Is there a clear stream above the clouds?

Although the plank was not comfortable, it was a good night's sleep, and even the bumps and fatigue of the previous two days were swept away.

I got up and looked around, only to find that the wind herd was gone.

I also asked him to call him if I had something, but I don't know when he left.

There was a faint sense of loss in my heart.

He's the first friend I've ever met.

Just left, the fate is really shallow.

With that in mind, I walked out of the temple, thinking about its shelter that night. So I turned around and folded my palms reverently, closed my eyes and bowed to the temple.

Then he turned and walked through the jungle towards the city.

......

This time I learned wisely, and when I got to the city, I first bought a face mask from a small vendor, and then bought a new outfit at a nearby clothing store. Speaking of this mask, it is delicate and small, lightweight, and made of bamboo, which I like when I see it, and it covers the upper half of my face.

Then I washed and disguised myself in an unobtrusive place by the moat at the other end of the city, and tied my hair high behind my head in a light green scarf.

Then I changed into a new outfit I just bought, which was a pure white plain clothes, and the outer coat was a light green light gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, which looked like a set of scarves on my head.

It's comfortable to wear.

I looked at the reflection in the river and was very satisfied.

Well, this green color is so beautiful, this mask is worn, and people who don't know each other well will definitely not recognize it.

Then I set off for the Jinfu Inn.

At this time, it was meal, and the inn was full.

As soon as I stepped into the store, the shopkeeper greeted me: "This guest officer, do you still live in the hotel?"

I looked at him, not the one who had given me the drink, so I asked him, "Is there a man in your shop who has a round spot on his left cheek?"

The shopkeeper seemed to think about it and replied, "No." Then he saw that I was lost in thought, and interrupted, "Girl, if you are not eating or staying at a hotel, please sit here for the time being, and you have seen that it is the peak season for customers, and if I do not greet them, the shopkeeper will have to scold me." Or do you ask the guy at the desk there?".

When I heard this, I raised my hand to him, "Please." "

Then he walked to the account desk, and the man was a little older, and he was fiddling with the abacus, presumably the account room.

So I asked him about the whereabouts of the shopkeeper who had poisoned me, and I got the same answer.

After all, the bookkeeper was older, and after patiently solving my doubts, he continued to ask, "What difficulties did the girl encounter

?"

I replied, "Sir, I don't know, I stayed at this inn for a few days before, but one day at dinner, it was the person I had just asked, he stunned me, stole my baggage, and now I am penniless, so I have to ...... as a last resort."

I saw that the bookkeeper was puzzled at first, and muttered to himself: Burden...... Then he patted the door of his head and said to me with a stretched face: "A few days ago, our store picked up a burden, and there was indeed a girl staying in our store, and this burden was found in the corridor in front of her guest room, and she has not returned for a few days, so she has not settled the money, and we are worried that we can't find anyone!".

As he spoke, he rummaged under the account desk, while muttering: "There are still people pretending to be our shop guys and doing such stealing things, the world is really not peaceful, and it is ...... to take more precautions in the future" and then said: "Eh, I found it, girl, please see." "

I looked, the bag was embroidered with bamboo patterns, isn't it the one I lost!

My heart was overjoyed, and I was about to take it with high spirits.

The bookkeeper hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, girl, it's not that the shop doesn't trust you, and the world is not peaceful, can the girl tell me what is in the baggage?"

And that makes sense.

So I described the things that didn't matter in the baggage, and then said, "There is also a bamboo bone fan inside, Mr. can check it." "

The account room opened the burden and nodded, so he smiled and said, "It is indeed the girl's burden." Then he gave me back the baggage.

The moment I got the baggage, I almost cried with joy, and immediately took the sad painting that I had lost and recovered in my hand and hid it in my sleeve.

Master taught me to keep the weapon in my hand, but I only remembered it when I suffered a loss.

Then I thanked Mr. and left the inn after paying the money for the previous few days.

As soon as I left the inn, a little beggar snatched my burden and ran away.

I snorted, then I was speechless for a while. Here it is again, here it is again, my burden is not hot yet!

Okay, kid, sister, I'll let you start first.

I saw the little beggar recklessly rushing into the crowd, pretending to overturn several unsuspecting passers-by, and the burden carried by the fruit farmer was also knocked over, and it was downhill, and he rolled down the stone road with a bamboo basket on the side, and a basket of straw hats was scattered all the way.

For a while, there was a lot of scolding on the road.

I thought about letting him ram him down again, because if he bumped into a hot-tempered person, he would inevitably be caught and beaten severely.

So I used a trick that I am most familiar with: flying bamboo.

Stretching out his hand to make a slight internal force, the straw hat that was sprinkled all the way next to him rose into the air.

In the flash of light, I rose up, stepped on the straw hat, and took the straw hat as a path, and without a few steps I walked to the little beggar's side, and grabbed his arm.

I thought to myself that this trick is flying bamboo, when practicing, it is to use the bamboo leaves of the bamboo forest in my door as the medium, which is more light and chic, and the ornamentality of this straw hat is really worse.

When the people around saw the little beggar I caught, they applauded again and again, the chivalrous woman was mighty.

This little beggar was a head shorter than me, and the expression on his face was unconvinced.

When the crowd dispersed, I said to the little beggar: Why are you robbing me of my burden?

He said, "Hungry."

I asked: Why don't you go to the stall that sells steamed buns when you're hungry?

He replied: "You will be beaten."

I asked: Won't you be beaten if you rob me?

He didn't answer, just stubbornly turned his head sideways, his face bulging angrily.

I thought he was cute, and laughed at him: If you answer, my sister will invite you to eat something delicious.

Really? He turned his head and looked at me suspiciously.

I nodded earnestly.

So he said, "Because, because I feel like you can't beat me."

I'm ashamed ......

Do I look weak?

Although he thought so in his heart, he still said with a hard breath: Now you know, you can't judge people by their appearance.

He didn't answer, but just stretched out his hand and said, "Eat."

So I took my children to buy a few steamed buns and a bowl of gruel at a famous bun shop nearby.

I made small talk to him and said, "What's your name?"

As he ate steaming food, he replied, "Beggar."

I wondered: don't you have a name?

He said: Before the master was killed, he didn't give me a name, and he always called me a little beggar.

Your master is ......

A monk in a temple outside the city.

I was shocked, could it be the ruined temple where I stayed yesterday?

At this point, I suddenly recalled with a blessed heart and soul the gossip I had listened to when I was in my door a few years ago, listening to the discussions of my brothers and sisters.

It is said that it has always been built with my door in the empty temple of the empty master, suddenly disappeared, there are rumors that he feathered up to the immortal, and some people say that he went into the mountains and forests to live in seclusion. Since then, the temple has been vacant for many years.

It turned out that he was killed......

The kid looked no more than ten years old.

Master has always taught us to have compassion and kindness.

Now that I've met, I can't just watch this little beggar still living on the streets, stealing for a living.

Then I said, "Son, if I tell you how to live without stealing all day and not starving, will you listen?"

His eyes lit up immediately and he nodded his head repeatedly.

I nodded with satisfaction: Then you have to promise me one thing.

Sister, you say!

I am right: From now on, you must never do the thing of roosters and dogs again.

Okay! I'll never do it again!" he hurriedly agreed.

......

And the way I said was to take him back to his former residence, the temple.

I took him to repair the window lattice and the gate, fortunately the years are not long, except for the gate is a little dilapidated, and the windows are not closed tightly, but the others are fine. The bedrooms and stoves in the temple are also intact.

However, because the dust accumulated in the temple for many years could not be cleaned for a while, it was put aside.

I led the child in the courtyard to sow the seeds and fruits I had just bought at the market, and he was busy with energy and smiles, which was really different from the cold appearance at noon, and we were busy until dusk.

Suddenly, I heard it, and I cooed ......

The child clutched his stomach and smiled at me embarrassedly: Sister, I'm hungry again.