Seeing that his father had given him a lot of money, the bustard hurriedly bent down and said, "Boss, boss, I'm a person whose vision is not yet high, please don't take it to heart if you say the wrong thing." As for why the visitor knew that Zhu Meiying was in both Wuzhen and Hangzhou, she thought that her father was well-informed and inquired about it. There is no impermeable wall in the world, Zhu Meiying's sisters and her guests all know about it, as long as they often sleep in the red tent of the Qinglou, it is not difficult to know the news.

And my grandfather thinks that hiding and hiding about Wuzhen's itinerary will only make her more suspicious and spend more time guessing. If she had confessed it first, giving her the impression that she had nothing to hide, she would not have thought about it here.

"Only, as you should know, she can only serve you after midnight...... said the bustard.

Grandpa said, "Of course I know. It just so happened that I was tired from the long journey and needed a break. You find me a slightly quieter room, I'll wait. ”

The bustard took his father to the second floor, found a slightly remote room for him to rest, and after a while asked someone to bring two small plates of snacks.

The surroundings of this room are really quiet, which shows that the business of this green building is really not good now.

Seeing that no one bothered him, Grandpa opened the window and looked at the scenery of Hangzhou. This building is next to the West Lake, and the scenery is naturally beautiful. But Daddy had already been here once last time, so he wasn't obsessed. He thought, people often say that the sky has eyes, could it be that the Bodhisattva looks at the world as if he was looking down from above? But even in high places, some of those people can see and some can't. What can be seen may be rewarded for good and evil; But you can't see it, the Bodhisattva is also tied, right? Furthermore, if one party is like an old bustard who is ungrateful for money, and the other is like a bamboo beauty who is ungrateful for love, how can the bodhisattva solve it even if he sees it?

After thinking about it for a while, it suddenly dawned on me, and I actually compared myself to a Bodhisattva! Grandpa was busy talking about sins in his heart. But I also think that when King Kong has angry eyes, and when Bodhisattva has low eyebrows, the gods are also temperamental, so they should not blame.

Grandpa sat down by the window, lazily basking in the sun. Grandpa remembered what happened on the boat in Wuzhen, so he gently closed his eyes again and sucked in the warm sun.

After a light inhalation, the sound of a frog cooing sounded in Daddy's ears, and the sound of a snake spitting out letters. Grandpa was surprised, how could there be snakes and frogs on the second floor?

Daddy was about to open his eyes, but he heard a very familiar voice sound.

It was the voice of the Master of the Sea.

"The first time you smoked sunlight with me, it was because of hunger. In the world, people chase fame and fortune because they want to be hungry, which is much the same as earning food from hunger. However, in the end, they will come and go and return to peace. All worldly experiences are like an illusion, and people are so enchanted by illusions that they forget their origins. The illusion of the body is destroyed, and the illusion of the mind is also destroyed; The illusion is extinguished, and the illusionary dust is also extinguished; Disillusionment is extinguished, disillusionment is also extinguished; Disillusionment is not disillusionment. Because your original intention was to quench hunger, the sucking will eventually fail like a person dies. The last time Wuzhen smoked, he was in a calm mood, with nothing to desire, if he was empty, this was the key to sucking. The so-called humility is like a valley, and this is also said. Your capacity is no longer a mouthful, but like a valley and a river, it will eventually be completed! ”

The voice of the Master of the Lost Sea was fluctuating and ethereal.

Grandpa's consciousness this time was extremely clear, and he knew that he was immersed in hallucinations, as if he had returned to the cave in Mount Emei. But once you open your eyes, these illusions disappear.

Grandpa guessed that he had inadvertently settled down and had a visualization. Although the visualization did not have the scene that he saw in the hut of the ninety-one chief, he entered the visualization without making the posture of the ninety-one chief, which surprised my father a little. After that time, I also returned to the cave of Mount Emei. Could it be that the reincarnated spirit child of a high monk will also have such a comprehension when he comprehends the tantric method of his previous life?

If in his previous life, he was a monk who lived in a cave, then is it now that the alayya consciousness is starting to sprout? If you can open the secret of the germination of Alayya's consciousness yourself, can you use your own personal experience to help the reincarnated millet?

The so-called stepping on iron shoes has nowhere to be found, and it takes no effort to get it. Could it be that I searched everywhere for someone who knew how to reincarnate to find the answer, and the answer was in me?

Grandpa knows that after entering the meditation, his thinking can't be messed up, and it's easy to get out of the chaos. He withdrew his wavering thoughts and returned to a state of silence.

He swallowed gently, and immediately felt like a fountain in his mouth.

This time, my father smoked for a long time and didn't feel full.

Daddy just sucked in slowly until the sun went down and the afterglow was gone. When he opened his eyes, he felt that his armpits were full of wind, his mind was clear, and every pore of his body was extremely comfortable, as if every pore could breathe.

Grandpa was looking forward to seeing Luo Buzhai at this time and letting him see if he had made some progress.

After a while, someone knocked on the door and asked Daddy if he wanted to go downstairs for dinner.

Grandpa didn't feel hungry, so he said no.

But the man said, "Let's eat some." It's not very quiet in this building after midnight. Eat a little more yang energy, and they won't dare to disturb you. ”

Grandpa was stunned for a moment and asked, "Not very peaceful after midnight?" What do you mean? ”

The man said stiffly: "After midnight, there are still guests coming in and out here. But they're not people, they're ghosts. They also come here for fun. ”

"The ghost is coming, too?" Daddy was surprised. But think about it, the old bustard can detain the soul of the bamboo beauty, and he is naturally not an ordinary person. Zhu Meiren mentioned those strange Taoist priests, as well as the real boss behind the scenes, and Grandpa felt suspicious.

"yes. As soon as I saw you coming, I asked for a bamboo beauty by name, and I thought you knew it. The man frowned.

Grandpa said, "Thank you for the reminder." ”

The man turned and went downstairs. There was a clattering sound from the floor.

Grandpa has heard of the ghost market, but he has never lived in a ghost store, not to mention that this is still a ghost shop.

It was getting late, and it was getting dark outside, but the green building was gradually brightening, and there was a lot of talking in the building. Laughter began to erupt from the room on the second floor. However, it is not noisy enough, compared to the green building that my father saw when he traveled before, this building is much more deserted at this time. Grandpa pushed open the door and stood upstairs looking at the gate, the doorway was cold.

Fortunately, there are still businessmen who come in through the gate, so that this green building will not close down.

The old bustard's face was gloomy as he stood in the hall waiting for someone, as if he was angry with someone. The subordinate brought her tea and poured water, but she was also extremely impatient, and scolded and scolded at every turn. When she saw a guest approaching the door, she was the first to rush out of her chair, and her face smiled very sweetly as if she had been smeared with honey, and she bowed very humblely, even more humble than the person who had just brought her tea and water.

When Grandpa saw it, there was a bitterness in his heart. Calling for wind and rain in this building, and groveling outside the building, this huge gap makes people sigh.

Look at the prostitutes who have fallen into the red dust, all of them are slender and handsome. If such a woman sits in a commoner's house, it must make people jealous of their male head of household; If you live in a big family, you must be a respected young grandmother; Even if she is in a poor family, she will definitely let men treat her like a fairy.

Because of the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the warlords were divided and fought, and most of the wives who fell to the Qinglou were military officers. There are very few bamboo beauties who sell because their families can't support them. These beauties may have been sitting in the General's Mansion before, enjoying the glory, wealth, delicacies, and love of heroes, and saying an angry sentence would make ordinary people tremble, who would have expected that today they would be pressed under them by men who were full of wine and smell, and they would try their best to be happy.

When they were young, they were the treasures of their families, and when they were young, they had a lot of longing for life, and when they were young, because of their outstanding appearance, there must be many men chasing them, or they were proud of themselves, and they rejected people for thousands of miles, or they had secretly dreamed of spring, and they looked for him thousands of times in their dreams, or they had sacrificed themselves to chase, and the beads were secretly knotted, or they had sworn by mountains and seas, and entrusted their lives. Eventually, however, they all gathered here to welcome every man they knew or didn't know, who liked or disliked, into the hut and into the red tent.

The difference between before and after is no different from the difference between the past and the present life, which is suffocating.

Grandpa didn't want to look at it anymore, so he went back to the house, just waiting for the time to come, and went to fetch the rag doll in the bamboo beauty.

After the third watch, the old bustard came to his grandfather's house and said with a smile: "Boss, the bamboo beauty is already waiting in the clouds, please go and enjoy." ”

Originally, the south side of the second floor was a place for drinking and resting, and the north side of the cottage was the place for real fun.

As he walked, the bustard said, "Boss, you can remember. This bamboo beauty is woven from bamboo, and it can't be treated like other girls. As long as you fall asleep with it in your arms, you will naturally have a flavor in your dreams. ”

Daddy nodded.

The old bustard walked to the door of a house, and a wooden board with the words "Yunshuijian" was hung on the lintel. The bustard took out the key to open the door, let his father in, and said, "Boss, remember to close the wooden bolt behind the door, so that other drunk bosses don't break in by mistake and ruin your good deeds." The other girls have been broken by mistake, and you can continue. This dream has been interrupted, but it is difficult to redo the dream. ”

Grandpa smiled and said he knew.

When I walked into the house, I saw two big red candles lit on a table of eight immortals. Not far from the table of the Eight Immortals, there is a carved bed against the wall, with a top cover, and the carved patterns are not very real in the candlelight. There is a red gauze tent in the top cover, and in the gauze tent there is a bumpy woman's figure, which seems to sleep inward.

Grandpa thought to himself that it was just a bamboo-woven female body, so he didn't notice the slight undulation of the female body in the red gauze tent. Because of the jumping candle flames, all the shadows in the room shook slightly.

He didn't go to bed, but sat down on a chair next to the table of the Eight Immortals. Grandpa thinks it's inappropriate to take a rag doll when he enters the door, and he can't leave immediately after taking it, so as not to be seen through by the bustard, so it is better to sit for half an hour and wait for the sound of people outside to disappear before doing anything.