The staircase leading to the gate is very grand, each stone is about ten meters long, with carvings on it, trees on both sides, and stone lions.

Sakurako found that Funeral Night was staring at the stairs and didn't walk, so she asked him, "What do you want!"

Funeral Night said, "These stones must be worth a lot!"

Sakurako feels that her three views may be ruined, this girl is really abnormal sometimes!

"It's an honor, it's an honor! I didn't expect that the poor monk would be able to participate in a grand wedding in his lifetime. "Although the great monk doesn't like to talk to Sakurako, it seems that most of the people here are ...... except for the two of them It's boring.

You do what you say, approachable, warm and respectful.

But the great monk felt ...... It's so hypocritical.

Obviously, I am a flower monk, I like to drink, I like to eat meat, and I like to peek at the ...... of beautiful women Buttocks.

Shouldn't this be despised?

Isn't this to be condemned?

I'm a monk!

But there was no contempt and condemnation.

Almost all of them have a hypocritical smile, and it's good to be okay with anything. Except for the two guys in front of me who like to bury people.

So the great monk came, and he wanted to talk to them to relieve his boredom.

"Will you move the hearts of mortals?" asked Funeral Night.

The great monk thought about it and asked seriously: "Do you think I can still be vulgar like this?"

"Yes!" Sakurako nodded: "If you die and come back, you can return to the vulgar, but it doesn't seem to be useful! You look so ugly, who girl will take a fancy to you? Did you become a monk because you didn't have a girl in the past?"

The corners of the big monk's mouth twitched, and then nodded: "Yes!"

"Then don't be vulgar, let's live with the pig, it's the same if it's not vulgar anyway. ”

"Good!" the corner of the great monk's mouth twitched again.

His heart is very blocked, and it is very unpleasant, but he can't fight back, because Sakurako is still just a child in his eyes!

Can you be angry with a child? How many lives does it take to fill it?

The great monk said that his ideal is to return to the vulgar, find a mother-in-law, have a child, and live a good life.

This monk ...... It's fake, right?

"Big brother, are you ideal?"

Funeral Night thought for a while and said, "I have!"

"Let's listen to it, and let my brother also make you a staff officer!"

"I want to be rich, I want to have no worries, no troubles, I want my wife to be a fairy, I want to ......"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about that. The great monk felt that the funeral night was whimsical and unrealistic, and even he felt a headache when he heard it.

They walked up the stairs, and the iron sword gate was decorated with lights and beams.

The people here are full of people, the hustle and bustle here is full of mountains, and all kinds of people are endless, most of them come to congratulate.

The great monk is very knowledgeable about human feelings, and he sent his blessing, which is a ...... Broken bowls.

On the night of the funeral, I don't know whether the great monk is a monk or a beggar, and don't all the monks use a bowl to turn their fortunes? Or is it a yellow ...... Colored bags?

The eyes of the little guy who was in charge of receiving gifts were straight.

It seems useless for us to ask for this stuff in our family! It can be reliable to cheat on food and drink, or you can do it if you don't send it! So as not to embarrass everyone, right?

Sakurako was not so embarrassed when she entered the door, she gave a silver tael, the gift was light and affectionate, and the congratulations were also decent, although it was really a little light, but at least ...... Sakurako isn't embarrassed!

When it was the night of the funeral, the little guy was a bit like the impulse to beat people, because the funeral night was ...... It's a stone.

Yes, this is a piece of bluestone, and the little guy wonders if this thing has knocked on his own ladder, because the material is ...... It's too similar.

"You're welcome, a small gift, not a tribute. "The funeral night seems to be very face-giving!

The two little guys were stunned, and the gift this time was more than the last housewarming...... It's much shabby.

Funeral Night and Sakurako were a little disappointed after stepping into the mountain gate, and there was a feeling that "meeting is not as good as being famous".

Very unexpectedly, it was completely different from what I imagined, the interior door decoration was shabby, the vermilion paint was peeling, and there were raindrops exposed in some places.

Is it still a system sect? I feel a little depraved!

At first, I thought it was just a part of the funeral night, but this phenomenon has been the same all the way, there is no momentum of prosperity at all, some are just degenerate, and some are just decadent!

"Rise and fall, success or failure, a thought, it's a pity, I really hope that the Iron Sword Gate can correct his heart, reorganize the light, Amitabha meat!" The great monk played Zen words, very regretful.

"Donor, do you have any thoughts on this?"

Funeral Night thought for a while and said, "The young master of the Iron Sword Gate and his fiancée are true love!"

Great Monk: "???"

Sakurako nodded: "Makes sense, makes sense!"

The great monk asked: "The poor monk has been eared, but he didn't hear the donor's Zen machine, and he went to the street!"

The funeral night said: "The skylight is leaking, you can marry in, who is not true love!"

Sakurako nodded again: "Makes sense, makes sense!"

The great monk touched his bald head, and finally sighed, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart, the way of the world has really changed, this is the world of young people, and a person who is out of the world can't express it.

I don't understand!

At night, the Iron Sword Gate was brightly lit and full of people, and sixty or seventy tables were set up in the front yard, each with twenty-two dishes.

But the big monk couldn't swallow it, so he asked the servant, "Is this a special purpose to take care of the poor monks?"

The little guy was a little stunned at first, but when he came back to his senses, he saw the ring scar on the head of the big monk, so he nodded again and again: "Yes, it is precisely because of the arrival of the master and the number of courtesies that a table full of vegetarian dishes was prepared." ”

"I see!" Da Yi nodded, but the hand holding the little guy did not let go, he said: "The poor monk likes to eat pork knuckle, and he also plays your faction to take care of it, it's troublesome, if the donor is difficult to speak, and it is not good to drink the head of the noble faction, then please lead the poor monk to go, face to face, the poor monk is a guest, and he will not embarrass you, right?"

The little girl's face turned black on the spot, but when the banquet was opened, the banquet was full, and there was a pork knuckle in the big monk's bowl, and the others swallowed vegetarian dishes.

"Amitabha, it seems that the Iron Sword Gate is no longer what it used to be, and it is really embarrassing that they have fallen here, I am really worried that they will go astray and become a demon for the sake of money and prestige. ”

"Hehe, great monk, you can be content if you eat something! Where is there so much nonsense!" Although Sakurako is also greedy, she is not envious, because she is determined to lose weight.

"Well, why don't you eat it? Are you, like the great monk, you can't swallow it without meat?"

Sakurako found that he didn't move his chopsticks on the night of the funeral, as if he had something on his mind, in fact, he had been like this since he left the town of Seven Stars.

He seems to have a lot of things that he can't think about, and it hurts if he can't untie it.

Isn't that all right? Shouldn't people be happy and live their lives happily?

Late at night, everyone who came to congratulate them rested one after another, waiting for tomorrow's wedding.

Because of the large number of people and the lack of guest rooms, the great monk took the initiative to have a room on the night of the funeral.

It's very noisy and lively, but it always feels invisible on the night of the funeral.

(End of chapter)