dhibooks Chapter 11 1
Chapter 11 1
Yi Xuan's cry was good, a few opera-going aunts showed up to watch the opera at the street shop opposite Shuxiang Pavilion, and now they are urging them to cover their mouths and stretch their necks to look back and forth, whispering to each other, not knowing their usual serious thoughts Zen master had to step in when he saw a man in the world, and he found an excuse for his man not to love him.The little Zen master was upright and eloquent, and his words were accurate.
An Qinsi withdrew his feet, saw Yi Xuan's head was sweating, his round cheeks turned red and purple, and he frowned slightly and called his name.
The girls in the room were lively following the sound, trotting upstairs and along the outer railing in small groups to listen.He laughed loosely, and shook the handkerchief towards Yixuan: "Little monk, you Buddhists don't eat, drink, and scatter, you are clean."
"Abduct my senior brother to come in, monks don't touch fish and meat! It's all you people who disturbed the clean place!" He raised his face and roared upstairs, then grabbed An Qinsi's hand and wanted to go back.
Qingbo couldn't hear these words, who is not a real person, and looking at Qing'er's expression, she naturally didn't take it seriously, Ling'er's eyes were completely misplaced on Master Wensi, and two or three women across the street were smiling contemptuously at them again, in her heart Yu resented the kid: "Which seedling are you? It hasn't grown all the way. Go back to your temple and stay there!"
After taking two steps in a daze, An Qinsi looked back and saw that Ruan Niang and Ling'er were leaning towards her, and turned around as if refreshed: "Yi Xuan, you go back first, don't worry about me."
Before Yi Xuan could utter the words, he saw that his senior brother had already thrown off his hand, and the middle-aged Xu Niang standing in the center of the door had walked in front of them, her eyes were gentle, "I didn't expect to grow so tall, Li Guangbi is so confused People are good at supporting people.”
It's just that the mouth is merciless, and the words are annoying, "Who are you, and the name of the uncle is not allowed to be read out."
"Oh, bah bah, you reminded me. My mouth is dirty after saying his name." Ruan Niang jokingly looked over, grabbed the handkerchief and put it on her stomach, and said to the two of them: "It stands to reason, You should all call me Mrs.
"Bah, I don't even want to lose my face!" The women on the street corner laughed when they heard this, Yi Xuan became more and more embarrassed, and learned his words from the women in the mountains and fields.
"Yi Xuan!"
"Smelly monk!"
Coincidentally, Tang Ling'er and An Qinsi's high-pitched and low-pitched voices coincided with each other, their eyes met unnaturally, and they secretly dropped them.
Ruan Niang waved her handkerchief and fanned it towards the group of women: "It's all gone, I'm tired of watching the theater, I'll ask you to perform with you when I go back."
"Come in, I have something to tell you." Turning around, he said to An Qinsi, and then casually to Yi Xuandao.
The noisy atmosphere seems to have been swept away by Ruan Niang's handkerchief, and the girl upstairs also saw that the two monks, one big and one young, were about to enter the pavilion, so she thought it was fun, and even rubbed rouge and lip gloss, betting who would open their eyes more often Favor, but seeing that A Niang led the most handsome and clean monk into the house, she lost her temper and turned around to see the kid in the middle of the hall staring at A Niang's room, deliberately teasing him, and scrambling to rush forward : "Ouch, little master's head is slippery."
"It must be because of sweating. There is too much water, and the hair doesn't grow."
"Where do you want to grow hair? She is still in her infancy, but you are talking nonsense."
Yingying and Yanyan competed to surround Yi Xuan's ears, wiped his head with a handkerchief, and yelled loudly. They continued to tease themselves as if nothing happened, and swirled their eyes to look around in all directions. The senior brother at the corner of the red pillar called her The friend's woman was a little quieter.A group of people surrounded him, and Yi Xuan squatted down with a sad face and got out from the middle of the colorful skirts.
Patting the rouge on his body, Yi Xuan got closer to see that there were two people sitting in the dark corner beside her, one of them was the one who just scolded him, and the other was the woman who harmed Mr. Liu.
Tang Ling'er glanced at him unhappily, turned his head, and said lightly: "Sit down." Yi Xuan knew that he had entered the wolf's den, and had scolded and fought with the three people in front of him, but compared to the pile of people behind him Bandits Girl Mountain, this is obviously a good place to go, plus the two saw him come and go, only Tang Ling'er was left with a little heart, and found a cushion farthest away from her to sit on, and said He also babbled: "Even the cushions are so soft, it's no wonder that the heart of a strong man is lost." Looking at the delicious food on the table, and smelling the rich aroma of the wine, he added in a low voice: "Just you guys People, the country is in danger, and they don't know how to repay it, so they are bloody every day."
As he said that, he glanced at the boundary where the senior brother entered upstairs, and said in disapproval: "Now you still want to pull my senior brother in, don't think about it."
The pipa was placed obliquely on the table, Tang Ling'er picked up a string, with a half-smile, "Why didn't you report the national disaster, but shaved your head instead?"
Yi Xuan became anxious when he was agitated, stretched his body and said hastily: "I learn exercises from my uncle and brother every day, and I will wait for the day to pay off!"
"Retribution? Then your little life will be gone, that is retribution." The middle finger moved the low string, Tang Linger, who was black in the corner, saw the brilliance in his eyes, and guessed that Baijusi was not an ordinary person. monk's place.
Responding to his sentence "What about fate, only thoughts can survive", she continued to ask: "Then you are going to serve the country, what about your senior brother and uncle?"
His back was bent backwards, and Yi Xuan bent his shoulders. No one had asked him this question before. When he was young, he was taken back to the temple by his uncle. Although he ate snow and practiced kung fu in winter, and chanted Zen in Xia Lieyang, the uncle's face was warm and cold, and the brother's face was cold. Hot, he pinched in the middle like an invisible one, he didn't let himself know what he said, but he really treated him like a close relative... Could it be that there is no way to have both wishes?
Pressing his throat, Yi Xuan saw her pipa making a high-pitched sound, and secretly said: "Brother, they will understand me."
"Heh." The nasal voice snorted softly, Tang Ling'er found it funny and couldn't help shouting: "If you want others to understand you, why don't you understand others?" Seeing the little monk's bald head and lowered his face, Tang Ling'er bit it The tip of the tongue, secretly thinking about the direction.
Leaning back against the pillar and posing, Tang Ling'er smiled and said, "Just do your best, I'll take care of your senior brother, your senior uncle..."
Yi Xuan raised his small wide eyebrows and looked up at Tang Ling'er, quite disappointed: "Don't think about it, my senior brother will never return to vulgarity in this life."
"You can change from a monk to a soldier, why can't he?" Tang Ling'er plucked the strings twice, long and far, cautiously, shifting his sitting position.
"Anyway, before senior brother became a monk, he lived in a prosperous life. Occasionally, his former servants would come to visit him, and the things they brought were delicacies from mountains and seas." After swearing, Yi Xuan realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly waved: "Every time only I will eat it, but my uncle and the rest will not eat it."
Tang Ling'er looked at his blushing face, and didn't feel as disgusted as before. He waved his hand and said that he would not say anything, and then he said leisurely, "You are a dirty monk, and so is your senior brother. There are also a pair of women's shoes hidden in the closet, don't you?" Returning to vulgarity? I just lied to you."
"You didn't lie to me. On the twentieth birthday of senior brother, a bunch of people came to invite him down the mountain, but he refused." See Tang Linger stared at him blankly, and quickly said: "The shoes don't belong to others, they belong to her." Damn."
The soles of the feet are empty, the ears are light, and Yi Xuan's words are scattered. Tang Ling'er lifted the corner of her skirt to look at her eyes, and then looked up at Ruan Niang and him. of?Before the joy was over, he even asked: "Do you know what his parents did before they were alive? What kind of things did they go through to become that monk?"
"Before he was alive?" Yi Xuan was puzzled and scratched his round head: "Brother never told me that his parents are dead, how do you know?"
Seeing this, Tang Ling'er knew that he was a man who couldn't figure it out, so he flicked the three strings with his fingertips at random: "Before I was alive? I didn't say that, you must have heard it wrong." He also consciously got closer to An Qinsi One step, such a private matter is all about her.
Yi Xuan twisted his ears, looked at the bustling women playing music and singing Sheng in the hall, and exhaled: "It's too noisy here, it hurts my head." He looked up and saw that the door An Qinsi entered was still closed , frowning and asked: "I think your mother's voice is very familiar, what can she say to senior brother?"
"I bumped into one place, and I was about to ask, but A Niang won't tell me, so go back and ask your senior brother."
Yi Xuan glanced at Tang Ling'er, and suddenly felt the same as a fallen person in the world: "He won't tell me, he always treats me like a child, and if I have my hair in two years, I should have it tied." Xu Shi hadn't had a conversation partner for a long time, and poured out a basket of grievances in the bamboo tube: "Three days ago, he came back late, and fell asleep on the bed until the next morning and couldn't wake up. I said he had a fever, but he said no. He decocted the medicine, and he also said to trouble me."
There was a slight pain in the temple, and Tang Ling'er counted down the days until the night three days ago, when An Qinsi and her stood under the red lantern, looking back at him, his gentle eyes did not mean to be decisive.
"It's my fault too. I got up the next morning and touched his half-wet clothes, only to find out that he went to the waterfall in the back mountain to soak in the water, and I don't know what bad things happened to him again..." As if there was no one else around, Yi Xuan's pupils turned upwards, thinking Come and think about chewing the root of the tongue.
Hugging her legs tightly, Tang Ling'er pressed her face in front of her knees and smiled, all the sunlight coming in from the door jumped into her eyes.
"Why are you laughing, senior brother is sick, and you still laugh." Yi Xuan said anxiously, with round eyes wrinkled into slanted eyes.
Fanning her hands, her face was powdery. Fortunately, the corners were black. Tang Ling'er tried her best to stabilize the sudden and widening joy. The sweets she ate just now made her mouth greasy. She said softly: "Isn't this Ok?"
Seeing that Yi Xuan's lips were red and his teeth were white, and his voice sounded like a man's, he retracted his thoughts and asked, "Your senior brother sleeps in the same bed with you?"
Opening his mouth, Yi Xuan just wanted to answer no, when the group of yingyingyanyans in the center of the stage suddenly whispered "Come here, come out", and quickly raised his head to see that the door was open.
The author has something to say:
wow
I feel like it's going to be written as BGBLGL
Now you can change the category without covering your face