The look on the woman's face is a bit complicated.

"she……"

"Isn't really dirty?"

...

“It seems…”

The monk smiled at the girl's mother, "No."

"It is possible that she was scared by herself."

...

Frightened by yourself?

The woman was stunned.

What's the meaning?

...

"Sometimes people are scared by the fallen leaves in the breeze."

The monk's mouth bent slightly, "It's actually nothing."

"It's just that they need to come out of their fears."

"You can tell her more when she is scared..."

"Don't be afraid."

"The thing she fears doesn't exist."

"certainly."

"It might be a bit difficult to convince her at the beginning."

"But slowly..."

"She will believe it."

“Be more patient.”

"She will get out of her fear."

.....

The woman's lips trembled slightly.

But there was no sound.

I don’t know if I listened to the monk’s words.

...

The monk left the house with his servant.

...

The monk asked the servant to follow him to the inn.

Remember the location of the inn.

You can come to him quickly next time.

...

Watching the servant leave, the monk frowned slightly.

...

The monk stayed in the inn for a long time.

No servant came to find him.

He also goes out frequently.

Because other pilgrims heard that he had temporarily stayed in the inn, they came here to ask for his help.

...

Until one day, he was walking back to the inn and met a team to pick up his bride.

...

There are many people watching the fun on both sides of the road.

Crowded.

Shoulder after shoulder to shoulder.

The monk was struggling.

He was not in a hurry either.

Slowly follow the crowd forward.

...

The monk looked at the bright red in the middle of the road.

There was a lively sound of drums and drums in my ears.

A smile appeared in the monk's eyes.

...

The monk was stunned.

The team to pick up the bride has arrived at a household...

He is no stranger to someone else.

...

"Amitabha."

"Hello, donor."

The monk asked the people next to him.

"Which lady from this family got married?"

...

The man asked was slightly stunned.

Then he looked at his companion next to him.

"Which lady?"

"We don't know either."

They just watch the fun.

Besides, where can they know the ladies of wealthy families?

"like……"

The companion frowned and thought, "I seem to hear someone say..."

"yes-"

"Miss Seven."

An old man interrupted.

...

"uncle."

Everyone was a little surprised, "How do you know?"

Could it be nonsense?

...

"I have sent dry firewood to this family."

The old man waved his hand, looking like he believed he was right.

"I heard from the maids in the mansion talk about this."

“According to them…”

The old man lowered his voice.

Everyone leaned over.

...

"The one who got married today was Miss Six in the mansion..."

...

The monk's expression changed slightly.

Miss Six?

He remembers...

The maid who took him there that day called out...that's...

Miss Six…

...

"Miss Six?"

"You just said that today's wedding was..."

Some people are a little confused.

...

"Miss Seven."

The uncle stressed.

...

"Why?"

"Sister stole my sister's husband?"

"Why is Miss Six not married?"

"Miss Six..."

“Are there any other people you like?”

The man lowered his voice even lower.

...

"Don't talk nonsense."

The old man reached out and patted the man on the head.

"It ruined the reputation of other girls."

...

"Then what do you think is going on?"

The man asked while touching his head.

...

"There are no more people..."

The old man sighed, "How can you get married..."

...

"ah!?"

Everyone looked shocked.

"There's no one!?"

...

The monk was shocked.

People... are gone?

He had seen it not long ago...

Although his face was pale and slim, he had a good appetite and ate three sesame cakes...

Such a child...

Why does it mean nothing is gone?

...

"Why didn't it?"

Everyone was curious, "Are you sick?"

"Tsk tsk."

"How old is it?"

"Born in such a good family..."

"It's gone if I say nothing."

Everyone looked regretful.

...

"Not sick."

The old man said with his hands covering his mouth.

...

ah?

Everyone was surprised again.

Not sick?

"What is that?"

It can take away the life of a girl who is waiting for her to be a girl who is not out of the door and is not out of the door...

What else can besides getting sick?

...

"Not an ordinary illness."

The old man thought about it and explained.

...

Harmful……

Everyone curled their lips.

"Isn't that sick?"

Not an ordinary illness?

Can there be something extraordinary when you are sick?

Everyone suspected that the old man was talking big?

...

"no……"

The old man was a little anxious, "Listen to me..."

"That Miss Six was covered with dirty things..."

"driven to distraction,"

"In a daze."

"In the end, I fell into the lake..."

The old man shook his head with regret, "...It was too late to be rescued..."

"No more breathing."

"... Poor Miss Six is ​​young... she is about to get married..."

"I'll lose my life."

The old man's voice was filled with sighs.

Premature death of a young life...

...

"Dirty?"

"Really?"

"What dirty thing?"

"Didn't you ask the master to come and have a look?"

Compared to a young life that has nothing to do with them, everyone cares more about the points that make them feel novel in the old man's story.

...

"Please."

The old man touched his chin, "But the maid doesn't know what the specific situation is..."

"I heard..."

"Originally, Miss Six's mother wanted to invite the master again..."

"But I was stopped."

...

"Why?"

Everyone was puzzled.

...

"Who knows what the wives and men of those wealthy families think?"

The old man shook his head.

"And you guys see..."

The old man is nude his mouth.

"There are gongs and drums over there, and firecrackers are ringing..."

"Who knew that a sixth lady just died?"

"And that Miss Six should have been the bride today."

Wearing beautiful red wedding clothes, walking towards your own public with the blessings of your family, and starting your new life...

...

"yes."

Everyone suddenly sighed, "Is this wedding not postponed?"

"besides……"

"The bride said it was changed?"

"Tsk tsk."

"Is the mourning hall still there in the room?"

"It's just been on the table for a few days..."

Is the funeral hall changed to a wedding hall?

...

"Poor Miss Six..."

Everyone muttered.

...

"The bride is out!"

...

Suddenly, the crowd on the street became boiling.

The people who were still regretting Miss Six a second ago raised their lips and followed the others forward with excitement.

Probe into the bride.

...
Chapter completed!