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In the back streets and alleys of Zijin Street.

Compared to the last time when Jiao Shunlai, the nameless temple under the Miaoyu Pan had already had a lot of fireworks. A new stove was built in the southwest corner, and a few beds were added to the side hall, including the altar and futon in the main hall.

All replaced with new ones.

Although most of the materials are very rough and there is no longer the fine decorations of the past, it seems like a living at home.

This was all obtained by Miaoyu's two wool-material clothes. I have to say that her family is really rich. She was cheated and cheated on two groups of people. She can still ensure that she has no worries about food and clothing, but it only makes her have no worries about food and clothing.

Forget it, it’s still a thousand miles away from meeting basic needs.

On this afternoon of the Chinese Valentine's Day.

Miaoyu, who had been barely taking a break for a moment, got up from the side hall bed with a haggard face. Although she still raised her head and raised her chest and waist straight, what she showed was no longer a noble, arrogant and self-admiring, but just the last stubbornness full of confusion.

After a brief wash, she pushed open the door and walked out of the side hall. She saw two servants preparing breakfast under the western wall. The little nun Jingyi stood at the door of the main hall with her hips on her hips, cursing something with her mouth muttering.

Miaoyu walked forward and glanced at her. After Jingyi stopped, she kept entering the main hall and sat cross-legged on the only cushion.

Jingyi followed him in and complained in a silly manner: "The tribute I placed in the morning is gone again. I obviously locked it with a bowl at noon, but they insisted that they were stolen by a mouse. According to my opinion,

They are calling for robbers themselves!”

Miaoyu also tends to Jingyi’s judgment, but she has no intention of pursuing it.

First, I have experienced all the sufferings of the world in the past few days, and I am exhausted both physically and mentally and too lazy to pay attention to these trivial matters; second, I know that my actions make people feel resentful and will be disheartened. However, the two servants have been slandered these days.

After all, she was so dedicated that she could not return to her hometown in Suzhou. If she really couldn't write a letter to ask her parents for help.

But Miaoyu still bit her so hard that she refused to write to her family. When she followed her master north, she was determined to do so.

Later, in order to stay in the capital, he even sent a letter of mercy to the purity of Liu Ren, not asking about the world. Now he still has the face to ask for help from his family?

However, this persistence has actually gradually begun to loosen.

Miaoyu's eyes unconsciously slid towards the bottom of the altar, and saw a centipede wandering calmly on the fine and cracked wall, with long tentacles trembling constantly.

Because of her shortness of money, the incense she usually used had been discontinued, and she didn't even dare to buy too many camphor and other items for deworming. She could only barely arrange a line of defense around the bed.

As for the main hall...

Anyway, every time she does her homework these days, she will be watched by all kinds of crawlers. In fact, she doesn't deliberately look for it in the corner, and it's not that obvious, but Miaoyu just can't control her own vision.

No matter how many times she saw it, she still felt a chill on her spine, just like the dense insect foot, not climbing on the wall, but stepping on her back.

So much so that when she recites scriptures every day, she no longer feels clean dirt, but creepy.

When she closed her eyes at night, the rustling noises would make these scenes repeat in her mind, making it difficult for her to fall asleep all night.

She has not completely collapsed until now, and it is all because it is still the turn of summer and autumn. She only needs to put the wooden barrel outside for an hour or two to take it to bathe at any time to slightly relieve physical and mental fatigue.

But the weather will never keep warm like this.

When the weather turns colder after autumn, even this last bit of comfort will be removed from her unless she can pull everyone together without eating or drinking, and squeeze out money to pay for the water boiling fee.

Further down...

Even if you don’t eat or drink, you’re afraid you can’t afford coal.

Thinking of this, Miaoyu's resistance to writing a letter to her family for help was weaker.

At the same time, Jingyi kept complaining, from the prices in the capital to the lip service of the two servants, one after another, there was nothing she didn't complain about.

If it were in the past, Miaoyu would have driven Jingyi out in order to be able to practice cleanly.

But now...

After driving Jingyi away, would she be alone with the snakes, insects, rats and ants?

As the saying goes, two evils are the least. Compared with those lunatic things, Jingyi's nagging is already harmless.

In this way, Miaoyu sat in front of the Buddha statue for more than an hour. During this period, she didn't even know what sutras she recited or what Buddha she recited, but the feeling of fatigue in her body and mind continued to increase.

Is this the cultivation you want?!

Miaoyu asked herself, but she felt extremely bored and even had the urge to tear open the patchwork robes and point at the Bodhisattva to curse.

"Amitabha, sins."

However, her religious life over the years quickly gave up this idea. After saying two sins, she stood up and ordered: "Let them take the water to the side hall."

Jingyi, who was already tired, was dozing off, subconsciously responded. She got up and was about to walk out, but suddenly remembered something and turned to Miaoyu and said, "I have been washing in the side hall for ten times these days. Now The side hall is very tide, and if this continues, I’m afraid I will get eczema.”

Miaoyu smiled helplessly and tiredly and said, "Where can you be there if you are not in the side palace? You can't reveal your body in front of the Bodhisattva, right?"

Then you can't wash twice less?

Jingyi pouted helplessly, but she didn't say anything after all. She went outside and urged the two servants to deliver the already-dried well water to the side hall.

So why don’t Miaoyu know what she is going to say?

But although she was not as watery as Aunt Xue, she always felt that the small temple was dirty everywhere and was stained with filth all the time, so she felt uncomfortable if she didn't wash it four or five times a day.

When she was about to leave the hall, Miaoyu couldn't help but look back at the Buddha statue in the middle. In the past, whenever she looked at the Buddha statue, the wonders of the Buddha Kingdom in the West would always appear in her mind, but now...

But there is only the misfortune in front of her!

If I had known this, would I still be rude to Ningguo Mansion?

When she first moved to this small temple, the answer in her heart was still very affirmative, and she even had the ambition of "one meal or one drink, in a humble alley, people could not bear the worries and never change their happiness."

But in just three days, in just three days, when she asked this question again, she no longer had her initial firmness and even began to favor the choice she had despised and disdained.

Alas ~

Miaoyu sighed heavily, then she walked out of the main hall with her chest raised and raised her head.

When she arrived at the side hall and saw the ready bathtub in the middle, Miaoyu's mood finally improved a little. Now, only when she was bathing could she briefly put aside the troubles.

But just as she took off her patchwork robes, she heard a man's cry of pain from outside the window.

"who?!"

Miaoyu was shocked and hurriedly wrapped around the patchwork robes again.

Jingyi hurriedly pushed the window and looked at it, but only saw a figure vaguely walking around the back of the house.

"Who is it?"

At this time, Miaoyu also came to the window in shame and anger.

Jingyi gritted her teeth and said, "It seems like a man. He can't run around behind him. I'll go over and take a look!"

Seeing that she rushed out and called on the servants to intercept her, Miaoyu stayed in the house and put on her clothes carefully.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Jingyi replied angrily: "Senior Sister, that man jumped over the wall and fled to the east. I think it's either someone else, or the village man who lives next door!"

Miaoyu had seen a middle-aged couple living in the east before. She looked at her honest relationship, but she didn't expect that he would do such dirty behavior in secret!

Just when he was angry, Jingyi added: "I saw that there were many men's footprints behind the house, but I'm afraid that it might not be the first time he came back!"

"What?!"

Miaoyu completely collapsed. She thought bathing was her last pure land, but she didn't expect that this pure land had been defiled by others!

She felt that her eyes were dark and almost fell to the ground.

Jingyi hurriedly reached out to support her and said indignantly: "Miss, don't be anxious, I'll go over and take him now, and let his wife know who he is!"

"I, I'll go too!"

Miaoyu gritted her silver teeth and said firmly: "Let's go and argue with him together!"

She originally disdained to argue with these people, but now she is emotionally collapsed and needs a channel to vent.

Jingyi also had two servants to help him. There were many people and the power was not afraid of the lady going to suffer. So she also helped Miaoyu out and asked the two servants to hold sticks. Only then did she find the east neighbor with great momentum.

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When he arrived at the east neighbor's door, Jingyi wanted to go forward and snap the door, but found that the courtyard gate was wide open. She couldn't help but say suspiciously: "Why are the door open? Could it be that he ran away directly?"

As he said that, he simply stepped in.

Miaoyu led the two servants to follow closely. As soon as she walked into the yard, she heard the hall shouting: "I didn't lie to you, are you? That little nun is really beautiful, it's a pity, but it's not.

If the third brother is bad, we brothers will be able to feast our eyes!"

Someone shouted again, "How can I blame me? It was obvious that my second brother pushed hard behind me, so I accidentally fell down!"

Immediately afterwards, someone joked: "You can't blame the third brother. He has put all his strength on the middle leg, and won't the other two legs become weak?"

Immediately, there were bursts of laughter, and there were at least five or six people listening to the sound.

Who are these people?

What about the middle-aged couple?

Jingyi turned around and looked at Miaoyu, and both the master and servant were confused.

After all, the two servants had more knowledge about these market affairs. They immediately pulled them away when they saw that the momentum was wrong, but it was too late.

"Hey, that little nun has been found!"
To be continued...