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Chapter 9 The ancient temple shelters from the rain

These people also acted very neatly, and soon after they entered, they walked out.

"My owner agreed, you can go in. Don't walk around in the wing room in the backyard, you can only move outside."

Xu Yuanbao sneered and said as if no one was around: "Your Majesty is easy to see, but the little ghost is difficult to deal with. The doorkeeper is a vicious one, but the master is a good person."

"Little fat man, I advise you to accumulate virtue, otherwise there may be a bloody disaster." The big man was obviously used to being arrogant. Although there were many people on the other side, he was unwilling to endure Xu Yuanbao's mockery.

Xu Yuanbao was still retaliated, but was pulled by Hou Xuanyan and took people into the temple. It can be seen that this nameless ancient temple was once a large temple with a lot of incense. Just one Grand Prix Hall could accommodate hundreds of people. In addition, the mountain gate hall next to it and the Maitreya Buddha Hall next to it, more than 2,000 people were more than 2,000 people.

The Buddha statue in the hall was disrepaired and was already ruined. The Buddha's treasure was solemn, but unfortunately he lacked his arms and legs, and his signature earlobes also fell off.

Hong Yizhuo, a Taoist priest, had no awe of these people. He approached Hou Xuanyan and said thiefly: "Young Master, we are all wet, and we may be cold. It's better to remove the doors and windows, make a fire to keep warm, and dry clothes."

Hou Xuanyan pointed and said, "Good idea, you will take people to other halls, and you will demolish them all, and make a fire and cook."

Looking up at the Buddha who had seen through the appearance, Sakyamuni always looked calm and gentle. Thinking of his Indian identity, Hou Xuanyan put his hands together and said, "Brother San, I will lend you the wood in your temple. Speaking of which, these are all made up of our Ming trees. If the people of the Ming Dynasty want to use it now, I won't be polite to you."

Hong Yizhuo laughed loudly after hearing this, and tears were almost flowing out. He is worthy of being the eldest son of Hou who was taught immortality by the Eastern Prince Fuding. He is so funny when facing the Buddha.

Everyone worked together to dismantle the incense wood of the temple and start a fire in the temple. They gathered in groups of three or five, and set up a bonfire to cook dry food. They took off their wet clothes, baked by the fire, and started chatting along the walls.

Aside Hou Xuanyan, a thick village soldier looked at the heavy rain outside the hall, and showed a look of remembrance on his face, saying, "In the past, I stayed at home and didn't have to go to the ground to work."

"Brother Niu Er, you don't have to go to the ground, what can you do when you hide at home?"

"Hehe, I beat my wife on a rainy day, and I am idle. When my wife saw it raining, she was so obedient that she could not be more obedient. She used some unwilling methods of serving people on weekdays." After saying that, known as Niu Er, she suddenly felt a burst of sadness and pain. She half-closed her eyes, pretending that she was asleep, shutting up and not speaking.

A thin man opposite him said, "I used to make some handmade gadgets, but in this kind of weather, I couldn't go out to sell them. I just brought a few kilograms of pork head meat, and my dolls were waiting for me at home with saliva. Hey! Who doesn't praise my girl doll for being handsome and smart? They all say a phoenix flew out of the chicken coop."

Hou Xuanyan held a bowl of corn porridge and sighed. Whether it was Niu Er's wife who was wronged or the handsome daughter of a craftsman, Jiu CD had already died. The Qing Dynasty entered the Central Plains, but it was not as light as the history textbook. In Yangzhou alone, 800,000 Han people died in the massacre. More than twice as many as the Nanjing Massacre.

This was an unprecedented disaster, a successful Japanese invasion of China. For the people of this era, there was no ethnic integration, and these Tartars outside the pass were no better than the Japanese invaders.

In the wing room not far from them, two identical slim figures walked out, holding two umbrellas. Under the cover of the oily umbrella was a girl in short clothes. She was holding her hands behind her buttocks, her tight waist was swaying in the wind, and she tiptoed on the phoenix tail embroidered shoes and jumped into the rain, and walked towards the Main Palace.

Dozens of men with straw raincoats followed closely behind, full of style.

The girl was wearing a small vest made of two pieces of cloth on her upper body, which was originally imitating the two armies in the army. She looked heroic and handsome. The two maids who held umbrellas for her were soaked in a clear way, and their delicate figure was undoubtedly revealed. As soon as they walked into the hall, the men in the hall were all straight. More people were inferior and dared not look up. There was only a thumping heartbeat, accompanied by the hot and wet wind, which made people breathe rapidly.

"Who are the leaders?"

The girl's voice was crisp and beautiful, but her tone was quite cold, as if she was not kind to the person.

Hou Xuanyan deserved it, stood up and said, "What do you think of a girl?"

Looking at the dozens of men behind her, all of them were straw raincoats, straw hats, and a tiger's back and bear waist. Hou Xuanyan thought to himself that this woman's background is probably not simple, and she may be a noble relative in the south. She is about to go to the small court of the Southern Ming Dynasty. If she makes a good relationship with them, it will be convenient to do things.

The girl looked him up and down and was quite satisfied. She was not a disgusting person. Hou Xuanyan was also a pretty young man in Jiading. With his preconceived ideas, he left a good impression on the girl.

"We don't have much food, so I want to borrow some from you."

These words were clearly asking for help, and they were said from the girl's mouth, and it seemed to be natural. Hou Xuanyan was stunned for a moment and had an illusion that the girl in front of him came to borrow food to give him great kindness.

After reacting, Hou Xuanyan was suddenly angry. Even if you are the emperor, you wouldn't be this attitude, right?

Besides, although I brought a lot of food, my future is long and I don’t know when I will escape. No matter how much food I have, I have to save money. After all, at this time, the landlords’ family have no surplus food.

"As far as we go out, we are all the people of the Ming Dynasty, so it is appropriate to help each other. But we don't have much surplus food, so we can't help."

The girl stammered her fair and slender neck and waved her hand back. A man in the straw raincoat threw a package over. The things inside the package looked very light and fell on the bluestone floor of the treasure hall, making a cracking sound. Hou Xuanyan didn't move, only Xu Yuanbao's big yellow dog went over. After smelling it, he bit a corner and found that he had no interest, so he shook his tail and walked away.

Looking along this gap, it turned out to be a bag of silver. This bag of silver was placed in the ordinary season and it was enough for a medium-sized family to buy food for a year. But now the war is in chaos, especially on the way to escape, it is even more difficult to buy grain and rice. Hou Xuan's eyes rolled and said, "It's not a matter of money, we really don't have much."

The girl's face changed slightly, and Hou Xuanyan immediately said, "But since we meet, it is fate, especially in this ancient temple, it is a good fate. I will take out some points to the girl. We are the remnants of Master Jia Ding. If you have the chance in the future, I hope the girl will take care of her."

Having been able to throw so much money at will and having such an outstanding temperament, Hou Xuan's performance determines that the other party is not an ordinary person. If he escapes to the south, if he is a relative of the superior, the investment will be worth it no matter how you look at it.

The girl's face changed slightly when she heard about Master Jia Definition.
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