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Turn the good into mad and the good into evil.

Homo sapiens stupid, rich poor.

The dice were under the eyes of the white robe, and the plum boatman asked gently: "My friend came from afar, are you interested in gambling on the West Lake at night?"

"How to bet, what to bet?"

Betting on the bright plate, the white robe asked directly.

"Bet on dice, the one with more points wins. ”

Boatman replied softly.

"My friend won and took all my money. If a friend loses, he won't send it away. ”

"I see. Bai Pao thought for a moment and nodded lightly: "No wonder you have been protecting the little girl for two nights in a row, do you think I am here for her?"

Isn't it?

Lowering his eyebrows and chuckling, the plum boatman praised the white robe: "Treading the snow to find the plum, I have heard of the name of my friend." ”

The white of the snow, the king of the plum.

In half a sentence, the identity of Bai Jun has been revealed.

The one who drank with the plum boatman was none other than the white monarch impermanence of Senluo.

Bai Wuchang spread out his empty hands and sighed with a smile: "My friend misunderstood, I didn't bring a spirit card, and I didn't come to break the little girl's longevity." ”

"Oh?" Mei Chuanfu raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't believe it, and asked with a chuckle: "Junzi Yahao, when you get rich at first sight, your financial resources are so abundant, very people can think of it, you should not come here for my money, right?"

"Most of the rumors are exaggerated. Bai Wuchang sighed: "The words of strong financial resources are really ridiculous and generous." ”

A gentleman should also be courteous before a duel.

Bai Wuchang and the endless courtesies of the plum boatman finally caused the night waves to roll.

A person emerged from the water, and a mouthful of water squirted towards the stars and moons.

relieved himself and complained loudly: "I haven't gambled for a long time, you two are about to suffocate me." ”

While complaining, the man jumped out of the water into the boat.

Tilt your head and jump on one foot to control the water in your ears and eyes.

After a few jumps, he almost missed the boat.

When he saw the overturned leftovers, he didn't dislike them, so he grabbed them and ate them, smearing them all over his body.

He was a monk.

Tattered monk.

Don't shave your hair, don't take a bath, don't abstain from alcohol, don't abstain from meat.

The only tattered monk in the Three Realms.

It is a pending monk of the West Lake Lingyin Temple.

Legend has it that he is the reincarnation of the Western Dragon Arhat.

He is known as Daoji, but he is honored by the world.

One does not recite the scriptures, the other does not worship the Buddha, it is upside down, and the world is happy.

Yes, on the West Lake, how can it be interesting if he is missing?

Although Mei Chuanfu is gentle and elegant, he can reveal his white and impermanent identity, and dare to compete with him, he must be a hidden immortal in the world.

After the monk was full, he sat down, retrieved the dice from the bottom of the boat, shook them in his hand, and looked at the two with a smile: "Little and good-looking people, let's gamble together, it's more fun." ”

Immortals, Buddhas and ghosts are all on this inconspicuous boat, who dares to lose this bet?

Bai Wuchang secretly gasped for cold air.

I have heard for a long time that Wei Tuo and the dragon are friends in Bliss, and now Wei Tuo has resigned from the position of Dharma protector, and he can't come out of the world with Epiphany, although it is Wei Tuo's own intention, but the people of the underworld have intervened in this matter after all, is he coming to me to settle old accounts?

Why does a monk want to gamble?

Not only does Bai Wuchang not understand, but Mei Chuanfu also doesn't understand.

It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

Now that the dragon has appeared, you might as well pick your own mind.

Bai Wuchang took out the feather fan, gently shook the wind, looked at the monk and the boatman left and right, and smiled brightly: "If you bet, you can divide the victory and defeat, so you will see sooner or later." ”

Seeing that both of them were listening to his words, he continued to comment: "Before you see the victory, you might as well talk about the lottery you want, maybe it won't hurt the harmony." ”

The monk smiled, the boatman was silent, Bai Wuchang said what he wanted, and asked the boatman with a smile: "Mei Lang Xiaoyan, I want you to scatter all your wealth and be a beggar." ”

The immortal has no dust in his heart.

The family has a lot of money, but there is still no fixed place to live, Mei Xiaoyan disagrees.

smiled back faintly at Bai Wuchang, Mei Xiaoyan whispered: "Bai Jun is impermanent, leaving a rain of filaments, and in this world, we will not be separated from Bai Shou." ”

Mei Xiaoyan, filigree rain, how many lifetimes have they been entangled, and what kind of story is there?

The conversation between the two was extremely elegant, which provoked the monk to cover his mouth: "Acid me, acid me." ”

Grabbing the flask and taking another sip, the monk said to the two, "We are monks, pure in heart and without desires, and do not have those troubles of love and love. ”

Bai Wuchang smiled, and Mei Xiaoyan toasted: "Master, please speak." ”

The monk pointed to the flower boat.

"I want to sleep with the girls in the flower building. ”

The autumn wind is bleak, fluctuating the surface of the lake, and also blowing the tip of the nose of the filigree rain.

Something, really weird.

The feet are warm, the whole body is warm, the tip of the nose is cold, the whole body is cold.

Filigree Rain really doesn't want to open her eyes, even if she puts her head under the quilt, she has to sleep for a while.

However, the footsteps were chaotic.

Hey?

I slept in the stern of the boat last night, and there were very few people on the boat, so how could there be so many footsteps?

Half-asleep and half-awake, full of doubts.

Filigree Rain poked her head out and opened her eyes.

When he saw the plum boatman, he smiled faintly at her.

quietly groped for his clothes in the quilt, everything was neat, and the filigree was relieved.

Sitting up from the quilt, a little unwindy, the boatman put on a cloak for her.

"Tonight the master and the young lady got married. ”

His voice was soft.

"Huh?" the filigree rain almost jumped.

Hurriedly put on his shoes, frowned, and his eyes were full of puzzlement: "Mei Lang redeemed himself for Miss? got married so soon? I ...... after that."

I?

It's just a maid in a brothel, who cares?

There is one Oiran in the garden, and another Oiran will be chosen, and I will just be served by another person.

Pulling up the hair that was blown by the autumn wind, the filigree rain lowered his eyebrows.

"Congratulations to Mei Lang and Miss. ”

A congratulation is also a parting.

From now on, this flower boat has nothing to do with me.

"Don't just congratulate us, congratulate you. ”

A hearty sound came from the side of the ship, and I finally saw Mei Lang Xiaoyan clearly.

He was dressed in a white robe to face the wind, and his hand was shaking a white feather fan, which was a little taller than expected.

Because every time I see him, he always sits and waits for a beautiful woman.

"Mei Gongzi is good. ”

Filigree Rain lowered her head and took two steps back.

I didn't have the heart to discern his facial features, and I wasn't the one who was going to marry him anyway.

"I have not only redeemed Miss, but also you. ”

Mei Lang stood close and held up Siyu's chin with a feather fan.

felt a little disgusting in his heart, and there was a lot of reluctance, but Hua Xiyu still raised his face and showed Mei Lang his facial features.

Oh, man, I'm going to marry tonight, and I'm molesting other women.

Filigree Rain raised her face, but lowered her eyebrows.

A woman is both submissive and proud, a temptation that is hard to resist.

What's more, Filigree Rain is still such a beautiful woman.

Mei Lang let out a long breath and was stunned.

"The hosts. ”

Mei Chuanfu immediately spoke up and relieved the siege for the silk rain: "May the master be true to his word." ”

"Oh, oh. Mei Lang put away his restless thoughts, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Mei Chuanfu's hand.

"Although I have ransomed you, I have given you to my boatman, and I will obediently listen to him in the future. ”

It turns out that the paper is my fate.

Out of the brothel, it was in the hands of the boatman.

Suddenly, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

However, with the boatman, I can at least continue to sleep in the stern.

Agreeable, doesn't it?

When he opened his eyes again, Mei Lang was gone.

I saw the plum boatman tearing the paper document finely, as thin as silk rain.

Then, in the wind, sink this unbearable fate to the bottom of the lake.

"Filigree Rain, you're free. ”

Free, it's that simple?

It's unbelievable.

Tears flowed softly, the corners of her mouth raised a smile, and Hua Xiyu felt that she was ugly, and hurriedly turned around.

"Hua Siyu, if one day, I become a beggar and want to come to your door, will you give me a full meal?"

"If you really become a beggar, I will support you for the rest of your life!"

She turned her head, and it was more beautiful than West Lake.