"What about yours?"

Yu Sheng said: "Don't be embarrassed about the little rich, his poor rats have to help him." ”

was said for the rest of his life, and it was difficult to get rich.

He walked over to the counter and fetched a jar of samurai wine, "This is my gift, I am tired of being thirsty on the way to enjoy it." ”

"This altar will let you work for the shopkeeper for a year and a half. "The little old man doesn't want it, but he is forced into his hands by the rich.

The sun is rising, and it's time to hurry. The little old man stood at the door, glanced around the inn, and turned back.

"Let me see again where I've lived. The little old man was reluctant.

The thought of going to be gone forever, the places where I have sitted, touched, talked and laughed have become nostalgic.

"Let's go. Yu Sheng patted him on the shoulder, "If you can't stay in Gusu City, the inn will always welcome you." ”

The little old man nodded, glanced around the inn, and stepped out of the threshold.

Yu Sheng sent him to the stone bridge, the little old man carried an oil-paper umbrella, held back a thousand words, and arched his hand: "Everyone, farewell." ”

Everyone gave it away, and when the rest of his life saw that the gesture was wrong, he hurriedly changed it.

The little old man went south without looking back, the glow was draped over his shoulders, and the dew on the side of the road wet his shoes.

"Dog, send him off over the weasel mound. Yu Sheng waved.

The dog is now running rampant on the weasel mound.

The dog squatting on the ground "swished" out and walked with the little old man on the field road.

Yesterday's busy figure in the field is vivid, but now it feels like a luxury.

This sense of separation makes people understand that time is a little.

When he entered the woods and left everyone's sight, the little old man did not look back, but after passing the earthen hill, the dog stopped barking a few times, and the little old man's eyes suddenly turned red.

He crouched down and hugged the dog's head, and for the first time in his years of wandering, the inn felt at home.

He knew that it was too late to go back, but there was no turning back.

After squatting for a moment, the little old man patted the dog's head, "Go back", and then he strode forward and never came back.

When everyone returned to the inn, they saw the Zen girl who had been rescued a few days ago coming downstairs with a wooden ladder.

Ye Zigao hurriedly said: "Why did you come down, go up and rest." ”

"Got it. Zen'er said, "Just rest again, and waste the only time you have." ”

After standing for a while after descending the wooden ladder, Ye Zigao helped her to bask in the sun on the stone bridge outside.

Yu Sheng went up to the attic and said to Aunt Qing: "Parting is really the most hurtful." ”

Aunt Qing sat in front of the dresser and drew her eyebrows, "Sent the old man away?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's a pity. Aunt Qing said, "I still want to know what the female ghost who chased him came from." ”

A female ghost who surrendered to the four-dollar ghost hunting heavenly master as soon as she made a move, of course, is curious.

The rest of his life knew more about the long-haired ghost, and he guessed: "It's probably the wife of the long-haired ghost." ”

"Oh?" Aunt Qing looked back at Yu Sheng in surprise, "How do you know?"

The rest of his life told the story of the long-haired ghost who left home for ten years and reunited with his wife's ghost for one night after returning.

"If you become a ghost for love, but you are not with him, there will be something strange in it. Aunt Qing turned around and traced her eyebrows, only to see that the eyebrow pencil had fallen to the ground.

"I'll come. Yu Sheng quickly picked it up, "I'll help you." ”

"Don't mess around. Aunt Qing pushed him away, but insisted for the rest of her life, and she was the last to compromise.

Yu Sheng stood in front of her, depicting carefully and carefully, Aunt Qing's face was slightly red, and she was very uncomfortable with Yu Sheng's closeness.

The surroundings were quiet, and Aunt Qing even heard the sound of eyebrow pencils rubbing.

"The thrush is deep and shallow. After stopping writing, Yu Sheng said with satisfaction.

Aunt Qing looked at it with a dressing mirror, and her eyebrows swept lightly, becoming more heroic.

Yu Sheng helped her put her hair behind her like a waterfall, put on white clothes, and was blown by the lake breeze coming in from the window, which was indescribably chic.

"It's beautiful, Aunt Qing, or you will marry me. The rest of his life pretended to be nonchalant.

"What?" Aunt Qing was caught off guard.

"Fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders. The rest of my life laughed.

Aunt Qing stretched out her hand and lifted his ear, "Feishui, did you say that about your aunt?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong. "Struggling for the rest of my life.

"Also, don't talk this nonsense again. Aunt Qing said again.

Yu Sheng saw that the back of her ears was blushing, "Don't say it, don't say it, I won't say it if I am killed." ”

Aunt Qing's hand was released at this time, and after the rest of her life was far away, she rubbed her ears and said, "Just kidding, I'm still afraid that the city lord will pierce my heart with a sword." ”

Having said that, the rest of my life followed up with a sentence in my heart, don't say it if you die, say it if you don't die.

Aunt Qing was about to speak, but was interrupted by a long cry of "ah~" below, "What's going on?" Aunt Qing asked.

Yu Sheng also wondered, but soon heard the footsteps on the wooden ladder, and Fu Nan shouted: "Shopkeeper, commander, help." ”

Yu Sheng went out of the attic, saw that the rich and difficult fled in embarrassment, and without waiting for Yu Sheng to ask, the monster Long Ze appeared at the mouth of the wooden ladder.

That Long Ze was violent, but after seeing Yu Sheng, he immediately turned around and ran down the wooden ladder.

"It's, it's going to eat me. "Rich and frightened.

"Dare to bite?" Yu Sheng rolled up his sleeves and walked down, and met Niu Er head-on.

"Niu Er, what do you care about this monster, you started biting people in the inn. Yu Sheng said, "Where is it, let me beat it." ”

"Shopkeeper," Niu Er stopped him and explained, "Blame you guy, Long Ze met him when he went downstairs, and he yelled at him, can you not be angry?"

The rest of his life looked back, "What are you yelling at it for?"

"No, you said, you must have the spirit of bright sword, and the brave will win when you meet on a narrow road. "Fu is hard to stand behind the rest of his life.

He pointed to the wooden ladder, "This road is narrow enough, it won't let me, I can only sacrifice a killing move." ”

The spirit of leadership is very complete, but it is a bit real.

"That can't bite people, it's not okay, just scare and scare. The rest of his life said a word to Niu Er, and pulled Fu Nan to the door.

Without waiting for the rest of his life to speak, Fu Nan touched the back of his head and asked, "Why did I make that trick not work?"

I don't know why for the rest of my life, but it doesn't prevent me from bragging for the rest of my life.

"You're me. Yu Sheng said, "Not everyone has the spirit of a king." ”

Wang Bazhi's breath, what is this? Rich and difficult to be confused, is it the breath of the three-legged turtle in the well?

Thinking about it, it is difficult to feel that the rest of his life may be drinking too much water.

During the conversation, I caught a glimpse of the old monk leading the little monk to stand at the head of the bridge, talking to the Zen child sitting on the bridge.

When he got closer, he asked him, "Master, can you remember your past life in the next life?" ”

"It's hard. The old monk said, "However, there is cause and effect in the world, and the long-cherished wishes and entanglements that are difficult to realize in this life will definitely appear in the next life." ”

Zen'er asked again, "Can the birds and beasts become Buddhas?"

The old monk looked up at the sky, "The Buddha exists between all things, and any spirit can become a Buddha, and the old monk has even seen a plantain become a Buddha." ”

After listening to the old monk's words, Chan'er happily stood up and thanked the old monk.

The old monk stroked the corner of her clothes, and after shaking her body, Zen'er nodded, "Master Xie." ”

When she sat down, she felt much better.

The old monk and the little monk walked down the stone bridge, and the little monk took the lead in asking if the captured grass ghost had returned.

"It's back. Yu Sheng said that after Boss Gu handed him over to Wu Zhu, the grass ghost came back.

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