Everything inside the mountain gate is silent except for the sound of the chime.
On the quiet alley behind the Main Hall, a young man wearing monk's robes but not ordained came over.
This young man with a delicate appearance and outstanding temperament was named Chai Yan. He fainted outside the mountain gate a month ago and was later found and taken in by the temple.
But after waking up, Chai Yan is no longer the Chai Yan of the past. His current soul comes from the modern society of the 21st century.
The time and space that Chai Yan traveled to is called "Sheng Dynasty". It is a strange ancient feudal dynasty that has been in existence for more than 120 years. It is now the golden age of Sheng Dynasty when the country is rich and the people are strong.
Just now, the abbot and abbot gave Chai Yan a handwritten letter, saying that if he used this letter to meet Su Dashan in the north of the city, he would be able to find a good job. At this time, Chai Yan was about to go back to his house to pack his things and hurried down the mountain to the city.
Woolen cloth.
Halfway through, Chai Yan suddenly felt something flying towards him from the side and behind, and it scratched his cheek with a "whoosh". Before he could react, there was a crisp cracking sound on the road in front of him.
Chai Yan was shocked.
Chai Yan took a closer look and saw that a glazed tile fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces!
Immediately, Chai Yan felt something strange on his cheek, so he reached out to touch what was going on. When he saw a faint red color on his finger, he immediately became uneasy...
"I'll wipe it, it's blood!"
What the hell! What bastard threw the tiles around?
Fortunately, I was lucky enough to not be hit in the head!
Chai Yan cursed in his heart, raised his head and looked in the direction of the main hall.
Soon, the sound of conversation came from behind a row of guardrails in the hall above.
"Young... Young Master, don't go there, it will be bad if someone sees you..." Judging from the voice, the speaker should be young.
Immediately, a slightly sharp voice replied: "Why is it so bad? What if we don't look at it? What if it hits someone?"
As soon as he finished speaking, two heads popped out of the guardrail at the same time.
"Yeah! There's someone!"
"Hey, there really is someone!"
Because of the distance, Chai Yan couldn't tell what the two of them looked like, but judging from the outlines of their head attire, they were a young man and a servant. However, hearing the voices of the two talking, they didn't sound like men.
"Hey, are you okay?" the young man above asked.
After hearing this question, Chai Yan was sure that the young man above was indeed a woman, and the tomboy next to him was probably her maid.
Seeing that Chai Yan didn't reply, and he didn't cry out in pain or appear to be injured, the female young master turned to the tomboy and said, "Let's go, he's fine..."
After saying that, the two heads disappeared.
Chai Yan reacted immediately and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Hey, do you have any sense of public morality? Come back here, do you want to run away after throwing things away?"
As expected, the shout made the two people who had just retracted their heads poke their heads out again. They looked at Chai Yan on the bluestone steps below and shouted: "Who do you think is unethical?"
The tomboy asked in a low voice: "Sir, what does it mean to be unethical?"
The young master glared at her and whispered: "Idiot, that's a curse word!"
The tomboy was not happy when he heard this. He pointed at Chai Yan below and said angrily: "You have no sense of ethics!"
"Oh, what's the matter? You're throwing things and hitting people, right?" Chai Yan raised his head and said without any sign of weakness.
The female young master shouted at Chai Yan: "Which of your eyes saw us throwing things? If you continue to make false accusations, be careful I come down and slap your mouth!"
"Yes! Be careful when my young master slaps your mouth!" said the tomboy, fox, and tiger.
Chai Yan crossed his arms and looked at the other person with contempt: "If you have the guts to do it but don't have the guts to admit it, are you prepared to deny it to the death?"
The female young master was immediately irritated by Chai Yan's gesture. Suddenly a folding fan appeared in her hand, pointed at Chai Yan and said: "Don't run away if you can!"
After saying that, the two heads on the railing retracted angrily.
Not only was Chai Yan not worried, but he was actually happy. He thought to himself, "I'm afraid of you two little bitches. How dare you come down here to make trouble after I'm wrong? Let's see how I deal with you!"
After a while, two petite figures, one tall and one short, appeared at one end of the bluestone road.
Chai Yan stood motionless with his arms folded, waiting for the two of them to come over without any fear.
As they gradually approached, Chai Yan also saw clearly how the two of them were dressed. The young lady walking in front was dressed in an indigo scholar's outfit, probably for chicness and elegance, and she also held a folding fan in her hand.
The tomboy who followed behind was wearing brown and gray servant clothes. It was obvious at first glance that the clothes were improvised and did not fit the tomboy's figure at all.
Although the two of them appeared to be dressed in men's clothing, the way they walked and the sounds they made had already given them away. There was no doubt that they were disguised as men.
Chai Yan looked at the two of them and shook his head secretly. Look at this, it's probably the young lady who sneaked out to play again!
The female young master walked up to Chai Yan aggressively and asked, "Who did you just say has no public conscience?"
Chai Yan was not in a hurry to reply to her words, but looked at the other person up and down as if nothing had happened.
The young lady in front of me has a beautiful appearance, delicate facial features, bright eyes and white teeth, and a lovely face. She is estimated to be about seventeen or eight years old.
The tomboy behind the young lady looks much younger, with a round face and some baby fat. He should be about thirteen or four years old. The tomboy is staring at Chai Yan angrily from behind.
"Hey, I'm asking you a question, what are you looking at all over the place?" The female master raised her fan and waved it, disrupting Chai Yan's line of sight at the right time.
"Who are you talking about?" Chai Yan turned around and looked around, pretending to be confused and said: "Is there anyone else around here? Who else do you think I can talk about?"
Unexpectedly, the tomboy behind the young master also looked around and said with a serious expression: "Sir, there is no one around, he is just talking about us!"
The tomboy's cute and stupid reaction caught Chaiyan off guard, and he burst into laughter.
"Shut up... Who told you to talk?" The young master turned around and glared at the tomboy. The female young master felt that the person next to him behaved like this.
The tomboy quickly stuck out his tongue and closed his mouth.
After trying hard to calm down her emotions, the young lady spoke again: "Let me ask you, why are you not tonsured while you are wearing monk's robes?"
Seeing the young master's angry look, Chai Yan couldn't help but want to continue teasing her, so he tilted his head: "Guess..."