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Chapter 74 [The Demonic Monk]

Boudoir never thought that the monk who dared to drink a glass of wine would also be a drinker at the same time.

Before she could react, the monk had already fallen heavily on the table.

Seeing this sudden situation, Qingyun frowned slightly, and said with some concern: "Why don't we send Master back first."

"Cough." Boudoir waved her hand indifferently, "The stupid monk only had one drink after all he had done. What could happen? Besides, even if the stupid monk fell here, we were watching. The stupid monk insisted on being bored, but We can't let him ruin our mood." Finally, she concluded, "It's okay, let's continue drinking."

Although Qing Yun was a little hesitant, she agreed after a few moments of silence.

After all, at the beginning, he threatened that he would not return home if he was not drunk tonight.

Guiyuan and Qingyun began to drink heavily, and the two chatted happily, and the monk who had already fallen unconscious became the background board of this table.

If they hadn't looked deliberately, no one would have noticed that there was a drunken monk at this table.

The two drank until midnight. At this time, Guiyuan's cheeks were flushed, and she finally staggered and fell down.

There were three people at a table, and two of them sat down after drinking. Qing Yun looked at them with drunken eyes and smiled helplessly.

In the end, he still supported one with his left hand and the other with his right, and brought them back to Yuanwai Mansion with all his strength.

Both Guiyuan and the monk were properly arranged by Qingyun. The monk was completely drunk. After being brought to the room by Qingyun, he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. There was no movement in Guiyuan's room. It seemed that she was asleep Very heavy.

It's just that tonight is different from last night, there is no hangover soup prepared by Qingyun.

After putting the monk on his bed, for some reason, Qing Yun stood silently in front of the monk's bed for a while.

After a long while, this still picture started to move.

Originally, after the monk was put down, Qingyun should have left his room without hesitation. However, I don't know if it was because Qingyun was also drunk today, so drunk that he was unconscious. Not only did he not leave the monk's room, Instead, after standing in front of the monk's bed for a while, he leaned forward.

Qingyun leaned over, as if looking for something on the monk's body, his hand gradually reached out to the string of Buddhist beads held tightly in the monk's hand, and touched the darkest one among the Buddhist beads between his fingers.
When the plan was about to succeed, someone grabbed Qingyun's wrist, and what stopped him was a jade hand painted with red Kodan.

Qing Yun turned her head to look, and couldn't believe why the person lying on the bed, who should be drunk and fainted, appeared here at this time.

There was a slight tremor in his voice that he didn't know: "Xiao Yuan, why are you here?"

The corner of Guiyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and there seemed to be deep meaning in his eyes: "Then why is Ah Yun here?"

Qing Yun didn't dare to look directly into Boudoir Resentment's eyes, he tried his best to calm himself down, tried to hold his breath and said: "I'll send Master back to the room."

Guiyuan seemed unwilling to detour with him, and said very directly: "If that's the case, then why did you stay in Monk Dai's room for nearly a quarter of an hour, and now you reach out to take his Buddhist beads?"

"I" Qingyun couldn't live up to this lie anymore, so she simply gave up.

Yes, he had a purpose in the first place.From the very beginning, when I got close to my boudoir and the monk, I had an ulterior motive.

These days, Yangzhou city, Jiyuan's foreign mansion, drinking and having fun, Lantern Festival, the other shore flower on the lighthouse, competition betting...all of these have been carefully arranged by him.

He has only one goal all the time, that is the dark Buddhist bead in the monk's hand, the mustard space that faintly fluctuates with the breath of space.

Deliberately befriending, deliberately ignoring, all of this is just a game he set up.

However, the acquaintance in Qing Yun's plan was originally false, but now it has become true love.

Regarding boudoir grievances, in just a few days, he really regarded her as a close friend.

After all, the life of a demon is rough, and it is rare luck to meet a similar person with such a compatible temperament.How can he always face the truth with falsehood?

Besides, Qingyun is not a demon who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and now that he is able to make such a bad plan, it is also a helpless move when he has nowhere to go.

Qingyun, who had been trying to avoid it all the time, finally looked directly at her boudoir grudges, and put all his sincerity in his eyes, including the deception in the past, the obsession with the Buddhist beads now, and even the stubbornness of not wanting to lose the best friend in front of him. .

Facing such complicated eyes, Guiyuan's always contemptuous expression unconsciously became serious.

It's not that she can't perceive other people's feelings, and even because she has experienced a lot, she is very sensitive to people's hearts. It's just that she doesn't care about it most of the time, but it's not that she knows nothing about everything.

Qingyun regards her as a close friend, with true feelings, why doesn't she know?And, just like how Qingyun feels about her, she also appreciates Qingyun so much.Qingyun is her best friend, isn't it?
For some people, it only takes a few days to get to know each other.Some people, the tacit understanding of getting along with each other in one day is worth getting along with others for several years.

Obviously, this is the case with Guiyuan and Qingyun.

In fact, it's not that she didn't realize it, she knew Qing Yun had ulterior motives early on, but even so, she didn't care.

In the eyes of boudoirs, intersecting is one thing, but drawing pictures is another.

Different things are like two parallel lines, which do not affect each other in her case, but proceed simultaneously.

She has been paying attention to all Qing Yun's intentions and abnormalities, and only then will she appear in front of him at the moment when his plan is about to succeed.

Since the intersection and the picture are not related to each other, naturally they cannot interfere with each other.Therefore, Guiyuan will still regard Qingyun as a close friend, but at the same time, she will stop him without hesitation.

After all, although she didn't like the dull monk who was still sleeping on the bed at this time, she had always walked with him all the way here.If there is no deep friendship, but there is still some face. No matter what, I can't let others take away the things from the dull monk's hand, but she knows it well but pretends to turn a blind eye.

Guiyuan and Qingyun looked at each other for a long time, and they froze.

Finally, Guiyuan said helplessly: "Do you have to?"

Qingyun just smiled wryly, and after a long time, he sighed: "It's not necessary, it's necessary."

"Why?" Boudoir resentment needs a reason.

Qingyun's voice was astringent: "If you don't mind being bothered, then please let me tell you a story."

Boudoir shrugged, if she wanted to be bothered, she would have ignored their nonsense.

Qingyun's voice is rare and deep,
"Xiao Yuan, do you still remember my little sister Xiao Tao and her idiot husband?"

Guiyuan thought about it briefly: "I remember about it." She had only seen the young couple twice in a hurry, and there was only a vague impression in her mind, but there was no more information.

(End of this chapter)