Seventy-seventh bowl of soup (3)
There is an old saying that you would rather believe what you have than believe what you don’t have. Even if you are an atheist, you should respect ghosts and gods. It’s okay if you don’t believe it, but you must not speak wild words, otherwise you will definitely provoke people. Come disaster.
After the wedding banquet, Qing Huan squatted at the entrance of the hotel to watch the newlyweds being sent back to the new house. Naturally, there was still a lively scene at night, but she felt that she didn't have to follow her. The groom's mother rolled her eyes when she saw her. She went in, it is estimated that she had been kicked out long ago.
If people don't believe it, she can't force it, but she can't do it without saving people, so the only thing she can do is to stay here, at least to ensure that she can minimize the loss when something happens.
But by that time, it was too late to solve it.
Alas, she sighed old-fashionedly, a pair of black leather shoes stopped beside her, Qing Huan couldn't help but look over, and then saw her own shoes. She was wearing the cloth shoes she bought herself, because her toes were exposed all the way through the mountains and rivers, so it's no wonder that people don't believe her in such a desolate way. Looking up and seeing Lian's gentle smiling face, Qing Huan thought in her heart, if she was dressed like Lian, she would definitely not be kicked out.
However, it is inevitable for practitioners to live a hard life, and she has long been used to it. The vanity and greed before the age of fifteen has long been dimmed in the few years of innocence. Now the only thing that can attract Qinghuan is eating. If there is something delicious, it is a different matter.
"Where are you going?"
"Just wait here, they will definitely come back to find me." Qing Huan said.
"So sure?"
"That's right." Qing Huan said as a matter of course, she was quite sure that something would happen, and it was the groom's fate, not to mention that he had done something wrong, so it was really unreasonable not to be punished. Besides, it wasn't that she didn't save people, it was they who rejected her. Once some things are done, it is impossible to completely bury them as the past, because the world is watching, everything you do is watching. In the future, right and wrong will naturally come to a conclusion. "They won't last a few days."
"Then how do you plan to spend these days?"
"That's it." It was still a matter of course. "Where can't I live? As long as I can breathe, I'm alive. I'm not a rich lady. My master said that I was born to be lonely, and I was destined to die alone. Anyway, I can live to old age without dying. Who cares."
It is actually a kind of torture for a cultivator to live to old age. He is entangled with ghosts and ghosts all his life, and normal people can't live a long time.
"Then... why don't you go to my house."
"ah?"
"Go to my house."
Qing Huan checked her ears after confirming that she had heard correctly. She was immediately moved. If she had a place to live, it would be better than sleeping on the streets. She originally planned to find a flyover or somewhere to sleep for a few nights. But even since it was brought up... it shouldn't be too much to take advantage of others once in a while. After all, what she does is good deeds. It shouldn't be too much to take advantage of others without rewards from God, right? Besides, it wasn't something she forced, it was Lian himself who brought it up.
"My house is fine too."
Qing Huan turned her head and saw that it was the black shirt from the banquet. At this moment, he crossed his arms and leaned against the door with a smile, showing a row of white teeth.
Compared with Lian who was wearing a white shirt, the two of them looked like completely different sides, Qing Huan scratched her head, "When did I become so popular?"
"Pretty girls are always favored." Hei Shirt said, walked up to Qing Huan and squatted down disregarding his image, the black eyes and Qing Huan looked at each other, both of them saw their own reflection in each other's pupils . "How about it, do you want to go to my house? My house is very good, you can take a hot bath, change clothes and eat snacks."
snack!
Lian said: "Since when did you also like to steal customers from me?"
"How can it be called robbery? Can't I fall in love with this beautiful girl at first sight when I was in the church?" The black shirt said confidently. He looked like a very shameless person. His eyes were obviously black, but It reveals a gray light, as if it is leading people to fall. "Lian, don't always think that I have bad intentions."
Lian turned his eyes away lightly, and said to Qing Huan: "Actually, I want to ask you for a favor..."
Before finishing speaking, Qing Huan interrupted: "Do you want to eat?"
"... packed."
"That's all right." Qing Huan said with peace of mind. "I'll go to your house. No matter what I'm busy, I'll talk about it when I can do my best." If this is the case, it's considered a deal, and she won't have a guilty conscience if she eats and sleeps at Lian's house. It's really witty.
It wasn't sad that the black shirt was rejected, but he stuffed a business card to Qing Huan: "It has my phone number on it, you can call me as soon as you need anything, and I will help you with anything." After speaking to Qing Huan He blew a kiss, turned and left.
Qing Huan stared at his back for a long time, thinking that he was really a weird person, then put the business card in her pocket and said cheerfully to Lian: "Let's go!"
Lian said as he walked, "You said there are ghosts in the world, is it true?"
"Do you think it's real or fake?" Qing Huan asked casually, "This kind of thing, whether you believe it or not."
"and you… "
"Is there any problem in your family?" Qing Huan grinned. "Then it's right to find me, I'm a professional."
There was a slight embarrassment on his handsome face, "It may not be appropriate to say it's a problem..."
"Um?"
"It's been many years."
"What's going on?" Qing Huan became curious, and she even opened the car door for her and she sat in. Then she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that this man is really a gentleman, and his every move reveals extremely good upbringing and gentleness. Getting along with him is really refreshing.
"My grandfather is eighty-five years old this year. It stands to reason that it is normal for this age to get sick, but for some reason, since thirty years ago, he suddenly stopped talking, did nothing every day, and no one Take care, when you talk to him, he says he's so sleepy, so sleepy, but he doesn't sleep, his eyes are wide open every day, and you will be surprised when you see him."
"Not sleeping? He doesn't want to sleep?"
"I don't know. In short, he is like this every day. He has never changed. He always cries sleepy but doesn't sleep. I don't know why. I have consulted many doctors but they can't find out the cause. I have invited some monks and priests, but no one can explain why."
His voice is gentle and calm, but he can still hear the anxiety and distress in it. Qing Huan likes filial people very much, so he is very friendly to Lian, "It's no wonder that there are too many people who are trying to gain fame, and there are even more swindlers. Many, real celestial masters will not become famous, they will only quietly exorcise demons." Just like her master, when the evil spirits endanger the world, they desperately try their best, but no one knows, and no one knows. Tell.
They lived quietly and worked diligently to eliminate demons all their lives. This is the meaning of the existence of celestial masters.
It is to make the living people live better.
"Yes, that's why I was surprised when I saw you in the church, because there is really no other way, so I have to take the liberty of asking you to take a look."
"No presumptuousness, no presumptuousness." Qing Huan waved her hand, "You're welcome, I ate your meal."
Every stitch, thread, and saliva must be clear, and before he could even speak, Qing Huan asked him: "Then when I get to your house later, you can take me to see your grandpa first."
"good."
It took about an hour to get from the hotel to Lian's home, and Qing Huan soon became sleepy after bouncing around in the car. She yawned first, then leaned her head against the car window, and knocked it several times, the pain made her doze off and frown. Lian saw it, and quietly reached out to block her head, Qing Huan's brows slowly relaxed.
When she arrived at the destination, Qing Huan didn't wake up, and she didn't even rush to call her, so she just sat in the car and waited for her to wake up. About an hour later, Qing Huan slowly opened her eyes. She yawned first, her eyes were filled with misty water vapor, clean and innocent, which made Lian's heart beat violently. He quickly lowered his head to cover up, and then greeted softly: "You're awake."
"Did I sleep long?"
"Two hours, you look tired."
"Yeah." Qing Huan nodded fiercely, can she not be tired, she has no money to ride in a car, and she was almost sleepy after walking all the way, this car is so comfortable to sit in, she almost wants to live in it and never come out. "Oh yes, are we here yet?"
"Um."
Lian got out of the car by himself first, and then walked around to Qing Huan to open the car door for her. The gentleman's behavior made Qing Huan blush. He had been with the unkempt and shameless master on the mountain for a long time, and he met a group of people when he went down the mountain. Rude and mediocre men, compared to them, Lian is simply a fairy! She said, "Don't be so polite, I will open this door."
"Girls always deserve to be treated tenderly." Lian smiled slightly, "Please come inside."
This is a very large house. You can't see the side at first glance. It took a long time to get to the living room. Qing Huan looked at the layout and furnishings of the house all the way. Feng Shui is excellent, and the places where flowers and plants are planted are also particular. Well, and it’s not so good. Ordinary people should feel refreshed every day living in it. How could it be like what Lian said, that they would develop dementia at the age of fifty
With this question in mind, Qing Huan meets Lian's grandfather.
He said he was eighty-five years old, but he looked...a little older. His beard and hair were all white and long, and it could be seen that he hadn't taken care of him for a long time. Lian smiled wryly and said, "He doesn't let people get close to him. He doesn't allow people to touch him except once a month when he takes a shower and washes his hair. He just sits like this every day and screams sleepy."
Only when Qing Huan got closer did he hear the old man's voice, "Sleepy. Sleepy. Sleepy..."
It seems to be wronged and sad with a crying voice.