Wake up and become a son-in-law

I drink coffee every day to keep me from vomiting...

Wu Meiniang slowly shook the bamboo stick, and after a while there was a crisp sound of the bamboo stick falling out. Wu Meiniang glanced at it and handed the bamboo stick to the old monk. The old monk took the bamboo stick and glanced at it. He couldn't help being stunned, and there seemed to be a trace of light in his eyes. Astonished, Wu Meiniang couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. Although she didn't believe it, the old monk's talk made her a little worried.

"What's wrong?" Wu Meiniang said impatiently, and the old monk smiled faintly, "Ha... sign it..." Wu Meiniang's expression softened a little, and the old monk came to the table, picked up the brush and wrote something slowly. , handed it to Wu Meiniang and asked the donor to accept it.

Wu Meiniang took the paper and slowly opened it: "The cause and effect of future generations and the fate of this life are always determined by the sky. The lonely goose shadow looks at the moon alone. The night is gloomy and lovesick and worries about the old years. We weigh the pros and cons and think twice. Everything will be completed by God's will... Don't wait for the old age to come. Regret, prove your marriage under the bodhi tree..." Wu Meiniang suddenly became a little embarrassed!

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"What do you mean?" Wu Meiniang's face was a little cold, and the old monk couldn't help but shake his head. "Buddha can't say it...it all depends on the donor's own experience." Wu Meiniang couldn't help but sneered, "Do you know who I am?" The old monk said Shaking his head, "My whole heart is dedicated to Buddha. What I have in my heart is only a Buddha's heart. You and I are all just earthworms in the world. There is cause and effect for people. Whether you believe it or not, I have already told you..."

Wu Meiniang's eyes were full of disdain, "Then tell me, what is this so-called Bodhi?" The old monk clasped his hands together, "Donor, I have already said that mountains are mountains and water is water. Sometimes mountains are not mountains and water is not water. Bodhi is the book of Bodhi. If there is no form, why should we cling to these things?”

Wu Meiniang couldn't help but narrowed her eyes, "Aren't you afraid of death?" The old monk smiled faintly, "If I want to take my life, it only means that this is my fate. I can't blame anyone, but I will still tell the donor truthfully that monks don't lie. ..Amitabha"

Wu Meiniang stared at the old monk in front of her, "Wan'er, give me the money..." Shangguan Wan'er was a little stunned, but she still took out a piece of silver and handed it over. The old monk turned slightly sideways, "I never touch silver. If you want to put it in the box, That’s it”

Shangguan Wan'er glanced at Wu Meiniang, Wu Meiniang nodded, and then Shangguan Wan'er threw the silver into the box.

"Amitabha... The donor is interested. He also hopes to listen to the old monk's advice and think twice before weighing the pros and cons. Don't wait for the old man to regret..." The old monk said the word "power" very seriously. Wu Meiniang snorted coldly and turned around to leave. Shangguan Wan'er hurriedly followed. The old monk couldn't help but shake his head, "Amitabha Amitabha... I don't know if it's right or wrong..."

"Sir! Come and ask for a signature?"

"If you don't ask for money, you won't have money...Your wife is very strict about money..."

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"Amitabha...the two donors..." The old monk was stunned for a moment, staring at Xie Zijun for a while, and then looked away. When he looked at Lan Yuheng, he was a little surprised, and then he couldn't help but frown.

"Master, why do you look at me like this? Don't tell me... I have suffered a bloody disaster... I have no money." Lan Yuheng spread his hands, and the old monk was a little embarrassed. "The old monk's name is Zhiming... I don't know this Who is this donor?"

Lan Yuheng seemed to be lost in thought, Xie Zijun frowned, "Sir, aren't you from Huzhou? Why do you think about it for so long?" Lan Yuheng nodded, "I'm from Huzhou, what's wrong?"

Zhiming smiled faintly, "It's nothing, I just saw that the donor looked weird, don't get excited... No money will be charged." When Lan Yuheng heard that no money was required, he immediately became interested, and the smile on his face became a little brighter. "Haha, Master, that's right." Master, I wonder if my fortune has been good recently?"

"This..." Zhi Ming was a little embarrassed, "Well... the donor's financial fortune... is a bit bumpy. Could it be that he owes a huge debt?"

Lan Yuheng's face darkened, "Master, are you kidding me? I don't gamble and I don't drink wine. How can I owe money? You, a master, can't be accurate!" Zhiming smiled slightly, "Accuracy and inaccuracy are all determined by Judging by time, I look at the young master’s complexion..."

"Ahem...Master is just looking at fortune-telling, not a doctor...I am in very good health," Lan Yuheng said with a guilty conscience. .." Lan Yuheng glanced sideways at Xie Zijun, obviously a little unhappy.

Xie Zijun "0.0..!"

"Haha... The donor misunderstood. The donor's face is red and looks good, but this so-called debt... I guess he came to you to collect debt recently." Zhiming said with a smile. Lan Yuheng obviously didn't believe that he could do it. He was sitting upright, but he was afraid that someone would ask him for a debt?

Seeing that Lan Yuheng didn't answer, he continued, "The donor's face is quite strange. It's the only one I've seen in my life. Apart from his peach blossoms... I can't see any trace..."

"Wow! Master, you are really good at judging people!" Xie Zijun couldn't help but admire him and said, "Sir, you have so many confidants!"

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Xie Zijun was hit on the head and shut up hastily. Zhiming kept staring at Lan Yuheng, his cloudy eyes full of surprise, "It's weird not to be among the five elements..."

"What do you mean, master?" Lan Yuheng frowned, obviously finding this man inexplicable. The old monk smiled lightly, "Ha...nothing, is the donor here to ask for a signature?" Lan Yuheng shook his head, "I am here with my disciple. Something's wrong"

Xie Zijun nodded, "Master, I'm here to pay homage to my mother. Her relics are arranged in the Palace of the Past." Zhiming nodded, "In that case, donor, please come with me." After that, he led the two of them to the Palace of the Past. Looking at the things filled with things in the Palace of the Past, Lan Yuheng understood a little bit. There were some things where deceased relatives would be remembered in the temple in order to find a good family...

"Mother... Zijun is here to see you..." Xie Zijun stroked the blue dress, with tears already in his eyes. Lan Yuheng and Zhiming looked at each other, "Master, let's go out first."

"Amitabha..." Zhiming and Lan Yuheng exited the hall. When they arrived outside the hall, Zhiming smiled and said, "Are you two staying here tonight or are you going back?"

Lan Yuheng smiled and said, "Of course I have to stay tonight, but is there a place to stay in the temple?" Zhiming nodded, "There are always few people in Wulong Temple, and usually no one comes to stay, but there are two. I will send one when the time comes." If someone brings you a meal, the donor can stay safely."

"Um... I have something unclear. Please clarify my doubts." Lan Yuheng took out his pocket and took out... one tael of silver...

Zhiming waved his hand, "Monks don't touch money. If the donor is willing to put it in the merit box, the Buddha will bless the donor, Amitabha."

"Haha... what does the master mean when he says he is not among the five elements?" Lan Yuheng was a little confused. He felt that the old man was strange, but he was also curious to ask. Zhi Mingming frowned, "Human beings will get old, sick, and die. This It’s impossible to escape. If the donor comes back ten years later, maybe the confusion can be solved.”

Lan Yuheng touched his head and looked confused. If you say you don't know, then you don't know what will happen ten years later. Who will remember it ten years later...

"Haha... Donor, please help yourself, I won't disturb you anymore."

Lan Yuheng nodded, "Thank you so much, Master..." Zhiming clasped his hands together, "It's just a little effort, Amitabha." After saying that, Zhiming left alone. Lan Yuheng was a little bored when he saw this, looking at the architecture of the ancient temple. In fact, It's no different from those places of interest...

Looking at the empty temple, Lan Yuheng took out the ocarina he had made. He hesitated for a moment, then found a place quite far away to sit down. He blew it gently and found that the sound was not bad. He thought about it seriously. If not Because of Yu'er and the others, maybe he really misses home, at least here... Mu Yu'er and the others made him feel at home, "Mom and dad... your son has also got a family... and the daughters-in-law are so interested in you." My son is so doted on..." As he spoke, Lan Yuheng's nose felt a little sore for some reason. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Fortunately, Yu'er and the others were not here, otherwise I'm afraid... You're going to laugh at me...

"Your Majesty... Mr. Lan Hou seems to be crying..." Shangguan Wan'er said cautiously, obviously a little unbelievable. The two of them were just wandering around when they saw a person sitting not far away. Wu Mei Niang felt that she looked familiar. , later I saw him squatting with tears in his eyes. I don’t know why he always felt weird inside, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Could it be that the wife of Lan Yuheng's family bullied him? I heard people say that Lan Yuheng is henpecked..." Shangguan Wan'er said curiously. Wu Meiniang glanced at Shangguan Wan'er lightly. "Don't talk about others behind their backs." Shangguan Wan'er I was a little embarrassed and stopped talking.

Suddenly, a slightly moving voice sounded. Wu Meiniang and Wu Meiniang were slightly startled by this voice. The beauty of the music made her feel a tremor in her heart. She seemed to have never heard such a voice that was like the sound of nature. The feeling in the vocal music , has surpassed the music itself. Only a sincere person can play the music to the best of his ability and play the music beyond himself, so that the artistic conception can be achieved. He has reached a peak state. She felt a strong feeling from the music. Deep missing....

This feeling seemed to blow into her heart. Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but sigh, "This Lord Lan really lives up to his reputation as an immortal... I can see it today..."

Lan Yuheng finished the song, feeling a little more comfortable in his heart. He heard footsteps behind him, but Lan Yuheng ignored him and sat on the steps. Finally, his footsteps stopped in front of him. He frowned and looked at her. Prejudiced by two pairs of embroidered shoes and a blue skirt, Lan Yuheng looked up and saw Wu Meiniang leaning over him, which made him feel a little unnatural. This look was like a superior looking at a subordinate.

This feeling made Lan Yuheng a little unhappy. Suddenly he seemed to notice something. His eyes swept over Shangguan Wan'er, and an unnatural smile appeared on Shangguan Wan'er's lips: "Master Hou..."

Lan Yuheng didn't even respond, "What's the matter?" Lan Yuheng just said lightly. Wu Meiniang didn't care, but smiled and said, "I always thought that Lord Hou just had the reputation of banishing immortals for nothing, and the music he played was just mythical. Now when I smell it, it makes me feel happy.”

"Pleasing to the eye?" Lan Yuheng seemed to smile. "I just played it for myself." Wu Meiniang glanced at the instrument in Lan Yuheng's hand. "What is this thing called? Why have I never seen it in the palace?"

"Ocarina" Lan Yuheng said lightly, Wu Meiniang was a little curious, "Can I borrow it for a look?" Lan Yuheng handed the ocarina over without raising his head, Wu Meiniang looked at it carefully, "Has this thing ever been sold? ?”

"I made it myself." Lan Yuheng was straightforward. Wu Meiniang was a little surprised. "Can you give me one as a gift?" Lan Yuheng frowned. "That's it. Besides, just because it sounds good doesn't mean it's good. If you have the skills, "Leaves can also play nice tunes. If you don't know how to play it, even the best instrument is useless."

"Oh?" Wu Meiniang found it interesting. "Are you teasing me about my incompetence?" Lan Yuheng smiled and said nothing. The meaning was very obvious.

Wu Meiniang smiled and said, "You seem to have a lot of opinions about me? I wonder if I have offended the Marquis. I hope you can give me some advice?" Lan Yuheng said with a smile, "I don't know about this. I think you know better than me."

"Then shouldn't you help me?" Wu Meiniang said lightly, Lan Yuheng sneered, "Help you? Why should I help you? Don't you think it is disgusting to drag someone into the water by force?"

Wu Meiniang is not upset that "Yu'er saved you"

"Then I didn't save you?" Lan Yuheng was obviously a little unhappy. "And it was Wu Yu'er who saved me, not you." Wu Meiniang smiled, "What if Yu'er asked you to help me? She is just such a sister... ..”

"Wu Mei Niang, you don't need to kidnap me morally. I don't want to be your enemy, but don't provoke me either. I don't have such big ambitions as you, and we don't want to work together if we have different beliefs." Lan Yuheng didn't bother to pay attention to her, and was minding his own business. left

"Your Majesty, this... the Marquis is so rude..." Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help frowning. Wu Meiniang looked at the angry Lan Yuheng with a smile on her lips, "Ha... it's really interesting. , Moral kidnapping?" Looking at the ocarina in her hand, an intriguing look flashed across Wu Meiniang's eyes...

"Sir..." Xie Zijun walked out of the hall. Lan Yuheng was a little irritable. Seeing Xie Zijun's eyes red from crying, he patted Zijun on the shoulder. "A man won't shed tears easily. What are you doing crying all day?"

"Oh..." Xie Zijun wiped his eyes, "Sir... I just heard the music, you were playing it, right?" Lan Yuheng nodded, "Hmm...???" Suddenly he touched his body , touched his sleeves... Finally his face darkened, he had just been busy arguing, and the ocarina was still in that mother-in-law's hand.

"What's wrong, sir?" Xie Zijun was a little confused, and Lan Yuheng looked a little ugly. "Someone took something from me without paying me!" Xie Zijun choked and didn't know how to answer the question for a moment...

"Forget it, forget it, I'll stay here tonight," Lan Yuheng said with a smile. Although Xie Zijun wanted to ask Lan Yuheng if he could play the song to him, it was obvious that Lan Yuheng's expression was not so good. Dare I ask...

The two were taken to the backyard. The room was quite spacious. "Sir, let me help you make the bed." ..You shouldn’t be sleeping here, right?”

Xie Zijun blinked, "I sleep next door, what's the matter, sir?" Lan Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh...it's okay." Xie Zijun smiled and said, "Sir, if you want Zijun..."

"No!" Xie Zijun stopped him hastily before he could finish his words. Thank God we were not in the same room with him...

"Oh..." Although Xie Zijun was a little confused, he didn't say anything else.

As night fell, the surroundings seemed too quiet. Such a quiet environment was indeed rare. Lan Yuheng sat on the stone pier in the courtyard, enjoying the hard-won quiet.

"There seems to be someone across the street, sir." Xie Zijun pointed to the courtyard next door. It was brightly lit and clearly someone was living there. Lan Yuheng shook her head, "Isn't it normal to have people here?"

"That's right..." Xie Zijun nodded. Lan Yuheng glanced at the silly apprentice speechlessly, not knowing where his fame came from...

"By the way, sir, can you play the music you played today for me? I didn't hear it very clearly in the hall at that time." Xie Zijun said with a smile, obviously thinking about it a little bit.

The corner of Lan Yuheng's mouth twitched. "Why are you playing? Go to sleep." Xie Zijun couldn't help but shrink his head, his eyes were a little scared. What happened to the sir? How could he be angry after asking him to play a song?