Ouyang Rong's expression didn't change before he could.
I saw Xie Lingjiang silently hand out the palm of her hand, with a red rope lying on it. She moved her eyes elsewhere and said in a casual tone:
"Yeah, senior brother doesn't think it's trustworthy, and so do I. But I've come here, and the draw has been solved, so let's give it a try.
"It feels weird to have two red strings on my hands. Senior brother should think so too... It's the same as the skirt knife. Senior brother will wear one for me and keep one until I turn around... I met that person when I turned around.
Senior brother, give it to him again for me."
"...???" Ouyang Rong.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet, and no one spoke for a while.
On the warm jade handle of the skirt knife on Ouyang Rong's waist,
A palm that was still easily grasped quietly dropped, and his right hand drooped by his side.
All the previous signs were strange, like pearls, big or small.
My thoughts at this moment are like a long thread going back, threading together all the pearls.
He immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.
In front of the ancient Buddha in the main hall, I faced the young junior sister Tu Qiongdeng and Master Shandao.
Ouyang Rong suppressed the change in his expression.
The smile returned to his face, and his tone was serious:
"Two are not many. Junior sister also wears one on her feet to pray for blessings and ward off misfortune."
Xie Lingjiang kept reaching out and handing out the red rope, but lowered his head and stared at the embroidered shoes on the ground with his feet slightly arched:
"My feet are itchy, please don't. Senior brother... put one on for me."
Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"I'm not used to wearing it either. I tinker with things every day. It would be bad if the red string falls off."
Xie Lingjiang added:
"It's okay. If you lose it, just replace it. No matter how many there are, junior sister is willing to replace it, and senior brother can just wear it."
Ouyang Rong looked unmoved and said in his usual tone:
"It's still not appropriate. This is junior sister's marriage red string. I am senior brother, and you...are junior sister. I promised the teacher to take good care of junior sister. I can't take this thing with me randomly."
Xie Lingjiang stretched out his right hand with his palm open and curled his fingers.
"Amitabha."
Master Shandao, who has arranged countless marriages, can no longer stand it.
He clasped his hands together, took a step forward, gently twirled the beads in his palms, his long snow-white eyebrows slightly raised, and seriously advised Ouyang Rong:
"County Master, what the female Bodhisattva just said is right. If she wears it alone, the range of searching for the right husband is too small and it is very difficult. You can wear a red string for her, and the two of you can search for a wide range together. It is better than searching foolishly alone."
, what if I find it after searching for it?”
After a pause in his tone, the old monk with white beard and white eyebrows stroked his beard and sighed:
"The life of the female Bodhisattva is very important. As a senior brother, if you have a little care, just put it on for the female Bodhisattva first. We will talk about the rest later."
Master Shandao is trying to guide a certain elm-headed person who doesn't know whether he has enlightened or not.
Hum, he has been knocking wooden fish under the green lantern and ancient Buddha for so many years, and there is no wooden fish that cannot be knocked!
After Master Shandao finished speaking, the atmosphere became silent.
Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but raise his eyes, looking at his senior brother who was silent for a moment with uncontrollable anticipation.
Ouyang Rong looked at the red rope lying quietly on the little white hand stretched out by the junior sister in front of him, with a look of hesitation on his face.
Under Master Shandao's white eyebrows, a glimmer of light flashed through his old, saggy eyelids, and he pursued the victory and said:
"County Grand Master, you are not young anymore. You will have to marry a wife and have children in the future to carry on the family line. Maybe someday you will be brought to the temple by your elders to seek marriage.
"Look, wouldn't it be good to do this now? You can first wear a red string for your junior sister to look for her, and another day, um, your junior sister will also wear a red string to look for you someday, and help you solve your life-long problem.
“Isn’t it beautiful to help each other and achieve success once and for all?”
But he never thought that Ouyang Rong seemed to be touched by some words in Master Shandao's words.
He no longer hesitated and looked at Master Shandao without looking up at his junior sister:
"Master, you think too much. I don't want to think about marriage for the moment. I'm used to being lazy. I'll look at it later."
"Isn't there any urging at home?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head.
Master Shandao asked with a strange look on his face:
"Why is this? Why does Lao Ne remember that when my aunt was in the temple last time, she came here several times to ask for a signature for you? She seemed very worried about the county prince's marriage. Why did she suddenly lose sight of it like you?"
Ouyang Rong remained silent and did not answer Master Shandao's in-depth questions.
In fact, from beginning to end, he was not talking to Master Shandao.
The words are meant for another person to listen to.
There appear to be three people on the field, but in fact there are only two.
Ouyang Rong has been paying attention over there, and she has been paying attention to him over there.
The extra good masters are just intermediaries for spreading the word.
Some words just have to be stated clearly, but Ouyang Rong feels that this is something that must never be stated clearly.
When it comes to the word decent, dignity must also be taken into consideration.
After all, Junior Sister is such an arrogant person...
In the main hall with the door open, there was a young county magistrate who was speechless in front of Master Dong Lin. He turned his head and looked north in the direction of Beitian Alms Home.
His eyes seemed to penetrate the walls of the ancient Buddhist temple, and he saw a dry well. Under the well was a quiet underground palace and a stone carving with the words "Go back, come back" under the lotus stone seat.
Xie Lingjiang, who was paying close attention to his senior brother's every move from the corner of his eye, was stunned for a moment.
Following his gaze, they looked northward outside the palace gate.
This direction is also the direction where Donglin Temple's breakfast hall is located. On that day, her father Xie Xun helped her politely reject the proposal of her elder brother and Zhen family at a breakfast table.
Xie Lingjiang misunderstood someone's thoughts, and seemed to subconsciously attribute the reason to those things.
Xie Lingjiang's face turned red instantly, like fiery red rouge melting into clear water.
Dye red, dye red, and can be diluted with water immediately.
The blush on her little face was dispelled by some unspeakable emotion, and she became much paler.
Ouyang Rong, who was hiding his thoughts, did not see the look of regret that turned from red to white at that moment.
When he turned around, Xie Lingjiang had already lowered his head.
Ouyang Rong looked at Xie Lingjiang, who was still holding out her hand. From the corner of his eye, he could even see the glistening sweat between her knuckles. He managed a smile and said:
"Junior sister, put it away. Just listen to the matter about holding the red rope. How can we, disciples of saints and sages, believe in this. It's not too early now, we'd better go..."
Xie Lingjiang suddenly raised his head, with a charming smile on his face:
"It's okay, Senior Brother, Junior Sister is stupid, even if you believe in it, you also believe in the Guanyin Spiritual Lotus... If you find it inconvenient, then I... can I help you tie the red string?"
After saying that, the woman who seemed to be risking her life couldn't wait to reach out her hand and took the initiative to grab Ouyang Rong's right arm to tie a red rope for him.
Ouyang Rong subconsciously took a small step back.
Xie Lingjiang's palm paused in mid-air, and she caught the moment.
Seeing the little junior sister's subtle reaction, Ouyang Rong felt a little regret in his heart for the first time.
But he opened his mouth and took a breath. In one breath, something seemed to be dispelled, and he forced a smile and said:
"Little junior sister is being naughty again. Don't blame Master Shandao. It seems to be getting late."
Ouyang Rong glanced at the sky outside the door behind him. When he turned around, his expression had returned to normal. He said calmly:
"By the way, they are still waiting for me at the Beitian Nursing Home. It's over, little junior sister...little junior sister, please pray to the Buddha for a while. Remember to change your clothes after praying. It's not appropriate to wear a skirt. I have to do it in the afternoon.
Business..."
Ouyang took a deep breath. This time it was not just that he didn't want to leave any bond, but also because he had just carefully recalled it and analyzed that the junior sister was not love, but admiration, admiration and dependence on his elder brother.
In fact, a long time ago, when the junior sister asked him to discipline her as a joke, Ouyang Rong noticed that the junior sister had some admiration for him.
The junior sister may be impulsive and he doesn't want to take advantage of this.
There is a difference between love and admiration and dependence... Ouyang Rong murmured in his heart.
"After you change your clothes, come find me again."
After saying a few words, 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 with blank expressions.
It looked like he was running away in a panic.
Even the female fairy Jade who had been waiting at the door, lurking and looking around, also changed her expression, staring blankly at the figure of the young county magistrate who flew past her and left.
The Jade Fairy never expected to encounter such an embarrassing situation.
Just as she was watching, she almost thought that she was not following the enemy, but just watching and eating.
The corner of the Jade Fairy's mouth twitched.
By the way, as a guy who is about to fall into a trap and be beheaded, can you stop being so lively and making such a show? Can you just obey and obey?
She was speechless for a long time. When she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Xie Lingjiang who was frozen in place in the hall, mouthing slightly.
The Jade Fairy's eyes were a little curious.
Why don't you go after it... This is a failure to express your feelings, and you are shameless?
Hey, wait.
Seems like...a good opportunity.
In the next moment, a flash of inspiration seemed to flash in the mind of the Jade Lady Fairy, and she immediately grabbed her tail.
Just do it.
The Jade Immortal, disguised as a wealthy woman, raised her eyebrows, turned around immediately, and walked out of the palace door.
She came to the square outside the main hall and waved secretly in a certain direction.
Not far away, among the crowd of pilgrims on the square, two servants of the Liu family who were waiting quietly received the signal and immediately stepped forward silently and rushed to the side of the Jade Lady.
Of these two slaves of the Liu family, one is as strong as a bear, and the other is as thin and tall as a monkey.
The latter seemed to be smarter, so he spoke first and asked cautiously:
"Nvxian, how are you? What happened inside? We saw Ouyang Lianghan just running out, and we were ready to chase him. Where is the female master named Xie?"
The Jade Fairy had a cold face, stretched out her index finger, pointed at the back of Ouyang Rong, who was running quickly and without a trace, and gave a stern command:
"This is an opportunity, you should go follow him now.
"Ouyang Lianghan should be going to the Beitian Nursing Home. When he goes in, you will wait outside for half a quarter of an hour for the dust to settle before going in to collect the body and deal with the scene.
"It was planned to be disguised as suicide out of fear of crime, and then revealed after the ribbon-cutting ceremony in the afternoon."
"Yes, fairy."
The sturdy Liu family slave and the skinny monkey Liu family slave looked at each other and accepted the order with their fists clasped in pairs.
However, even after they responded, the two of them still looked worriedly towards the direction of the main hall behind the Yuxi Fairy.
They seemed to have known for a long time how powerful Xie Lingjiang was.
Compared to the burly slave who was more obedient, the skinny monkey slave hesitated in his steps, paused slightly while turning around, and mustered up the courage to say:
"Fairy Fairy, it seems that this was not the original plan. What if the female master named Xie comes over later? If the young ones are caught by her, they will definitely die..."
"Are you assuming that I don't exist? I just want you to die?"
The jade fairy choked back.
The two Liu family slaves looked a little confused when they heard this.
The Jade Fairy ignored them and turned around, waving her sleeves and leaving.
She was racing against time and walked straight to a deserted place in the back of the hall.
The Jade Fairy lowered her head and skillfully took off something on her face.
Immediately.
She changed into a mirage mask.
I saw it in an instant.
The space around him seemed to be distorted, like a mirage, like a dreamy shadow shaking and emerging.
Not long after.
A young county magistrate walked out from behind the main hall and returned to the corridor outside the hall.
The two servants of the Liu family who were hesitating on the spot and did not leave immediately were startled when they saw this. They turned their heads to look in the direction where Ouyang Rong left not long ago, as if they were dazzled by what they saw.
When the young county magistrate gave them that familiar indifferent look, he snorted and said sternly:
"Huh? Why don't you go after it?"
The strong slave and the skinny monkey reacted immediately, with a look of awe and fear on their faces, and nodded hurriedly.
They quickly retreated and turned around to chase a real person...
Within the main hall.
Master Shandao sighed quietly.
He can only help so much.
It's not that I'm not good at it, this is a high-end game.
A certain wooden fish may have been knocked hard, but it is 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 even when it’s dead!
As if feeling the silence in the air around him, Master Shandao had a look of fear and worry in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look at Xie Lingjiang.
I saw that this noble lady of the Xie family still maintained a flowery smile, but the pair of originally bright eyes had already dimmed and died.
A kind of brilliance called hope is gradually disappearing.
Xie Lingjiang faced the empty front, his right hand still stretched forward.
The red string lying flat on the palm of my hand has lost its owner.
The woman closed her dry red lips and buried her temples, unable to see her expression.
Silence is greater than death of heart.
She slowly closed her slender fingers, retracted her right hand, and made a gesture to turn away.
Master Shandao stopped turning the beads in his hand and stopped talking.
But at this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared outside the palace gate.
Ouyang Rong stepped through the door.
He raised his hand to support his chin, as if touching his face, and looked around the hall.
After seeing the figures of Xie Lingjiang and Master Shandao, he walked straight away.
"Huh? This is..."
Master Shandao, who was about to comfort Xie Lingjiang, caught a glimpse of movement at the door and stared in surprise.
Xie Lingjiang turned around without noticing. At this moment, she was not interested in Master Shandao's reaction at all. She seemed to have lost her sense of the five senses.
until……
Ouyang Rong came to Xie Lingjiang with a calm expression, and without any hesitation, he took her cold right hand.
He opened his stiffly closed fingers again, and twisted a red rope soaked in sweat with his two fingers.
Under the surprised gaze of Master Shandao, he almost pulled off his beard.
Ouyang Rong grabbed the junior sister's right hand, lowered his head, and silently tied the red rope quickly around her white wrist.
After tying the red rope, he stretched out his right hand without revealing anything, and generously signaled to the junior sister in front of him that he could "handle it as he pleased."
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet.
Xie Lingjiang was stunned.
…
Suddenly I discovered that Xiaorong didn’t seem to have taken a single day off in the three months since he started writing the book. Woo hoo hoo, what kind of model worker author is this? Brothers, feel free to talk about it, and you can go and put pressure on other authors! (dog head)