From the Great Chief Temple, Zhang Yang was a little confused. I didn't know where I should go next. This feeling made Zhang Yang a little crazy, but he could only walk on the street at will.

Now that it is approaching the year, Chang'an City is still very lively. With the crowd, Zhang Yang walked aimlessly while thinking about things.

"Oh!"

After being hit, he lowered his head and lowered his head. He was half -lying on the ground. He was a thin teenager. He looked at himself with a look of resentment.

"Dead monk, don't you watch the way?"

Zhang Yang watched him shouting at his arrogance, touching his baldness innocently, and said to the boy,

"The poor monk feels that his hairstyle is very good. Do you have any opinions? I am a monk and I am proud. Shi Jian's mouth is a" dead "word.

In the poor monk, hum, do you think that the poor monk as a monk must be good and compassionate? "

Originally, the scream of the teenager had attracted the attention of many people. After all, the habit of watching the lively would be reflected in everyone, but when he heard Zhang Yang said so, especially when he was a monk,

Passenger's face is a bit bad!

Could it be said that even the monks representing the Buddha and Bodhisattva have become such a bully? This cognition is more angry than seeing a person who is full of evil.

It made them feel that the previous belief behavior was completely a fool! This idea made them very angry and criticized the indifferent publicity.

When the teenager saw people accused Zhang Yang, he immediately showed a grievance expression on his face, and the thin and trembling body, the eyes of the complaint, showed people a dare to say a dare to speak, suffer from others, dare not dare to dare not dare

The role of the resistance.

Obviously, the teenagers are successful. Everyone puts the accusations on publicity. It looked like a very handsome little monk, but what I didn't expect was that the heart would be so poisonous, not like a disciple of Buddhism at all!

"What do you want?"

Looking at the teenager's grievance, Zhang Yang didn't move at all, and said coldly.

"This monk is so rude, and it is so arrogant to knock everyone down.

"That is, in the future, the old lady will not go to the incense, even if I go to the incense, I will not give them sesame oil money. Look at this monk, the ingredients on my body, oh, that is the incense money we dedicated to the Bodhisattva, that is our hard -working

Money! With our money, still bullying us, is there such a reason in the world! "

"Mrs. Wang, you are right, why didn't I think of it, think about it, it is really such a reason. Thanks to your reminder, his father is going to be willing to send them silver for a few days. I can

I have to remind him that it will be sent to these Buddhist doors! "

"Oh, that is, looking at this monk, it is really domineering, this boy is so pitiful!"

"That's it, that is, in the world, people's hearts are not ancient!"

... ...

When the teenager heard everyone's words, the joy of joy on his face could not be concealed, and his eyes turned around. At first glance, he was a good and good boy.

"This master, although you do n’t watch the road when you walk, you will knock on the ground down. You do n’t want to investigate it, but now the feet are sprained, can the master be sent to the medical hall?"

Speaking, the teenager exposed his ankles. At a glance, everyone saw that the ankle had become red and swollen like a steamed bun, which was particularly full. Of course, the color was not white.

As soon as this iron certificate was exposed, Zhang Yang became the target of everyone's eyes. Looking at his eyes, it was like a blade. He was very shocking!

Hum, this monk is really not a good bird!

See how pitiful and sympathy this boy is!

It was not intended to be investigated by being knocked to the ground. What tolerant was, and after finding that he was injured, he only asked Zhang Yang to send him to the medical hall to heal the injury. What a normal request?

The monk did not even lift up, and let the teenager sit on the ground. Do n’t you know that the ground temperature is already very low now?

Sure enough to be poisonous!

"You monk, and there is no human nature, it is the shame of Buddhism!"

Listening to the condemnation of everyone, Zhang Yang didn't say anything, but just looked at the boy on the ground with a smile, but his eyes were cold.

It seemed that he was very afraid of Zhang Yang's eyes. The boy shrank his neck and whispered, "Let's forget it, you don’t need to send it to the medical hall, go down yourself!"

Speaking, trying to stand up and walking. Although the injured feet hurt, the teenager still clenched his teeth and walked firmly.

Everyone admires this teenager. Look at it. After being injured, this is so tolerated. What a persistent personality, I do n’t hold public responsibility, and even the cost of medical expenses.

How generous, how much this is, how much money is like dung!

Although they are a kind of people and have a kind of instinct for gold and silver, they do not prevent them from admiring this teenager. It is quite a hermit!

As a result, the teenager walked step by step in the respect of people's respect. The back seemed to have a layer of Phnom Penh, which looked so holy, so noble!

However, there are always people who are playing the mouse shit in the pot, the nails in the eyes, and the thorns in the meat.

And now, Zhang Yang is playing this role.

"Oh, do you want to run like this?"

Zhang Yang's voice was very light, but the people around them heard it, because they looked at the boy with a respectful gaze, and they were serious and silent.

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Therefore, Zhang Yang became the object of crusade of everyone, staring at the white -eyed beads and looking at him, as if his appearance was a disgusting person, and deeply hurt Zhang Yang's desire to get love.

It's just that all his eyes are given to that teenager. He is dissatisfied with the condemnation of everyone, and he pretends to be invisible. If you want to talk about the thickness of the face, Zhang Yang is also a master -level!

"You, what do you want to do?"

Hearing Zhang Yang's voice, the teenager's body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground. The middle -aged uncle quickly stepped forward to support him, and he did not forget to give Zhang Yang a white eye.

Zhang Yang cried and laughed. What are you angry? You must know that compared to your old man, I am afraid that the teenager would hope that the cardamom girl next to him came to help him. Isn't this the opportunity to pick up girls?

Child! Zhang Yang felt a pity for that teenager. Look at the somewhat dissatisfied face, hey, this is just God!

"Don't you know?"

Zhang Yang raised his brows and looked at the teenager teasing. It was just that he was very depressed today. After such a pastime, how could Zhang Yang let it go easily.

"What do you know about it? Even if the master is a disciple of Buddhism, you can't slander like this! I have planned to be able to do everything in the next way, how can the master be killed!"

"Well, slander is slander? It’ s a big crime, but the poor monks ca n’t afford it. By the way, is n’t your legs injured, this is a compensation for you! "

When I heard Zhang Yang said that, the look on the face was slow, and the teenager's face quickly flashed a touch of joy, but when he saw the things that Zhang Yang took out, he stiffly on his face.

"Well, this is the silver for you!"

To put it, Zhang Yang took out a piece of broken silver from the money bag he took out, about two or three silver, this is a lot, everyone is very satisfied. It seems that this monk is not so extinct!

"You, this, why is this money bag in your hands!"

The young man was shocked, and he stretched out his hand to pat his pocket quickly, his face suddenly changed, and it was suspicious to look at Zhang Yang's eyes.

"What, do you do not be less?"

"That's the money bag! How can you be in your hands! Give me back!"

The words of the teenager made everyone stunned. Is this a monk a little thief?

Ah, it is simply defeated, slag! Everyone has no tolerance, no need to bear it, it must be attacked!

"Oh, this is indeed the money bag of the owner, but there is a question of the poor monk who wants to ask."

"Since it's the money bag, why don't you pay back, I don't know what the problem wants to ask?"

"What the poor monk wants to ask is why the money bag of the poor monk is in the arms of the master!

Well!

Zhang Yang's words made everyone's movements, and looked at the teenager. Sure enough, under the young man's placket, there was indeed a corner of a money bag.

Looking at the young face's pale face, did you say that this monk is true?

The situation has changed, and everyone is a little safe.

Wang Xiaonian was extremely sad and angry. It was not a good day to go out today without watching the yellow calendar. It was too unlucky!

I saw Zhang Yang a monk, showing the money bag half -pull, the drum, which made him very eye -catching. Since he was so rich, why not help him, so there is a look with Zhang Yang.

Collide.

The craftsmanship was good, he successfully brought Zhang Yang's money bag to his arms, and was still excited there, but he didn't expect to be knocked to the ground by Zhang Yang, and he had to sprain his feet unlucky. This

I can't run anymore.

However, Wang Xiaonian had a clever brain that made him very proud, and instantly thought of the way of response, so there was the scene that everyone saw, but he did not expect that when he retired, he was retreating, and he retired.

Zhang Yang knew his tricks.

Therefore, Wang Xiaonian was sad, and he was obtained by others!

The body is constantly trembling. This time is true. This monk is obviously a ruthless character!

"Okay, everyone has been watching it lively. If you know what's going on, let's go away, go back to each family to find your mother!"

Looking at Wang Xiaonian's grieving face, Zhang Yang had a good deeds to evacuate the crowd. Now that he has proved his innocence, Zhang Yang did not intend to continue to slap this teenager.

He didn't want to let this teenager hang on a sign, a few words on the book, ‘I am a thief, welcome to watch’, the thief is also human, and he has his own dignity!

Zhang Yang has forgotten selectively. The crowd who just watched it already knew what was going on. Seeing the eyes of the teenager were full of contempt.

However, at least he didn't let him swim the street for three days, it is still very kind! Zhang Yang felt that he was really a qualified monk. He had a bodhisattva heart.

However, if Wang Xiaonian knew what Zhang Yang thought, Baozhu would hit the wall with his head to see the shame of Zhang Yang!
To be continued...