The past is not as good as smoke, and letting go is never simple.

After getting along for a long time, I let the rest of my life know that my little aunt has never let go of Chang'an, just look at the lantern festival in Yangzhou City.

It's just that she can see the sun and see Chang'an, Aunt Qing can only put it in her heart and let it slowly ferment in a corner.

Maybe one day, it will suddenly explode, or maybe it will slowly disappear and become an eternal regret.

However, as the master of all things in the water, Yu Sheng was not one of those low-level existences, and was easily caught by Yu Shiyu.

What's more, they were still born from a mother's womb, and Yu Shiyu tasted the saltiness of this hook for the rest of his life as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Give up your wishful thinking, your birth fate is already doomed, and the son of the King of the Eastern Wilderness is destined to be extraordinary. Yu Shiyu said.

"With my IQ, I don't know what idea you played?" Yu Sheng was indifferent to Yu Shiyu's agitation.

"Don't want me to wade into troubled waters, I'll leave the great cause of chasing the Central Plains to you. Yu Sheng waved his hand and turned around and walked out.

Yu Shiyu was not depressed, and even hugged the white cat and laughed, some people's fate is doomed.

As a person with an absolute talent for making words, and with the sword heart of a godkiller, it is certain that he will wade into troubled waters.

As for Yu Shiyu's laughter, he is gloating.

Lao Yu is disdainful of his daughter, but his son, who is now entrusted with important tasks, is greedy for comfort, and Yu Shiyu, who has been ignored by Lao Yu, of course has to laugh.

After Yu Sheng left Yu Shiyu and went downstairs, he saw that his aunt was enjoying a small jar of Shaoxing 1983.

The rest of her life was a little distressed, because the little aunt drank not wine, but the consistent copper coins.

Because of the laziness of the rest of his life, this wine is no longer sold out, and what is left is only for the little aunt to drink, or for the guests who have paid for the inn.

As a result, the price of liquor has been speculated so high in the market that it has reached the point where I will be terrified for the rest of my life.

Thinking of the wine, Yu Sheng touched the back of his head, and he seemed to have forgotten a very important thing.

When he was about to think carefully for the rest of his life, the old monk who came down the mountain slowly walked into the inn, and Ye Zigao followed him.

He obviously already knew about the little monk, and after looking around and not seeing the little monk, he walked over to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng thought that the old monk was here to ask about the crime, so he hurriedly pulled out a stool and said with a smile: "Master, come and come, sit and sit." ”

The old monk lowered his eyebrows, and after sitting on the stool, he didn't care about the rest of his life, but just said to the table, "Where is my apprentice?"

Yu Sheng beckoned to Ye Zigao and asked him to find the little monk, while he sat on a stool and poured a cup of tea for the old monk.

"As the saying goes, if you don't enter the red dust, you can get a disciple, and there is nothing to be angry about in this matter. "The rest of your life is handed to him.

The old monk raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Sheng, "That's a tiger who doesn't enter the tiger's den." ”

"That's right, you don't often tell the little monk that the woman under the mountain is a tiger, and now all this..."

Yu Sheng spread his hands and said to the old monk in a blaming tone: "It seems that you instigated it, how much sacrifice the little monk has made for this." ”

"Uh", the old monk didn't speak, and looked at Yu Sheng blankly, but he didn't expect Yu Sheng to be waiting for him here.

Don't talk about him, the girl who was drinking was also stunned, and said that the awakening of the bloodline of the King of the Eastern Wilderness is not only a long body, but also an IQ?

After being stunned for a while, the old monk came back to his senses, slowly glanced at Yu Sheng, and said angrily: "In this way, my apprentice broke the vows at the Yu Shopkeeper Inn or is the old monk wrong?"

Yu Sheng stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Knowing your mistakes can improve a lot, Amitabha." ”

The old monk stood up and wanted to beat someone, but he thought about it for the rest of his life.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yu Sheng, "You are really your mother's good son." ”

Legend has it that the Middle Eastern Desolate King is also so faceless.

"Thank you, thank you..." Yu Sheng proudly agreed and hesitated, how could this sound like a curse.

He glanced at the old monk who bowed his head and drank tea, this old man was not good at stubble.

At this time, the little monk lowered his head and looked at his toes, and followed Ye Zigao step by step.

The grass jumped up and down behind them, holding the ball in her arms, followed by Liu Liu and the ghost.

Behind them was the little white fox, which led the four King Kongs, that is, the big goose that made Hu Mu far away, and walked in violently.

Looking at this posture, Yu Sheng felt that if the old monk dared to make a move on the little monk, Cao'er would rob the Dharma field.

Could it be that I fell in love? I didn't think about it for the rest of my life.

"Master, Master. The little monk stood behind Ye Zigao and said timidly to the old monk.

The old monk raised his hand, and the onlookers thought he was going to beat the little monk, so they hurriedly came up to stop the old monk.

"Master, let's talk slowly, don't do it, hitting the child is not good for the child's growth. Fu Nan pressed the old monk's hand and said.

In order to be more convincing, Fu Nan continued to say to the old monk: "Look at me, I have been beaten a lot from below. ”

"Yes, yes. Ye Zigao echoed beside him, "Fu Yan is so stupid now, it's because he fought too much at the beginning." ”

"You're stupid, your whole family is stupid. Fu Nan pushed away the leaf high and said unhappily.

Ye Zigao was confused at this time, "Then what do you mean?"

"I'm talking about being crippled. Fu Nan glanced at Ye Zigao and pulled his face, "I was so handsome when I was young. ”

In the disbelieving eyes of Yu Sheng and Ye Zigao, Fu Nan sighed: "Since I was torn in the face by the elders and beaten by the elders, I have become disabled. ”

Everyone disdained the narcissism of wealth and hardship, but no one refuted him.

It wasn't until Bai Xingxing, who was standing next to him, said coldly: "Are you sure that your family beat you if you were not disabled?"

"Haha", Ye Zigao smiled unkindly, "It must be so." ”

He didn't forget to boast, "You see that I'm so handsome, I haven't been beaten by my elders." ”

"So Heaven has sent you a violent daughter-in-law. "The rest of his life, which can't be called handsome, can only be jealous next to him.

"Alright, you all be serious. "The brunette is upset.

She sat around beside her, holding the dried fruits from the Star Picking Tower, waiting to see the excitement of the old monk beating the little monk.

Cao'er stood up at this time, patted her chest and said, "Old monk, I lured the little monk to eat meat, why are you coming at me." ”

The old monk who had been hanging his eyebrows raised his head to look at Cao'er this time, Cao'er subconsciously retreated, and only straightened up again after seeing the willow behind him.

"Master, Master, it's the disciple who is wrong, it's me who can't stand it... Appetite. At the end of the words, the little monk who bowed his head glanced at Cao'er.

The old monk broke free from the hand of the rich and difficult, and handed the teacup in front of him to the little monk, "Who said I was going to beat him?"

The people who were about to stretch out their hands to stop again were stunned, and they all pointed at Fu Yan, "He!"

"Me?" The old monk who was sold looked at him and said stupidly, "Wasn't I stupid?" ”

The old monk retracted his gaze and said to the little monk: "Do you remember that I told you that you have a relationship with my Buddha?"

The little monk's head lowered more and more, and his face became red, red to the back of his neck, and even red to his bald head.

"I'm sorry, Master, I was wrong..."

"No, you're not wrong. The old monk interrupted him.

The little monk thought that the old monk would not forgive him, and said with a crying voice: "Master, the disciple will never be again..."

"You're really right. The old monk interrupted him sonorously, "It is precisely because of the fate with the Buddha that I broke the vows this time." ”

"Huh?!" Yu Sheng and Bai were happy and looked at the old monk in surprise.

"It's too cold on the mountain, and the old monk has suffered from heat stroke and burned out his brain?" Cao'er muttered to Liu Liu in a surprised whisper.