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Chapter 138 It Doesn't Matter, I Will Run!

Inside the hall.

Before Ouyang Rong's expression had time to change.

Seeing Xie Lingjiang handing out her palm silently, a red string lay quietly on it, her eyes moved to other places, and her tone seemed to say casually:

"That's right, senior brother also thinks it's unreliable, and so do I, but it's all here, and the lottery has been released, hmph, let's give it a try.

"It feels weird to wear two red ropes on your hands, and the senior brother probably thinks it too...it's the same as the skirt knife. The senior brother will wear one for me and keep one for me, and when I turn around... I met that person when I turned around Brother, give it to him for me."

"...???" Ouyang Rong.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little silent, and no one spoke for a while.

On the warm jade handle of Ouyang Rong's skirt knife,

A palm that was still easy to hold was quietly put down, and the right hand drooped to the side.

All the previous signs were strange, like pearls, big or small.

The thoughts at this moment are like a long thread going back, stringing all the pearls together like a needle.

He instantly realized the seriousness of the problem.

In front of the ancient Buddha in the main hall, I faced the young junior sister and Master Shandao who were not seen in the picture.

Ouyang Rong suppressed the change in expression.

The smile returned to his face, and his tone was serious:
"Two are not many, and my junior sister also wears one on her foot, praying for blessings and disaster relief."

Xie Lingjiang maintained the posture of stretching out his hand and handing out the red rope, but lowered his head, staring at the embroidered shoes on the ground with darkly arched feet:

"My feet are ticklish, don't need it. Eldest brother... put one on for me."

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"I'm not used to wearing it either. I fiddle with things every day. It will be bad if I lose the red string."

Xie Lingjiang added:

"It's okay, if you lose it, you can replace it. No matter how many, the junior sister is willing to mend it, and the senior brother can just wear it."

Ouyang Rong looked unmoved, and said in the usual tone:
"It's still inappropriate. This is the red rope for the marriage of the junior sister. I am the senior brother, and you... are the junior sister. I promised the teacher to take good care of the junior sister. I can't take this thing carelessly."

Xie Lingjiang stretched out his outstretched right hand, and curled his five fingers.

"Amitabha."

Master Shandao, who has matched countless marriages, couldn't stand it anymore.

He clasped his hands together, took a step forward, lightly twirled the Buddha beads in his palms, his long snow-white eyebrows frowned slightly, and seriously persuaded Ouyang Rong:
"Master County, what the female Bodhisattva said just now is correct. She wears it alone, and the scope of finding a good husband is too small, and it is very difficult. You wear a red rope for her, and the two of you can search for a large area together. It is better than a foolish search." , What if you find it if you look for it?"

After a pause, the old monk with white beard and white eyebrows stroked his beard and sighed:
"The lifelong event of the female Bodhisattva is important. As a senior brother, if you have to bear a little burden, you can put it on for the female Bodhisattva first, and we will talk about it later."

Master Shandao tried to guide a certain elm head who didn't know whether he had enlightened or not.

Hmph, he has knocked wooden fish under the ancient Buddha under the green lamp for so many years, and there is no wooden fish that cannot be knocked!
After Master Shandao finished speaking, the atmosphere fell silent.

Xie Lingjiang couldn't help raising his eyes, his eyes were full of anticipation and he looked at the elder brother who was silent for a while.

Ouyang Rong looked at the red rope lying quietly on the little Bai Shengsheng's hand stretched out by the junior junior sister in front of him, with a look of hesitation on his face.

Under the white eyebrows of Master Shandao, the old eyes with loose eyelids flashed a gleam of light, and chased after the victory:
"Master County, you are not young anymore, you will have to marry a wife and have children, and carry on the family line, and maybe someday you will be brought to a small temple by your elders to seek marriage.

"Look, wouldn't it be a good time to do this now, you first look for your little junior sister wearing a red string, and another day, um, another day your little junior sister also wears a red string to look for you, and help you solve life-long affairs.

"Wouldn't it be beautiful to help each other once and for all?"

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Rong seemed to be touched by certain words in Master Shandao's words.

He didn't hesitate any more, he didn't raise his eyes to look at his junior sister, he stared at Master Shandao and said:
"Master thinks too much. I don't want to think about marriage for the time being. I'm used to being lazy. I'll look at it later."

"Don't you urge me at home?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Master Shandao asked with a strange expression on his face:
"Why is this? Why does Lao Na remember that when Aunt Ling was in the temple last time, she also came here several times to ask for a lottery for you. She was worried about the marriage of the county magistrate, why did she suddenly become as indifferent as you?"

Ouyang Rong remained silent, and did not answer Master Shandao's inquisitive questions.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, he was not talking to Master Shandao.

Words are spoken to another person.

On the surface there are three people, but in fact there are only two people.

Ouyang Rong has been paying attention to that side, and she has been paying attention to him.

The redundant Master Shandao is just an intermediary for spreading the word.

There are some things that need to be clarified directly, but Ouyang Rong feels that this is something that must not be clarified as much as possible.

When it comes to the word decent, dignity must also be taken care of.

After all, Junior Sister is so proud of herself...

In the main hall with the door open, there was a young county magistrate who was silent in the face of Donglin presiding officer. He turned his head and looked north towards the Beitian Jiyangyuan.

His eyes seem to have penetrated through the walls of ancient Buddhist temples, and he saw a dry well. Under the well, there is a quiet underground palace and a four-character stone carving of "Go back and come" under the lotus stone pedestal.

From the corner of the eye, Xie Lingjiang, who was paying close attention to the elder brother's every move, was taken aback for a moment.

Their eyes followed his gaze, and they all looked north outside the palace gate.

This direction is also the direction where the morning fasting courtyard of Donglin Temple is located, and that day, her father Xie Xun was at the early fasting table and helped her politely reject the marriage proposal of the senior brother and Mrs. Zhen.

Xie Lingjiang misunderstood someone's mind, and seemed to subconsciously attribute the reason to those things.

Xie Lingjiang's face flushed instantly, like red rouge melting in clear water.

Dyed red, dyed red, but immediately diluted with water.

The blush on the little face was dispelled by some unspeakable emotion, and it paled a lot.

Ouyang Rong, who had something on his mind, didn't see the regretful look that turned from red to white at this moment.

When he turned around, Xie Lingjiang had already lowered his head.

Ouyang Rong looked at Xie Lingjiang who was still holding out his hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he could even see the light and wet sweat between her knuckles. He tried to smile and said:

"Junior Sister, put it away, just listen to the matter of pulling the red rope. We are sage disciples, how can we trust this. It's getting late now, let's go..."

Xie Lingjiang raised his head suddenly, with a sweet smile on his face:

"It's okay, senior brother, junior sister is stupid, even if you believe in it, you also believe in the Avalokitesvara spirit lotus... If you find it inconvenient, then I... can I tie the red string for you?"

As she said that, the woman who seemed to be going all out couldn't wait to reach out her hand, and took the initiative to grab Ouyang Rong's right arm, wanting to tie a red rope for him.

Ouyang Rong subconsciously took half a step back.

Xie Lingjiang's palm was in the air, and she caught an empty space.

Seeing the little junior sister's subtle reaction, Ouyang Rong immediately regretted it.

But he opened his mouth and took a breath. After a short breath, he seemed to dispel something. He forced a smile and said:
"Little junior sister is being mischievous again, don't blame Master Shandao, it seems to be getting late."

Ouyang Rong hurriedly glanced at the sky outside the back door, and when he turned his head, his expression had returned to normal. He said calmly:

"By the way, Beitian Ji Nursing Home is still waiting for me. Let's go, little junior sister...Little junior sister, let's worship the Buddha for a while. Remember to change your clothes after the worship. It's not appropriate to wear a skirt. I have to do it in the afternoon." down to business...

"Come to me after you change your clothes."

After leaving a word, Ouyang Rong turned around and left the hall in a hurry.

Xie Lingjiang and Master Shandao, who were left on the spot, looked at his back blankly.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are running away in a panic.

Even the female fairy Yucheng, who had been lurking at the door, changed her expression, staring blankly at the figure of the young county magistrate who flew past her and left.

Fairy Yucheng never expected to encounter such an embarrassing scene.

She just looked at it, and almost thought that she was not following the enemy, but watching the fun and eating melons.

The corner of Fairy Yujin's mouth twitched.

In other words, you, a guy who is about to fall into a trap and be beheaded, can you stop being so alive and kicking around like this?It's okay to obey obediently.

She was speechless for a long time, when she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of Xie Lingjiang who was stiff in place in the hall, mouthing slightly from the corner of her eye.

Fairy Yucheng's eyes were a little curious.

Why don't you go after him... This is a failure to express your intentions, shameless?

Huh, wait.

Seems like...a good chance.

In the next moment, there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in the mind of the fairy Yucheng, and she immediately grabbed her tail.

Just do it.

Fairy Yucheng, who was disguised as a wealthy woman, raised her eyebrows, turned around immediately, and stepped out of the palace gate.

She came to the square outside the main hall and waved secretly in a certain direction.

Not far away, among the crowd of pilgrims in the square, the two Liu family slaves who were quietly waiting received the signal, and immediately stepped forward silently, rushing to the side of Fairy Yucheng.

Of the two Liu family slaves, one was as strong as a bear, and the other was tall and thin like a monkey.

The latter seemed to be smarter, so he spoke first, and asked cautiously:
"Fairy, what's the matter? What happened inside? We saw Ouyang Lianghan just ran out and were about to chase after him. Where's the female teacher surnamed Xie?"

With a cold face, the Yucheng female fairy stretched out her index finger, and pointed at the back of Ouyang Rong who was running fast in front of her, and she ordered sharply:
"It's an opportunity, you go and follow him now.

"Ouyang Lianghan should be going to Beitianji Nursing Home. When he goes in, you all wait outside for half a quarter of an hour until the dust settles before entering the venue to collect the body and deal with the scene.

"As planned, she pretended to commit suicide in fear of crime, and revealed it after the ribbon-cutting ceremony in the afternoon."

"Yes, fairy."

The strong Liu family slave and the skinny monkey Liu family slave looked at each other, and they clasped their fists together to accept orders.

But even though they responded, the two still looked worriedly at the direction of the hall behind Fairy Yucheng.

Xie Lingjiang is powerful, they seem to have known for a long time.

Compared to the burly house slaves who were more obedient, the thin monkey house slave hesitated in his steps, turned half of his body and paused for a moment, summoned up his courage and said:
"Fairy, the original plan doesn't seem to be like this. What if the female master surnamed Xie rushes over later? If the little ones are caught by her, they will definitely die..."

"Do you think that this immortal does not exist? Just let you go to die?"

Fairy Yucheng choked back.

The two servants of the Liu family were a little confused when they heard the words.

Fairy Yucheng ignored them, turned around and waved her sleeves to leave.

She raced against time, and walked straight to a shaded place at the back of the main hall.

Fairy Yucheng bowed her head, and skillfully removed something from her face.

Immediately.

She changed into a mirage mask.

I saw, in an instant.

The space around him seemed to be distorted, like a mirage, like a dreamy shadow swaying and emerging.

Soon.

A young county magistrate walked out from the back of the hall and returned to the corridor outside the hall.

The two servants of the Liu family who hesitated in place and didn't leave immediately were taken aback when they saw it. They turned their heads to look in the direction where Ouyang Rong left not long ago, as if they thought they were confused.

When the young magistrate cast his familiar indifferent eyes, at the same time he snorted and snapped:

"Huh? Still not going after him?"

The strong house slave and the skinny monkey house slave immediately realized what was happening, and nodded hastily with expressions of awe and fear on their faces.

They hurriedly retreated, turned around and chased a certain real person...

Inside the hall.

Master Shandao sighed quietly.

He can only help here.

It's not that the old man is weak, this is a high-end game.

A certain wooden fish knocked hard, but it was solid.

So what kind of wooden fish is this? It's clearly a stone disguised as a wooden fish, and it doesn't make a sound when it dies!

As if feeling the silence in the surrounding air, Master Shandao's eyes showed some fear and worry, and he couldn't help looking at Xie Lingjiang.

I saw that this noble daughter of the Xie family still maintained a smile like a flower, but the pair of eyes that were originally extremely bright had already dimmed and died.
A kind of brilliance called hope is gradually disappearing.

Xie Lingjiang was facing the empty front, with his outstretched right hand still in a forward position.

The red rope lying flat on the palm of his hand has lost its owner.

The woman closed her dry red lips, buried her temples, and couldn't see her expression.

Silence is greater than death.

She slowly folded her slender fingers together, retracted her right hand, and made a movement to turn away.

Master Shandao stopped spinning the beads in his hand, hesitant to speak.

But at this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared outside the palace gate.

Ouyang Rong stepped into the door.

He raised his hand to support his chin, seemed to touch his face, and looked around the hall.

After seeing Xie Lingjiang and Master Shandao, he went straight.

"Huh? This is..."

Master Shandao, who was about to comfort Xie Lingjiang, caught a glimpse of the movement at the door from the corner of his eye, and stared in surprise.

Xie Lingjiang, who turned around with her head buried, didn't see it, and she was not at all interested in Master Shandao's reaction at the moment, as if she had lost all sense of five senses.

until……

Ouyang Rong came to Xie Lingjiang calmly, without any hesitation, he took her cold right hand.

Unfolding the stiffly closed five fingers, he twirled a red rope soaked in sweat with two fingers.

Under the astonished gaze of Master Shandao who almost pulled his beard off.

Ouyang Rong grabbed the little junior sister's right hand, lowered his head, and silently tied the red rope around her white wrist.

After tying the red rope, he stretched out his right arm without any notice, and generously signaled that the little junior sister in front of him could "handle it at will".

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly fell silent.

Xie Lingjiang was stunned.

……

　Suddenly, I found out that Xiao Rong didn’t seem to have taken a day off for three months since he started the book. Huh, huh, what kind of model worker is this… Brothers, talk about it casually, and you can put pressure on other authors! (dog head)
　　
　
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