After the battle in Lingyin County, the little monk Fayi continued to embark on his journey of traveling around the world.

I went to the Western Regions and went to the Great Wilderness.

The trip to the Western Regions was very ostentatious. The young monk of Dharma, who was never ostentatious, defended the Dharma with missionaries in the Western Regions, spoke lotus flowers and had visions!

The war without gunpowder finally ended with the victory of the monk Fayi. The news spread throughout the world at a speed of thunder and spread throughout the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

During the journey to the Great Wilderness, the little monk Fayi replied to his past low-keyness. He only saw the master pointing at Yonghe, who broke the mountain. He felt very beautiful from the bottom of his heart and exclaimed, which caused the twelve swordsmen of the Temple to challenge him.

The challenge ended in vain. It took three days and three nights. The little monk Fayi did not even lose a hair, but exhausted the famous twelve swordsmen.

Since then, the little monk Fayi of Futu Temple has become famous all over the world. His Majesty the Emperor of the prosperous Tang Dynasty was very happy and issued three imperial edicts to reward him, but was blocked by the barefoot monk one by one.

However, even though he has become famous all over the world, the little monk Fayi still has no celebrity enlightenment.

After coming to Luoxia Town before March, he was deceived again without any surprise. The glamorous coat given to him by the Great Wilderness Temple, and eventually had to come to the tavern to beg for alms.

What's even more life-threatening is that Cuihua, the daughter of the tavern shopkeeper, fell in love at first sight when she saw the little monk Fayi...

Since then, the shopkeeper of the tavern who had been staying in Luoxia Town for the rest of his life began to take advantage of the weaknesses of Fayi, extending the departure time of the little monk Fayi again and again.

"You ate a scallion today."

"Well?"

"So, I need to stay here for ten days."

"ah?"

"You had a bowl of noodles today."

"Didn't the noodles say I deserve it? It shouldn't be extended."

"But the minced meat in the noodles is not free."

"ah?"

The absurd reasons and the bullshit process have dragged on the little monk Fayi for three months.

After listening to this story, Zhang Xiaodao did not find it absurd, but instead sighed and said, "You won't run by yourself?"

The little monk Fayi raised his head in surprise and said, "Yes, why can't I run by myself?"

Wu Daxiong, who had just taken a sip of tea, spit out a sip of tea again, stared at Zhang Xiaodao with wide eyes and thought, how could you be so calm?

Zhang Xiaodao was indeed very calm. He knew that the little monk Fayi was a very second-class monk, so he would not show a look of surprise even if he did something second.

After the little monk Fayi cried, he looked like he asked for help.

Zhang Xiaodao narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Shopkeeper."

From time to time, a strong middle-aged man walked out of the tavern. After seeing Zhang Xiaodao and Wu Nobita, the middle-aged man immediately changed into a smiling face.

Many diners focused their attention and looked like they were not interested in watching the fun.

Zhang Xiaodao did not introduce himself and took out Bian Jun'er's waist card and still stood on the table, then said, "The monk is my friend. If you don't want to enter the yamen, just let him go."

The fat shopkeeper showed a difficult look. His wife died early and left a daughter. Somehow he fell in love with this little monk. Seeing that the monk was kind-hearted, the shopkeeper advised him to return to the secular world to marry into a family. Then he thought that this little monk actually knew Bian Jun'er?

The border army is very familiar and unfamiliar to the people living in the border. The people have been influenced by many legends since childhood. However, since the establishment of the Six Passes, the border army rarely appears in the pass. The effect of distance creating beauty makes the border army more mysterious and awe.

The waist-baring card displayed by Zhang Xiaodao is not conspicuous, but the people know that no one dares to impersonate this thing.

While the shopkeeper was struggling, a girl walked out of the tavern.

The girl was wearing a light green long dress, and her appearance was not exquisite, but her eyebrows were pretty, giving people a jewellery feeling. But when she opened her mouth, she said firmly: "No, he can't leave."

Zhang Xiaodao looked at Monk Fayi and stepped on his head into the table and said with great interest: "Why can't it be?"

The girl whispered: "Because he touched my hand, he had to marry me."

Zhang Xiaodao smiled, and Wu Daxiong said with a smile: "Girl, how old you are this year, you will get married, not to mention the open customs of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. I have never heard of the custom of setting a lifelong life if you try to do it."

The girl looked stern and argued: "There is this custom in Luoxia Town."

None of the people around the audience said, but they all looked smiling.

Zhang Xiaodao whispered: "Shopkeeper, are there any quieter places? Let's talk about this slowly."

The shopkeeper nodded and walked into the incense shop in the tavern with Zhang Xiaodao and the other two. After the five of them sat down, the atmosphere was extremely strange, just like seeing their in-laws...

Zhang Xiaodao spoke first, looked up at the girl's pretty face and said, "How old are you?"

"fifteen."

Zhang Xiaodao rubbed his brows and asked softly: "Do you really like him?"

The girl browed without raising her eyebrows, remembering the kind smile of the little monk Fayi in the past three months, and nodded.

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and said, "What do you like him?"

The girl's brows were a little deeper, but she didn't answer it as soon as possible. She argued: "Anyway, he has to return to secular life to marry me."

Zhang Xiaodao looked at the shopkeeper who looked embarrassed and never said anything due to his identity, and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you think getting married is a hasty thing?"

The shopkeeper kept silent, and Zhang Xiaodao turned to ask the girl: "Don't say whether he is a monk or not, nor do you say that you are a man of force, nor do you even cheat monks. Just say that you, you probably don't even know what you like, so why are you talking about getting married?"

"Also, please ask yourself first, where do you like monks?"

The girl was already afraid of the two Bian Jun'er who came with a knife and had evil spirits between her eyebrows, and she became even more depressed after saying this.

Zhang Xiaodao thought this was not a big deal. Seeing the culprit speechless, he said, "We live here today, and we will leave tomorrow morning. Don't stop you, you can't stop it. Okay, let's break up." His words were firm.

It was said that it would be dispersed. Wu Nobita pulled the little monk with a red face and walked out of the wing room. The three of them found an inn and checked in. The matter came to an end.

The little monk never thought that this troublesome thing would be so simple. He was grateful all the way and even more enjoyable at night. He ate ten scallions and patted his stomach with satisfaction.

The night in Luoxia Town is not so beautiful, far from the red gauze beauty at dusk. Zhang Xiaodao met with the little monk again, so he naturally had to talk more. He simply sat on the eaves of the second-story building of the inn with a wine pot, watching the not-so-soft moonlight, looking at the not-so-beautiful scenery in the town, and softly talking about the past of the two years.

"Tuobalie? I also saw him in the temple. Isn't he the Holy Son of the Great Wilderness? How could he run to the border of the prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

"You are still a monk from the Futu Temple, why did you go to the temple?"

The little monk Fayi felt the coolness of the tiles coming from under his butt, and smiled and said, "The master said that the temple and the Holy See are going to take a look, so I'll take a look."

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and asked, "How is Tuobalie?"

"That guy? I only remember that my legs are so thick. I haven't fought with him, but before leaving, he said to me, he is not as good as me."

"Uh? Is this what he can say?"

"It is rumored that the Holy Son is arrogant, and I feel uncomfortable listening to this."

Zhang Xiaodao pursed his lips and said, "If he could say that, it would be really terrible."

"Uh, don't mention him, how boring he is."

"Who is that?" Zhang Xiaodao joked: "Cuihua?"

Cuihua is the daughter of the shopkeeper of the tavern. When she mentioned the little monk, she became even more depressed and asked softly: "Xiaodao, today you said she likes me, what is the correct answer?"

Zhang Xiaodao raised his head, took a sip of wine, remembered Wang Luohan, who had not appeared in his dream for a long time, and said softly: "If you like it, do you need extra explanation?"

"Then I like you."

"Puff." Zhang Xiaodao laughed and said, "Is this considered confession?"

"What is confession?"

"It's just to tell the truth to the person you like."

"Truthful? I always only tell the truth."

Zhang Xiaodao knew that he could not investigate the little monk in depth on this issue. He was not an ordinary person after all...

So, he asked, "What is the purpose of the next stop?"

"Go home."

"Futu Temple?"

"yes."

"Then we'll be on the way."

"That's great. Let's go together and go back and see Brother Daniu. I don't know how he is?"

"Yes, I don't know how they are."

Zhang Xiaodao raised his head, looked at the crescent moon that was poking out of the clouds, thought of the villagers in Lingyin County, and the relatives buried on the mountain, and remained silent.

There was nothing to say all night. The dawn of the next morning lit up Zhang Xiaodao's cheek through the window paper in the inn. Zhang Xiaodao sat up habitually, feeling the fierce side effects of drinking last night for some reason and shook his head.

Wu Daxiong had already gotten up early and raised a carriage. After a simple breakfast in the inn, the little monk Fayi sat in the carriage.

The journey to return home began again, Zhang Xiaodao rode the green cow and shouted loudly: "Go home." He walked side by side with the carriage and walked to the entrance of the town.

At the entrance of Luoxia Town, the morning light spreads, spreading the distant mountain scenery with a layer of brilliance.

The spring breeze blew up the ends of people's hair, and the door of the pub that had not yet opened was pushed open with a creaking sound, and a girl walked out.

The girl's name is Cuihua, which follows the rural style of the names of small places. She pursed her lips and saw the carriage that was about to go away.

Zhang Xiaodao smiled slightly, and the old Qingniu came to the carriage and said, "No matter what, you must say goodbye."

The little monk did not feel shy, lifted the worn curtain of the carriage, crawled out, saw the girl who had suffered a lot, but she still had a smile on her face and waved goodbye.

At this time, Cuihua could no longer help but shed tears, and then shouted out the answer she had thought about for a night and shouted: "I like you!"

Zhang Xiaodao is right. Like means like, and there is no need for extra explanation.

The little monk Fayi showed a look of surprise, Zhang Xiaodao smiled, but Cuihua kept repeating quickly: "I like you, I like you..."

When the speed of speaking is getting faster, I like you to become ‘I proclaim you’, echoing in front of the tavern for a long time!
Chapter completed!