Boom-----Boom-----Boom!

Several bells rang, and the novice monks began to see off the returning pilgrims.

People began to walk back one after another, and a pair of young people swimming upstream quickly caught the attention of a young novice.

He separated from the crowd and ran over to persuade: "Donor, it's getting late and Jiming Temple no longer accepts pilgrims. You'd better go back quickly."

Accommodation is available at Jiming Temple, but reservation is required. Pilgrims without reservation do not have the right to stay overnight.

"Little monk, call your abbot's assistant to come over. I have an appointment with him!"

"Female donor, our temple does not allow female guests to stay overnight. You..."

Liu Xianglian angrily hit the young monk on the head: "Go if I ask you to go. I won't let the person in charge come and see what's right or wrong. What's the point of having to write ink here?"

Liu Xianglian was worried. If she didn't hide it quickly, I'm afraid it would be difficult to recover from the incident on Jilong Mountain!

He is not a villain, so he will not destroy himself by talking too much.

The young monk was only about eleven or twelve years old, two years younger than Liu Xianglian. He also grew up in a monastery and was taught to be kind to others. Now he was bullied. He was stunned on the spot with tears in his eyes. He didn't know what to do.

What a reaction.

"Go, Xiao Linzi, I don't realize why you are so bad. How can you bear to bully such a young child? Little master, don't argue with him. I will get you some sesame oil money. You can quickly call your abbot's assistant to come over. I

There is something urgent!"

Baochai took off ten taels of silver from his purse and stuffed it into the little monk's hand. The little monk stopped crying and ran away without a trace.

"Xiao Linzi, don't worry? Our luck won't be so bad!?"

Baochai smiled confidently, turned around and slowly moved down the mountain with the crowd.

Liu Xianglian understood and spoke to Baochai side by side: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry."

"A friend of mine told me that the more dangerous it is, the more calm you have to be; the more difficult it is, the more you have to face it head-on! Otherwise, the danger will not pass, and the difficulties will come again! You must have rarely suffered before, right?"

"You're really right!"

Liu Xianglian sighed: "I really haven't suffered much before!"

Looking back on the past, the biggest hardships I endured were the pain of falling out of love and the pain of studying. From childhood to adulthood, although I was not wealthy, I was definitely not poor and difficult. I am afraid that the life was countless times better than that of most wealthy households in this era.

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In feudal society, the upper limit of people's enjoyment was high, but the lower limit was also low.

It is impossible for ordinary landowners to eat white flour steamed buns all year round, not to mention that they can occasionally have a big meal to improve their food.

Liu Xianglian thought about it for a while and said, "I'm afraid it's much better than you imagined."

Baochai smiled and said: "Bragging, is it possible that you are still a relative of the emperor? You must know that many things of the emperor's relatives are provided by our Xue family. Is there anything I can't imagine?"

Liu Xianglian looked at the competitive Baochai with amusement: "Let's not talk too much now. There will be plenty of time when we settle down. Bao Ya, did anyone except the little novice monk notice us just now?"

"It's quite a lot. I'm afraid it's too late to silence you."

Baochai chuckled: "Don't worry, Jiming Temple is the friendship temple of Master Zhitong. He is half an abbot. No one has the guts to make trouble here. Don't worry, let's hide for a while, but you will be embarrassed again."

If you turn into a flower, they won't find you."

The young novice monk was very fast, while Baochai and Liu Xianglian slowly followed the flow of people before they had gone four or five hundred meters when they were chased back by Xiao Shanmu.

"Donor, benefactor, wait! May I ask if your surname is Xue? Xue who has a good year of heavy snow?"

"Little devil! Where did you hear those bastard words? My surname is Xue, and it's not a good year with heavy snowfall. Let me tell you, assistant abbot, if you talk nonsense in the future, I will stop half of Jiming Temple's material supply!"

The little novice was so frightened that he cried when he heard this: "Good sister, good sister! I won't say anything anymore. Please punish me. Don't cut off our supplies! Every winter, if we cut off our supplies, there will be nothing to eat!"

"Can we live now?"

Baochai looked at the little monk funny and saw that he was still crying and threatened: "If you cry again, I will really take it seriously!"

The little novice monk covered his mouth with his hands and sobbed: "Donor Xue, I won't cry, you... I will listen to you."

"Let's go and lead the way. I'll give you double this year."

The clouds turned clear in an instant, and the young novice saw Sister Xue, who was more kind than her relatives, happily leading the way, with Baochai and Liu Xianglian following behind.

"It's good to have money."

"Then it depends on where to go! I also have a protective golden Buddha that was consecrated by the great monk Zhitong. Do you want to see it?"

When the little novice monk heard this, his feet stopped, and then his steps became more brisk.

No wonder the abbot’s assistant almost killed himself with his eyes when he heard that he had killed a female guest with a gold lock!

It turns out that she is the God of Wealth of Jiming Temple, the Phoenix Treasure Girl of the Xue family that Master Zhitong praised so much. She is indeed the God of Wealth grandma. She doubles her words and makes this winter better.

"Milk of the God of Wealth... Bah, bah, bah, sister Xue, here we are, this is your exclusive meditation room. The assistant said that the vegetarian food will be prepared for you in an hour."

"You go ahead!"

The little novice monk disappeared with a "whoosh".

It can be seen that it is quite stressful for him to accompany these two distinguished guests.

"Is this your exclusive meditation room?"

Liu Xianglian looked back and forth at this rather unique building. It was a half-mountain courtyard, half of it was backed by a mountain, and the other half was built as a courtyard. As soon as you entered it, there was a big Zen character engraved on the entrance, and further inside it was like entering.

A small and carefully decorated royal garden was built, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, quiet and elegant.

Four or five guest rooms are connected together, and there is also a small pavilion with a Go chess set.

No matter how you look at it, this is a mountain villa!

I don’t know how these monks were willing to spend so much money to build such a sensational thing.

"It's true that money can make all the difference. These monks will build you a golden body and worship it day and night."

Baochai chuckled and said: "Screw you, they won't have a villa like this aesthetic building. I found someone to build it myself."

"Tsk tsk!"

Liu Xianglian exclaimed: "Whoever is lucky enough to marry you will really marry a golden mountain! It must have cost a lot of money to build this villa."

"When I do things, I never do stupid things! Using local materials and swapping spaces, I spent some money and donated some sesame oil money while Jiming Temple was being renovated, and bought it for myself! Flowers!

Money depends on how you spend it, spend it wisely, and give it to the right person. One tael of silver can be used as a hundred taels!"

"I admire it! Which room can accommodate people?"

Liu Xianglian asked as she walked around and touched the row of small houses.

Baochai blushed: "Except for the middle one, which is mine, you can use the rest as you like, but you can't change it once you choose it!"

Then I would like a room that is a little further out, so that I can get an early warning if there is any movement.

The shape and structure of this row of houses were built along the mountain, resembling a crescent moon. Liu Xianglian was pointing to the protruding tip of the crescent moon.

Baochai hesitated to speak, but finally did not say anything.

I thought to myself: He saved me. At this time, I am talking about the difference between men and women. I don’t know what he will think. Besides, Mr. Lin’s character should be pretty good!

And what if he grew up in Shangougou and didn't have this concept? If he had reminded him like this, wouldn't he have been reminded?

"Well, the novice monk who will come to serve the dishes will come soon. You have to put on a monk's robe first. I don't have men's clothes in these rooms. It should be more concealed if you change into clothes."

"Sister Bao is still thoughtful, I get it! I've been exhausted today. My waist and back are sore. I'm going to be really tired now. I'll take a rest first!"

Liu Xianglian returned to her room and fell on the bed. After a while, she heard the sound of light snoring.

Baochai smiled lightly and stepped forward to look into the room. When she saw that Liu Xianglian was not covered with the quilt, she fell down and fell asleep. She wanted to open the door and go in. She put her hand on the door and hesitated for a moment.

Move, or leave.

Sitting on her embroidered couch, Baochai thought about everything that had happened today, laughing sometimes, feeling annoyed, and wringing the handkerchief with a red face and not daring to look at anyone.

This stay lasted for more than an hour.

"Sister Xue, sister Xue, it's time to eat!"

It was still the little novice monk. Baochai looked out through the window. He happened to see the little novice monk who was thinking casually and quickly put a smile on his face and called him.

The obviously reluctant and helpless look was so cute, it made Baochai cover her mouth and laugh.

Pushing the door open and going out, he raised his voice to the young novice: "Okay, you don't have to worry about it anymore. Go and find me two jars of midsummer cold dew from the wine cellar, and you won't have anything to do? Tell your abbot, I promise you."

I will take care of things this year. This is all your fault. Tell him not to punish you anymore! Otherwise, everything that should be done will be gone!"

"Oh, long live Sister Xue, Benefactor Xue! I'll go right now!"

Yes, Baochai also has a wine cellar here, and the collection is the midsummer cold dew brewed by the legendary Lao Du. Who is Lao Du?

It is rumored that the wine master Du Kang is a descendant. No one cares about whether he is the descendant of the wine master Du Kang. In short, there is no other person who can brew wine in the whole Zhou Dynasty.

After receiving Baochai's amulet, the little novice monk laughed sincerely this time.

After a while, he came back with two jars of wine. With Baochai's approval, he left happily.

As for whether it was appropriate for the beautiful Sister Xue to bring a man here, he didn't care at all, and no one at Jiming Temple cared. They were all monks and didn't follow the rules of the world, as long as they had food to eat.

, there are good fields and tenants, even if they are given to the emperor, they will not change them.

After Liu Xianglian fell asleep, her snoring sounds were very rhythmic, louder and quieter, like several chants with a regular rhythm.

At this moment, Baochai had enough reason to gently push open the wooden door of the room, and tiptoed towards Wanliu Xianglian.

Liu Xianglian, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a burst of rustling. She was startled, closed her eyes and fell asleep. She felt that the movement was getting closer and closer to her. She suddenly opened her eyes and rushed towards her, touching her waist with her hands.

go.

Seeing that the person coming was Baochai, Liu Xianglian was shocked. She quickly braked and wiped her hand on her waist, but did not take it back.

"Boom!" There was a sound, and Baochai bumped into each other.

"Ah----! I'm going to die, it hurts so much!"
Chapter completed!