Ye Shaoyang reached out and gave her a hand.
"You have to be good, goodbye, a hundred years later, we meet." After Wu Tong finished, walked back to his door, wiped his tears, and then opened the door and went in.
Ye Shaoyang stood in the doorway stupidly, and it took a long time to return to his room.
"Boss, you actually like her very much."
Meihua and Baozi flew out from the yin and yang mirror.
Before Ye Shaoyang and Wutong said together, they all heard it, but it was not easy to come out. At this time, Wutong was gone, and they could not help but come out to breathe.
"Water, where is the water, I want water!"
The buns were full of water, and the last one was plunged into the washbasin. The real body of the psychic Buddha flower appeared. It looked like a big radish with a few leaves on its head.
The psychic Buddha flower in childhood is completely different from the adulthood.
Ye Shaoyang went to the window and stood silently, without answering Meihua’s words.
"Boss, do you think about it, stay in this world, treat her as the mother, put all the responsibilities, revenge and the like down, so let her go through this life?"
Ye Shaoyang snorted and said: "That is not me. She is right, she is not cold jade. I still have to go back and continue to find cold jade, do what I should do."
Meihua sighed and said: "The girl of Wutong is probably going away."
Ye Shaoyang didn't make a sound. When Wutong said "goodbye" to him, his heart screamed at that moment, but he still did not retain her. Because he is not qualified.
"There is nothing in the world. Meihua, even if you are, we will have to separate one day."
"I don't care, I can wait for you for a hundred years, then I will see you." Meihua sat on the bed and smiled at Ye Shaoyang.
"But I have seen you a hundred years later, not me now."
Meihua squinted and thought about this sentence, and finally gave up. With her head, I couldn’t understand it. "It is my master, whether it is you or not. This is enough."
"I don't care, anyway, I want to go with the boss." Buns said in the washbasin.
Ye Shaoyang walked over and overlooked him. He said, "Today's duel, you have no strength at all."
"I can't help it. There are too many people, and my ability can't be made. When the boss is one-on-one with the people, I will use my skills to make you see and see!"
Ye Shaoyang was too lazy to care for him. He said, "Let's rest, I have to adjust."
After tossing for half a night, I played several games with people. Now, after I have been idle, Ye Shaoyang is also too tired. Especially before Chen Xiaoyu’s calculation, he was also traumatized. Ye Shaoyang took off his clothes and checked the wound. After Meihua saw it, he found a silk scarf and helped him clean it after drowning. It looked like a simple prostitute serving his master.
After the incident, Ye Shaoyang went to bed to sit and adjust. Meihua has nothing to do, and she has no scruples about Ye Shaoyang. She is sitting on the bed and raising her spirits.
Ye Shaoyang wanted to adjust the interest rate for a week, and found that he couldn’t calm down. He was full of the shadow of the phoenix tree, especially the scene of the time. The more I think, the more I feel that I believe that I don’t really fall in love with Wutong. He loves cold jade, Wutong, and he is regarded as a cold jade, or two people are one.
Thinking of the scene when she said goodbye to herself, Ye Shaoyang felt puzzled.
"Boss, if you can't keep your heart, don't force it, or I will talk to you?"
Ye Shaoyang put his hands behind his head and lay down. Meihua came over and glared at him, one hand holding Ye Shaoyang's neck. Ye Shaoyang knew that she just wanted to comfort herself, but the posture was too embarrassing, so she climbed up again and went out to the window, her head extended outside, and took a deep breath, looking towards the direction of Taohuashan.
The distance is too far and nothing can be seen.
"I don't know if they have finished playing, how is the ending."
Meihua and Baozi are not familiar with both sides and are not good at judging. At this time, someone knocked at the door outside, Meihua used to open the door, and came to the four treasures.
"Meihua sister, you are still so beautiful." Four treasures looked up and down the Meihua, praised.
"The big monk's mouth is really sweet." Meihua smiled and retreated to the side.
"Who is that, is it gone?" Sibao asked, suddenly seeing the buns that were soaked in the washbasin. "Where are the carrots, how to throw them into the washbasin."
Speaking of carrying the leaves on the head of the buns, I lifted it up and rubbed it with my sleeves.
"Hey, don't grab my head!" The buns rushed out of the body, and the leaves were turned into hair, and they were carried in the hands of Sibao.
"The trough, what monster are you!" The four treasures scared and let go.
"I am a buns, not a monster!" The buns clasped their hands and sighed with his theory.
"Bun? Isn't it a carrot?"
Ye Shaoyang came over and explained that the four treasures talked about the origin of the buns. After the four treasures were finished, they were also amazed. They suddenly thought of something and moved to the side of the buns. They lowered their voices and said: "I said, you really have the ability to create illusions. Really the same?"
"A piece of cake."
"Hey, let's talk about it, can you arrange a dream for me..."
"What dreams?"
"For example, in a fantasy, arrange a girl I like, let me do whatever I want?"
The buns looked at him silly. "You are a monk, how can you..."
"You don't understand, this is my big name, true nature."
Ye Shaoyang walked over and said: "Don't be bullshit, come to me, what's the matter?"
"A few of us are in the next room. We just discussed together. I want to go to Taohuashan together and see if they have finished playing. Who wins and who wants to come and ask you to go."
"Well, I have this idea too. Let us go together."
Meihua and Sibao also clamored to go, so they went to the next door together and set off with three other small partners.
"Don't call Wutong and Miaoxin girl?" asked Mao Xiaofang.
"Don't call, let's go by ourselves." Ye Shaoyang glanced at the closed door of the Sycamore and said.
The pedestrian left the inn, returned to the Taoyuan Mountain, but did not take the official road this time, but carefully walked through the mountain road on the edge of the official road, all the way to the Taohua Mountain, looked up, before those weddings The lights used were extinguished, and the top of the mountain was dark, only the direction of the entrance to the main hall, with a little bit of fire.
There is no one on the mountain road. Several people discussed it, and along the way, came to the square at the entrance of the main hall.
A few Taoist priests, squatting in front of the brazier, were burning paper, and they looked sad.
In the square, the tables and chairs on the banquet were confiscated, and they were in ruins.
(End of this chapter)