Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, the deserted Li Mansion suddenly became lively, in fact, speaking of excitement, as long as Pei Xiaohuan comes back, the whole courtyard will be boiling with chickens and dogs, except for Mrs. Li Mansion, everyone in the Li Mansion has figured out the temper of this girl, and knows the degree of favor of this child, although she screams, she has to deliberately shout a few times from afar, how can she be happy when the little girl is happy, even Li Jingxian, who has been cold-faced, can't be annoyed, because this goods is exactly the same as Li Jinglan when she was a child, she never cares about this messy gossip, and even when her mother pretended to carry a broom and pretended to go out to clean up this girl, she rarely went to stop her, I have to say that Pei Xiaohuan is really spoiled.

Pei Xiaohuan came back, which means that the little monk Yifan, the biggest heel, will appear from time to time, and Li Fugui can't go home this year because of the heavy snow, and he was simply called back by the girl, Li Jingxian was noncommittal, how lively the old lady is, I can't wait for these children to live and not leave, how long has the Li family not been so lively, it's too late to be happy! Li Fugui is a little nervous except for the sister of the Li family, and he is not polite to others.

With Li Fugui's help, the little monk was thrown aside, Yifan never got angry, and watched Li Fugui sweating from a distance with his cheeks, as if he saw himself a few days ago, hehe smiled.

Pei Xiaohuan bought a few strings of sugar gourds outside the house, and saw on the road that some people had already pasted the Spring Festival couplets, and ran all the way back, busy spreading out the paper and pen to make her unremitting efforts to write big characters, "The sun and the moon increase the longevity of the mother, and the spring is full of blessings" The word is still acceptable to write, but it is a little crooked, and the little girl is not bothered. Tut, brother, we haven't wasted our efforts, I don't believe you can come back and take a look, this couplet is written! Tut, it's much more oxaine than the prince next door!"

Li Fugui, who rushed back out of breath, heard these words at the door, turned his head and looked at the little monk, spread his four hands, and shrugged his shoulders at the same time. It's speechless.

Let's take another pair, "The first spring of the rich and noble family is always there, and the good people are more than happy" scraped the little girl's intestines. frowned and thought for a long time, but there was no one to find, and suddenly looked up and saw the sneaky two people at the door, dancing and shouting: "Li Fugui, come here!"

Li Fugui and the little monk walked into the room in fear, and Pei Xiaohuan said with a big grin: "Li Fugui, give your vassal an elegant opportunity, come and come, make a few pairs, and let you see the girl's ability to draw iron hooks and silver." ”

Li Fugui groaned a little and said: "The winter moon frost hooves are thousands of miles away, and the spring clouds and wind are nine Xiaopeng", Pei Xiaohuan held the ink pen and looked at it for a long time, but it never fell. Li Fugui leaned forward, thinking that there was something on the red paper, and the little monk laughed out loud without a hitch, Li Fugui looked back, and the little monk said in a voice like a slight nymph......

Li Fugui suddenly realized, "What's that, I don't think this couplet is good, Brother Xiaohuan will think of another pair for you, hey, there is, heaven and earth and Shunjia add wealth, peace and happiness are blessed, horizontal criticism: Four seasons of peace, what is this?"

Pei Xiaohuan's little face, which was flushed just now, suddenly smiled again, "Li Fugui is good!

With a stroke of the pen, brushing and brushing, writing neatly, the two lotus arms are opened, and when they are carried in front of them, it is narcissism. While she was intoxicated, Li Fugui and the little monk crept out, and ran far away to an old plum tree and covered their stomachs and laughed.

After a few little guys finished pasting the Spring Festival couplets, Pei Xiaohuan was busy going to the godmother to set the bottom fine, and he had to know the size of the red envelope in advance, so that the little monk and Li Fugui had time to sneak in front of the small lake that had formed a thick ice mirror.

"Brother Fugui!"

"What's wrong?"

Yifan touched his little bald head and whispered, "There is a saying, I don't know whether to say it or not!"

Except for your little daughter-in-law and the guy who is far away at the border, Brother Fugui is your closest person, what can't you say, isn't the monk not talking?"

Yifan looked at him with complicated eyes, "Brother Fugui, you have to take care!"

Li Fugui is a little inexplicable, an idle yamen, dealing with new books and old books every day, what can he do? But he who knows the inside story better understands that this holy monk who was once a saint of the three religions and paid for his own fruits "Carrying Water Monk" is known as a person who can know by life, and the little monk Yifan, who has high hopes, is born with a Buddha heart, and will definitely not be without purpose. The so-called heavenly machine cannot be revealed, and no matter how deep it is, it cannot be said.

So he made up his mind and firmly remembered this sentence.

Although he felt that he had attached great importance to the little monk's words, it was impossible for him to think that in the eyes of the little monk, there had been a terrifying scene.

One is that he was lying in a pool of blood, Li Jinglan was covered in blood and wielded a knife like a madman, people blocked and killed, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, and even the undefeated golden body of the little monk was almost shattered by Li Jinglan, who killed the red-eyed, and the blood flowed like a river in the capital.

The other is even more terrifying, the two brothers, standing side by side, behind them is the woman in red who is spoiled by the whole family, with empty eyes, this time not only against thousands of troops and horses, but also the gods in the sky, the two brothers still have not taken half a step back, a Confucian classic cut off the causal connection, shattered the gate of heaven with a knife, and caused the nine thunderstorms, Li Jinglan carried the catastrophe, and when the body and spirit were almost scattered, the little monk cashed in the body and the law again, at the cost of reincarnation, to save the life of the girl in red.

The latter needs Li Fugui's help, and the former makes the little monk understand how important Li Fugui, one of Brother Lan's few friends, is to him.

Take good care of yourself, if you have three long and two short, Brother Lan is really going crazy!

The ignorant are fearless, and Li Fugui doesn't understand, so although he feels that he has attached great importance to it, it is actually far from reaching the reminder that the little monk gave him with the dirt of the Buddha's heart.

The reality is often like this, the bodhisattva is afraid of the cause, and the ordinary man is afraid of the fruit, more than ten years later, after the battle between heaven and man, Li Fugui knew the price paid by Yifan at the beginning. Only then did he touch the little bald head that had lost the luster of his golden body with his bloody hand, and muttered: "You say that you are stupid, you are even more stupid, don't sit on the lotus platform and don't deceive yourself." Now stepping through the void, the spiritual platform is still free of dirt. The little monk couldn't hear it anymore, that day, the dazed girl in red, took off her shoes and socks to reveal her white lotus-like bare feet, went west, and embarked on the road of "carrying water monks", with lotus flowers under her feet, you sacrifice yourself for me, and I will become a Buddha for you.

Li Jinglan relied on the fat Confucian who was much thinner than himself, but much stronger than himself now, and vomited blood: "I'm a bastard, let's work hard, it's better than this little bald donkey, mother, or what our mother said makes sense, the woman is not left! Li Fugui, you dare to have a daughter in the future, Lao Tzu beat you so much that you don't even know your godmother!"

"I'll beat you in the face, look at you like this now, who can you beat? Lao Tzu can shoot you to death with a book! Dissatisfied?" The fat man Li Fugui was so tough with Li Jinglan for the first time.

"Special mother, what kind of world is this, Confucian saints can also swear? God has no eyes! I don't care? Come and come, isn't it just two knives in my brother? My brother is heartbroken by this stinky girl, and I don't care about your two knives in the ribs!"

Li Fugui sighed, slowly turned around, and put the arm of this stinky poor man who was full of nonsense and had no strength on his back for a long time, and the two brothers staggered in the sunset.

"God still has a fart, eye, you just smashed the gate of heaven, from now on, the heavenly immortals are in charge of the heavenly immortals, and the world is in charge of the world, do you still expect that there will really be a heavenly thunder to kill me?"

"Li Fugui, you are good at face kung fu!"

The two of them who were broken in thoughts, a blood line came out of their backs, and the blood was remnant.

Qiao Chunhui, who was in an embarrassing situation, met an old man who did not surprise him, and the surprise was because he met this old man in the pawnshop, not surprised, it was he who expected that he would definitely find him.

Ma Qian beckoned to him, and Qiao Chunhui was stunned for a moment, and walked quickly to the old man. "Ma Lao!"

"Don't pretend to be poor with less garlic, the old man is poorer than you, and he has no money to lend you!" Ma Qian said while carrying half a pot of Chang'an Chun, sipping the wine beads on his beard.

"Then even if you are the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, why do you have to know each other when you meet? Ma Lao, it doesn't matter if you don't borrow money, this wine?" Qiao Chunhui said with a smile.

"You kid don't have to inch in, the old man doesn't run the pawnshop once or twice, everyone in the capital knows, don't fight the idea that can threaten me, as for this wine, all over the street to inquire, my Ma Qian is famous for asking for wine and not dying, hum!"

Qiao Chunhui looked helpless, just disrespectful for the old, and I really haven't seen such a stingy Shoufu. was silent at the moment, Ma Qian stood up and walked out of the pawnshop, Qiao Chunhui naturally followed, and the two of them did not walk on Chang'an Avenue, but walked in the alleys of Dongcheng.

"Okay, don't pretend to be a grandson with me, you kid doesn't eat hard and soft on the surface, but in fact, you don't have any good farts in your stomach, take out the things! The old man gave you a palm, Bert Niang's teacher died before he could get out of the school, Li Fugui was an iron chopping board made by the water mill, the old man was never worried, you monkey holding in the belly of the princess of the iron fan, but it made me scared! For fear that you would break the sky!" The old man muttered in his mouth and stretched out his hand at Qiao Chunhui.

Qiao Chunhui turned a deaf ear and pretended not to understand.

The old man stared at her for a long time, and when he saw that his face did not change, he turned his anger into a smile, "Good boy, you can easily pass the first level!"