"What kind of song is this? Sounds cheerful. The fat man asked Su Bai while sipping his drink.

In fact, everyone did not go to the bar, but Shears held an open-air KTV conference by Erhai Lake, and lit a bonfire in an irregular manner, attracting many tourists from the neighborhood to stop here, the drinks are free here, and three groups of managers who came to question have fallen asleep directly in the background.

A high-level listener, who does not kill people, does not engage in sabotage, does not engage in religion, just wants to have an open-air party, which is a small request that even the radio cannot bear to refuse.

"One of us" is a classic from singer Joan Osborne's debut album "Relish". Su Bai took a sip of wine, "Shears was very wealthy before he became a listener, and he was considered an aristocratic order, and he also organized a band. ”

"Oh, it does look very tall. ”

At the end of the song, the fat man clapped his hands,

"But it doesn't feel so down-to-earth. ”

Looking around, the fat man saw the eating and drinking men and women gathered around him, and then thought of the environment here, it seems that the people here don't need such a thing as earth.

"Dabai, do you know, in my eyes, what is the most beautiful music. The fat man suddenly asked with some melancholy.

"The music team on the rural white thing. Su Bai gave an answer without hesitation.

"Huh?" The fat man looked at Su Bai with some surprise, held Su Bai's hand with one hand, and sighed a little drunkly: "Bai, you know me." ”

Su Bai took out his hand and wiped it with a tissue on the table, the disgust was beyond words.

"It's a pity, even in the countryside now, there are fewer and fewer white bands, and the feeling of breaking the sound of inferior microphones and singing "Always Go Home to See" at people's funerals is slowly becoming a memory of the past. ”

The more the fat man talked, the more frustrated he became, perhaps, this is the fat man's own dream, and it is also his real obsession, before he became an audience, he was a Mr. Bai Shi in the countryside below Sichuan, and even in the process of refining his heart before advancing to the senior audience, the fat man deliberately went back to his old business and pulled up a new team.

"I have a dream!" The fat man suddenly roared, Su Bai knew that he was pretending to be drunk, because alcohol couldn't paralyze them now.

"Martin Luther King Jr. was black. Su Bai suddenly interjected.

"Ahem.................." The fat man glanced at Su Bai very aggrievedly, and that lyrical atmosphere disappeared immediately.

Shears soon moved on to the second song, he was like a microb, not democratic at all, but he sang really well, especially the kind of authentic British English songs, at least for the audience present, no less than an audio-visual feast.

The little guy sat on Su Bai's lap, looked around from time to time, and shouted a few times with "babbling" from time to time, and it could be seen that he was quite excited.

"You think I'm mentally ill, you think I'm seriously ill;

Go tell the psychiatrist that I'm not normal;

Exhausted, give me a fatal blow;

But you like it most than ever when I'm losing my mind;

Tell you a secret, I'm not afraid of anything;

What about my insanity, all the illustrious people are a little crazy;

Anyone who has the ability can be a little crazy, and everyone who has the ability is like this............"

"This song is a bit interesting, very emotional. The fat man shook his head and followed the rhythm, then took out his phone and asked, "What song is this?"

“《mad hatter》。 Su Bai handed the little guy to the fat man and then got up and walked out of a distance, he suddenly felt a little upset, not caused by Hills's singing, but the restlessness from the depths of his soul.

It would be good if Ying Ying'er was here at this time, the man might be like this, even if Xun'er is very close to him, but the two sides have already maintained that kind of tacit understanding of distance, and there is no longer the slightest possibility of involvement, and Ying Ying'er's intimate and irresponsible free and easy seems to be the real scarce thing in life.

Su Bai suddenly thought that the radio would not recruit any more experiencers now, so if he took Ying Ying'er with him, he would not have the same concerns as before.

It's just that it seems a little too selfish to get people back from the United States just to meet their own needs.

but

Who cares?

"Donor, I see desire in your eyes. ”

The voice came from behind him, and Su Bai turned around and saw a cleanly dressed little novice standing there, reciting the Buddha's name to himself with his hands folded.

This little novice is still a little familiar.

Su Bai remembered that when he first came to Dali, he met this little novice in a homestay, and the little novice once said to himself that there are no saints in this world.

"Coincidentally. Su Bai handed over the beer in his hand, "Take a sip?"

Xiao Shami licked his lips, but still shook his head, and said, "The master said that drinking is wrong. ”

"Drink it, I'll find you another beautiful little sister. ”

Su Bai bent down at Xiao Shami so that his eyes could be level with the other party,

The eyes of the blood clan carried a strange evil charm, as if the most simple and direct temptation in the world.

In fact, the Bloodline has been able to survive and reproduce, and in the context of the darkness being defeated by the light camp, being good at seducing humans is also a major reason.

Of course, this reconciliation is different from the kind of illusion that reaches the peak, but Su Bai feels that it is enough to tease the little novice in front of him.

Xiao Shami seemed to become "vulnerable" under Su Bai's gaze, his eyes began to become cloudy, the original clarity disappeared, and he could only be taken to the ditch by Su Bai, a "bad uncle", and drank half a bottle of wine directly.

"Little sister............ The young lady ............, "The little novice who can't drink enough is already shaking."

Su Bai smiled and patted this guy's head, this guy has a relationship with himself, the last time he saw him, he also saw him this time, of course, he is different from Su Yuxuan, Su Yuxuan is a spirit child, this little novice is just an ordinary little monk.

Su Bai is not an old rich man, he can't see people's past and present, but sometimes it seems to be quite boring if he is omniscient and omnipotent, to a certain extent, Lao Fugui is actually very similar to the broadcast consciousness who wants to seek death so he deliberately handed over the position to Su Yuhang and his wife, they all feel that they are living a very boring life.

Taking out some money from his pocket and stuffing it into Xiao Shami's bag, Su Bai smiled and signaled that Xiao Shami could go, he should have come to make a fortune.

It's just that Su Bai doesn't know which temple he came from, and he doesn't know who his master is.

"Little sister.................. Little sister .................."

Xiao Shami walked back happily, and then stopped by the Erhai Lake, Su Bai looked at him, after all, the wine was made to tease him to drink, in case this guy accidentally fell into the river and drowned, it would not be so interesting.

"Little Sister............

Xiao Shami kept coughing, talking to himself, and then he suddenly fell silent, his silence seemed a little strange to Su Bai, because at this moment, Xiao Shami's whole temperament seemed to have changed.

Su Bai walked over, Xiao Shami turned his head slightly sideways, looked at Su Bai, and from his eyes, Su Bai saw a sense of old Chen, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of the facts.

"Boy, it's not a good practice to teach children to break their vows, it's too damaging. The little novice's voice still sounded immature, but the tone and style of his speech were like that of an old man.

"I really haven't seen it, you are still growing up in other people, people have their own lives, you live in other people, isn't it harmed?" Su Bai asked rhetorically.

"Joke, I'm his ancestor, of course I have to stay and protect him, this kid has Huigen, I can't let him die. The voice sounded a little serious, yes, this kind of person generally cares a lot about his inheritance, even more than he values his own offspring.

Because the heirs inherit their own bloodline, and their own disciples inherit their own spirit and thoughts.

Some people feel that the preservation of the bloodline is crucial, while others feel that the light of their thoughts is the key to their eternal existence.

"Are you also a listener?" asked Su Bai, "a listener who has long since died." ”

"Hey, boy, can't I be an enlightened monk, old monk?"

"You didn't even ask the audience what it was. Su Bai smiled.

The old monk was stunned for a moment and said, "You actually tricked me." ”

Xiao Shamizai carefully looked at Su Bai from top to bottom again, and then smashed his mouth and said: "It's a pity, the old monk, I died on the battlefield of another world at the beginning, and now there is only a wisp of residual thoughts left, and I tell him the scriptures every day while this child is sleeping, and I didn't catch up with the scene of rich and noble him." ”

Su Bai was noncommittal.

"You're really like your father. The old monk suddenly said, "Wealth and wealth are planted on your father and son." ”

This is an indignation from the perspective of a friend, indeed, the old monk is right, Lao Fugui was first pitted by Su Yuhang, and then gave up the opportunity to be reborn for his so-called godson, which is equivalent to being pitted by father and son one after another.

"You're not begging. Su Bai said very calmly.

Xiao Shami's words were stopped, yes, Su Bai was right, on weekdays, the old monk could only recite scriptures and preach Buddha to Xiao Shami in his dreams, but this time, he came out, which means that his wisp of soul can not continue to exist.

"Help me take care of him, old monk I know, now there is no cause and effect to make him a listener. ”

"I can find him a high-ranking monk, a master who is not inferior to you, but, conditions. ”

"Conditions?" Xiao Shami was furious, "I'm your uncle, when I was with your father and your godfather, they all had to call me brother!"

"Condition. ”

"You kid, do you have to be the same as your father!"

"Condition. ”

"Nope!"

"Then I'll kill him later, so that you can be killed. ”

............ "I had attained Nirvana before I went to that world, and I left a relic, and I can tell you that position, and it will be a condition for you." ”

"Deal. Su Bai took another sip of wine and said with a smile, "The master I found for your apprentice is the reincarnation of Monk Huiguo, how about it, it's not worse than you, right?"

"You father and son, carved out of one mold. The little novice said indignantly, "The old monk is just that little thing, and he will be knocked out by you." ”

"Okay, talk to your apprentice again, you're almost gone. ”

Su Bai turned around and walked into the distance,

Standing on the shore of Erhai Lake,

In the darkness of the night,

The vanity ahead,

Just like your past,

Just like your own future............