This monk is not serious

After leaving Xinghua Village, Jiang Ze immediately felt comfortable, but he didn't expect the majestic demon king Dongmen Qing to follow him all the way.Xinghualing, which was originally smoggy, is now seeing its first light. Now the sky is cloudless. The evil spirit that came here a few days ago has been completely wiped out. Before, stepping on the wet fallen leaves in the rain has a special flavor. Now that the fallen leaves are dry, the yellowed and thinned leaves are extremely fragile. The green grass seems to be more alive, and each plant seems to have the desire to become a big tree and grow up vigorously.

I used to be leisurely and carefree by myself, but now there is a wooden face behind him, which seems to be particularly depressing. As soon as Jiang Ze turned around, he saw Dongmen Qing who was following him upright. Dongmen Qing was indeed a handsome man with half a flower painted on his forehead The simple Xinghua has a strong physique, and her eyes are not as stagnant as before. Now Dongmen Qing's eyes are very firm, as if she has a mission.

Jiang Ze held the weeds in his mouth and patted Dongmen Qing who was one eyebrow taller than himself. Sure enough, Dongmen Qing was still as serious as before. He really wanted to know why Dongmen Qing was so easy. Controlled by Su Mian.He said with a smirk: "Brother Dongmen, don't follow me, okay? You should already know about Du Xuanzhi's death, right? If you follow me, you won't be able to see him anymore."

Du Xuanzhi is the common pain of Dongmen Qing and Jiang Ze, and Jiang Ze thought that Dongmen Qing followed him because he was looking for Du Xuan, and felt helpless in his heart. Unexpectedly, Dongmen Qing said solemnly: " Thank you for saving me, I never thought I would be saved by a little fur kid."

Jiang Ze rolled his eyes and said, "Then what? Kneeling three times and knocking nine times?" He couldn't stand anyone doing this kind of big ceremony, even if he just came out of Xinghua Village, he escaped, and people gathered around him to ask for celebration , One bite is called Daxian, it really makes people feel very nasty.

"No, I will take care of you for your master." Dongmen Qing looked at Jiang Ze condescendingly and said solemnly.But now Jiang Ze wanted to vomit blood, finally got rid of Du Xuanzhi, and another Dongmenqing came.But Jiang Ze changed his mind and thought that his cultivation level was still low. Although he had seen many monsters, it was still difficult to vouch for it. Dongmen Qing was considered an elder, so he naturally took care of him more, so he readily agreed.

In this way, the original lone ranger has now become a pair of people. Dongmen Qing can't speak on weekdays. He really belongs to the type of loyal veteran. Although he is his elder, but let others work so hard, Jiang Ze feels a little sorry Now, Dongmen Qing often helped Jiang Ze catch fish and pick fruits, and worked hard. It was more like looking after him than having an extra bodyguard. Jiang Ze naturally enjoyed this feeling, at least he didn’t have to worry about eating. Dongmen Qing's field skills are no worse than him.

Jiang Ze didn't always get lost like Du Xuanzhi did. Once he got lost, he still got lost for several days without food or drink. They soon arrived at a small town. He is curious about everything, if Dongmen Qing didn't pull him, he wouldn't know where he went.

Liyang, an antique town, can often find treasures of Xia, Shang, Zhou and other dynasties from here, and people are also keen to dig out such antiques to become rich.Liyang has a traditional custom, the fifteenth day of the second month of the lunar calendar, which is a day dedicated to thanking the antiques handed down by the ancestors in BC. Often, the best singers in the town will be found and asked to dance and sing on specific days Express gratitude to the ancestors. I don’t know how many years this custom has been passed down. I only know that when that day comes, it is as lively as the Lantern Festival. Every household will hang up lanterns and take out all the treasures dug in their homes for a sacrifice , Waiting until the evening is the time for the diva to perform.It is said that in this country, the singers in Liyang are the most outstanding, but their status is unattainable, unlike the singers in other places who just want to make a living.

It was just around the fifteenth day of the second lunar month at this time, and Jiang Ze didn't expect that he would be so lucky to see the performance, so he dragged Dongmen Qing to run around.Although it is not yet the [-]th day of February, there is a strong atmosphere. Every household hangs up lanterns, all of which are bright red. The pattern on the lanterns is very special - it is a girl singing and dancing. I have heard of such things, but it is not easy to see them with my own eyes.

At this time, Jiang Ze felt a chill behind his back, and looked back suddenly, only to find that there was only a red lantern temporarily placed by someone else at the door, and the eyes of the graceful woman on the lantern seemed to be looking straight at him. Jiang Ze made people feel cold. Jiang Ze immediately restrained his actions, not wanting to attract attention.Dongmen Qing also seemed to feel the strangeness, and his eyes also looked at the ink-stained eyes, but he didn't see anything strange.

As night fell, people's red lanterns were all lit up, and the street was suddenly brightly lit, and people went out to shop one after another. Although it was already shrouded in darkness, the street was still full of vitality. This reminded Jiang Ze of going to The imperial city is very lively, perhaps several times more lively than here, and Jiang Ze asked the proprietress about the customs and traditions here. He is eloquent and keeps talking to Jiang Ze, obviously he has a very good feeling for Jiang Ze.

"Miss Boss, let me ask you why this place is so lively. Is there any festival?" Jiang Ze pointed outside and put his hand on the counter. He didn't look like a wandering monk at all, but rather like a gangster who came from somewhere.

"It's almost the Lantern Festival, you're lucky." The proprietress said with a smile, pouring the wine Jiang Ze asked for.

Jiang Ze is addicted to alcohol, this is very similar to Du Xuanzhi, remembering that when he was a child, Du Xuanzhi would often ask him to drink fine wine with him when he was drunk. And when I grow up, I can't do without wine.Although Buddhism prohibits alcohol and meat, Du Xuanzhi forbids eating and drinking. Although Jiang Ze drinks alcohol, he never eats meat, so although his figure is not thin, he always looks weak.

"I've heard about Liyang's Lantern Festival for a long time, but I didn't expect to be so lucky." Jiang Ze slowly moved his lips close to the wine bowl, took a sip and said, drinking in an extremely gentle and elegant manner.

The proprietress was happy now, and teased her intentionally, "Master, did you come to see the beauties? The singers here are unattainable."

Jiang Ze smiled slightly and said, "The Buddhist family has long been cut off from the world of mortals."

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't say anything. After all, it was disrespectful to the Buddha to tease the Buddhist family, so she became restrained all of a sudden, and then said falteringly: "Then why don't you shave your hair? Why do you still drink?"

"This Buddha is in my heart." Jiang Ze drank in one gulp and changed the subject, "Does the proprietress still have a vacant room?"

When the proprietress heard that there was a business, she thought about it and said awkwardly: "Because the Lantern Festival is approaching, many foreigners came to watch it. Most of the inns are full, and there is only one guest room left in the small shop."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Ze smiled and took out the silver to pay, and the proprietress took the two of them to look at the room and left.

Jiang Ze lay on the window railing and looked at the scene downstairs, the traffic was so busy, it was really lively, but Jiang Ze still recalled the chill during the day today, those dark eyes were as energetic as a living person.He carefully looked at the lanterns on the road, most of them had divas painted on them. This kind of lanterns were not seen in other places, but the shape of the lanterns was very ordinary, and the divas on the lanterns were only painted with a few strokes.

Dongmen Qing on the side was about to ask the buddy to make a quilt to make a floor bunk, but Jiang Ze stopped him with a smile.

"Brother Dongmen, you and I are both men. Although I am a Buddhist and Taoist, you may be afraid, but why should we be so friendly?" Jiang Ze drew a picture of the bed, indicating that he slept very well when he was sleeping. The smirk couldn't be stopped, like a prodigal son.

Dongmenqing had no choice but to give up, and told Jiang Ze about the strange things he felt today, "I felt something wrong with the lantern this morning."

When it came to serious matters, Jiang Ze stopped teasing and nodded, but he was really unsure. After all, he hadn’t heard of any strange things so far. If he went to a place where there were monsters, then his luck must be What a back.Jiang Ze took a sip of tea, and the drunkenness that had just rushed out faded away. Anyway, there is nothing unusual now, so why make himself so nervous?

So Jiang Ze asked him something he really wanted to know, "Brother Dongmen, how did you get the majestic demon king being played by a little fox and applauded?" things.

"She just did it when I let down my vigilance." Dongmen Qing didn't want to say more, so Jiang Ze stopped asking. After all, he knew this kind of thing in his heart, so just don't do it again next time.

So he asked meanly again: "Is the apricot blossom wine good? Do you have Master's wine?"

Du Xuanzhi is also an excellent brewer. The wine he is best at brewing is Ten Miles Drunk. Although the name sounds awesome, this kind of wine is not strong wine at all, but a kind of warm wine suitable for cultivation. , suitable for self-cultivation, Jiang Ze always secretly drank Du Xuanzhi's wine when he was a child, and he didn't seem to like other wines except his wine.

Dongmen Qing was dumb, just smiled, showing no embarrassment, just thought it was a child's speech, Jiang Ze looked at Dongmen Qing and didn't say anything, just sobered up on his own. He never drank such a strong wine, fearing that it would affect his spirit the next day, he just told the proprietress to bring the warmest wine, but he didn't expect that the warmest wine in Liyang was so strong.

Jiang Ze forced out his drunkenness, and his mind immediately cleared up a lot. He suddenly remembered that Dongmen Qing was going to share the bed with him tonight, and he couldn't help panicking. Thinking is disgusting.