Chapter Twenty-Eight: You Are Mine

Ye Qingxuan shook his head, poured another glass of wine and smothered it: "Poor Dao...... I once met a scum who was a whore. Once when he committed a crime, he happened to meet Poor Dao when he didn't succeed. At that time, Poor Dao had a slight reputation in the rivers and lakes, and he was afraid that Poor Dao would kill him, so he wept bitterly and vowed to change his past, and cut off his arm to win the trust of Poor Dao. ”

Ye Qingxuan, who was caught in memories, had a painful expression: "Poor Dao saw that he sincerely repented, so he no longer pursued it." But the next day, when the poor road passed through the place, he found that the girl who had escaped by luck had hanged herself in the house. When she came down, she had her last breath left. Poor Road ...... I'll never forget the way she looked at me, hollow, hateful, desperate, sarcastic...... It turned out that after the poor road left, the thief returned and insulted her innocence, and then fled away. Poor Dao chased again, and he was lost. In the past few years, Poor Dao has been asking everywhere where he is, but ...... Can ......"

He lowered his head and lay on the table, motionless.

Wu Qian sighed lightly: "It seems that he is drunk." ”

Jie Se's face was serious: "It's okay to be drunk." When you're drunk, you can forget the pain for a while, unlike me......"

The great monk laughed at himself: "You can't get drunk if you want to." ”

"It seems that the master of the ring is also a monk with a story. ”

"Who hasn't been in the past yet?"

"I think I've heard this somewhere......"

"It doesn't matter. Jie Se waved his hand to change the topic, "I don't know how old Master Wu is, have you ever been married?"

Wu Qian's hand holding the wine glass froze, and a few words popped out from between his teeth for a long time: "Twenty-four, I have never been married." What is this for, the master asking?"

Jiese's face was colorful: "I'm ashamed to say that there are two out of twenty poor monks, and they are indeed a little curious about the affairs of men and women, and I want to ask Brother Wu to tell me about ......."

Wu Shaoxia, who has rich theoretical experience and zero practical experience, squinted at him: "The master is a monk. ”

Ring color folded his hands and looked solemn: "Amitabha, in the past, Shaolin gave the outside world the impression that it was old-fashioned and inflexible, and the elders of the sect also asked the disciples in the door to empty their minds, and not to get involved in the red dust is the way to cultivate Buddha, but now it is different."

Since the family teacher became the abbot, Shaolin has taken on a new look. Although Patriarch Bodhidharma's Dharma is unfathomable, after all, he was an ancient man thousands of years ago, and the world thousands of years ago was very different from today's, and Buddhism also needs to be flexible. The family teacher often taught the poor monk that a wise person should know how to ask questions and solve questions, and if he does not know how to think and has not experienced the tempering of the red dust, how can he talk about detachment? ”

Wu Qian teased: "Is drinking wine and eating meat also keep pace with the times?"

Jiese's face was calm: "Under the way of heaven, all things circulate." Insects eat leaves, birds eat insects, goshawks hunt birds, this is the way of heaven. Tigers and leopards eat people, and people eat cattle and sheep, and the same is true.

As for drinking, wine is made from grain, and if you can eat food, why should you not drink wine? As long as you are not greedy for a cup, you should not taste it. This is also practiced. ”

Wu Qian was deeply admired: "Drinking wine and eating meat think that women are so philosophical." The master of the precept color is really profound in Buddhism, and he admires it. ”

Jiese smiled slightly, like a flower: "The question of the poor monk's talent, can Brother Wu solve the puzzle?"

"You have to do it. Wu Shaoxia, a virgin in the two worlds, smiled pleasantly and talked exaggeratedly: "The knowledge between men and women, in the next opinion, is not much simpler than Buddhism. ”

"Oh? ”

"Does the master know why marriage pays attention to a 'parent's order, matchmaker's words'?"

Without waiting for the quit to answer, he said to himself: "'The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker' shows that the men and women are the right people, and the interests and hobbies of both parties are roughly the same. In this way, a little run-in is enough, although it may not be affectionate, but at least you can respect each other. ”

Jiese retorted: "What Brother Wu said is reasonable and convincing. But...... In miscellaneous books, rich ladies fall in love with poor scholars, and official nobles and nobles are full of chivalrous warriors. Why is that?"

Wu Qian chuckled: "Miscellaneous books are for people to pass the time to read, that is, to pass the time, you have to write about what people like to read." It's because it's not so common that people like to hear about it. And the book only says that they have gone through a lot of hardships and dangers to come together, but have you ever talked about their life after being together?"

Caution pondered: "This ...... Not really. ”

Wu Qian poured a glass of wine: "People like beautiful stories, if you really write the back...... Hehe. ”

With the wine in his throat, he put down his glass and continued: "Let's not talk about the truth of the story, the rich lady is usually surrounded by the same rich children, even if some of them stink, but there are also outstanding people, the young lady does not look down on the more outstanding young man, but looks down on the poor scholar? Even so, if the young lady elopes with the scholar, how will she live in the future? She stretches out her hand from her small clothes, opens her mouth when she eats, and even gets up and washes up, and there are servants to serve her. Can you live the life of a peasant woman exposed to the wind and sun?

Compared with this, on the contrary, the official noblewoman thinks of the chivalrous man of the rivers and lakes, which makes me believe more. ”

Jie Se smiled and said, "Because Brother Wu is the chivalrous warrior of the rivers and lakes who is popular among thousands of girls?"

Wu Qian laughed: "Although there is this reason, it is not the point. The children of official families are not like the children of the merchant family, they are even more ignorant of the world, and they are in contact with the court and the court with deceit, and the contact with their peers is also for a purpose. At this time, if there is a bold and atmospheric young man who is not bad-looking, he will come into contact with her, and it is normal to be attracted under curiosity. But the question is also here, not to mention whether she will give up everything at home and wander with him after weighing the pros and cons. Even if she is simple, she leaves home with the knight on impulse. Can she accept the days of sleeping in the open and starving and having a full meal? Can she accept the days when she wears coarse cloth clothes, does she not have a good meal for ten days and half a month, and wakes up every day without a maid dressing and dressing her up?"

Wu Qian patted Jiese's shoulder: "So a story is always a story, just look at it, don't take it seriously." ”

Jiese admired: "Listening to Brother Wu's words, the poor monk suddenly opened. But the poor monk asked again, I don't know ......"

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about it. ”

"Brother Wu knows so much, I don't know how many confidantes there are?"

Wu Qian was drunk and said big words: "There is no red face, but there are many confidants." That's what I don't want to ...... if I want to."

A cold voice came from behind Wu Qian, and his tone fluctuated slightly: "Then how many do you want?"

Wu Qian laughed: "Of course, the more the merrier!

He turned around unconcernedly, wanting to see which one of the people who didn't have long eyes dared to provoke the first on the list.

Then, his wine woke up: "Little ...... Why are you here?"

Su Mubai's black and white eyes looked at him quietly, and the anger in his heart disappeared.

Who let himself owe him in his last life?

But those little bitches in the previous life were different.

She stepped forward, and there were only a few inches left between the two, so close that Wu Qian could kiss her thin lips as long as he lowered his head slightly.

The little white girl grabbed Wu Qiang's collar and said word by word: "You are mine, no one can snatch it away." ”

At this moment, the future master of the Demon Gate who has returned from rebirth is domineering and leaking!