Drink Cang Records

Ye Qiukuang found out that Mu Qingyang ran very diligently to Mrs. Xin recently, dragging his half-disabled leg to poke the owner: "What's wrong with my brother... Hey, I have to go and see the girl from whose family."

Cang Sang stepped on his injured leg, and said expressionlessly: "Well, boy, love is just beginning, and most fools have this kind of estrus, and when they encounter a female animal who deliberately seduces a male animal, they will not have the will to resist. .”

Ye Qiu said furiously, "My brother is only ten years old! He's not yet the age of a beast!"

"It's as if you didn't peek at your father's concubine taking a bath when you were ten years old."

"Why do you know about my childhood privacy?!"

The owner of this house looked at the disabled person inscrutablely, and said proudly: "Flowers attract bees, flies chase odors, it is a natural law, but Qing Yang is most likely to be the one that attracts bees, you? Heh."

Ye Qiukuang, who was ridiculed by Cangsang in various ways all the year round, was used to it, and he was silent for a while and said, "You must be angry."

"Which dog saw it."

"Actually, you don't need to be angry. Anyway, even if Qing Yang doesn't fall in love early, she won't be able to become your child bride. It's hard to find a suitable woman with your face→_→"

"Hehehe."

In a sense, Ye Qiukuang is still very concerned about the lifelong affairs of his savior. For example, when he is not being hunted down, he likes to talk to some beautiful female cultivators, but after talking about it, he basically feels that he has no temper and beauty. Reluctantly dedicated himself to bear.

Regarding this, Cangsang's evaluation is only poisonous two words——

"Scumbag."

In fact, Ye Qiukuang cannot be said to be a real scumbag, because the unspoken rule of this world is that those who step on two boats are scumbags, and those who step on three boats are also scumbags, but those who step on an ocean are in the realm of scumbags. He has cultivated a realm, the god of scumbags who are looked up to by many scumbags, referred to as the god of scumbags.

Ye Qiukuang is a passionate person. A passionate person can never adapt to the three views of a ruthless person, and always insists on infecting a ruthless person by means of death.

How ruthless Cangsang is, Ye Qiukuang seems to have no bottom-line cognition, only knows that no matter what kind of stimulation, he can't move him again, and what makes people feel forever is the kind of arrogance and self-will engraved in the bone, except for the face Yang Qing.

Mu Qingyang is not a child with outstanding aptitude, but just a disabled child adopted by Cang Sang at will, but Cang Sang doesn't like Qingyang's contact with others. This kind of 'dislike' is compared to his plain feelings , the reaction is particularly obvious.

Ye Qiukuang closed his eyes and released the spiritual consciousness belonging to the great monk after the Golden Core, and he could clearly see a pretty girl lying on the top of the fence smiling and talking to Qing Yang with a sullen face. Said: "Look, in a few years, Qing Yang will grow up, and then you may no longer be able to stop these butterflies and bees~"

The ancient book in his hand closed with a snap, and the young man with long snow-white hair said calmly, "...The butterfly's wings are powdered, and the hornet's tail is needled. Those who like to attract bees and butterflies will get their hands pierced sooner or later."

"Who is that thorny fence? People are like fish in water. The tighter they are grasped, the harder they struggle. Only when they are released into the lake can they swim farther."

The frost-like eyes moved slightly, and a look of displeasure emerged: "But here I am, an iceberg. If you go out of my range, you will only face edges and corners in the future."

Ye Qiukuang shook his head and smiled wryly: "It's hard to make friends with your sharp personality."

"It's the stupidest idea to define a vague concept of character with an impression. You don't have to follow the rules I made, but you don't want me to compromise your so-called 'human nature'."

"Cang teacher……"

"Ah."

"Has anyone ever told you that you are capricious?"

"Give me a reason why I'm not willful, and let me just listen to it as a joke."

Ye Qiukuang, who also got secondary school two when he was young, cold, noble, cool, and sick, is also drunk now.

……

Who has never been fascinated by flowers, flowers, willows and green fields when he was young, after all, people can't stay idle, just like a young eagle that has not experienced wind and rain will never learn to appreciate the deep mountains and ancient temples. The graceful lotus flower brings out a little bit of love.

It's not that she really fell in love at first sight, but at most it was a novelty, Mu Qing turned the sachet in her hand, feeling a little restless.

During the day, he went to review books routinely, the man picked up his chin, sniffed lightly in his ear for a moment, and said slowly in that lazy and indifferent tone——

"People say 33 tastes, women's hearts and rouge tears are the most poisonous, why don't you go see a doctor?"

The slightly rising ending sounds like a cat lazily embracing a brocade quilt. While half asleep, a pair of vertical pupils locked on him vaguely. It is not a deterrent, but it can't help but make people confused about what is wrong with them. But there is no way to correct it.

Mu Qingyang didn't quite understand this feeling, but she just instinctively wanted to avoid it... Like a spoiled child, most of them have this kind of resistance to the closest people, instinctively want to have some secrets independently, and Fear of probing by those close to me.

"On the second floor to the south of the study, the book in the third grid next to your elder brother's eighteen poses of the fox girl self-indexes a story about the heart of a femme fatale, omitting most of the author's pretentious hypocrisy. In a sense, it is about women. There is still something to be learned from the species narrative...for your age."

Mu Qingyang could imagine how this man announced with a casual attitude...he didn't like the new female guest.

In all fairness, Mu Qingyang admitted that she was very tempted by the... outside world that the girl named Yue Qinglong said.He vaguely knew the difference between himself and his peers in Mrs. Xin's occasional sighs, such as why his elder brother was a big monk who disturbed the wind and rain outside, while he could only study under the guidance of Cang Sang like a mortal, such as hiding under the curse belt. He is willing to chat with Yue Qinglong, and the information he can get from her mouth is like a feather stretched into a golden bird cage, tempting his desire to fly outward.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speak.

"Why don't you like Qingyang to contact outsiders?"

The owner of the family finally stopped flipping the book, then tapped the page twice with his knuckles, and said slowly: "I am more confused than you about the extension of this question, such as why people are always envious of others. Life, wealth, women, and even the way of life, and you are always chasing what you can't get all your life, Qing Yang, you are not complaining that I don't allow you to contact outsiders, you are jealous of your brother's power."

Mu Qingyang was slightly taken aback, and the corners of his clothes tightened: "Qingyang didn't... I just heard from Qing Long that the endless wilderness is so vast, and there is always a way to heal the nanny's old illness."

"This woman is trying to seduce you." Tapping her fingertips lightly, the emotions in her half-down eyes were suppressed: "As for Mrs. Xin, no one in this world can save her."

Mu Qingyang stopped talking, even though she didn't like Cangsang's cold-hearted way of defining other people's lives, she could only be disappointed by Cangsang's weird temper.

"It's just a matter of human effort. God is full of benevolence and fertilizes all things. Qing Yang just wants to protect the safety of those around him for the rest of his life, and strive for everything with all his heart, so as not to harm others. Why not?"

"I agree that you believe in gods, but I don't agree that you are so optimistic about fate." Cang Sang looked at the mountains and mountains outside the window, "Time will always make you understand that growth is a process of constant loss."

Later, I forgot all the sarcasm of Cangsang during those 16 years of tranquility, only that one sentence is clearly remembered - the years will always make you understand that growth is a process of constant loss.

But at that time, I hadn’t experienced those subsequent twists and turns. Apart from soaking in the study because of my nanny’s old illness, I was just thinking about how to deal with Cangsang’s intention to throw Yue Qinglong out more than once. When the moldy days continued, Cang Sang picked up a half-dead man.

"Who is he?"

"My business is here."

This person was miserable, too miserable to be described in the word miserable, Mu Qingyang helped to deal with it, the skin touched by his fingers was like fish scales turned up, just touching it, his scalp felt numb for a while.

"How could someone be so cruel?"

Contrary to Mu Qingyang, the owner of this house is rarely full of interest: "There are always such people in the world who make it difficult to understand why they are still alive, which helps me to verify some truths."

Mu Qingyang: "It's clearly a fallacy..."

"Although this is a generation gap between us that is countless time units apart, due to the age difference, I forgive your ignorance, remember to respect people who are more experienced than you, and remember that you are still just a learner, now No one to wait for your occasional brain damage."

For such a poisonous tongue, Mu Qingyang could only shake his head as if he didn't hear it, but then he heard that Cang Sang dragged the half-dead man into the room and shut him outside the door, Mu Qingyang couldn't calm down anymore.

"You don't even know how to bandage our dog's lame leg, but you still bring him in, are you sure you won't treat human life carelessly?"

"Anyway, being alive is about the same as being dead. Don't bother me at night, and don't open the back door to have a puppy love with a femme fatale. We'll talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to say."

So Mu Qingyang fully experienced Cangsang's desire to throw Yue Qinglong out. After tossing and turning all night, he went looking for him the next day with a tired face, and was horrified to find that the half-dead man was already able to go to the ground...and more than that. You can cook when you go to the ground.

I didn't notice that he was half-dead yesterday, but today he is still a handsome young man, but he is a little tired right now.

"Poor monk Rong Yang, thank you two benefactors for your rescue." As he spoke, the young man chanted a Buddha's name, bowed his head and started eating his breakfast.

Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, vaguely remembering that this person had hair when he came yesterday, so thinking about it, he just started to touch it... As expected, his hair is shiny and smooth, and the feel of it must have been treated regularly.

The monstrous monk Rong Yang has a good temper. After killing the breakfast in a storm, he put his hands together with a smile and said: "Thanks to the hospitality, the poor monk vaguely remembered that it was the Asura Dao who was calling at that time. I didn't expect Asura to be so kind."

"Before I met you, I didn't know that the door-to-door business was a demon monk with six unclean roots. You are not the first monk with long hair among me, but most of them have an annoying personality. There are few eminent monks who have attained the Tao, but don't worry, it is absolutely not. You are like this." With his chin on one hand, Cangsang said in boredom, "Since you have all reported to my Yincanglou, obviously you are not a good person, and don't mind what Shura looks like, of course you are jealous that I am prettier than you. A fact that cannot be changed."

"... Has anyone ever said that a benefactor's eloquence is better than Shura's?"

"This makes me appear approachable, otherwise I'm afraid you and other foolish people will be too nervous."

Rong Yang sighed, recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then said: "So, the poor monk has come up with what he wants... Asura, the poor monk is willing to pay all the price to kill all the Buddhist scriptures."

The monks said that he was killed, but his expression was as compassionate and gentle as ever.

Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Has the monk ever been persecuted by his fellow monks? This is how to punish the wicked, why kill all Buddhists?"

Rong Yang said with a smile: "Little benefactor, don't think too much, the poor monk is a wicked person."

Mu Qingyang was at a loss for a while, until Cang Sang opened his never-ending book of trick patterns, and sneered: "It's another extreme mental cleanliness, it's easiest to develop into this kind of insanity, what's boring is this kind of Psychopaths always prove their self-righteousness by killing, which fully embodies the animal side of human beings."

"what?"

Cangsang didn't wait for him to say, and threw the trick book over: "Look for yourself."

As soon as the book was picked up, a strange feeling, like quicksand flowing in the hand, overflowed. Mu Qingyang saw that the book was turned by itself, and Rong Yang's name was outlined on a blank page. The pictures that did not belong to his memory flashed thousands of times, and when he woke up again, he found that he was holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, and the surrounding Zen fragrance enveloped him.

What is this place?

It seems to be looking at other people's lives from one's own perspective, but it can only be used as an "eye" and cannot dominate the will of this body.

Moshang is prosperous and blooming, beside the Huaxi River, under the locust tree, a hunchbacked ugly girl is surrounded by villagers holding sticks. In front of her, the handsome Buddha looks peaceful.

"Don't be troublesome, you monk! This ugly girl should be kicked out for acting like this! Now that she is infected with the epidemic, if you don't beat her to death, the whole village will be killed by her!"

The Buddha did not back down, and said calmly: "All living beings are equal, how can one be judged on the basis of beauty or ugliness?"

"Women are born to marry and have children. She is so useless. Who made her not have a good appearance? It's really disgusting to see!"

"The face is beautiful and ugly, but she is only a pink skull. Since this girl has fallen into such a situation because of her appearance, the poor monk is willing to save her on the way of equality, and marry her today. If you are willing, you can be a witness."

"What?! See why you are so self-deprecating! You are still a monk?!"

"Since I have spoken, I will do what I say, and there is no need to say more."

Everyone was shocked... As time went by, it suddenly dawned on the ugly girl that she was married and had a daughter with the Buddha, but unfortunately she died before she could reach the age. The status of a Buddha is precious, not something ugly women can claim.The next day the Buddhist monk came back from Zen lectures, only to find white silk hanging from the beams in the room...

"The first sentence of the Buddha's verse, all living beings are equal... But I haven't even understood the first sentence. What exactly is a Buddha?"

Over the long years, Buddhists began to be at a loss for the Buddha they firmly believed in.

"Rong Yang, why did you kill someone for no reason?"

Shouting and asking pierced the ears like thunder, the face of the meditating Buddha was still gentle and kind, and when he raised his eyes, a tear flowed from his eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Just because you saw mortals eating meat, you killed them and fed them to wild dogs! Didn't you say you violated the commandment to kill?!"

"The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, so what's the difference between animals and humans? Karma loops back and forth. People eat animals and animals eat people. It's just retaliation for retribution. Why can't I alleviate the sin of killing all living beings for people?"

"You... you are slandering the Buddha!"

"So what if you slander the Buddha? The Buddha doesn't value living beings, and I don't value living beings. If you say that I slander the Buddha, I will slander the Brahma Sea and kill the Buddha to become a Buddha."

The sound of thunder seemed to be full of anger, and suddenly a loud noise resembling a yellow bell rang out. The vajra was suppressed, and countless Buddha-word shackles came to him. Immediately the seven orifices bleed.

"My Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain is the leader in the Buddhist world, and there is no one in the Buddhist sects in the world that can compare! And you are the only Buddhist cultivator who has cultivated the realm of the seven consciousnesses. After a hundred years of hard work, you are expected to enter the realm of the true Buddha! Now that you are so depraved, How can you be worthy of Wanfoshan Cultivation?! Sentence you to face the wall for [-] years, and repent on your own!"

……

"Others say that I have evil thoughts in my heart, but when I kill, there is no hatred in my heart."

"Everything in the world is seen from one's own body to see other things. Since the Buddha's words come out of the mouth...it is the way of human beings, not the way of Buddha. Buddha is illusory, and I am illusory."

"I am not a demon, the Buddha...is the demon!"

A large area of ​​thick darkness fell, and during the long confinement, accompanied by a blue lamp, the compassionate Buddha was in close contact with each other.In the murmur, Shan Nian went astray again...

Mu Qingyang only felt a sharp pain in his head, and then it was as if something stung him in the depths of his mind, and the delusional thoughts of the Buddha disappeared like a poisonous snake swimming into a lake.

Like a buried sin.

The author has something to say: there is a lot of foreshadowing in the early stage, which may be a little boring, and the story line will break out in the middle and late stages.