Why is that? Why is this?

Wuzen is an honest monk, but Wuzen will always encounter some strange things, and he can't help but ask Wuzen.

It's not, marrying a daughter-in-law and waiting for nothing to pick up, and a father falls from the sky.

"Bang dang", and Wu Zen will be stunned!

"Yan is a rough person, and he doesn't have so many verbose rules!No Zen-" Yan Beige pointed his finger and shouted loudly: "Uncle Yan wants to accept you as a godson, only you have one word, can it be successful?"

"Success, success, success!" the crowd shouted, cheering excitedly.

"Cheng Cheng Cheng! Cheng Cheng Cheng!" "Master Niu shouted louder than anyone else, jumping and screaming, jumping three feet high!

"No! If you want to be beautiful, you are old. There was only one out of place, crisp and high-pitched, that stopped abruptly.

This finger was actually made by Mrs. Niu! Amitabha, no one knew that Mrs. Niu was deeply hidden, and she was actually a master! This time, we must not let the stupid San'er do any more bad things, and the old couple both know what this means. The peony girl blocked her heart with a word, it was quite depressed and uncomfortable! The ancestors have spirits, the gods and Buddhas bless, and from then on the peony life is safe, and the Niu family is lucky from now on!

"No Zen, no Zen, call your father-" Someone began to pout.

"What's it called? Father-in-law? Just call Daddy!"

"Congratulations to Yan Daxia, there is a successor to the big hero-" Someone is patting on the back.

"No Zen, no Zen, quickly recognize it! What a good father, don't recognize me!"

"No Zen, no Zen?" Yan Beige smiled with a smile in his eyes, and his face was ill-intentioned: "Good son, call your father to listen?"

"Huh?" Wuzen's mind was already confused, and he panicked again: "Call, what's it called?"

"Dad!" Yan Daxia shouted, impatient!

The crowd laughed, leaning forward and leaning back.

Yes, no Zen does not suffer, no Zen is refined.

Wuzen just doesn't know what's going on. Isn't this Uncle Yan? How did he become a Zen-free father again? Wuzen's father is obviously a monk, and Wuzen still thinks so. Father-in-law, what is father-in-law? Wuzen suddenly remembered his eldest brother Fang Yin, he was Wuzen's eldest brother--this father--this father-in-law must be the father of righteousness! And the father of righteousness is not the monk's father, and the monk Wuzen thought, this is a good thing, well!

"Dad!" Wu Chan shouted in a loud voice without hesitation!

"Hey!" Yan Daxia smiled, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted: "People are calling me, and you are responding indiscriminately!"

"Master Yan, I'm also his master-" Lingxiu said dissatisfiedly: "Don't ask a word, how can you make your own opinions......" Before he finished speaking, Yan Daxia had already turned his face: "Ask you? Is it useful? Who has the final say? Cut! Ask you for nothing, you will definitely say-" Saying that he put his palms together to make a solemn appearance, he said softly: "Master Yan, the poor monk really can't be the master of this matter, he has to go back to report to the master, uncle, uncle, and ancestor, and wait for them to overdo it a little bit, and the daylilies will be cold!" Everyone laughed, and Lingxiu cried with a sad face: "Sins and sins, Amitabha!"

Yes, the reason why it is arranged like this is that Yan Beige wants to give Wuzen another identity, an identity in the world.

Yes, Yan Daxia just wants to strike while the iron is hot, and he is determined to achieve the good deeds of the Zen monk and the peony girl!

"If you don't accept it, come to me, Yan has something to bear!" Yan Beige looked up to the sky and smiled, and his momentum was aggressive: "Haha, isn't it Dinghai? Let him come, Yan will fight with him for 800 rounds!" As soon as the word Dinghai came out, everyone exclaimed: "Dumb monk! Dumb monk! Dinghai, Dinghai Shen Monk!" I have to say that in the past, the dumb monk Dinghai was famous all over the world, and the master swept the world with a stick to be invincible. But I don't know, how is this Yan Daxia's short stick compared to the dumb monk Dinghai's long stick?

"Master Yan, the words are what you said. Lingxiu smiled slightly, and her face became calm: "It's about Wuzen, he will come." ”

"Come on, I'm just, yo!" Yan Beige smiled suddenly, his eyes widened: "Good old man, have you already calculated? Are you staying out of the matter, but let me carry this black cauldron?" Lingxiu nodded and said seriously: "You take it, you said it." Yan Beige snorted coldly and sneered: "I don't care, anyway, this monk's son, I'm going to decide!" Lingxiu sighed, his eyes showed sympathy: "Eight hundred rounds, eight hundred rounds, Yan Shi Zhu sacrificed his life to take righteousness, and he was really a good and brave person!"

"Hmph!" Yan Beige scoffed: "Speaking of martial arts, I may not lose to him!" "I may not lose, but not necessarily, and finally I am discouraged: "Okay, that dumb old monk in your family, is it really that bad?" Yes, compared to Dinghai, Yan Daxia is just a junior, he only knows his name and does not see him, and he has never fought against. Lingxiu raised her eyes and looked at the sky: "Dumb monk, Confucian, the master hasn't seen him for many years, but his demeanor is still there?"

As soon as the word "Confucian" came out, everyone exclaimed in unison!

is talking about Renjian Yinru, a figure in general legends, Kong Mengyu and Kong Laofuzi.

Yan Beige is a hero in the world, and his martial arts are superb, but he has not been defeated. According to legend, Yan Daxia has only lost to one person since his debut, and that person is a hermit. And it was a very miserable defeat in repeated battles, a total of 47 times before and after. Of course, generally speaking, rumors are unreliable, but this matter is absolutely true, because the above words are all said by Yan Daxia himself. Defeat is defeat, Yan Daxia admits his head, and is not ashamed but proud to say it triumphantly, but it does not affect his heroic image in everyone's minds at all-

Above board, that's right!

The big hero stopped talking, the dumb monk is as famous as Dinghai, and the big hero has no chance of winning.

"Master, Master, Wuzen is hungry!" Wuzen pulled the corner of Master's clothes and whispered. Yes, Wuzen is hungry, Wuzen wants to eat, for Wuzen, it is the king of heaven Lao Tzu to be his father, and there is no steamed bun to come. Lingxiu smiled and pointed: "Master has no food here, Wuzen went to him to ask for it, your father-in-law." "Master, father-in-law, when this sentence is spoken, Lingxiu can be regarded as approving of Lord Yan's rude request.

Yan Beige was overjoyed, and nodded his head sharply: "It's easy to say! Haha, but have a meal-" Said strode forward and designated a person: "You have a treat!" Old Man Niu was overjoyed, and nodded his head sharply: "I please! I invite! Old money and old money, go and prepare a meal!" Steward Qian coughed dryly, and said slowly: "How many guests, how many meters to prepare, you are the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, Yan Daxia is just saying-" Chen Ping stepped forward and said: "Old Qian! Master Yantang, under Chen Ping, I have heard it for a long time-" I suddenly heard a broken shout: "Stand down!" Chen Ping retreated, Yueji stepped forward, and Ying Ying saluted: "Uncle is above, and he is worshiped by his niece." "Yue Ji worship, peony also worships:" My sister-in-law has this happy wine, my uncle hasn't drunk it yet, and my niece and grandson have come to apologize-" Bai Dafu hugged Niu Niuniu and smiled bitterly, Niu Niuniu waved her little hand and struggled and cried, and the old lady Niu shouted excitedly with her eyes shining brightly: "My father-in-law, no Zen father-" Immediately, the men, women, children, three aunts and six women of the Niu family went into battle together, and they all said that I was nonsense, and said that a certain father-in-law was generous and noble, and this meal of happy wine should be taken care of by someone's father-

Yan Daxia retreated!

Defeated again and again, the five bodies were embarrassed, and Yan Beige was frightened for a while!

Of course, Yan Daxia is just a drunkard, not a stingy ghost, and this cup of wine Yan Daxia must be drunk no matter what: "Everyone! Everyone! Listen to Yan-" The big hero is about to speak again, still waving his arms like that, impassioned and infectious: "If you want to eat a good meal, you are not afraid of being late, there is an auspicious day after a good day, everyone listens, everyone listens!" Tomorrow, at noon, Yan will set up a wedding banquet in my Yizhou Hall, and everyone will go to have a cup of wine, haha!

"If you want it, you have to get it!" "You have to get it!" "Drink and drink! Go and drink the happy wine!" It was the people who echoed the heights of the climb that gathered, everyone was elated, and everyone's eyebrows were dancing! The atmosphere of the scene had reached a climax, and a big show had finally come to an end. Crying and laughing, it finally passed in a blink of an eye, and whether it was brilliant or not, it was also said in its own way. It's gone, it's over, when it's the end of the song, people are gone, but I'm reluctant to give up, I finally want to leave and stay, it seems that I'm still looking forward to it, what.

"It's scattered! It's all scattered! Why are you standing stupidly? What are you doing to see what I'm doing? I said that I don't care about food today, and I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have something!" Yan Daxia waved his hand very magnificently, and looked up to the sky to make a haha, and pointed out seriously: "I said, no wonder everyone is reluctant to leave, it turns out that they all have a good eye on me! Don't worry, Ming'er can't drink this white-clothed Bodhisattva, whoever is sick let him take a look by the way, and take care of the medicine to ......."

"I'm sick!I'm sick!" "I have a headache, my back hurts!" "My legs hurt! My buttocks hurt!" "Don't wait, don't wait! Show me now!" "I'll see first! I'll see first!" Everyone started to laugh loudly, and the noise and noise couldn't end. Yan Daxia snorted heavily, and lowered his face: "Who? Who is sick? Come on, come on, let me show you first!" Everyone laughed loudly, and some people shouted: "I really haven't seen it, this thing is new! Yan Daxia, is it possible that you will also be sick?" Yan Daxia smiled coldly, and his eyes rolled white: "I have medical skills, there are countless living people in my life, and I am specialized in having a sick brain, hum!

Everyone burst into laughter, and someone shouted: "Doctor Yan, Doctor Yan, you are beating people to death, and if you don't die, your brain will be broken!"

After talking about it again, making a fuss again, everyone was satisfied, and they dispersed in twos and threes.

Seven points cool, three points warm, the sky after the rain, exceptionally beautiful.

said that it was a play, not a play, and it was not said that everyone was happy, but it also called everyone's mind.

For example, at this time, the people who stayed, the people of the Niu family, Yan Beige, Lingxiu, and Wu Zen, everyone was very happy.

The peony woman regained her freedom, and her anger was angry, and she was also happy.

But there is no perfection in the world, where there is laughter, there are tears, where there is happiness, there is sorrow.

Where there is gain, there is loss, flowers are good, and the moon is difficult to be full.

For example, Awu.

Awu was forgotten in a dark corner, silently, silently weeping.

Awu's heart is broken.

Awu couldn't face it.

Sweet kisses, infinite glory, should have belonged to Awu.

No one knows that all this is completely arranged by Awu, and all this is the credit of Awu.

As the world is all the time, there is no justice.

But Awu will not complain, Awu only repents in his heart and prays, if Awu is given another chance to come again-

Opportunity is there, all the time.

Awu will not give up, Awu once again mustered up courage, Awu will not run away this time!

Like a homing bird, Awu flew over like that—

Ignoring the eyes of others, he looked directly at the peony girl: "I, for you, wrote a poem, wrote it for you, and only read it to you." ”

The peony girl didn't look at it, and the peony girl was expressionless.

Ah Wu coughed, and was about to chant affectionately, Brother Yan interjected very wisely: "Brother, I'll read it for you, I've read those poems of yours three thousand eight hundred times, and I have memorized every word!"

"Ahh

Don't you know, this left another opportunity for Brother Yan to interject: "Yes, every time he says this-that's you! Not a word is wrong!" At the end of the sentence, Ah Wu raised his eyes in astonishment, and two lines of tears flowed down: "Boss, I beg you, you don't ...... again" Before the words were finished, the boss stared at the two of them with big eyes, and said with a strange expression: "Boss, who is your boss? Don't you know me at all?" Ah Wu was speechless and choked, and instantly burst into tears: "God!"

Yes, she was already angry, and she didn't need to say anything more, no matter how much she explained, it was useless! Awu had already seen it, and the face was as frosty as a knife! Yes, she had no reason not to be angry, and with Awu's meticulous eye of observation and her fragile and sensitive heart, she had already discovered in it such things as deception, betrayal, dandy, forgetting friends, being intolerable to heaven and earth, and being ashamed of the world, and I was already completely disappointed in you, and there was no possibility between us, and there must be something hateful about the poor people. You can go to death, all sorts of things, many, many things, deep meanings.

Awu covered his face with his hands and ran away in tears!

Awu is going to find a place where there is no one but birds, and die quietly.

No one noticed that at the top of the trees, among the leaves, just above the heads of the people, a little sparrow looked calmly—

With a gaze full of vicissitudes, with eyes full of wisdom.

The world is chaotic, and love is entangled.