Home Categories Novel Corner Step by Step Lotus Volume II: The First Bloom of the Little Lotus

Chapter 3 Chapter 31 Escape

After a while, Kong Xing hurried back with his people, and said: Abbot, Kong Xing led people to search everywhere, but there was no sign of that Bisu, and he left without saying goodbye. The red-faced Great Monk Kongwen felt regretful when he heard the sound. For some reason, he had a special affinity for this place, and he really lacked a smart apprentice by his side. He originally wanted to take him into his sect, but unexpectedly it was a thief. Son.What a pity!what a pity It turned out that the Bisu found out that the residence of General Cheng's family was nearby, so he rushed to steal it excitedly. Who knew that Miss Tang shouted in the room, and the guards who knew Miss Tang had already avoided taking a bath rushed back quickly. Even he found out, fortunately this kid saw the opportunity early and had already escaped, how could he be so stupid to rush back to the Hall of Merit and Virtue to wait for someone to identify him.

After a while, Xuanfa came back with his people: "Abbot Qi reported that there was no sign of Donor Ding and his package in the backyard. The disciples asked several nephews guarding the gate, and they all said that Donor Ding had left our monastery. Monk Kongkong turned to Miss Tang anxiously, and said helplessly: "Benefactor Tang This Tang girl is the eldest lady of the Tang family in the northwest. Li Yuchang once wanted to marry Tang Yanyan to Ding Chengye. Her uncle is Guangyuan General Cheng Shixiong, because after arriving in Guangyuan, it will be some time before Cheng's birthday. One day, there was nothing good to go in Guangyuan City in the winter, and I was bored, so I came to this Puji Temple to live for a while.

Mrs. Cheng is a Buddhist. Because of her relationship, since these two thieves are not monks of Puji Temple, Tang Yanyan doesn't want to make things difficult for them anymore, and she doesn't bother to pursue the thief who stole. She lost something, but if the adulterer who was peeping at her body didn't deal with it, he would finally feel uneasy, so he calmed down and said, "That man surnamed Ding, what's his name, who is he in charge of the food team?" Monk Kongkong didn't dare to hide anything, so he hurriedly explained Ding Hao's name and identity to her. Tang Yanyan sneered and said: "Come on, prepare a car for me. I'm going back to Guangyuan City immediately!"

Guangyuan City. When stepping into Guangyuan City, the sun had already set to the west. Ding Hao knew that if in modern times, if he saw a big girl taking a bath, he would run away and run away, probably nothing would happen. However, in this era, the most important thing for a woman is not to show off her figure in a bikini on the beach in later generations, attracting countless In the age of perverts, it can be big or small to see someone's body, it all depends on whether they pursue it or not.If he is ashamed and bears the humiliation and calms down the matter, then the matter will be over. If he meets a little pepper, but he is a very powerful little pepper, then it will be a big trouble.It's all my own fault that I'm so lustful and confused. If I didn't peek at that time, or if I didn't hit the wall when I peeked, why did it happen?

When Ding Hao left the monastery, as soon as he left the sight of the monks guarding the gate, he avoided it. Sure enough, after a while, a group of chariots and horses left the monastery and left in a hurry.Ding Hao stood there thinking for a while, and felt that no matter in ancient or modern times, a girl's family would not publicize such an embarrassing matter, and when he turned around, his anger dissipated, and the matter must have been settled.Or maybe she doesn't know her identity, or if she knows her identity, she can't go to Ding's house to ask for others in a big way.I only heard that this person is a relative of Tanyue, the Dharma protector of Puji Temple, and should be a young lady or young wife of a rich family. Once he returns to the city, he has no proof, even if he sees himself again, what can he do?

Anyway, now he has no other way besides going to Guangyuan, comforting himself like this, Ding Hao went down the snowy wheels and did not enter Guangyuan City until afternoon. Although Guangyuan is a border town, it is very prosperous.While war brings destruction and death, it also often brings opportunity.This is the place where the northern and southern tribes border, and it is also the place where Tietuo and Song Dynasty set up stakes. When there is no war, they often trade with each other.Fur, cattle and sheep from the north were continuously transported to the Central Plains from here, and tea, silk, and porcelain from the Central Plains were also transported to the North Kingdom from here in exchange for money.

Therefore, even though it is a relatively sluggish winter, many Hu merchants with high noses, deep eyes, and beards can still be seen in the market, Western Regions, Turpan, Uyghur, and even Persian and Dashi merchants, ostentatious on the streets, fur rhino jade, spices, silk, silk, silk, etc. Everything you need. Since the Ding family’s food has arrived and the people’s hearts have settled down, many snack bars that dare not trade when the market is closed these days and just want to keep their own lives have also reopened. Sand dumplings, fragrant candy seeds, and fragrance are floating everywhere.

There are also many pharmacies, restaurants, and tailor shops, all of which are run by neatly dressed women wearing blue and white cloth handkerchiefs around their waists and wearing dangerous buns.The ladies and wives of many rich families also wandered the streets generously, and especially liked to linger at the shops selling cosmetics, facial hair, clothing, and flowers. The prosperity here is different from the prosperity of Bazhou City. It is more or less chilly. It is not because of the weather, but because it is a military town no matter what. There are groups of soldiers with guns and sabers passing by from time to time. street.

Ding Hao asked people about the whereabouts of the Ding family's convoy. Almost everyone in the city knew that the Ding family had transported grain into the city, but few people knew where they lived. go.Ding Hao walked to a relatively bustling street, and saw a row of pavilions facing the street in front, painted in red and green, with colorful lights flickering, and three large characters of Yingchun Pavilion written on the door. The name is very vulgar and bad. Anyone who understands Chinese characters can tell that it is a brothel. Ding Hao is overjoyed. He is tired and exhausted from walking. His boots are wet and cold, and his toes are stiff. He really wants to find Ding as soon as possible. Sitting in a warm room, fetching a pot of hot water, soaking your feet and taking a good rest, but you have gone to two big inns, and there is no trace of the Ding family. The third inn he inquired about is said to be Just less than a mile away from Yingchun Pavilion, Ding Hao immediately stepped forward.

As soon as he walked to the gate of Yingchun Pavilion, he saw another group of officers and soldiers approaching from the opposite side. This group of officers and soldiers was even more mighty, with clanging armor leaves and murderous looks. The feeling of being rolled over by heavy armored tanks is not only because these soldiers are tall and tall, their movements are neat and powerful, and their scarred iron armor is full of chills, but because of the spirit of these soldiers, there is an indomitable and invincible spirit. Strong feeling. This is probably the aura that can only be exuded by a veteran of northern Xinjiang who has survived a hundred battles and survived a hundred deaths. When you look at him head-on, you know that he is harmless to you, and it also makes you feel a sense of oppression in your heart.

There is a general in front of this group of soldiers, with a mustache and beard standing upright, his eyes are like lightning, his black face and black beard are like cast iron, he is really a majestic general.Looking at his sturdy figure, he looks like a black iron tower. The black-faced general looked around, majestic, suddenly his eyes fixed on the direction of Ding Hao's right shoulder, and he shouted: "Wu that boy, stop!"
Press "Left Key ←" to return to the previous chapter; Press "Right Key →" to enter the next chapter; Press "Space Bar" to scroll down.
Chapters
Chapters
Setting
Setting
Add
Return
Book