Song Xiaoyu woke up leisurely, seeing that she was actually tied to the chair, she couldn't help being shocked and angry: "Ye Xiaotian! You are so brave! This is my Song family's territory, you... dare to tie me up!"
"fart!"
Sitting opposite, Ye Xiaotian, with his legs crossed, ate melon seeds, curled his lips dismissively: "I said Miss Song, don't you want to become a monk? Aren't you going to jump out of the Three Realms and not be in the Five Elements?" ! My Song family, don't move out of your lay family's influence? I despise you!"
"you… "
Song Xiaoyu was pissed off by Ye Xiaotian's words, and said angrily: "If I successfully become a monk, why would I have so many entanglements with you, obviously you are the one who prevented me from becoming a monk!"
Ye Xiaotian said: "I stopped you from becoming a monk because you were entrusted by your family. Miss Song, what are you doing? You are obviously such a lively and cheerful person. When you avenged Mr. Tian back then, I wanted to raise my big brother too." My son, I praise you! However, if it is because of the death of Mr. Tian, you are disheartened and determined to become a monk, but I don’t believe it. How long has it been? If you want to become a monk, you have already become a monk. Don’t wait until today.”
"Look, look..."
Ye Xiaotian stretched out his hand presumptuously to hook Song Xiaoyu's chin, Song Xiaoyu turned away from him disgustedly, and said bitterly, "Don't touch me!"
Ye Xiaotian smiled and said: "Look at it, the skin is like jade, white and rosy, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a depression and no interest in life."
"Fuck you!"
Song Xiaoyu was so angry that her breasts rose and fell. It's been two years since she saw her, but she has grown more and more gracefully, with a bumpy figure.
Song Xiaoyu said: "Master Tian..."
Speaking of this, Song Xiaoyu's expression darkened, and he continued: "Of course I am sad about the death of Mr. Tian. But the deceased is dead, and people are alive, so we can't always be immersed in the memories of the deceased. A relative is like a parent. Like a husband and wife, after a year or so of death, the family members will not still wash their faces with tears every day, how can this girl be that kind of obsessive person."
Ye Xiaotian praised: "That's right! Let me just say, girl, you are not a sharp-edged person!"
Song Xiaoyu's expression turned yearning, and he said leisurely: "I want to become a monk, I have carefully considered it, and I really like the days of practice without much trouble."
Song Xiaoyu's beautiful almond eyes curled up again, and she said intoxicatedly, "Stay away from the hustle and bustle, don't do anything wrong with your body, don't talk nonsense, don't think wildly in your mind, get rid of all confusion and troubles, and your thoughts are in harmony with Jie Ding Hui, you know that is What kind of feeling?"
Ye Xiaotian rubbed his nose, looking at Song Xiaoyu's increasingly frenzied eyes, as if he saw those pious believers when he returned to the Gu Sect temple.
Song Xiaoyu shook his head and looked at Ye Xiaotian with disdain: "Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form! Wisdom of prajna and emptiness, abandoning all the distracting thoughts of ordinary people, that is the world of bliss. You are an ordinary person, you don't understand!"
Song Xiaoyu raised her lovely chin slightly, and her voice was infatuated: "Zen is the freedom of life, Zen is the chicness of life, and Zen is the emptiness of mind! Prove the way of liberation in the selflessness, purify body, speech and mind, seek nothing, have nothing. Whatever you want, there is no one without self, there is nothing right and wrong, if the heart is empty, the world will be empty, if the world is empty, it will not hinder the heart, and life will be complete!"
Ye Xiaotian stared at Song Xiaoyu dumbfounded, and said in his heart: "This child... is stunned!"
The more Song Xiaoyu talked, the more excited he became: "Can you experience the peaceful and peaceful life in nature? Dressed in black clothes, with simple tea and light meals, and only carrying a volume of Buddhist scriptures, leisurely under the forest, strolling by the spring, quiet, peaceful, with winding paths leading to secluded mountains. Light pool shadow, that artistic conception..."
Song Xiaoyu sighed softly, and turned her disdainful eyes to Ye Xiaotian again: "You are just a layman, how can you understand?"
Ye Xiaotian also sighed, this girl keeps saying that she is not obsessed, but she is clearly obsessed. How could she really have a heart for the Buddha, she was clearly blinded by some appearances of the life in the monastery.
Ye Xiaotian didn't say anything, turned around and walked outside.
Song Xiaoyu despised him calmly at first, until the ordinary man was about to walk out of the embroidery building, and then suddenly came to his senses, and shouted anxiously: "Hey! You untie me! You can't argue with me, are you going to slip away? Let me tell you , I am a firm Zen girl, you can't convince me."
Ye Xiaotian ignored her, waved his sleeves, and left in a chic way.
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"How, how, my daughter, do you listen to my advice?"
"Xiaotian, has my little sister changed her mind?"
Patriarch Song and Song Tiandao came out from nowhere and asked Ye Xiaotian eagerly.
Ye Xiaotian said: "Cough! Miss Xiaoyu, you are seriously ill!"
Patriarch Song and Song Tiandao looked at each other, and said worriedly: "Is she sick? Is she seriously ill? This child must be angry, her temper is really big!"
Ye Xiaotian rolled his eyes, and said: "Young, well-behaved, delicious and spicy, rich in clothes and rich in food and everything is worry-free. If you are so bored and have to go home, isn't this considered sick?"
Patriarch Song came to a sudden, and said with a wry smile: "Could it be that you have nothing to do?"
Ye Xiaotian touched his chin and said, "Is there a way? It's not impossible. I don't know how effective it will be."
Song Tiandao praised: "I knew it! We are all upright gentlemen, and we can't think of other ways! Only a tricky and shameless person like you can cure her! Brother Xiaotian, I am busy, You have to help anyway!"
Ye Xiaotian said angrily: "I asked you to praise me? It's alright, I told you not to disturb her, if she knows that she has your backing, she won't be subdued. Hurry up, there is still a lot left in this embroidered building." Miss Xiaoyu, I will take over from now on!"
Song Xiaoyu was tied to a chair, no one paid any attention to her, and after scolding for a while, her mouth became dry, and she stopped talking. She didn't know when, she fell into a drowsy sleep, and when she woke up again, she found that it was already the next morning, and she was lying on the couch, and the binding had already been untied.
Song Xiaoyu was taken aback, and quickly checked her body, and found nothing unusual, so she felt relieved.
Song Xiaoyu rubbed her sleepy eyes and called out, "Qingya, Xuezhan, I'm getting up!"
There was no movement outside, Song Xiaoyu was a little upset, these two girls came to bully me too! Song Xiaoyu raised her voice and said, "Qingya, Xuezhan! I'm awake, please wait for me to change clothes and wash up!"
There was still no sound outside the door, Song Xiao jumped down angrily, ran to the door with bare feet, opened the door, a pair of bare little feet stepped on the original color floor of the porch, the sun slanted, the floor was warm, and it was already hot. .
Song Xiaoyu put her hands on her waist and shouted, "Qingya, Xuezhan, you two stinky girls, where have you gone?"
Ye Xiaotian walked up the stairs calmly, and said with a smile: "Miss Song!"
Song Xiaoyu widened her eyes and said, "It's you bastard again! Why haven't you left yet?"
Ye Xiaotian spread his hands and said: "Where am I going? My lord has told me that I have to make you change your mind and stop becoming a monk before he will help me!"
Song Xiaoyu proudly said: "I've made up my mind, you can't convince me!"
Ye Xiaotian nodded, and sighed: "After hearing what you said yesterday, Miss, I also felt that Miss Zen has a firm heart, and I can't convince you anymore."
When Song Xiaoyu heard it, she became even more proud, Ye Xiaotian changed his tone, and said again: "However, your father always feels that the child's temperament is uncertain, and what she thinks for a while may not be what she can stick to. I am worried that you will regret it tomorrow if you shave your head today."
Song Xiaoyu said: "I won't! I, Song Xiaoyu, have made a decision and never regret it!"
Ye Xiaotian said: "I said the same thing! But your father doesn't believe it, so I made a bet with my father, and I also made a bet with you!"
Song Xiaoyu widened her eyes and said, "What bet?"
Ye Xiaotian said: "Girl, you might as well treat your embroidered building as a Buddhist monastery and lead you to practice first. If you can enjoy such a difficult life of practice, then your father will not stop you from becoming a monk."
Song Xiaoyu was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Really?"
Ye Xiaotian said: "Seriously! Of course it is true! Look, your two close maids have already been driven away by me. From now on, you treat yourself as a monk, a nun, is there still someone around you?" Waiter? Do it yourself!"
After Ye Xiaotian finished speaking, he bowed his hands to her and said: "In order not to disturb your cleaning, I will also leave the courtyard. I won't disturb you anymore. Someone will bring you three meals a day. Miss, please don't leave the courtyard, otherwise, even if you lose."
"Hey! Hey! The surname Ye, you bastard!"
Ye Xiaotian turned a deaf ear to it, threw off his sleeves and walked out. When he reached the door, he said leisurely: "Girl, you violated the precept of anger!"
Song Xiao's eyes darkened, and then she realized that she had disheveled hair, bare feet, and was wearing a close-fitting gown. After talking to Ye Xiaotian for so long, the spring shirt was thin and exposed, and when the sun shone, it was really...
"Bastard!" Miss Song spoke indiscriminately angrily, and continued to curse until Ye Xiaotian disappeared for a long time, her breasts were still heaving, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Bastard! Deceitful bastard!"
Miss Song Xiaoyu, who violated the precept of anger again, carried the water angrily. There is a well in the yard, and there is a wheel beside the well, but although Miss Song Xiaoyu has occasionally seen maids carrying water, when it was her turn, she still couldn't figure out how to use it.
This is something that no one needs to teach in common people's homes. It's common for children to use since they were young. Miss Song's family... no. But it doesn't bother her, Miss Song knows martial arts, what's the point of carrying a bucket of water
She directly tied the bucket with a rope to hang into the water, pondered for a long time, and waited for the bucket to tilt accidentally, poured water in and filled it by herself, and then she lifted it up ecstatically.
"Is this hard to beat me?"
Of course, Miss Song knew that Ye Xiaotian deliberately made her difficult, she sneered and went back to the boudoir with the bucket in her hand, and then...
Then she realized that her quilt had been changed from brocade to coarse cloth, and her pillow had also been replaced by a hard wooden one from the soft pillow decorated with carvings and patterns. No wonder she just felt a little pain in her neck.
"Okay, let's practice! This girl endured it! But...but..."
Finally, Miss Song Xiaoyu discovered something that she couldn't bear: all her jewelry was gone, and only a jujube hairpin was left for her!
What made her feel even more frightened was that all her rouge and gouache were gone, Zhenbaozhai's rouge of ten taels of silver, and Chong Yuxuan's rouge of eight taels of silver...
After Song Xiaoyu swayed in front of the mirror for a long time, and was about to accept this reality, she suddenly found that, except for the undershirt, which was still silk satin, even her clothes were replaced by coarse cloth.
Miss Song once again violated the precept of anger. It's just that when she drew circles and cursed Ye Xiaotian, she didn't know that her ordeal was just the beginning...