Chapter 16: Clothing red wins maple skin white snow

Thanks for the pity on the spot. Seeing that the boy was slender and slender, he helped him with a big bag of smashing, and he was so arrogant that he taught him that he had sinned in his heart. Saburo took a few steps and went out. He was grateful to catch up. Suddenly remembered that the old man who was driving was still lying in the car. Now he turned back and reached out, and he woke up and told him tonight. Don't say go out. The old man saw his ability on the road, saying that where to dare to have two, nodded again and again, pulling the old yellow and rushing home.
There was only one roll of the rest of the board, and thanked him for carrying it up, and then looking back, Saburo had already carried one big bag of messy things with one hand and went up the hillside.
In front of the twisted view of Bodhisattva, Saburo bowed his head and smiled, seeming to see something interesting. Xie pity approached and found out that he was looking at the sign of the dangerous house for donation. He coughed and said: "You see, that's it. So I said, you may not live."
Saburo said: "It's good."
In the past, it was all thanks to others saying "good fortunately". Today is the first time I heard someone say this to him. It’s really hard to describe how it feels. The original wooden door of Bodhisattva had already decayed. Thanks for taking it down and replacing it with a curtain. He picked it up and said, "Come in." Saburo followed him and went in.
The furnishings in this cabin are clear at a glance. There is only one rectangular table for the table, two small wooden benches, a small futon, and a merit box. Xie pity took over the things mentioned by Saburo, put the bought sign, incense burner, paper and pen, etc. on the table, and set a red candle that was handy when the house was broken. The room was bright when it was smashed. Saburo picked up the sign, shook it, put it down, and said, "So, is there a bed?"
Thanks for turning around, silently put the roll on the back and handed it to him.
Saburo raised an eyebrow and said: "Only one is it?"
Thanks to the boy who came back from the town, he only met this boy. Naturally, he did not expect to buy one more in advance. He said: "If you don't mind, we can squeeze a little tonight."
Saburo: "Also."
Thank you for taking the broom and sweeping the ground again. Saburo looked around in the view and said: "Dao, my brother, are you missing something in this view?"
Thanks for the sweeping of the ground, he was kneeling on the floor and listening to the words. He said, "I think, except for believers, there should be nothing less."
Saburo also squatted down and asked for a hand, "What about the god?"
After he reminded him, thanking him for thinking about it, he actually forgot the most important thing - the god!
No view of the gods, what is the view? Although his deity is here, he can't always let him sit on the stage every day.
Thinking for a moment, thanked the pity and found a solution, said: "I just bought a pen and paper, and tomorrow I will draw a picture and hang it up."
I will hang myself in my own view. If this is a matter of heaven, it is estimated that I will be laughed for another ten years. However, carving a statue is both costly and time consuming. In contrast, Xie Pity chose to be laughed for ten years.
Unexpectedly, Saburo said: "Drawing? I will. Do you want to help?"
Thanks for your pity, smiled and said: "That will thank you first. However, you are afraid that you will not paint the image of Prince Xianle." After all, his portraits were almost burned eight hundred years ago, regardless of How many people have survived today, I am afraid that not many people have seen it. Saburo said: "Of course. I will. We are in the car, aren't we talking about the Prince?"
Thank you for your pity. Indeed, on the road, he said, "You should have never heard of it," but Saburo did not answer. Listening to him now, I am a little surprised. He laid the mat and straightened up and said, "Do you really know him?"
Saburo sat on the mat and said, "Know."
The look and tone of this young boy’s speech is very interesting. He often laughs, but it's hard to say whether his smile is genuine or ridiculous. Thanks to all the way, he listened to him and said that he was very interested in his evaluation. He sat down next to him and said, "What do you think of Saburo, the son of Xianle?"
Under the two lights, the red candle flared. Saburo bears the candlelight, and a pair of black scorpions sink in the shadows and can't see the look. After a short while, he said: "I think that Junwu must hate him very much."
Xie Li did not expect that this would be the answer, a glimpse, said: "Why do you think so?"
Saburo said: "Why would you take him down twice?"
Hearing words, thanking the patience and smiling, thought: "It is really a child's idea."
He lowered his head and slowly went to the belt and said: "This is not related to hating and hating. There are many things in the world that cannot be explained simply by hate and like."
Saburo: "Oh."
Thanks for turning around, removing the white boots, and said: "If you do something wrong, you should be punished. The emperor only did his job twice."
Saburo is not okay, said: "Maybe."
Thank you for taking off your coat, stacking it and putting it on the table. I want to say a little more. When I look back, I see Saburo’s gaze falling on his foot.
The gaze was very strange, saying that it was cold, but it felt hot and stabbing; it was hot, but it was faintly cold. Thanks for looking down, my heart is clear. This young man looked at a black curse on his right foot.
The first curse is firmly wrapped between the necks, and the second curse is tightly tied to the ankle. These two curses, no matter which one is locked, are not too place, and there is no cover. In the past, if other people asked, thankfulness generally replied that this is necessary for practice, but if this Sanlang asks, I am afraid that it is not so perfunctory.
However, Saburo just stared at his ankle for a while, not saying much. Xie pity is not entangled here, lying down. The boy was lying next to him, lying down with his clothes, and thought that he was not used to sleeping on the ground, thanking him, he still had to get a bed and said: "Relax."
With a light blow, the red candle will go out.
The next morning, Xie pity opened his eyes, Saburo did not lie next to him. Looking up, my heart was shocked. For the table, there is actually a picture hanging.
This portrait is a man dressed in a Chinese costume and a golden mask. He has a sword in one hand and a flower in the other. The pen is excellent, and the color is absolutely brilliant. It is a pair of "Fairy Prince".
Xie Pian has not seen this painting for many years. He has been stunned for a while, only to get up, wear clothes and pick up the curtain. Saburo was outside the house, leaning in a shadow, while turning a broom in his hand and watching the sky bored.
This teenager seems to be really not very fond of daylight. The look of his gaze, like thinking about how to get the sun down and step on it. There was a pile of fallen leaves outside the door, all of them were piled up in one place. Thanks to the door, said: "Are you rested last night?"
Saburo still leaned against the wall and turned his head and said: "Not bad."
Thanks for the pity, he took the broom in his hand and said, "Samuro, is the portrait of Guanli painted by you?"
Saburo said: "Yeah."
Thanks to the pity: "It’s so good."
Sanlang’s mouth is tilted and does not speak. I don't know if it was because I slept for a night, his hair was more sturdy today, loose and loose, very casual, but in fact, it is also very good-looking, casual and not messy, but a bit playful. Xie pity refers to his own hair and says: "Do you want me to help you?"
Saburo nodded, and thanked him for watching. And when he sat down, thanked his hair, and held the black hair in his hand, and then carefully looked at it.
Even if the palm prints and fingerprints are perfect, there will always be a loophole in the monsters. The number of a living person's hair is countless, and one by one is very fine and clear. And many fake ghosts faked by their ghosts, their hair is either a black cloud, or a large piece of glue, like a piece of cloth, or ... simply dressed as a bald.
I confirmed the palm prints and fingerprints last night. I was relieved to be polite, but the portrait I saw this morning couldn’t help but make him slightly suspicious.
How can ordinary people draw this picture?
However, his fingers gently rubbed in Saburo's hair, slowly explored, the young black hair of this boy is long and clear, no abnormalities. For a long while, I don’t know if it hurts him. Saburo smiled a little. He squinted at him and said, "Brother, are you helping me with this, or are you thinking about doing something else?" What?"
His long hair was draped, and his beauty was not reduced, but he was a bit more evil. So asking questions, it seems to be laughing, thank you for greeting: "Okay." This quickly helped him bundle his hair.
Who knows, after the end of the bundle, Saburo glanced at the water basin on the side, and looked back and raised his eyebrows. Thanks for a moment, I coughed again.
This hair is only awkward. Now it’s bunched up, it’s still awkward.
Although Saburo did not say anything, he looked at him like this. Thanks to Pity, he felt that it had not been so bad for at least several hundred years. He put down his hand and wanted to say that you came over and come again, only to listen to the outside. The vocal footsteps began to sound, and a few loud voices came: "Da Xian!!!"
Thanks for listening, I was taken aback, grabbed it and saw it. I saw a large circle of people outside the door. All of them were excited and their faces were red. The head of the village head grabbed a hand and grabbed his hand. : "Da Xian! Our village has come to a living god, it is so good!!!"
Thankfulness: "???"
The rest of the villagers have all come together: "Da Xian, welcome to our Bodhisattva village to settle down!"
"Da Xian! Can you bless me to find my wife?!"
"Da Xian! Can you bless my family and have a baby?!"
"Da Xian! I have fresh Bodhisattva here! Eat Bodhisattva?! Can you save me by the way? I have a good harvest this year?!"
The villagers were too enthusiastic, and the pity was besieged and retreated, and the heart complained. Last night, the old man was a big mouth. He clearly said that he wouldn’t say it. This morning, the whole village was spread all over!
Although the villagers did not know which way to offer the gods in this view, they strongly urged to have a scent on this. Anyway, no matter what the fairy, all are celestial, and there is no harm in worshipping. Thanks to the original vision of the door, there were not many people coming to the door all year round, so he only meant to prepare a few small bundles of incense, who knows that this will be divided in an instant, a small incense burner It’s so dense that it’s messy, because I haven’t smelled it for a long time, thank you for a few mouthfuls, and then he said:
Coughing folks, really can’t bless the wealth, really, cough Please don't ask for money here! The consequences are unpredictable!... Sorry, no matter what the marriage is... No, no, no, you can't help the children."
Saburo, regardless of his shackles, sat next to the merit box, with one hand and a hand, and slowly lost the bodhisattva. Many village women saw this boy, and their faces flew into a red glow. They thanked him: "That, do you have..."
Although I don't know what they want to ask, but the intuition must be stopped immediately, immediately said: "No!"
It’s easy to get people scattered, and there are piles of fruits, vegetables, and even white rice, noodles, etc. on the table. In any case, it was a wave of offerings, and Xie pity swept out the debris thrown by the villagers on the ground. Saburo followed him out and said: "The incense is good."
Thanks to the side of the sweep, he shook his head and said: "The normal situation should be no one cares for ten days and a half."
Saburo: "How come?"
Thanks to him, he smiled and said: "Want to come, it may be the luck of Saburo."
Said, he remembered to change the curtain, he took a new curtain from the sleeve and hung it on the door. After taking two steps and looking at it for a moment, Xie Li suddenly noticed that Saburo stopped and turned and said, "What happened?"
I saw Saburo staring at the curtain, a thoughtful look. Looking down at his gaze, Xie Li found that he was watching the spell on the curtain.
This symbol was painted by him before, and the layers of the spells were layered and powerful. It was originally used for evil spirits and could repel the invasion of external evils. However, because of the politeness of my own, will it also have the effect of a bad luck call, and I don’t know. However, since there are no doors, it is safe to draw such a row of spells on the curtain.
Seeing this boy stayed in front of the curtain of this spell, and thanked him for his fretting, saying: "Sanlang?"
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