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Babei leaned on her side, whispering softly, as if singing a sleeping song.

...

Jueguang picked up the little girl who was sleeping among the orchid bushes, and then saw the ugly bug on her collar.

"Huh? Why isn't Chong'er afraid of people? Could it be that he caught a fool?"

A dumb thing is the worst bug that can only be fed to chickens. I feel that the little girl is unlucky. She has been busy for a long time and scared everyone. In the end, only one dumb thing was caught, really...

That night, Sun Wang saw her daughter. She rushed over anxiously and saw that the child was safe, but after falling asleep with fatigue, she suddenly became angry again. She raised her hand to wake her up, but was stopped by Jue Guang.

"Don’t want to be like this. It’s normal for a child to be ignorant, but don’t break people," he laughed. No, I haven't been disciplined for so many years, and I didn't know the truth until I got to the monastery. You kid is naughty now, and I'll just be sent to Yigu'an for some time.

Xu Ranxue, who rushed from home in the evening, was suddenly unhappy. "What the black monk said, Li Chai is usually so behaved. She must have had her own reason for leaving home this time!"

"The kids know what they know, most of them are still playing around..." They argued a few words, but when Jueguang realized that he couldn't say it, he broke the topic immediately, "Okay, I'll report to the Buddha and see what he orders. "

The bald donkey is very bad, and he deliberately ran into Xu Ranxue's body. He was tall and strong, and he was still holding a child. How could the scholar dared to push him two steps away, and then he was caught with a toothy laughter. If it doesn't work, it's not easy to care about anything.

Stepping into the house, Lu Zhengkang was gathering the chess pieces, one by one, and put them back into the chess box, very detailed and very slow. On the chessboard, the two white pieces were pasted together, and the distribution of the remaining black pieces was still chaotic.

Jueguang placed the little girl beside Lu Zhengkang and greeted him for eleven ceremonies, "Fortunately, the thing that the Buddha told him is finished."

Lu Zhengkang smiled at him, then looked down at Sun Lichai.

Strangely enough, Sun Lichai, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly, opened her eyes and looked energetic.

Seeing the person in front of her, she yelled happily, "Luyuan, I saw you on the moon, ah, yes, I'm going to catch and weave for you, it's a strange king of weaving! Give it to you. She cupped her hands, the eight defeats jumped from the collar to her hand very smartly, facing Lu Zhengkang, and yelled softly.

Jueguang curled his lips next to him, something foreign?Say myths bluff people?

Lu Zhengkang stretched out the index finger of his left hand, and the bug climbed onto the back of his hand and curled up very peacefully.

"I like it very much."

"Hee hee, you like it... Sleepy, I will sleep for a while, and then I will talk to you when I wake up." Sun Lichai was still excited in the first half of the sentence. Every word he uttered was a low point. When the words were finished, Lie down and fell asleep again.

Jueguang: "..."

Lu Zhengkang put his left hand on his knee, let the eight losers stay on the back of his hand, and then his right hand went to gather the chess pieces.

Jueguang took a few steps forward, "Buddha, the chessboard that the poor monk saw before...is it supernatural power?"

The monk's black face glowed with excitement, looking forward to it.

"Yes." Lu Zhengkang's tone was flat, but the bald donkey widened his eyes excitedly when he heard it.

"I, this... I will tell the abbot."

Lu Zhengkang looked at his back in a hurry and sighed. These monks were about to make him worry again.

After gathering all the chess pieces, he lightly touched the eight loser body.

Bugs, humans, destiny.

From the perspective of Tianyantong, Sun Lichai’s upper edge bead and the eight defeated upper edge bead are tied together by a solid upper edge line. The upper edge bead of the alien insect king is as huge as a mountain. In comparison, the little girl is nothing It is a gravel on a mountain.

Sun Lichai's Shangyuanzhu was nourished by eight defeats and kept swelling.

"From now on, this worm will live and die with you. If it is unharmed, you will not die. If you die, this worm will die." Lu Zhengkang whispered softly.

Look up at the window.

The moonlight is so beautiful.

Chapter 94: Sun Zhengdao's Perseverance, Lu Zhengkang's Trip

After learning that the Luyuan Bodhisattva had magical powers, the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple were so abnormal that they did not come to disturb Lu Zhengkang. Perhaps they had been prepared for this a long time ago. Anyway, apart from the smile on their faces every day, they didn't do anything strange.

Sun Lichai was not settled by her mother after the fall, because she had a very good reason for leaving home in Sun Wang's eyes. It is a glorious thing to find treasure for the Bodhisattva. Of course, the key Bodhisattva liked it very much, and the little girl was not injured.For the sake of her being very well-behaved on weekdays, the storm was lightly revealed.

What makes many people dissatisfied is that Sun Lichai's woven fabrics dedicated to the Buddha are too ugly, even uglier than the ugliest stupid thing. It is a kind of blasphemy for such bugs to stay on the back of the bodhisattva.

Sun Lichai explained that this worm was a foreign product that caused the weaving king to lose, but the old mothers and most of the monks did not believe it. Soon there were gossips in Jianchuan Town that children in Sun Zhengdao’s family were disrespectful to the Buddha and fooled foolish things as treasures. Man, these words reached his grandfather's ears. The middle-aged man had a pale face and went out carrying the insect net, and disappeared for two days and one night.

When Sun Zhengdao returned to the town again, he did not know where he captured the three guards, and then he took the Zhizhi family to visit, fighting with those who talked coldly, and the fight lasted a week.

This was a crazy week, a week full of shocking topics. Sun Zhengdao's deeds of fighting crickets swept across the villages and towns within the Songshan Mountain like lightning, adding more heat to the busy farming season, and many people specially Hurry to watch the excitement.

For a time, Jianchuan Town was full of people, and the streets and alleys were crowded with idle people, so there were all kinds of small vendors, dim sum shops, toy stalls, stage performances, fortune tellers, and accessories. , Even repairing shoes and clothes, selling medicines and moles, all walks of life have emerged, just like temple fairs.

Sun Zhengdao is the absolute core of this rally. Every time he wins, he will cause an exclamation. The crowd quarrels, shouts and laughs, and the loser is especially embarrassed in this situation.

The three guards are almost unmatched.

However, after all, there is no general who can win. Everyone thinks that Sun Zhengdao's glory will continue, but the results are often unsatisfactory.

A week later, he lost. Such a failure was actually expected, and most people sighed with sympathy. The three committees for the promotion of the organization have done their best and cannot ask for more.

At the end of the fun fair, the idlers still gathered in Jianchuan Town, and everyone was still immersed in the atmosphere of entertainment before the harvest time.

After the incident, although no one dared to talk about the Sun family's gossip, Sun Zhengdao was still unwilling.

He put the three bruised and bruised weaves in the best weaving pot in the family and offered them to the ancestral hall in the town.

Every day he personally feeds them, hoping that they will regain their vitality.

But only one survived after a few days of cultivation, and one even died.

It is too late to catch the weaving.

Sun Zhengdao's fight was completely over.

...

Sun Lichai ran up to Lu Zhengkang, watched him slowly flip through the scriptures, and suddenly said: "Luyuan, why don't you let the eight defeats help my father?"

Lu Zhengkang didn't look up, "It's not enough now, it's better to wait a year or two."

"Everyone will forget it in one or two years!"

"Forgetting doesn't mean there is no. Whenever it wins a few games, people will remember."

Sun Lichai calmed down as soon as she heard it. She was a patient by nature.

"Luyuan, you have grown up a lot."

"Indeed." Lu Zhengkang casually.