The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

The ascetic monk Hua Can traveled thousands of miles from a poor village back to Cihang Temple.

At that time, the plaque of Cihang Temple was half-hanging, and the temple was filled with grief and tragedy.

Hua Can brought a ladder and straightened the plaque.

He looked up at the "Cihang Temple" with compassion in his eyes.

It is the abbot's fault, not the Buddha's fault, nor is it the fault of the many young monks in the temple.

The ascetic monk put down his bag, picked up a broom, and swept away the leaves that had fallen on the ground of Cihang Temple for a long time.

Half a month later, the gate of Cihang Temple reopened, but the incense was no longer as popular as before.

In the past, those sorcerer families who admired Cihang Temple avoided it as much as possible.

Now, everyone in Yanyang knows that the madman Yan Jiu and Cihang Temple are incompatible.

When talking about Yan Jiu now, almost no one will mention the three words "illegitimate child" anymore.

Regarding Yan Jiu, what people talk about most now is just "madman", or the four words "Mr. Xiang Zhao" which are very taboo.

In short, don't provoke him. With the magical power of incense, if you provoke him even a little, you will die a miserable death.

What's more, there was a swagger floating behind him.

However, no one expected that the first person to visit the Cihang Temple on the day it reopened would be Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu kowtowed before the Buddha, silently praying for the Buddha's mercy in his heart.

When he stood up and looked back, the new host Hua Can was standing behind Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu smiled at Hua Can and put his hands together: "Master, congratulations on your grand opening."

Master Huacan said solemnly: "Donor, you cannot smile frivolously in front of the Buddha."

Yan Jiu waved his hand and turned away: "Hua Can, if you come back, the world will be peaceful and prosperous. Goodbye."

……

The Yan Yang Warlock may have some masochistic tendencies.

No matter how many times Yan Jiu abused them, they were still full of curiosity about Yan Jiu, or rather... about Mr. Xiang Zhao.

Everyone was looking for the way to Xiangzhao Bookstore.

It was actually found by some people, who even made a guide to Xiangzhao Bookstore and circulated it widely.

Therefore, Xiangzhao Bookstore has more and more customers.

In response, Yan Jiu treated him coldly.

What he did most was lying on the rocking chair in Xiangzhao Bookstore, with a book covering his face, and sleeping leisurely.

As for the work, of course it was left to Qing'an and Luanqiu to do.

The apprentices that Gu Qizhou had worked so hard to teach were eventually tricked by Yan Jiu into working as laborers.

On the eve of New Year's Day, Yan Jiu invited Qing'an and Luan Qiu to dinner with a smile.

Yan Jiu brought two bottles of wine of unknown alcohol content to the table and coaxed them into drinking.

The two "little friends" drank up all the wine and were drunk soon after.

Yan Jiu was very satisfied when he saw this. He left a note saying "Nephew, I'll watch over the store on New Year's Day" and left.

At the same time, Shang Jing was already waiting outside in the car. Yan Jiu opened the door and got in the car. Shang Jing stepped on the accelerator and quickly drove away.

Slip away to a seaside town thousands of miles away.

As for the two drunken "little grudges", they had originally planned to go to the commercial street to celebrate the New Year's Day.

Now it seems the only option is to give up.

……

It was the middle of winter in Yanyang, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the Yanyang River.

In the small seaside town in the south, the sun is shining brightly and the sea and sky are blue.

The beach is full of muscular handsome men and sexy beauties, it is passionate and unrestrained.

Yan Jiu was wearing a large white T-shirt and lying on a sun lounger, sleeping one after another, feeling so comfortable.

At this time, Shang Jing came over with two glasses of orange juice.

Handing a cup to Yanjiu, Shang Jing asked maliciously, "How can you sunbathe in a T-shirt?"

Yan Jiu's eyes were already closed, and he said lazily:

“Then you abstain from sex from today on, and we won’t roll around together for a week.

After a week, the marks on my body disappeared and I had a perfect sunbath."

Yan Jiu opened his eyes and smiled as he stretched out his index finger to lift Shang Jing's chin:

"I think this is a good idea, what do you think?"

Shang Jing took the initiative and held Yan Jiu's dishonest paw in his hand, then leaned over and kissed him:

"My prince, I have thought carefully and you are not suitable for sunbathing.

You deserve to have your legs broken by me, locked up in a castle, and watched day and night."

Yan Jiu gave Shang Jing a disdainful look, and then instructed Shang Jing:

"Go to the bar and see if there's any cake or bread. I'm hungry."

As Shang Jing stood up and prepared to leave, he asked Yan Jiu:

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

Yan Jiu said weakly: "Isn't this laziness? Besides, Bai Xingjian is always on duty at the cashier counter.

If he catches me, he'll make me sweep the yard again. But he doesn't want to order you around..."

Shang Jing's voice echoed into Yan Jiu's ears: "But he likes to glare at me."

Yan Jiu turned over and continued to sleep. He could be heard mumbling, "Anyway, he's not glaring at me."

……

Although we agreed to celebrate the New Year together, the so-called New Year's Eve started at 8 o'clock in the evening with a disco on the beach.

Yan Jiu couldn't stand it at all. No matter how loud the music was, he lay motionless on the sun lounger.

Yan Jiu even instigated Shang Jing to go to the beach to flirt with other girls and kill time because he was annoyed with Shang Jing making noise.

As soon as Yan Jiu finished speaking, he started to enjoy the treatment of being pampered by the domineering boss.

The matter was not settled until Yan Jiu hoarsely called out "Brother" in Shang Jing's ear that he stopped talking.

At the same time, on the beach, Bai Xingyuan held a handsome guy in each hand, and the three of them were dancing wildly to the music.

Bai Xingjian stood aside with a serious face, his brows knitted into a "川" shape. Dance? Dance is absolutely impossible.

So he turned around and went back to the bar... and continued wiping the wine glasses.

When the wine glass was halfway wiped, Yan Jiu floated in like a ghost.

He looked so lazy, as if someone had pulled out all his bones.

Seeing Yan Jiu leaning limply against the bar, Bai Xingjian couldn't help but teach Yan Jiu:

"Stand up straighter and stand properly."

Yan Jiu ignored it and changed the subject, saying slowly, "I saw Bai Xiucheng that day, and I asked him about you and Bai Xingyuan's parents.

Bai Xiucheng said that he had an older brother, and before his death, his brother gave Bai Xiucheng a pair of twins, a boy and a girl.

In fact, Bai Xingjian had anticipated this. He and Bai Xingyuan had actually passed the test of the Bai family's stones and were indeed children of the Bai family.

But it doesn’t matter now, it’s all just a passing cloud.

Clusters of fireworks bloomed on the seaside.

Shang Jing was standing on the beach waving at Yan Jiu.

……

At the same time, under the same night sky, the fragrance was spreading in the courtyard of the study.

There were people sitting on all four sides of a square table: Gu Qizhou, Luan Qiu, Qing An, and Shen Shian.

Several people were playing mahjong together.

The mountains and rivers are different, the wind and the moon are in the same sky.

A bright moon rose over the sea, and Yanjiu and Shangjing held hands on the beach.

There were many people around them, including the Bai family siblings, town residents, and tourists...

People who know each other or not gather together to watch the fireworks.

Counting down together while enjoying the sea breeze: "Five, four, three, two, one..."

Yan Jiu and Shang Jing both turned their heads and smiled at each other: "Happy New Year."