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072. Beautiful monk

At the end of the day, Yan Shiba made arrangements for his trip and was busy. By the time the carriage arrived at Feiyan Town, the sun was almost setting.

Su Liang barely slept a wink last night. She was drowsy while sitting in the car when she suddenly heard a yell, "What a bald donkey! How dare you steal money! Someone, let's catch the thief!"

She opened her eyes, lifted the curtain and looked outside.

There was a lot of noise in front of him, but his bare head stood out among the crowd.

The commoner monk had his back to Su Liang, and his face could not be seen.

A fierce-looking man was holding the monk's collar, and behind him stood a young woman with evasive eyes.

"A monk still steals? He must be a fake monk!"

"Looking at his thin skin and tender flesh, I think he is Monk Hua!"

"Report to the official!"



Originally it had nothing to do with Ning Jing and Su Liang, but the strange incident of "a monk stealing money on the street" attracted many onlookers, who made a lot of noise and blocked the road.

The large carriage they just changed today will not be able to pass for a while.

Su Liang thought that he would just wait, and the people dispersed after a while, but saw the monk being pushed and turned around. Seeing his appearance, Su Liang was startled for a moment.

Saying "fine skin and tender meat" is no exaggeration.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he is thin, fair, and has exquisite facial features. Even with a bald head and a coarse monk's robe, he can still be called a "beauty." However, when he was pointed at, humiliated, and abused, he did not defend himself, and just clasped his hands together.

, chanting sutras in a low voice.

This scene is quite dramatic.

The devout little monk and the noisy crowd around him seemed to be separated into two worlds.

But Su Liang didn't know the whole story, didn't know whether the stolen money was true or false, and had no intention of getting involved.

Just as he was about to lower the car curtain, he heard Ning Jing say, "His hall has turned black."

Su Liang:......

There is no need to ask, "How do you know the monk is not trying to kill someone?" because there is no way to know at this moment.

And Su Liang officially promised Ningjing to "do things" for him.

The "button" that triggers the mission is what Ning Jing calls "Yintang turns black".

The monk who was chanting sutras was pushed to the ground by the big man, and many people surrounded him and trampled on him.

If he doesn't resist or run away, he might be beaten to death in the street.

After all, the law does not blame the public. I am afraid that the big man did this on purpose. After arousing public anger, everyone took action together. If the monk died, he could shirk the responsibility.

Su Liang jumped off the carriage, separated from the crowd and walked over, "Stop!"

No one listened.

She looked helpless and pulled out a knife. She ducked to the big man's side and put the knife on his neck, "Stop it!"

Many people didn't notice how Su Liang appeared, as if he fell from the sky.

After a moment of silence, someone immediately accused Su Liang, "What are you doing? This fake monk stole money. Are you an accomplice with him? Or do you want to do anything with him because he looks good?"

As soon as this was said, there was a burst of laughter.

Su Liang looked over and saw that the person who spoke was an ugly man with a big mole on his face. With his words, it was hard not to suspect that he was so "just" and was jealous of the monk's beauty.

The monk was stepped on on the face and his clothes were torn.

He slowly stood up from the ground, looked at Su Liang, his eyes were calm, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha..."

Su Liang didn't give the monk a chance to say anything else, and asked the big man coldly, "You said he stole money, what evidence is there?"

The big man had a knife held to his neck. He lost his arrogance, but still held his head high, "He stole my wife's money! My wife said so!"

The young woman hiding in the corner saw everyone looking at her and muttered, "I was buying steamed buns, and that monk stole my money."

The monk heard this and sighed.

"Where's the steamed bun seller? What did you see?" Su Liang asked.

An old man was pushed out, but he waved his hands repeatedly and said he didn't see anything.

"Did you steal her money?" Su Liang asked the monk.

The monk didn't answer, but closed his eyes and recited the sutra again.

"You blocked my way and are now dispersed. If the monk steals money, go report it to the official." Su Liang said coldly.

Because of the knife, the big man nodded quickly, "I'll take him to the county government right now!"

Su Liang put away the knife and said in a cold voice, "The new county magistrate, Mr. Mu, is wise and selfless. He will never let the bad guys go, let alone listen to anyone's words and slander the good guys!"

Su Liang's last words were spoken while looking at the woman. She flinched, grabbed the big man's arm, and begged, "Mr., it's only three cents, forget it."

But the big man frowned, "I can't forget it! Three coins is not money?"

"Let's go to the county government office." Su Liang had already noticed that the woman looked wrong and might be lying.

But the woman panicked and held on to the big man, "No... you can't go!"

If you steal three pennies, even if you go to the government, you won't be punished too much. You'll be locked up for a few days and then released.

However, the penalties for false accusations under the laws of the Qian Kingdom are much more severe.

The big man finally noticed something was wrong and stared at the woman, "Did he steal it?"

The woman cried and said, "I was buying steamed buns, and I saw him coming to beg for alms, so I gave him one...My mother-in-law said there was one steamed bun missing, and I was afraid that my husband would beat me..."

Only now did the steamed bun seller dare to tell the truth, "The young monk came to beg for help with me! I drove him away, and the young lady kindly gave him one of the steamed buns she bought. Who knew that after a while, she brought him another

Someone came back and falsely accused the young monk of stealing her money!"

"I didn't mean it, I just wanted to help him with good intentions..." The woman fell to the ground, crying with tears all over her face.

The situation turned around.

Those who had just insulted the monk immediately changed their focus and began to point fingers at the Han couple.

The big man's eyes were as wide as copper bells. He pulled the woman up and slapped her with a thick slap, "I knew it! You bitch is restless. You just want to seduce him because he looks good, right? You think I don't know."

Do you peek at the pretty girl next door every day?"

"Donor, don't blame this female benefactor, it's all the monk's fault." The monk finally said something other than "Amitabha", but it was to save the woman.

"Okay, you guys! What did you do behind my back?" The big man became even more angry.

"Don't add fuel to the fire, let's go!" Su Liang looked at the monk coldly.

The monk was indeed very beautiful, but the woman was probably distracted by her desire to be a good person and gave the monk a steamed bun, thinking that she could get away with it when she returned home.

What she did later could perhaps be explained by weakness, but the results showed that it was vicious. Whenever she was in trouble, she would blame innocent people for taking the blame. She knew that her man had a bad temper and was ruthless, and it was hard to watch the monk being beaten.

Silent.

Poor and hateful.

The monk sighed and followed Su Liang out of the crowd.

The big man dragged the woman and left.

Order was restored on the street. Su Liang went to the carriage and saw Ning Jing nodding. Knowing that the monk was no longer in danger, she turned to look at him and said, "You're welcome, you can go."

The monk clasped his hands together and said, "What the donor did just now would have harmed the female donor. She had good intentions in helping me."

Su Liang was so drunk, "I saved you, is it my fault?"

The monk shook his head and sighed, "Everything is the young monk's fault."

Yan Shiba last night and the monk today made Su Liang speechless. He was too lazy to pay attention to it anymore and was about to get in the car and leave.

"Miss Su! Miss Su Liang!"

Hu Er's entourage Xiao Liu ran through the crowd, "This is the gift prepared by the second master for you two!"

Su Liang took the baggage, and inside were two fur cloaks. Xiao Liu said that his uncle was in the fur business, and this was specially given by their old lady to thank Su Liang for treating Hu Er.

Seeing Su Liang accept it, Xiao Liu ran away.

Just as she was about to get in the car, she heard the monk ask, "Is the female donor Miss Su Liang from Sujia Village?"

Su Liang turned around, "Yes, what are you doing?"

"The young monk sent a benefactor Yan to see the benefactor Su yesterday. I wonder if the benefactor Su can see her? Is she in good health?" the monk asked.

Su Liang asked Yan Shiba who saved her, and Yan Shiba said at that time, "He is a very beautiful little man"...

Su Liang didn't expect that he turned out to be a monk. He was pretty, but his personality was at two extremes from Yan Shiba's. One was a lunatic who didn't believe anyone, and the other was a Madonna who thought everyone was a good person.

"She is in Sujiacun, you can go and see it yourself." Su Liang got in the car after saying this.

"The young monk has to rush back to the temple, so I won't disturb Donor Yan." The monk shook his head slightly and said, "Goodbye."

The monk passed the carriage, and Su Liang asked Ning Jing, "Do you think he knows that Yan Shiba is a killer with blood on his hands?"

Ning Jing looked calm, "Even if he knew, he would save her."



When we arrived at the county seat, it was already dark.

Su Liang and Ning Jing had a simple dinner, cleaned up and went to bed.

At dawn the next day, Ningjing drove the carriage and took Su Liang out of Bei'an County and headed towards the provincial capital in the southeast.



Mu Luo sent Chang'an to Sujiacun early in the morning to invite Su Liang.

The last time I went to the mine, I was hit by heavy rain and couldn't make it.

Nian Jincheng went to the mine today to check on the situation and will stay there. Mu Luo went with him and agreed to call Su Liang.

But when Mu Luo and Nian Jincheng arrived at Feiyan Town, they thought Su Liang would be coming soon, but they saw Chang An coming back alone.

"Master, Mr. Ning and Miss Su left Sujia Village yesterday and went to the provincial capital!" Chang'an reported.

Mu Luo frowned, "Didn't you say we were leaving on the eighth day of the lunar month?"

Nian Jincheng also felt strange. He originally wanted to find another time to have a drink with Ningjing in secret, but he didn't expect them to leave early.

"I don't know why," Chang'an said, "but there is someone in Miss Su's family. She is a girl named Su Jiujiu who calls herself her sister. She was seriously injured. Miss Su asked her neighbors to take care of her."

Mu Luo felt baffled. Of course he knew if Su Liang had a sister, and where did Su Jiujiu appear? And since he was injured and came to Su Liang, why didn't Su Liang take care of her herself and instead left early?

"Now that I'm gone, forget it. Anyway, I'll be back in a while." Mu Luo said, "Let's find out where Su Jiujiu comes from."


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