Seventy-seventh bowl of soup (2)
But today the sun is very good, and sitting on the ground is also warm. Qing Huan can't help but think of the scene of living on the mountain with her master. There are flowers, trees, birds, and springs. The scenery is so beautiful. It doesn't matter if Master runs out to play, and she lives well by herself. Thinking about it, it was all due to the thunderstorm that cost thousands of knives. There are so many trees in the mountain. Which one do you think is not good for you to chop? Splitting is just chopping. It is inevitable to break a few branches. You can split the whole tree in half from the middle? Person in charge
It's fine to split it in half, but the jar was also smashed into pieces. Qing Huan knew it was going to be bad at that time. She watched dozens of balls of black air emerge from the jar and then disappeared in an instant, and even asked her to grab it. No time was given.
The most exasperating thing is that the thunderstorm stopped after splitting the jar, 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, Qing Huan's clothes were left out to dry before they had time to collect them.
... To get away, she just thinks it is very comfortable to sit in the corner lazily basking in the sun. It would be nice if she could take a warm bath and change into clean clothes comfortably. She has never been so sloppy in her life. Yue wears the same clothes, fortunately it is not too hot in early summer, otherwise if she sweats every day, Qing Huan will immediately go back to the mountains to escape the heat.
She sat cross-legged on the corner of the wall across the road and waited for the wedding to end, but in the end, she fell into a drowsy sleep while waiting to be exposed to the sun. Her head just hit the wall, and the pain made her burst into tears: "Ah..."
"Are you okay?" the man asked, he wanted to rub her but was avoided by Qing Huan, she was wronged to death: "Why are you scaring me!"
"Sorry, I just saw you fell asleep here, so I just want to remind you."
Qing Huan's life is as desolate as a tramp now, maybe she doesn't dress as well as a tramp, why is this man so kind? She rubbed her head and looked at the person in front of her, wow, he looks so good-looking. I sighed in my heart, "Is something wrong?"
"I'm a guest at the wedding just now. I'm very interested to hear what you said. Can you show me what you have?"
It doesn't matter, Qing Huan stretched out her right hand, her Heavenly Thunder Talisman was naturally born in the palm of her hand, ordinary ghosts dare not approach at all, usually she uses this to distinguish ghosts with enough power to transform into a human body. But no one has ever been so close to her, and this person is still gently scratching her tender palm with his fingertips.
Qing Huan was afraid of itchiness, so she couldn't help but flinched and pulled her hand back: "Don't touch your feet."
"Sorry." The man smiled softly, "By the way, the wedding is over. The bride and groom have gone to the hotel. We are going to have a wedding banquet. Do you want to come?"
Qing Huan really wanted to have the backbone to refuse, but her stomach growled... The beautiful cat's eyes were half-closed lazily, but now they are wide open: "Is it okay? Can I go? It's not good for me to go like this, The bride and groom won't welcome me, will they? Can I eat?"
After asking 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 interesting at the venue just now, and he was really curious how could someone dress like this and say some pedantic words these days. "Of course, they will still give me some thin noodles."
After hearing this, Qing Huan jumped up from the ground immediately: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"
The man brought her to the hotel, and only then did Qing Huan know that his name was Lian, and he didn't know whether his surname was Lian or Lian. Anyway, everyone called him Mr. Lian, and everyone respected him as if he was very powerful. The men Qing Huan had met in her life were full of plans, and there was only one before she went down the mountain, and he was a bad old man with an unshaven beard. Such a handsome and gentle man was really overwhelming, she was almost tempted, but fortunately she remembered that she was barely a monk in time, so she could hold on.
At the wedding banquet, the bride and groom came to toast and respected Lian, including the parents on both sides. They didn't say anything when they saw her by Lian's side, and their attitude was completely different from that in the church before. Qing Huan doesn't care how others treat her. In her opinion, it is her responsibility to save people. Whether others thank her is their freedom, so she never insists, as long as she has a bowl of food. 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 groom's back. She didn't seem to hate this man, but loved him very much, her cheek was pressed against his back, and her blood-stained hair covered her eyes, so she couldn't see any expression, but judging from the aura around her , she didn't seem to have any intention of harming this man, she just wanted to...follow him, make him restless and sleepless day and night.
There is hate and there is love.
Qing Huan couldn't help but sighed. Although she was a novice, she was barely experienced, especially rich in theoretical knowledge. Most of the female ghosts she has seen, what Master said, and those female ghosts that Master has taken in are trapped by love. Many are gentle and kind in life, but they will abandon that kindness and kindness after death.
They don't know what kind of treasure they have lost, and those who hurt them don't know what they did wrong. Sometimes the world is cruel and merciless.
Lian finished the glass of wine very face-saving, and smiled at Qing Huan: "What's the matter, you look very heavy."
"It's nothing." Ordinary people don't believe it, so Qing Huan usually doesn't say anything, even this person is very good, and he talked to her in such a soft voice without telling her when he brought her to dinner. Yue has met many people, and seeing her dressed like this, she either feels crazy or keeps her away. Speaking of which, Lian was the first person to approach her proactively.
Qing Huan was hungry, so although her mind was running fast, her mouth and hands didn't stop. In the time spent chatting with others, she has already eaten one-third of the food on the table-it's easy for one person to finish it. Who told her that she didn't eat for three days before, and only a few dollars left must be planned for the future. Planning can't waste money.
Even seeing that she didn't want to tell herself, she smiled slightly. Qing Huan aimed at a piece of watermelon in the fruit plate, but as soon as the chopsticks were stretched out, a slender big hand quickly took the watermelon away. She could only look at it with longing eyes. Following Xigua to look over, he realized that sitting opposite him was a handsome man no less handsome than Julien.
It's just that this man is very different from Lian, he is more easy-going and lazy. His black shirt was unbuttoned two times, revealing a white but firm chest. At this moment, he was holding the piece of watermelon that Qing Huan really wanted to eat, but he didn't eat it. He just held it in his hand for fun. It's almost broken - if you don't want to eat it, you can give it to me, I don't dislike it!
Maybe it was because her eyes were full of longing, the man in the black shirt noticed it, first looked at the watermelon and then at Qinghuan, and laughed: "You want it?"
Yes, yes, she nodded sharply.
The man smiled at her, picked it up, and just when Qing Huan thought he was going to give it to her, he put it to his mouth and took a bite. The voice was crisp and clear, and Qing Huan could imagine how plump that piece of watermelon was. One bite, the sweet watermelon juice filled the mouth, and it was even more delicious when swallowed.
well.
Lian noticed it, and then there was a fruit plate in front of Qing Huan, which contained neatly sliced fresh watermelons. She was overwhelmed with surprise, and bowed to Lian, like a kitten: "You are such a good person!"
While talking, he glanced at the man in the black shirt again, the expression in his eyes was obvious, they were all human, the gap is really big!
The man in the black shirt was speechless at this glance from Qing Huan, and he was a little dazed while covering his heart. Oh, what's going on with this dirty little nun... His heart was burning at that glance, why are his eyes so bright? His hair is messy and there is dust on his face. Speaking of which, isn't that guy a clean freak? How could he take such good care of a little Taoist nun
Then the man thought of the situation at Lian's family, and he suddenly understood that he was in a hurry and went to the doctor. Although the little nun said that she didn't know the origin and might be bluffing, but after all, there were two brushes. Everyone saw the scene in the church just now. of.
Qing Huan 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 bathroom after eating this plate of watermelon, so that she can wait until the next wave!
She didn't realize that everyone else at the table was looking at her, because everyone was embarrassed to move their chopsticks, but she was the only one eating happily. Especially since 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 angry
It took another half an hour for Qing Huan to eat. She patted her stomach and almost cried. This way, she would not have to worry about the food for the next three days. One meal would keep her hungry for several days.
When you are full, you will be in the mood to solve the problem.
She looked at the groom again, and as the bride and groom made a toast at each table, the female ghost on his back would follow his movements and hold the wine glass, as if it was also a bride.
The emotional dispute between these two people is certain, but I don't know what's going on. Qing Huan is not very good at dealing with this, because none of the evil spirits she saw could understand human speech, and when they decided to stay in this world, they had actually lost the most important thing about being human.
It is simply impossible to think of everything as before.
That's why it is said that people and ghosts take different paths.