My wife is the reborn boss

Chapter 29 You are mine
Ye Qingxuan shook his head, poured another glass of wine and sat down: "Pindao. I once met a scum, he was a prostitute. Once he committed a crime, and he happened to be met by Pindao before he succeeded. At that time, Pindao With a slight reputation in Jianghu, he was afraid that the poor Taoist would kill him, so he cried bitterly and vowed to change his past, and even cut off his own arm to win the trust of the poor Taoist."

Ye Qingxuan, who was caught in the memory, had a painful expression: "Pin Dao saw that he had repented sincerely, so he stopped pursuing it. But the next day, Ping Dao passed by here, only to find that the girl who had escaped by chance had hanged herself in the house. Save her and come down." When the time came, she had only her last breath left. Pindao. I will never forget the way she looked at me, emptiness, hatred, despair, and sarcasm. It turned out that after Pindao left, the adulteress returned and insulted her innocence. After that, he ran away. Pindao chased after him again, but he has lost his trace. In the past few years, Pindao has been inquiring everywhere about his whereabouts, but, yes. "

He lowered his head and lay down on the table, motionless.

Wu Qiong sighed lightly: "It seems that he is drunk."

The face of rebooting is serious: "It's okay to be drunk. You can temporarily forget the pain when you are drunk, unlike me."

The great monk laughed at himself: "I can't get drunk even if I want to."

"It seems that the rebooting master is also a monk with a story."

"Who in this arena hasn't passed?"

"I seem to have heard this sentence somewhere."

"It's not important." Jie Se waved his hand to change the subject, "I don't know how old benefactor Wu is, have you ever been married?"

Wu Qiong's hand holding the wine glass froze, and a few words popped out between his teeth for a long time: "24, never married. Why do you ask this?"

Jie Se's face was full of embarrassment: "I'm ashamed to say that there are two out of twenty poor monks. I'm really curious about the affairs of men and women. I want to ask Brother Wu to tell me about it."

Wu Shaoxia, who has rich theoretical experience but zero practical experience, squinted at him: "Master is a monk."

Jie Se clasped his hands together, with a solemn expression: "Amitabha, in the past, Shaolin gave the outside world the impression of being rigid and inflexible, and the elders of the master also asked the disciples in the sect to let go of their thoughts, and the way to practice Buddhahood is not to get involved in the world of mortals, but now it is different.

Since the teacher became the abbot, Shaolin has taken on a whole new look.Although Patriarch Bodhidharma's Dharma is unfathomable, he was an ancient man thousands of years ago. The world of thousands of years ago was very different from today's, and Buddhism also needs to be flexible.The family teacher often taught the poor monk that a wise person should know how to ask questions and solve them. If he can't think and has never experienced the tempering of the world, how can he talk about detachment?Therefore, if the poor Taoist has such doubts, he should raise them, otherwise his thoughts will not be clear, and it will be difficult to improve the Dharma. "

Wu Qiong teased: "Is drinking and eating meat considered advancing with the times?"

The rebooted face is calm: "Under the way of heaven, all things recycle. Insects eat leaves, birds eat insects, goshawks hunt birds, this is the way of heaven. Tigers and leopards cannibalize humans, and humans eat cattle and sheep, and it is the same.

As for drinking, wine is brewed from food, and food can be eaten, so why not wine?As long as you don't get greedy, it's okay to have a drink.This is also practice. "

Wu Qiong was deeply impressed: "Drinking and eating meat is so philosophical as women say. The master of rebooting sex is indeed profound in Buddhism, I admire it."

Jie Se smiled slightly, as if holding flowers to Kasyapa: "The poor monk's question just now, can Brother Wu explain it?"

"There is nothing you can do." Wu Shaoxia, a virgin of two lifetimes, smiled happily and talked boastfully: "The knowledge between men and women, in my opinion, is not much simpler than Buddhism."

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it."

"Master, do you know why getting married pays attention to 'the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker'?"

Before rebooting could answer, he said to himself: "'Parents' order, matchmaker's words' shows that a man and a woman are of the right family, and both have roughly the same interests, hobbies, and lifestyles. In this way, a little adjustment is enough, although it is not There must be more affection, but at least we can treat each other with respect."

The reboot retorted: "Brother Wu's words are well-founded and convincing. But in the miscellaneous books, rich ladies fall in love with poor scholars, and noble girls of official families yearn for heroes everywhere. Why is this?"

Wu Qiong laughed softly: "Miscellaneous books are for people to pass the time, that is, to pass the time, you have to write about what people like to read. It is precisely because such things are not common, so everyone likes to hear about them. And in the book It only said that they walked together through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, but have you ever talked about their life after being together?"

Rebooting and meditating: "This has never happened before."

Wu Qiong poured a glass of wine: "People like beautiful stories, if you really write the latter, haha."

With the wine in his throat, he put down his glass and continued: "Leaving aside the authenticity of the story, the young lady of the rich family is usually surrounded by the same rich children. A more outstanding young man, but a poor scholar? Even so, if the lady elopes with the scholar, how will she live in the future? She stretches out her hands from the small clothes, opens her mouth when she eats, and even has servants to take care of her when she gets up and washes up. She can survive the wind blowing Sun-baked peasant woman days?
Compared to this, I am more convinced that the noble lady of the official family admires the knight-errant. "

Jie Se laughed instead: "Because Brother Wu is the knight-errant who is popular among thousands of young girls?"

Wu Qiong laughed: "Although there is a reason for this, it is not the point. The children of official families are not like the children of merchants' families. With a purpose. At this time, if there is a bold and not bad-looking young hero who comes into contact with her, it is normal to be attracted by curiosity. But the problem is also here, let alone weigh the pros and cons. Will she give up everything at home and follow him to roam the rivers and lakes? Even if she is innocent, she will leave home with a knight on impulse. Can she accept the days of eating and sleeping in the open, hungry and full? She can accept wearing coarse clothes , can’t eat a good meal for ten days and a half months, and wake up every day without a maid dressing her up?”

Wu Qiong patted rebooting on the shoulder: "So stories are always stories, just read it, don't take it seriously."

Jie Se said in admiration: "Listening to Brother Wu's words, the poor monk suddenly understood. But the poor monk asked again, I don't know"

"But it doesn't matter."

"Brother Wu knows so much, how many confidantes do you have?"

Wu Qiong was so drunk that he began to speak big words: "There are no confidante, but there are many confidantes. That's what I don't want, if I want to."

A cold voice came from behind Wu Qiong, with a slightly fluctuating tone: "Then how many do you want?"

Wu Qiong laughed loudly: "The more the better, of course! Huh? It's murderous!"

He turned his head nonchalantly, wanting to see who would dare to mess with the number one person on the list.

Then, he sobered up: "Xiao Xiaobai! Why are you here?"

Su Mubai looked at him quietly with black and white eyes, and the anger in his heart disappeared suddenly.

Who made me owe him in my previous life.

But those little whores in previous lives were different.

When she stepped forward, there were only a few inches between them, so close that Wu Qiong could kiss her slightly pursed thin lips as long as he lowered his head a little.

The little white girl grabbed Wu Qiong's collar and said word by word: "You are mine, and no one can take it away."

At this moment, the future Lord of the Demon Sect, who was reborn and returned, has a domineering side!

(End of this chapter)