Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 187 I'm Too Stupid (4)
A sharp evil flashed in Qiu Yebai's eyes, and he slowly clenched the account book in his hand.

However, with this thing now, it is not known who will have the upper hand, she or Meisu.

Before fighting Mei Su, she had already asked Zhou Yu to wrap the account book in oiled paper and let her keep it on her body.

She looked at the sky, suddenly remembered something, and immediately lowered her head to look at Yuan Ze: "Stupid monk, did you get kicked into the pond? What happened to Zhou Yu and the old partridge before you fell into the water?"

Yuan Ze thought about it blankly, as if he was trying to remember something, and then said: "It seems that they were also kicked into the water."

Qiu Yebai frowned slightly: "Did they also fall into the water, that means they were also likely to be swept out by the vortex?"

But she knew in her heart that being donated by the water flow like her was already the best result, and it was not easy to escape death in that situation.

But no matter if, she has to search around here first. It would be best if they were rescued by others, or if they saved themselves. become!

She was falling into her chaotic thoughts, but suddenly felt someone tugging at the hem of her clothes. She looked down, only to see Yuan Ze looking at her hesitantly: "Little Bai benefactor, you are wearing the wrong poor monk's clothes." pants."

Qiu Yebai looked at him condescendingly, and smirked: "Now these pants belong to me?"

Yuan Ze looked at her grim expression, and suddenly remembered the bully who robbed him of his steamed stuffed bun in his dream. He clasped his hands together, and said hesitantly, "Amitabha, the donor is wearing the poor monk's pants, so the poor monk can't walk."

Qiu Ye rolled her white eyes, suddenly lowered her voice, and said with a smile: "You can't walk, so go pick a few big leaves and hang them around your waist. When you get to a place where there are people, just go find a pair of pants. You are a Buddhist disciple, so naturally you don't have to worry about so many worldly rules!"

Yuan Ze was taken aback, and looked at her hesitantly: "But..."

Qiu Yebai waved his hand: "It's nothing to worry about, it's getting late, if you don't want to, then I can go by myself."

She still has to look for someone, and she doesn't have time to chat with him.

Seeing her finished speaking, Yuan Ze turned around and flew towards the shore with a little tiptoe. He was stunned for a moment, but bit his lip, looked around, and stretched out his hand to pull those large water cattail leaves.

When Qiu Yebai landed from the boat, suddenly her legs felt a little weak, she staggered, and managed to stand still, then looked down at her legs with a strange expression, secretly wondering in her heart, for some reason, she always felt that there was something wrong with her body. There is something wrong in the unspeakable place, but it is impossible to say what is wrong.

Could it be that menstruation is coming?
She counted the days and felt that the time hadn't come yet, but thinking that there was nothing particularly uncomfortable about it, she put this question behind her and only looked at the nearby terrain and the direction of the water flow.

When she was observing the terrain, she suddenly discovered a problem—how did she get to that small boat.

According to the flow of the water, she should be lying by the water's edge, could it be... that stupid monk carried her up?

So... Did he find out about her daughter's body?

Qiu Yebai was startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Yuan Ze, but saw that he had climbed off the boat, but that... appearance made her stunned for a moment, then she turned her face away, couldn't help but her shoulders trembled, and forcibly suppressed The urge to laugh.

Yuan Ze originally felt that it was strange to have a few big leaves tied with a belt under the wet long gown, and he still felt that his legs were bare. .

At this moment, seeing Qiu Yebai's strange expression, he was a little worried: "What's wrong, but the poor monk is so inappropriate?"

Qiu Yebai shook his head immediately, and said lightly: "No, it seems that a monk is not bound by the secular world, which is wonderful."

After saying this, she immediately turned around and said, "Let's go, let's find other people first."

In any case, finding other people is the most important thing now. As for other things, it's not too late to ask her slowly when she has time.

Yuan Ze felt that Xiaobai's benefactor didn't need to deceive him, so he didn't suspect him, and obediently followed him.

It's just that when he was walking, he always felt that the big leaves were shaking and hitting his bare thighs, which made him very uncomfortable, so he had to press the leaves with his hands from time to time.

The sky gradually brightened, and gradually there were some fishermen who got up early to fish around. They were all dumbfounded when they looked at Yuan Ze's appearance. Looking at ease, he felt a little bit of the satisfaction of getting revenge.

Until a few old men directly held the oars and surrounded Yuanze aggressively, as if they wanted to cull the monsters on the spot, Yuanze looked at a loss and didn't know how to hide from the oars that were knocked down , got hit several times, just chanting about Amitabha, explaining that he is not a monster.

But the way he was chanting, the fishermen couldn't hear him, they thought the monster was chanting a mantra, and they hit him right.

Qiu Yebai just stepped forward to explain something, and those old men looked at Yuan Ze suspiciously for a long time, put down the oars in their hands angrily, and muttered: "Who has seen such a monk with bare buttocks tied A few big leaves, wet all over, we thought it was a white-haired fish monster running out of the water!"

Yuan Ze recited a bunch of Amitabha Buddhas in a daze and aggrieved way. The old fisherman gave him a pair of torn trousers for the sake of beating him by mistake just now, so that he finally didn't have to wear big leaves just now.

He thought about it, and luckily dried the clothes on his body.

Qiu Yebai gloated and said sarcastic words: "Why, don't you continue to be your ascetic monk?"

Yuan Ze sighed, and gave her a somewhat complicated look: "The poor monk is a Buddhist disciple, and I don't want to be regarded as a fish demon anymore!"

Qiu Yebai laughed softly, and looked at him provocatively: "Why, Ze has a problem with me?"

Yuan Ze glanced at the money bag in her hand, touched himself alone, and shook his head obediently: "If the poor monk has no objection to the little white benefactor, can the little white benefactor ask the poor monk to eat buns?"

steamed stuffed bun……

Qiu Yebai froze, furiously: "Get lost!"

Yuan Ze looked at Qiu Yebai's angry back, and touched the rosary on his wrist in a daze, wondering why the benefactor Xiaobai had so much resentment towards Baozi.

There was a cold wind blowing from the distant river, he glanced at the rushing river, a trace of gloom flashed in his clear silver-gray pupils, he didn't know how many lives Ah Chu took this time, and he didn't know Is it enough to recite the mantra a thousand times?

(End of this chapter)