Wang Yuan looked left and right, pointed to a grassy ridge and said, "You are angry, let's sit down and talk slowly." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

After saying that, he walked over and sat on the grass, Yang Yuhuan hesitated for a moment and walked over, but he took out a silk scarf from his arms and spread it on the ground, and then sat down.

Wang Yuan looked at her with a smile and said, "Miss Yuhuan, just now you said that in order to become a monk, you gave yourself a new Taoist name called Wuzhen, which means that there is no true love in the world, and it is all false, does that mean?" ”

Yang Yuhuan said: "What, isn't it? ”

Wang Yuan smiled and said: "You have this Dao name, and this meaning is in it, it can only show one thing, that is, you are actually depressed in your heart and have not yet let go." As I just said, entering the outside is to cut off the red dust and have nothing to do with the world, you have entered the empty door but have this road name, reflecting the things of the world, in my opinion, that is the psychology that you can't actually cut off the red dust. ”

Yang Yuhuan was stunned, and suddenly felt speechless. Yes, since entering the Dao Gate is the Dao, then why should it be called cynical about the past? Isn't it a contradiction?

"Miss Yuhuan, if I am determined to cut off the red dust, I will not be entangled in the Dao number. If I were you, I would take a random road name, or simply use the previous Yuzhen name. ”

"With Yuzhen? Absolutely not. Yang Yuhuan frowned.

Wang Yuan said with a smile: "Look at it, if you really follow the name of Yuzhen, then you are truly relieved of the past, and you are not corrected to the past, which is the real mentality of entering the empty door." It can be seen that if you want to enter the Daomen, you are already unqualified from the mentality. ”

Yang Yuhuan frowned and pondered, she was a smart person, how could she not know the meaning of Wang Yuan's words. The people who really escaped into the empty door have long been indifferent to the things they have experienced in the red dust. And if he refuses to use Yuzhen, he still can't let go. I have to say that Wang Yuan's words point directly to his weakness, but it is difficult to refute.

Wang Yuan smiled and continued: "Of course, the Dao number does not mean anything, and the idea of cutting off the red dust will also be slowly cultivated after entering the Dao. Many people do not have a strong heart for refuge, but in the end they are able to become a master of the outside world, which is the result of continuous self-cultivation. But in fact, what I want to say is not only psychological disqualification, but also some simple daily things, and you may not be suitable for entering the Tao. You don't know the bitterness and loneliness in it, and it can drive people crazy. ”

Yang Yuhuan said coquettishly: "I can endure hardship, I also know the pain of emptiness, and I can endure the loneliness of purity and loneliness." ”

Wang Yuan shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not just words. As you can tell from the way you sat down, you simply can't stand such a day of hard work. You didn't even want to sit on the grass directly, and just now you had to spread a layer of white veil on the mat beforehand, how could this be the behavior of a cultivator? ”

Yang Yuhuan's face was red, and he reached out and pulled out the white gauze towel under his buttocks and threw it aside.

Wang Yuan was amused by her childish behavior, and said softly: "Miss Yuhuan, listen to me, I don't want to humiliate you, nor do I want to hit you." There's nothing wrong with sitting directly on the grass, and there's nothing wrong with sitting down with a scarf on. Everyone has the most suitable way to live, and if you want to choose a way of living that is not suitable for you, then you are asking for trouble. IMHO, what kind of suffering may Miss Yuhuan have suffered since she was a child? Have you ever experienced a life of being homeless and without food and clothing? As far as I know, that's none. It can only be said that your life is good, you can enjoy glory and wealth when you are born, and you don't have to do everything yourself. I don't want to be disrespectful to you, but I compare you to being nice. ”

Yang Yuhuan frowned and said, "What do you do?" ”

"You're a flower." Wang Yuandao.

Yang Yuhuan sneered: "My ears are calloused when I listen to such an analogy." ”

"You are a delicate flower, beautiful and fragrant, but you can't stand the wind, frost, rain and snow. Because you are not a flower blooming in the mountains, you are a flower in a greenhouse, you can't withstand the sun, rain and snow from the outside world, you are suitable to be cared for, not independent. Wang Yuan said.

Yang Yuhuan stood up suddenly, frowned and said angrily: "Is this how you look at me?" So I'm just a flower in the greenhouse that can't stand the wind and rain? ”

Wang Yuan said lightly: "In my opinion, this is not to disparage you, even the flowers in the greenhouse are still gorgeous and fragrant, pleasing to the eye, and so beautiful that people are intoxicated." ”

Yang Yuhuan didn't know what Wang Yuan was going to say, so he frowned and said, "What are you going to tell me?" ”

Wang Yuan said: "I just want to tell Miss Yuhuan to sleep on a wooden bed every day, grow vegetables and grain by herself, and carry water and sweep the floor by herself." Three meals without meat, daily green vegetable soup. You can't live the days of practicing alone under the lonely lamp of the Taoist temple every day. Can you endure the scorching heat of summer without chilled wine, and no one fanning you? Can you endure mosquitoes at night and no one to keep them at bay? Can you endure the cold of winter, when there is no brazier, no fire, no brocade cloth, and the whole body is cold? ”

Yang Yuhuan's face changed, how could she imagine the scenes that Wang Yuan said, and how could she endure such pain.

"Don't say it, don't say it." Yang Yuhuan muttered.

Wang Yuan said in a deep voice: "This is just a part of the daily normalcy of the people in the Empty Gate of Cultivation, and I haven't told you much more." For example, chopping wood, scooping dung, washing and sewing, and so on. If you don't do it yourself, it's not entering the Tao and it's not cultivating. Do you think you can still take a servant to be a Taoist priest? And what's even more cruel is that you will be decades after such a day, because you are so young, forty or fifty years from the date of feathering into immortals. Hehe, have you put up with it? ”

Yang Yuhuan covered his ears and stomped his feet and shouted: "Don't say it, don't say it, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it." ”

Wang Yuan closed his mouth and stood quietly aside. The breeze is swaying, and the bamboo forest is rustling. The spring sun shines down from the bamboo leaves, sprinkling mottled shadows. The air smells of flowers and herbs, and a few butterflies and bees buzz among the bamboo forests. Everything is peaceful and quiet.

"Miss Yuhuan, I didn't mean to irritate you, I just wanted to tell you that you don't have to choose the path that is not suitable for you, you have your own path, why embarrass yourself." Wang Yuan said softly.

Yang Yuhuan raised his face, tears on his face, and said softly: "Where is my road?" I don't know how I'm going to live. Although such a day is leisurely, my heart is actually empty. My Yang family has fallen, and only me and the eighth sister are left to rely on each other. Eighth Sister is actually very confused, but she at least has Jun'er, and she still has something you can rely on. If there's anything you're unhappy about, she'll at least be able to confide in you. And me? I have nothing, I have no support, I have been like this all my life, living a prosperous and prosperous life, but is there anyone I can really rely on? At critical times, they all pushed me out, one to please his father, and the other to keep his throne. Have I ever gotten any sincerity? ”

Yang Yuhuan's words were sad, and when he talked about the sadness in his heart, tears fell like rain. She is not nostalgic for everything that has passed, but throughout her twenty-nine years of life, she is indeed glorious on the surface, but she has not been treated sincerely by anyone. She's just a beautiful gift to play with and ready to discard.

Wang Yuan looked at Yang Yuhuan's pitiful appearance, and the feeling of pity and pity in his heart suddenly stirred, and his love was vigorous, he stepped forward and hugged Yang Yuhuan in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "From now on, I will be your dependence, and I, Wang Yuan, swear to the sky, I will never let you be hurt at all, let you live a carefree life, and let you never cry again." ”

Yang Yuhuan's body stiffened, and she was at a loss to let Wang Yuan hug her, not knowing what to do. This man's confession came so suddenly that people didn't know how to answer.

"Miss Yuhuan, I have no other intentions, don't misunderstand that I have other plans, I just really want to protect you." Wang Yuan realized that he had gone too far, so he hurriedly let go of Yang Yuhuan's body, took a step back, and explained in a low voice.

"After that night, I blamed myself. I thought, what can I do to compensate you. But the only thing I can do for you is to stop letting you be hurt by anyone from now on, and let you live happily ever after. You are a delicate flower, I will be the one who protects the flower, and anyone who wants to pick the flower will beat them to the head. You don't need to go through the storms of the outside world, you are a fairy in the sky, and you don't have to go through the suffering of the world. Oh, I'm not a man of words, I can't get to the point, in short, I'll protect you, I can shelter you from the wind and rain if you want to, do you know what I mean? ”

Yang Yuhuan looked at Wang Yuan blankly, and said softly: "Of course I understand, you want to ...... Do you want me to follow you? ”

Wang Yuan smacked his lips in embarrassment and said, "What kind of person is Miss Yuhuan, how dare I have such an idea?" I just can't just want to protect you anymore. ”

Yang Yuhuan shook his head and said, "I mean, do you mean what you say?" ”

Wang Yuan was stunned and said, "What? ”

Yang Yuhuan stepped forward slowly, looked at Wang Yuan's eyes and said, "Are you talking about it?" From now on, you must protect me, shelter me from the wind and rain, and be my messenger of flowers. If you are the talker, what if I obey you? ”

Wang Yuan's mouth was open, he didn't expect to get such a response, Yang Yuhuan not only did not get angry, but actually agreed to himself, and was willing to commit himself. Happiness came too suddenly, and Wang Yuan was a little stupid.

"After Ma Weipo, I kept wondering why there was such a big difference between people. Some people are selfish and can give away their wives and daughters, and some people can leave their vows behind for their own sake. And some people can travel thousands of miles to save people's lives in order to save their lives. Wang Yuan, you are a man with affection, righteousness and responsibility, in order to save the eighth sister, you can lead your troops to go thousands of miles to Maweipo to save her, compared to you, how unbearable are those people's actions? To be honest, I'm very jealous of the eighth sister, she has this good man who loves her. I didn't want to fight with the eighth sister for anything, but that day...... Since you and I are like that, I can't pretend that nothing happened. If you want to be responsible, then you will be responsible to the end, I ...... What if I follow you? You're the kind of man I want. Yang Yuhuan whispered.

Where did Wang Yuan think that things would turn out like this, and he didn't expect that he would have such a good impression in Yang Yuhuan's mind. I just want to be a caretaker of flowers, now it's okay, do you have to guard and steal?