tsk!"

Wu Que smiled and said, "As far as I know, Lord Yan has a very unique taste. I love the kind of woman who has a deep hatred for her. It's really interesting..."

"Oh?" Xu Yunchuan pulled Yan Qing over and said with a smirk: "The common problem of men is that the harder it is to get, the more I want it. I know this very well, but City Lord Yan must be careful. No matter how strong a man is, he will not be able to use any strength after a night of love and happiness with him. If she wants to kill you at that time, then you will be in danger."

Yan Qing was too lazy to speak and thought that love could be put aside for the time being, but now he was disappointed and felt upset.

He thought, if he had been having a happy night with Yu Yu'er, what would he do afterwards? With the temper of that silly girl, she could not kill someone and lost her innocence, and she would probably have to snare the white silk around her, and she would have to die.

He murmured in his heart: I can't bear to let that silly girl die like this...

"Hey hey! Look at whom I saw in front?" Xu Yunchuan raised his hand and looked out and exclaimed.

Yan Qing looked with the flow and found that he had walked to the intersection of this long street without realizing it. At that time, most of the afternoon had passed. Most of the pilgrims who burned incense and listened to the teachings turned back to the inn from Datong Ming Temple to rest. Looking around, there were traffic and endless flow.

At the intersection of the street, a monk in a torn dress was sitting cross-legged under a pavilion. He folded his hands together, as if he was chanting Buddha's scriptures, but he could not tremble.

Isn’t he the ascetic monk who came from the sea of ​​clouds?

"Hasn't he left? Why did he appear here?" Yan Qing murmured.

Xu Yunchuan took out the telescope and saw it clearly. He smiled and said, "It's interesting and interesting. That monk is actually buying things at the intersection of the street!"

"Buy something?"

Xu Yunchuan said: "Yes, do you still remember the golden Buddha pendant hanging on his chest? It's just selling that thing!"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows and thoughts, thinking of the monk's chest. Judging from the quality and size, it should be a valuable jewelry.

"This Buddhist inn cost amazingly. This monk must have no money to stay in a restaurant and eat, so he was willing to sell his belongings."

Xu Yunchuan first made an analysis, and at the same time walked towards the street with Yan Qing and Wuque.

Of course, some people like him. These passing by are pilgrims and believers, and it is perfect for him to choose to sell them here. In addition, this golden Buddha is a treasure, so in a short while, more than ten people gathered around him and asked for the price:

"Master, how do you sell your Golden Buddha?"

The monk looked silent at first, and only waited until the crowd surrounded him before he slowly opened his eyes. He first looked at the golden Buddha on the ground. He seemed calm but reluctant and helpless, and heard him speak softly:

"Amitabha, this Buddha pendant is the only inheritance left by my Jiyun Temple. Ten thousand taels of silver are sold here."

As soon as this statement came out, as many as 90% of the people who watched the fun first dispersed. The remaining ones really wanted it and believed that this thing was inherited. They naturally stayed to bargain.

Halfway old man said, "You are only twenty-four or twenty-five years old, I will tell you that since you were thirty-five years old, I was enlightened by a monk to become a nominal lay disciple. After fifty-seven this year, I have a 22-year-old Buddhist relationship. In terms of qualifications, it should be earlier than the monk." After saying such a long article, he finally said one sentence: "Since this Vajra Pendant is a heritage, it should not be measured by money. Why not just buy it for me to protect this heritage for you?"

The monk must have a hidden secret in his heart, and only said, "Amitabha, if the inheritance can be kept, I will not be sold at a low price. Although my Jiyun Temple is a down-and-out temple, where is the Buddha in his heart? If there is no need for gold and silver, I will definitely not sell it to blaspheme the master."

At this time, another middle-aged pilgrimage looked like a wealthy and wealthy man, with a pair of shrewd eyes, like a businessman. He walked forward and bent down to pick up the golden Buddha on the ground, but the monk's reaction was fast enough, and the pilgrim was stopped as soon as he took action!

The pilgrim was in pain and hurriedly shouted, "Oh, Master, please let go, I'm just considering the Golden Buddha, and I have no other intentions."

"Amitabha Buddha, the golden Buddha is pure, you can see it from afar and not be fooled by it. It is not a goods, but a heritage." After the monk said that, he let go of the pilgrim's hand.

The pilgrim was very dissatisfied, so he pointed at the Golden Buddha again and said, "Master, you obviously put out the Golden Buddha and bought it, and said that he is pure and not a product. I think you can buy it for me by pound."

The monk shook his head firmly, and did not send it at a glance, but he just didn't buy it.

The pilgrim still insisted: "Master, you think this is what you think. I think you are made of at most five taels of gold. In terms of principal, 50 taels, and in terms of exquisite craftsmanship, I will give you 500 taels; and to the inheritance you mentioned, I will give you 1,550 taels! Total of 1,550 taels, how did I buy it?"

It was already a sky-high price for buying a golden Buddha pendant of unknown origin for 1,500 taels to see other interested guests. Just when everyone thought the monk was about to take action, he saw him still shook his head and insisted: "Ten thousand taels are always waiting for someone with destiny."

"Master, you can buy your golden Buddha in all major gold and silver stores, at most only one hundred taels of silver. Your ten thousand taels are too high. I think no one can afford this whole street..."

The pilgrims were each frightened by the sky-high price, and after a while, there were no more people watching the fun.

The monk was not impatient when he sat, and closed his eyes again, falling lonely under the sun and the wind.

Yan Qing and Wuque were not leaving, but Xu Yunchuan was making noise, and the sunset was almost setting. It was time to eat meat and drink.

"Brother Xu, I always feel that following this monk, I can eat wine and meat." Yan Qing smiled.

Xu Yunchuan winked and said, "Don't scare me, this silly monk must not be a wine and meat monk!"

Yan Qing shook his head and greeted Wu Que: "Let's go and see his ten thousand taels of golden Buddha."

Wuque was very happy to move forward, so Xu Yunchuan had to follow him and called out, "Hey, are you going to buy that fast golden Buddha, right? But only fools can buy it!"

Everything in this world is relative. If a fool sells it, there will naturally be a fool. Yan Qing wanted to buy this piece of golden Buddha and make friends, but unfortunately, his only 1,000 taels of silver notes also bought a marriage stone for Wuque. Now that he is short of money, he really has no money.

Yan Qing and Wuque stepped forward, without saying a word, but sat cross-legged on the monk and looked at the monk for a while.

The monk opened his eyes quietly, looked at them without surprise, and then slowly closed his eyes and asked softly: "Are you two here to buy the Golden Buddha?"

Yan Qing smiled lightly and said, "So many people just asked about the price and origin, but now I am different. We are asking why you want to sell this inheritance."

The monk seemed to have a hidden secret. He hesitated for a long time and said, "No matter the reason, just do business. If you don't buy it, please come back."

Yan Qing shook his head and said, "Master, this is wrong. In our eyes, the weight of your golden Buddha is only worth a few taels of gold, and the reason is worth tens of millions of taels!" He asked again, "You think you don't?"

The monk opened his eyes again and looked at Yan Qing for a long time. After confirming that his sincerity was true, he said two words lightly: "Save people."

"Oh? This person's life is worth ten thousand taels?"

“Not.”

Yan Qing was really funny: "You monk is so stupid. You don't know how much her life is worth, so why do you sell the inheritance to save her? What if you can't save it?"

The monk's heart seemed to be poked into pain, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and there seemed to be decades of unquestionable sorrow buried in the regret. He whispered: "I have been looking for her for ten years, and I can't think of anything else to save her. What else is there except money?"

Wu Que said at this time: "There are many ways to save people. The most straightforward thing is to kill the person who harms people. Your martial arts are so high, it is definitely not difficult to kill some people."

Yan Qing then retorted: "Hey, no, right? How can a monk kill someone if he is a monk?"

Wu Que pursed his lips and said, "We are not monks."

Yan Qing's eyes turned and said, "Then we can kill people, or we can kill people for this monk, and then rescue the person we want to save for him."

Wu Que sighed, "Oh... I just don't know if this monk does it..."

"Don't do it!"

The monk refused and grabbed the golden Buddha on the ground and was about to leave, but at this moment, an eight-carrying sedan chair stood in front of him and stopped him.

The sedan chair was rolled with bead curtains and made of red silk yarn. It was grand and gentle. There were also a few maids with jade faces next to the sedan chair, even the maids were dressed in brocade clothes and jade, let alone the owner of the sedan chair.

Yan Qing wiped his nose, Xu Yunchuan also sniffed, and Wu Que rubbed his nose.

"The smell of a woman." Xu Yunchuan was intoxicated by just hearing it.

Yan Qing smiled confidently: "What? Have I lied to you? Isn't the woman here?"

"I should be a young woman." Wu Que said affirmatively.

"Oh? How do you know?"

Wu Que smiled and sneered: "I can also smell the fragrance and recognize women..."

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Chapter completed!