Chapter 782
The bald Buddha in a golden robe stands quietly under the sun, surrounded by people coming and going to the market, the bustling noise freezes into a colorful painting at this moment, and half of the sun shines on the bald Buddha, golden and bright One, half of the poplar trees opened up a dark shadow, Ye Xiaoxiao sat quietly on the armchair, under the shade of the tree, the little person looked calm and calm, and the peach blossom eyes quietly looked at the golden Buddha, while she The man next to him who was also lazily sitting in the shadow looked sideways, and the cold carved mask had a little bit of gloomy luster, just like this man, without the slightest warmth.

Dong Luo bowed his head and remained silent. At this moment, no matter what he should say or not, there was no room for him to intervene.

Ye Xiaoxiao blinked and said for a while, "If you buy all these farm tools, I will listen."

"..."

The bald Buddha was speechless for a while, even if he lost his memory, these two masters are definitely a family, and their elbows are turned inward. It is said that these farm tools are firstly ugly, secondly, they are not easy to hold, and thirdly, he is a monk. What's the use?

While hesitating, he saw the corners of Feng Junran's mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of playfulness. Fa Yuan could only sigh, and took out a money bag that was also golden in color.

"Amitabha, this is the first time someone asked the Buddha for money!"

Fa Yuan couldn't help muttering, he felt bad all over.

Seeing this, Zhan Hong couldn't help but burst out laughing, this Buddha must be a magic stick, right?

Feng Junran kept watching indifferently, until the bald Buddha took out a piece of silver, and he said lightly: "It's the same piece of silver."

Woohoo!Ming Qiang, this is it? ?
Foye shivered, almost shaking the money in his hand to the ground.

Hearing this, Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing. Looking sideways, the man was sitting quietly in the bright background of light and shadow. The cold mask couldn't see the expression of the man. Feeling.

Brother Teng, you are really bad, you bully Buddha!
The more Ye Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more amusing she became, and the corners of her mouth never fell down again.

Seeing Ye Xiaoxiao smile, Fa Yuan knew that he could not escape the money, so he could only count the money in the purse with a sad face, but in the end it was not enough, so he took out bank notes to make up the money Yes, and handed it over respectfully.

After receiving Feng Junran, he didn't even move. Dong Luo took the money and took it into his arms.

Before Buddha could catch his breath, he saw the man raised his head slightly, and said flatly, "It's all yours."

The implication is, pack up and get out!
Hearing that the bald Buddha wants to cry, there are so many good men and women in the world, even Feng Yuran, the king of Anyang, would show some respect when he saw him, but why is there such an uncommon cold-blooded emperor?
Pack?He can still take the sickle and axe. Who will tell him how he will get rid of these long and heavy guys such as hoes, shovels, and pickaxes? ! !

Buddha slapped his big bald head fiercely, gritted his teeth and pointed at Ye Xiaoxiao and shouted: "Female benefactor, you are very blessed!"

Ye Xiaoxiao's eyelids twitched, didn't this person say that he wanted to count the things she forgot?Is it related to Fufu Yarn?

Fa Yuan was about to say something more, but he saw that Feng Junran had stood up silently, while shaking the silver in his hand, he said lightly: "Let's go, go to lunch."

Zhan Hong cheered, pulled Ye Xiaoxiao and chased after him, only Dong Luo and the bald Buddha were left staring at each other.

Looking at the empty booth in front of him, Buddha couldn't bear it anymore and wept bitterly.

"Dong Luo, the emperor must hate me, right? But I really didn't pay attention to the situation at that time. I really don't know who Jin Zhuni is going to do this!"

As the abbot of the Ci'en Temple, Fa Yuan hung his image on Dong Luo's body without any scruples at the moment, crying with snot and tears, which caused the passers-by who were hurrying around to sigh.

Dong Luo twitched his eyelids, silently tore off the Master Buddha hanging on his body, packed his things and loaded them into the car, and put the chairs and tables aside, waiting for the next time he went to the market.

After tidying up, Dong Luo went straight to chase after Feng Junran, leaving the Buddha alone, standing in the crowd against the scorching sun.

"Hey!"

Fa Yuan touched his big bald head, he has been a Buddha for so long, obviously the suffering and troubles in the world can no longer do anything to him, but why, just this time, he feels deeply guilty?

"Amitabha!"

If he can't think of it, it's the cause, but if he thinks about it, it's not the effect. This time, he came here for this cause and effect.
Sighing, the Buddha took out his sleeves carelessly, and took out a pitch-black bowl. The Buddha smiled politely and walked along the market without speaking, but soon, his bowl was filled with All kinds of food.

So Buddha found a shady place to sit, and planned to work after eating.

However, Feng Junran took a few people directly to the place where snacks are sold. There are also green dumplings here, but no matter in appearance or taste, they are not as good as those made by the Empress Dowager herself, but Ye Xiaoxiao doesn't seem to care, with a look Excitedly running around, staring at all kinds of food with big eyes.

Qingtuanzi, buy it!Osmanthus cake, buy!Peanut cake, buy...

As long as the little people take a look at it, they will buy it all!
Zhan Hong followed, staring at it greedily. After taking it home, can he also get a share?Zhan Hong subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, but was startled by the man's cold gaze, and obediently withdrew his head.

Well, if you don’t eat it, can’t he buy it himself?

For lunch, I ordered Yangchun Noodles, the most characteristic local snack. Ye Xiaoxiao's snacks were refreshing, her peach blossom eyes narrowed, and she looked very happy. For eating, when a few people finished their lunch, it was already afternoon, and the bustling market gradually dissipated, and there were only a few sporadic ones that were not sold out, shouting for cheap deals and the like.

Feng Junran picked out a few watermelons, Dong Luo carried the watermelons onto the bullock cart while handing over the money, Zhan Hong also jumped onto the cart with a bunch of food he bought on his back, the man still took out the mat and put it aside, Ye Xiao Xiao didn't even think about it this time, and just sat down.

Feng Junran couldn't help squinting his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

So it was the same as when he came, the man drove the car, passed the flickering shadows all the way, and slowly disappeared into the depths of the pagoda tree forest.

Zhan Jing almost hurried back to the village, but Brother Teng seemed to have not come back, so she waited at the entrance of the village with a worried face, until she saw the car and people coming back together, her face became a little more happy, But with a slight movement of his gaze, he saw the woman sitting next to the man. The woman had a smile on her face, her brows and eyes stretched out, facing the sunlight, with a dazzling smile.

(End of this chapter)

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