Jiaojiao’s job is the simplest. After finishing her work, Liu Zhihua let her play.

The little brother and sister didn't need her help, so Jiaojiao went to the backyard to look for the cat.

But after patrolling around, there was no sign of Bai Miaomiao.

Jiaojiao walked to the pavilion and called out in the direction it had just run: "Meow meow."

The Nuonuo voice of the girl has no power.

"Where did Meow Meow go? I don't know if there are any traps on the mountain."

Jiaojiao was a little worried and walked out towards the jungle behind with her short legs.

The backyard is connected to the foot of the back hill of Qing'an Temple. Although it is surrounded by walls, there is a small door in the backyard. Jiaojiao opens the small door and walks out.

"Meow meow."

Jiaojiao shouted while releasing her spiritual power to prevent sneak attacks from nearby poisonous beasts.

After walking for a while, Jiaojiao’s ears twitched.

The sound of a frightened meow could be heard faintly in my ears.

Jiaojiao's face changed, her eyes showed concern, and she quickly pushed aside the nearby grass, humming and walking toward the sound.

It took a lot of effort to climb up the mountain. Jiaojiao panted and shouted: "Meow meow."

But I have never heard the echo of meow.

"Where have you gone..."

Jiaojiao wiped her sweat and looked around on her feet. She forgot to look at her feet as she was looking around. When she stepped down, she was hanging in the air. Suddenly her hand was grabbed by someone.

The big hand holding her is cold.

After Jiaojiao stood firm, she looked at the hillside below and patted her heart. It was so dangerous.

At this time, a soft and clear voice sounded in my ears: "Little girl, you are quite brave."

Jiaojiao turned around and saw a young man wearing a monk's robe, whose face could not be seen clearly with a curtain on his head.

His hand was extremely cold, as if there was cold air seeping out of his body. Only then did Jiaojiao realize that the two of them were still holding hands. She quickly withdrew her little fleshy hand and imitated the monks she had seen before, clasping her hands in front of her and making a soft sound.

Said: "Thank you, Master, for saving your life."

Rong Yan looked through the black gauze at the girl who had just reached his legs. She looked innocent and innocent. Thinking of the thickness of the little fleshy hand just now, a chuckle escaped from his throat.

"You're welcome. There are many wild animals on this mountain. Why are you going up the mountain alone? Where are your family members?"

Jiaojiao tilted her head and looked at him. She always felt that he was different from the monks she met. Those monks spoke softly and slowly. Why is this monk like this? Well, she is still illiterate and doesn't know how to describe it.

In short, it is different.

But he was wearing monk's clothes, so Jiaojiao answered obediently: "Master, I live at the foot of the mountain. I lost a kitten, so I came here to look for it."

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, it turns out that little milk cat belongs to this girl.

"Master, have you seen a white kitten?" Jiaojiao asked.

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, thinking that this little kid was funny, so he clasped his hands on his chest and pretended to tease her: "Little donor, this poor monk didn't pay attention."

Jiaojiao blinked her eyes twice. If this was not the case for Master just now, why did he change his attitude again? He felt something was wrong.

"Jiaojiao! He is a bad guy, huh..."

Suddenly, Bai Miaomiao's voice came from nowhere.

Jiaojiao quickly tilted her head and looked around in confusion.

After hearing Miao Miao stop talking, Jiaojiao realized something was wrong. She looked at the monk in front of her, her eyebrows slightly furrowed on her white and waxy face.

He looked at the person in front of him warily, clasped his little hands and asked softly: "Are you a good person or a bad person?"

"Of course he is a good person." Rong Yan said with a chuckle.

Jiaojiao had a very serious face and said seriously: "Then can you return my cat to me?"

Miaomiao would not lie to her and say that he was a bad person, so it must be the person in front of him who captured the cat.

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows and asked with an interested smile: "Why did I catch your cat?"

Jiaojiao blurted out: "There are noble people on your mountain, and you monks just want to catch cats and give them to the noble people for fun."

Rong Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Interesting, you little girl knows a lot, tell me what else you know."

It was a bit surprising that a little girl at the foot of the mountain knew about his private affairs, but he increasingly felt that this little thing in front of him had a special affinity.

Well, they are much cuter than those strict clan girls at home.

Seeing him smiling so arrogantly, Jiaojiao frowned and took two steps back, threatening in a waxy voice: "You are a bad person, I don't want to talk to you anymore, please return my cat to me, otherwise, I won't be polite."

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"Little girl, the poor monk was kind enough to save you, but you scared the poor monk. Now he is dizzy and a little unwell. Please let me sit down and take it easy."

Rong Yan held his forehead and walked aside to sit down on the grass in a flat Buddha robe. Then he relaxed his limbs and rested his hands on the back of his head, enjoying the sunshine comfortably.

Jiaojiao was stunned, she had never seen such a human being.

Is he cheating?

Rong Yan saw the girl's cute look from the corner of his eye and found it even more interesting. He suddenly said: "Oh, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have seen such a cat just now."
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Before Jiaojiao could speak, he said to himself: "That cat ate cakes secretly, was caught by me, and tried to hurt me. It was really too ferocious. It should not be the cat you are looking for."
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Jiaojiao's little face wrinkled up when she heard that, she walked to him, pursed her lips and thought for a while, with a serious look, but she spoke in a coquettish way: "Then I will give you the money, and you will return my cat."

Give it to me."

Under the cover of the curtain and hat, Rong Yan's smile widened, but he sighed sadly and said: "That pastry is a royal product of Feng Linxiang in the capital. It is for nobles. A few small pieces are worth a thousand taels."

, that cat made trouble and broke a plate, so that the poor monk did not dare to return to the temple."

It was the first time that Jiaojiao heard about such expensive cakes, so she stared at him and asked in a low voice: "How much silver do I have to pay?"

"The pastries are worth a thousand taels of silver, and the round trip fare from here to the capital is dozens of taels more. These are small amounts of money. The main reason is that the white jade plate containing the pastries is precious and tight. Ten plates of pastries are not worth one plate. This

Generally speaking, it costs less than ten thousand taels of silver."

Listening to this, her delicate little face almost wrinkled into a bun, she pursed her lips and looked at the people under the grass.

I think he is lying. How could he have such an expensive plate? When will he earn ten thousand taels?

Seeing that the little girl was silent, Rong Yan curled his lips and held his ears with one hand. He pulled out a dandelion from the ground with his white and sharp-boned fingers, twisting it leisurely in his hand with his fingertips.

"Little girl, how are you going to pay?"

The boy's magnetic and lazy voice is mixed with a touch of joy.

"How do I know if you are lying?" Jiaojiao stared at him with her big black and white eyes, feeling that the person in the veil was smiling.

"Monks don't tell lies; what a poor monk says is true."

Rong Yan's words are true. The market price of that white jade plate alone is worth thousands of gold. What's more, it is a top-grade gift from the emperor, which is less than ten thousand taels.
Chapter completed!