Seventy-seventh bowl of soup (2)

But today the sun is very good, sitting on the ground is also warm, Qinghuan can't help but think of the scene of living on the mountain with her master, there are flowers, trees, birds, spring water, and the beautiful scenery of birds and flowers is pleasant. Later, it was stinking and shameless. It doesn't matter if the master ran out to play, she also had a good time alone. Thinking about it, I blame the thunderstorm that took a thousand knives. There are so many trees in the mountains. You said which one you chopped is not good. You have to chop that one hundred-year-old tree. Don't you know that the tree is going to be refined? If you split it, it will be split. It is inevitable to break a few branches. It makes sense for you to split the whole tree in half in the middle? People clerk?

Forget it if you split it in half. The jar was also broken. Qinghuan knew it was going to be bad at the time. She watched dozens of black qi emerge from the jar and disappeared in an instant. She even asked her to grab it. The time was not given.

The most annoying thing was that the thunderstorm stopped after the jar was split, and it was so angry that it seemed to know that it had done something wrong so it didn't dare to rain again. After all, Qinghuan’s clothes hadn't had time to collect it outside.

...To be far away, she just thinks sitting in a corner lazily basking in the sun is very comfortable, if she can comfortably soak in a hot bath and then change into clean clothes, she has never been so sloppy in her life. Wearing the same clothes for many months, fortunately it is not too hot in early summer, otherwise if you sweat every day, Qinghuan will immediately go back to the mountain to escape the heat.

She sat cross-legged in the corner on the opposite side of the road and waited for the wedding to be over, but waited for the sun to be drowsy. When she woke up, she saw a handsome face magnified in front of her, and she leaned back in fright. Her head happened to hit the wall, and her tears were so painful: "Ah..."

"Is it all right?" the man asked, trying to rub her but was avoided by Qing Huan, she was wronged to death: "What are you doing to scare me!"

"Sorry, I just saw you fall asleep here, so I just want to remind you."

Qinghuan is now living like a tramp. Maybe she is not as good as a tramp. Why is this man so kind? She rubbed her head and looked at the man in front of her, wow, he looks so good-looking. I sighed in my heart, "Something?"

"I was a guest at the wedding just now. I was very interested when I heard you. Can you show me what you have?"

This doesn't matter. Qing Huan stretched out her right hand. Her Sky Thunder Talisman was naturally born in the palm of her palm. Ordinary ghosts did not dare to approach at all. She usually uses this to distinguish ghosts that have enough power to transform into a human body. But no one has been so close to her before, and this person is still gently scratching her soft palm with his fingertips.

Qing Huan was afraid of itching, so she couldn't help but shrank and pulled her hand back: "Don't move your hands or feet."

"I'm sorry." The man smiled softly, "Yes, the wedding is over, the bride and groom are going to the hotel, we are going to have a wedding banquet, are you coming?"

Qing Huan wanted to stubbornly refuse, but her stomach screamed...The beautiful cat eyes were originally half-squinted lazily, but now they are wide open: "Can you? Can I go? It's not good for me to go like this. , The bride and groom won’t welcome me? Can I eat it?”

Asked a series of questions, to put it bluntly, I didn't want to eat. The man was amused by her. He thought this girl was very funny at the meeting just now, and he was really curious about how some people would dress like this and say pedantic and outdated things these days. "Of course, they will still give me some thin noodles."

After hearing this, Qing Huan immediately jumped up from the ground: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up!"

The man brought her to the hotel, Qing Huan knew his name was Lian, and didn't know whether his last name was Lian or his first name. Anyway, everyone called him Mr. Lian, and all of them respected him as if he was very powerful. The man Qing Huan has seen in this life is full of calculations. There was only one before he went down the mountain, and he was still a shabby old man. Such a handsome and gentle man is really overwhelming. She almost moved her heart. Fortunately, she remembered that she was barely a monk in time, so she was able to hold her.

At the wedding banquet, the bride and groom came to toast, and they respected Lien, including the parents on both sides. When I saw her there, Lien didn’t say anything. The attitude was completely different from that in the church. Qinghuan doesn’t care about how others treat herself. In her view, it is her responsibility to save others. It is the freedom of others whether they appreciate her, so she never insists, as long as she gives a bowl of rice to eat, if she has money... It's not impossible to give some.

But this time she didn't have the heart to think about it, but kept looking at the female ghost on the back of the groom. She doesn’t seem to hate this man, but loves him very much. Her cheeks are pressed against his back, and her blood-stained hair covers her eyes, so she can’t make any expressions, but from the aura that she shows all over her body. , She didn't seem to mean to harm this man, she just wanted to...follow him, make him restless, and can hardly sleep day and night.

There is hatred, and there is love.

Qing Huan couldn't help sighing. Although she is a novice, she can barely be regarded as a somewhat experienced person, and she has particularly rich theoretical knowledge. Most of the female ghosts she has seen, what Master said, and the female ghosts that Master received are trapped by love. Many were gentle and kind before life, but after death they would abandon that gentleness and kindness.

They don't know what kind of treasures they have lost, and the people who hurt them don't know what they did wrong. Sometimes the world is cruel and unrelenting.

Even after drunk the glass of wine for the sake of face, he smiled slightly at Qinghuan: "What's the matter, you look heavy."

"Nothing." Ordinary people don't believe it, so Qinghuan can usually not say anything. Even this person is very good. Even if he brought her to dinner, he talked to her in such a soft voice. The few who went down the mountain. She has met many people. Seeing her dressed like this, she either feels neurotic or stays away. She is even the first person to approach her on the initiative.

Qinghuan was hungry, so although her mind was running fast, her mouth and hands did not stop. She has eaten one-third of the food on the table in the time of other people's chatting-it is easy to complete it alone. Who told her that she hadn't eaten for three days before, and only a few dollars must be planned for the future. If you have a plan, you can't spend money randomly.

Even seeing that she didn't want to tell herself, she smiled lightly, Qinghuan aimed at a piece of watermelon in the fruit plate, but as soon as the chopsticks were stretched over, a big slender hand quickly took the watermelon away, she could only use longing eyes. After looking at the watermelon, he found that there was a handsome man who was no less than Lian sitting across from him.

It's just that this man is very different from Lien, he looks more easy-going and lazy. Two buttons of his black shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a white but sturdy chest. At the moment, he held the piece of watermelon that Qinghuan wanted to eat but he didn't eat it. It was purely holding it for play, and it was clear to see. It's going to be broken-you can give it to me if you don't want to eat it, I don't dislike it!

It may be that her eyes were full of desire. The black shirt man noticed it. He first looked at the watermelon and then at Qinghuan. He laughed: "You want?"

Yeah yeah, she nodded sharply.

The man smiled at her, picked it up, and when Qing Huan thought he was going to give it to himself, he put it to his mouth and took a bite. The sound is crisp, Qinghuan can imagine how full that piece of watermelon is. One bite, the sweet watermelon juice fills the mouth, and it is even more delicious when swallowed.

Ugh.

Lian noticed, and then there was an extra fruit plate in front of Qinghuan with neatly sliced ​​fresh watermelon inside. She was so surprised that she bowed her hand to her, like a cat: "You are such a good person!"

While speaking, he glanced at the man in the black shirt again. The expression in his eyes was very obvious. They were all human beings. What a big gap!

The man in the black shirt was speechless when Qing Huan looked at him, and he was a little dumbfounded by his heart. Ouch, what's the matter with this dirty little girl... At that glance, his heart is hot and his eyes are so bright. , It is clear that there is dust on his face, his hair is messy, and even that guy has a cleanliness habit, how can he take such care of a little Taoist girl.

Then the man thought about his family’s situation, and he suddenly realized that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor. Although the little girl said that he didn’t know the origin of it, she might be slanderous, but there were two brushes in the end. Everyone saw the scene in the church just now. of.

Qinghuan doesn't know what these people are thinking, and she doesn't care at all. What she cares most now is whether she can not go to the toilet after eating this plate of watermelons, so that she can wait for the next wave!

I didn't realize that everyone else on the table was watching her because everyone was embarrassed to move their chopsticks, but she was the only one who ate happily. Especially because two beautiful men are sitting at this table, the young girls at the same table are even more embarrassed to eat. As a result, the attention of the beautiful men is all attracted by this dirty girl who eats and drinks. You say it is annoying. Not annoying?

It took another half an hour for Qinghuan to eat. She patted her stomach and almost cried, so that she wouldn't have to worry about the food for the next three days. She would not be hungry for several days after eating.

When you are full, you will be in the mood to solve the problem.

She looked at the groom again. As the bride and groom make a toast at each table, the ghost on his back will follow his movements and behave like holding a wine glass, as if it is also a bride.

The emotional dispute between the two is affirmative, but I don't know what is going on. Qing Huan was not very good at handling this, because the evil spirits she saw couldn't understand human words. When they decided to stay in this world, they had actually lost the most important thing as a human being.

It is simply impossible to think of everything as before.

That's why people and ghosts have different paths.