Chapter 35 Mo Dao's heart is short-sighted
Just when Lu Wutong went to Linjue Temple to present the worship post, he did not ask Yan Yun to go to Wangchun Tower, the largest wine store in Bianliang City, to drink.
Yan Yun was a little curious, why did this person suddenly become rich, but when he saw him at the counter, he slapped a jade pendant on the table of the shopkeeper.
Yan Yun: "? Steal! ”
Not precepts: "Ancestral." ”
Yan Yun froze, and the shopkeeper of Wangchun Tower saw the orange-yellow jade plate, and his eyes were almost straight, and he changed from wanting to drive people to pug mode in a second, nodding at the two of them.
Shopkeeper: "Buddha, what do you want?" ”
Don't quit: "Boss! How much can you buy for a thousand days drunk? ”
The shopkeeper smiled: "Baitan." ”
No, "Okay, bring up ten altars, and exchange the rest for silver." ”
The shopkeeper was probably from the hall, and shouted in a strange tone: "Okay~Please in the guest officer~" and ran to the backstage
Yan Yun said with a smile: "The shopkeeper is also here, and when I see the silver, I don't care about your big bald head." ”
Do not precept put your hands together and say in a serious way: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in his heart." ”
"And that said? Then can I also practice Buddhism? Yan Yun quipped.
Without quitting with a glance, he chanted again: "If the world learns from me, it will be like falling into the devil's way." ”
Yan Yun waved his hand: "The truth has been told to you, and I don't want to be that monk." ”
The two of them sat down, and soon the shopkeeper took a group of little two, carried a jar of thousands of days drunk in front of him, pried open the mud seal on it, and a burst of pungent wine fragrance hit, filling the entire Wangchun Tower.
Yan Yun is not an alcoholic, but since he was invited by his friends, wouldn't it be rude if he didn't have a good drink? At that moment, he picked up the wine bowl and poured himself a bowl. As soon as you drink it, a mellow taste melts between the mouthpieces, and there is no stimulus like wrapping up, but an endless aftertaste, and you just want to drink it again.
"Good wine, I don't know how much better than that bag of staring. It's just a little more expensive...... Is that jade pendant of yours really an ancestral heirloom? Yan Yun asked.
Bu Qu smiled and said: "What is the master's words, he has to sell the right gentleman." Five-flowered horses, daughters and furs, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”
Yan Yun: "Good poetry, when the floating white." ”
The two clinked glasses, drank the wine in the glass, and spat out a mouthful of turbid air from each other. The weather became colder and colder, and the wine turned into a warm current in the stomach, and the two of them floated up.
Yan Yun: "Do monks still have poems?" ”
Raise the wine bowl and clink glasses without quitting. Porcelain bowls collide,
Bu quit and smiled: "If the sky doesn't love wine, the wine star is not in the sky." If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth. Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven. ”
Yan Yun: "What a drunkard, drink a big white again!" The two of them drank again.
He didn't quit and said: "Let's drink a cup of mountains and rivers to get drunk, and then drink a cup of forgetfulness." The sun and the moon will go with me, no matter where I sleep tonight. ”
Yan Yun: "Happy! Heroic isn't it? ”
Don't quit: "Thousands of miles of Qinchuan and thousands of miles of wind, the ink is vertical and horizontal into the wine." Fools say that dreams are drunk when they laugh, and they are old-fashioned. ”
Yan Yun shook his head with a wine bowl: "This poem is not really heroic, and the back is empty." ”
Without a smile, he got up from his seat, stood on the edge of the balcony with a wine bowl in his hand, and drank the bowl of wine and said:
"Flying light, flying light. Drink a jug of wine. The world is now round, and the sea is wide and listens to the rising tide. Yun Yong became a confidant, and the shadow was another person. Why don't you sing and drink and have fun today? Why do you have to endure the white-headed and force tomorrow? Yes. Pride is not always there, and beauties are not often there. Yes. The golden crow hides the white chain, and the flying whale dives the sea! I will capture the red sun in the east, so that the sun will not set again. I will cut the abyss to the ocean, so that the waters will no longer flow. All right! It is that the heavens and the earth remain unchanged, and there are no stars. It is always new with mountains and rivers, and there is no sad autumn. Flylight, flylight. I often salivate dragon meat in my dreams. The world laughs at me for talking nonsense, and I laugh at the world's idiot! ”
Yan Yun was in a trance for a while, but he seemed to see the scene of not quitting the red sun in the nine heavens and going down to the sea to cut the abyss. Heaven and earth are stagnant, and from this time the light no longer flows. After Yan Yun drank the contents of the cup, he only felt that the pride in the world had been finished by this poet.
"Well, it's worthy of you, a cultural person," Yan Yun smashed his mouth, and finally couldn't squeeze out poetry after thinking about it for a long time, so he could only hold the wine bowl and smile: "Drink!" ”
If you don't quit, you laugh and drink with Yan Yun.
There were several bowls in a row, and his face was already red when he didn't quit, and Yan Yun was the same. Ten altars have been drunk for a thousand days, and they have already gone to two altars. Yan Yun operated his internal force, decomposing the wine in his body, and he didn't quit relying on his stomach.
Yan Yun: "It's almost, it's impossible to drink all these ten jars." ”
He smiled: "I can drink another jar." ”
Yan Yun: "Your way of drinking is hurting your body." ”
Bu Jie carried the wine jar, and poured a big mouthful: "The body is just a stinky skin, why should the donor look good." ”
Yan Yun smiled bitterly: "But people always need a pair of skins to walk in the world." ”
Buqi smiled: "That's true......" But seeing that the monk's painting style changed, he said in a deep voice, "Then I'll tell you a story." ”
Yan Yun: "? ”
"I have heard that in a family whose father was killed in battle, the commander of the army will visit him and give gold and silver utensils to the man's wife and son, and he will treat the man's son very well, and almost raise him as his own son. But the more this happened, the more the wife of the dead man became disgusted with the general, and finally the son really couldn't understand, so he asked his mother. "General, give us gold and silver, teach me knowledge and martial arts, and treat me like this own son, why don't you like him, mother?" The mother cried and said, "The general did the same to your father, and your father gave him his life." Now he's doing this to you again, and I'm afraid you'll do the same. Sure enough, a few years later, the general almost lost the war with the enemy, and the son went to assassinate the other party's commander. He ambushed at the ferry and cut off one of his hands, pretending to be harmless, and finally deceived the other party's commander into boarding his ship, taking advantage of the small space in the boat to kill him, and he himself was killed by the soldiers who arrived later......"
After finishing speaking, he said, "What do you think of this story?" ”
Yan Yun frowned
Don't quit smiling bitterly: "Those who value profit promise to benefit, those who value fame become famous, and those who value love will know that they will know ...... love"
Yan Yun: "No, I always feel that you mean something." ”
"Yes, I mean something...... Bu Qu only felt an astringency in his throat, he picked up another bowl of wine and washed away the joints in the Adam's apple: "Do you know who Lu Wutong is?" ”
Yan Yun glared and said, "I don't want to know who he is, don't say it again." ”
Bujie clenched his fists in his hands: "His real name is Yingye, and he is currently the nephew of Qin King Qin Xi." After his father's death, he passed the throne to him, but he was soon rebelled by Win and ousted him from the throne. His mother had an old relationship with the Kunlun Immortal Mountain, so when his uncle killed him, the immortal came to pick him up. But he doesn't stay in the fairy world, but he wants to come back, do you understand what he wants to do? ”
"Revenge." When Yan Yun recalled the time of the Golden Dragon Temple, Lu Wutong's obedient face: "No, I understand what you mean." You're saying I'm the son of that story, are you? ”
Not quitting: "......"
"So you came out today to invite me to drink just for this ......" Yan Yun made a lot of effort in his hand, his strength was very strong, and the bowl in his hand shattered: "I'm not happy, don't quit, to be honest, I'm not happy." You shouldn't be behind someone's back and speak ill of them. ”
No: "I didn't mean that. ”
Yan Yun: "I understand, you are for my good, but I don't like to hear this kind of thing." ”
Yan Yun wanted to take a sip of wine, but when he looked down, he found that the wine bowl had been crushed by himself. The porcelain shards dug into his palms and bled out. He stopped drinking, got up, and walked out.
"Yanyun." Don't quit calling him.
Yan Yun just walked outside, walked to the door and said, "I've always been sincere in making friends. Since I recognize him as a friend, even if he really lies to me, I will not change my attitude. No, do you understand? ”
I don't stop talking.
Yan Yun looked up at the sky and said, "Don't be short-sighted. No, in fact, over the years, I have been following a principle when I see people, and I will tell you today - what a villain looks at is a villain, and a gentleman is a gentleman when he sees everything. That's it, you and me...... No longer friends. With that, he walked away.
If you don't quit staying where you are, the thousand days of drunkenness won't be fragrant.