Swearing can only vent your dissatisfaction, but it cannot solve any problems. Whether you curse in your heart or verbally, the result is the same. You still have to face the problem in the end.
Dongyuan is definitely losing this game. If it is just a victory or defeat, he will not be so anxious. The problem is that heaven and the underworld are not in harmony. They are both looking for and selecting the candidates they think are suitable, and they are choosing the ones they think are suitable. At the same time, they do not respect their own wishes. Even if they are not willing to fight, they will be coerced into fighting.
Taking Dong Yuan's game as an example, the three parties are Fatty, A Yue, and Yan Feixue. Before the fight, lots will be drawn. If Fatty gets a bye, Ah Yue and Yan Feixue will fight each other. Due to coercion, no one dares to admit defeat. The consequences will inevitably be life and death. If Yan Feixue wins, Fatty will give up. There is no point in fighting anymore.
In addition, what Fatty said before is not unreasonable. Heavenly Court can do similar things once, but they can do it twelve times. They will deliberately choose his old friends and friends, and I am afraid that he will have to face painful choices in every round.
I couldn't think of any good solution for the moment, so I could only push the lice on my head away from my body and deal with the matter in front of me first.
Pulling herself together, pretending to be relaxed, she went to Chu Huairou's room, called Yuan Anning out, and instructed her to prepare wedding items for Chu Huairou immediately. She also informed the fat man of the matter in his room and allowed him to prepare his evening greetings.
Nan Feng's worries were hidden from Fatty and others, but not from Yuan An Ning. When he asked about the reason with concern, Nan Feng just didn't tell him. Although betting was the best way to deal with the matter, the details of the bet were between Yuan An Ning and Yuan An Ning. Zhuge Chanjuan had come up with it, but now he had lost all the opportunities and was controlled by others. He didn't want the two of them to feel guilty for this.
Before I knew it, the sun was setting.
When the time came, Nanfeng summoned Lu Pingchuan and Fatty to act separately.
Some obstacles need to be removed by external force. To put it bluntly, it is done by force. Lu Pingchuan carried Chu Huairou, and the fat man dragged Chang Le directly to the backyard hall. When they arrived at the hall, Yuan Anning stepped forward to wrap Chu Huairou's veil, and Nanfeng went up to give it to Chu Huairou. Changle wears red.
Regardless of whether the hijab was covered or whether Caihong was tied up, Nanfeng was in charge of hosting, Lu Pingchuan and Fatty were in charge of pressing their heads. It could be seen that Chu Huairou and Changle were not half-hearted, but really resisted. Regardless of these, he bowed once, twice, and three times, put Chu Huairou on Changle's back, pushed her forward and backward, and sent her into the bridal chamber. As soon as the door was closed, the three of them listened to the wall from outside.
Some things just have to be done. After going through this process and passing this hurdle, the feeling will be different. After a short silence, Chu Huairou suddenly burst into tears.
Changle was a dull man. When he saw Chu Huairou crying, he was anxious but helpless.
Presumably thinking of the pain Chang Le had suffered for her over the years, Chu Huairou felt so heartbroken that she fell to her knees crying.
Changle felt heartbroken and frightened when he saw her like this, but he was not good at words and hurriedly knelt down to make things even. If Chu Huairou hadn't wanted to get medicine from him, she wouldn't have made such a move. It was hard to tell who owed more to whom. many.
The three of them felt a lot of sorrow in their hearts outside the door. Chu Huairou and Chang Le were not at fault. It was only their fault that they were helpless and had no money.
"Why are you bowing down again? Let's get down to business." The fat man cheered up and started cheering from outside the door.
"Don't be embarrassed to do it just because you are one of your own family." Lu Pingchuan also laughed.
"What are you doing? We haven't had the wedding wine yet," Nanfeng shouted. "Changle, it's still early, so come out and have a good drink first."
Nan Feng's shouting relieved Chang Le, he hurriedly got up, held Chu Huairou under his arm, sent him to the bed, turned around and escaped.
"It's not a sack, how can it be carried? It has to be hugged." Nanfeng stepped forward and put an arm around his shoulders.
Lu Pingchuan slapped Chang Le on the head, "Look at how cowardly you are, where is your ruthlessness when killing people?"
"If you don't understand anything, just ask us and we'll teach you." The fat man smiled evilly.
Facing his brother's teasing, Changle felt shy and embarrassed.
When they arrived at the banquet, Nan Feng waved his hand to Yuan An Ning, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Why don't you go and deliver food to the bride?"
Yuan Anning smiled accordingly and moved away.
"Oh, what a man." The fat man pouted at Nan Feng.
"If you pretend to be an uncle like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to get into bed tonight." Lu Pingchuan joked.
"She won't let me in, but there are some who will," Nanfeng pointed to the northwest. "I have another one there. I left in the blink of an eye. If she doesn't go over and beg me in tears, I won't come back."
"Show off, then show off." The fat man curled his lips again.
"Why didn't I see that you were so good at bragging when you were a kid?" Lu Pingchuan hit him on the head.
"Hahaha, come on, come on, let's have a drink." Nanfeng sat down and invited the three of them to sit down.
The atmosphere was harmonious and the friendship was sincere, but it was true that all four of them had their own worries. At first they were a little bit energetic, but then the more they drank, the more they drank, and gradually they couldn't hide it anymore and couldn't pretend anymore.
The four of them all have spiritual energy skills that can neutralize the power of alcohol, but no one does that. Sometimes people need to get drunk. Being sober all the time is really tiring.
They all drank from jars. The four of them drank equally much. Lu Pingchuan had the worst capacity for drinking. He got drunk first. There are real drunkenness and fake drunkenness. He was really drunk, and the thoughts hidden deep in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He couldn't hold it anymore, crying and saying sorry to Mo Li.
Everyone tried to persuade him, but when they tried to stop him, he started talking about something else, "I was afraid of being bullied when I was a child. When I grew up, I pursued fame desperately. For fame, I did not hesitate to work as a slave for others. First it was the Western Wei Dynasty, and then it was the Southern Liang Dynasty. They were all damned." I'm almost becoming a domestic slave with three surnames. Alas, I didn't understand it until now. Fame is really useless. It's just for others to see. The most important thing in a person's life is not fame, but having a companion. , there is a considerate woman with several acres of land. When I came home carrying a plow in the evening, several children ran out of the house to greet me. My wife stood at the door and smiled at me. Tsk, this feeling, I want to It warms my heart just thinking about it.”
"Congratulations, brother, for your enlightenment." The fat man also drank too much, and his tongue had begun to become hard.
Lu Pingchuan's drunken eyes turned to look at him, "Fat man, do you understand?"
"I understand," the fat man grinned bitterly. "Ever since I found out that I was the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva Naraushi, I have been living in fear. If I really are a Bodhisattva, then I will definitely be alone in the future, but I really don't want to be a Bodhisattva. What’s good about being a Bodhisattva is that you can’t drink wine, eat meat, or touch women, so what’s the point of living?”
"If you don't want to be the one, don't be. If you don't do it, who can tie you up?" Changle interrupted.
"You know what the heck," the fat man scolded, "Ting Ting has been following me all day long. Is that a mount? It's a wake-up call. It reminds me all the time that sooner or later I will have nothing. If I marry two wives, I will have children. You have a pair, and if you are not careful, someone will kill them all. Who doesn’t know what you are thinking in your mind. Compared with the death of your wife and children, the little things you are thinking are nothing. You just feel uncomfortable and have a droopy face all day long. If I were like you, I would have cried to death."
"Okay, don't say it's useless." Nanfeng interrupted.
"Is what I said useless?" The fat man smiled bitterly, "I can't bear to be twelve-fourteen. Ah Yue is also sincere to me. I was afraid that something would happen to her again, so I ran to Donghai to watch. Did you see her? I didn't notice this, and someone took me away again. It seems that I, the Bodhisattva, can't escape. No matter whether you want to be me or not, you have to be me. Sooner or later, I will be alone. I am afraid and looking forward to it. You know why. Are you looking forward to it? Death is not scary. What is scary is waiting to die. In fact, waiting to die is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is not knowing when I will die. I am always on tenterhooks and scared to death."
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you can't die, and neither can Ah Yue." Nanfeng said.
"Without you, we might not have survived," the fat man pointed at Nan Feng, "You are the root of the disease, you are the scourge. Whoever gets close to you will be in bad luck."
"Fat man, your words are unconscionable." Chang Le was displeased.
"Wait a minute." Nanfeng raised his hand to stop Chang Le from continuing, and instead frowned and pondered, but his brain was dull after drinking too much, and this dull feeling made him feel the relaxation he had not seen for a long time, and he was reluctant to use spiritual energy to calm him down. Eliminate it, so I try to write down the words of the fat man and think about it later.
The three of them were waiting. After waiting for a long time, Nan Feng stopped talking.
"I'm going to talk to Li Li." Lu Pingchuan grabbed the wine jar and stood up.
"It's freezing cold, what are you doing?" The fat man pushed Lu Pingchuan back to his seat, "You really think he can still hear it."
Lu Pingchuan lowered his head in frustration and remained silent.
"What are your plans?" Changle looked at Nanfeng.
"What are your plans?" Nanfeng asked.
Chang Le raised his hand and pointed.
Nanfeng shook his head, "I don't have any plans. Now that the arrow has left the bow, let's take it one step at a time."
"You must have a plan." Changle understood Nanfeng.
"What the fat man said just now is right. I am the cause of trouble. Whoever gets close to me will be unlucky." Nanfeng was a little dizzy due to the alcohol. He shook his head and continued, "The reason why I didn't fight them head-on is because I made the bet because I don’t want to harm any living beings, and I’m also worried that if a war breaks out, it will affect you. But now I find that even if I try my best to protect you, I can’t protect you, and sooner or later you will leave me. The next three I will make my last effort in the next month. If the day comes that I can’t save it, instead of letting you leave me, I might as well take the initiative to leave you."
"You want to surrender?" The fat man glared.
Nanfeng shook his head, "I will never surrender even if I die. When the time comes, I will understand the ninth piece of the Heavenly Book."
"What are the consequences?" Changle asked.
Nanfeng shook his head, "I can't say, the Eight Heavenly Books have surpassed Da Luo, and there is no rival in the Three Realms. No matter what Heaven wants me to do, these eight Heavenly Books are enough. This ninth Heavenly Book was not found by me on my own initiative. , but someone gave it to me intentionally, so I guess its role is no longer to improve my ability, but to let me understand the cause and effect, and guide me to other places when I should no longer stay here."
"The Three Realms are so big, where can you run?" The fat man helped Lu Pingchuan, who was already drunk and lying on the table. "If you don't drink anymore, I will take my brother back to his room."
Changle noticed Nanfeng's strong pessimism and expressed concern and comfort, "You must not act recklessly."
Nanfeng nodded, "Don't worry, I will try my best. If I don't persist until the last moment, I won't leave..."