Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: Seventy-ninth bowl of soup (2)

Seventy-ninth bowl of soup (2)

But today the sun is very good, and sitting on the ground is also warm. Qing Huan couldn't help but think of the scene where he lived with Master on the mountain. There were flowers, trees, birds and springs. It doesn't matter if the shameless master runs out to play, she lives well by herself. If you think about it, you can blame that thunderstorm with thousands of knives. There are so many trees in the mountain. You say which one is not good for you to chop. You have to chop up that century-old tree. It's just a split. It's unavoidable to break a few branches. Can you just split the whole tree in half from the middle? Personnel?

Forget about splitting it in half. The jar was also split into pieces. At that time, Qing Huan knew it was going to be bad. She watched dozens of black gas emerge from the jar and then disappeared instantly. She didn't have time to catch it.

The most irritating thing is that the thunderstorm stopped after splitting the jar, and it was so mad that it seemed that it also knew that it had done something wrong, so it didn't dare to rain again.

...As far as I can tell, she just feels comfortable sitting in the corner of the wall and basking in the sun. If only she could take a comfortable hot bath and change into clean clothes, she has never been so sloppy in her life. , I wear the same clothes for more than half a month. Fortunately, it is not too hot in early summer. Otherwise, if I sweat every day, Qing Huan will immediately go back to the mountains to escape the heat.

She sat cross-legged in the corner across the road waiting for the wedding to end, but she waited to be drowsy by the sun, and when she woke up, she saw a handsome face magnified in front of her, and she was so frightened Leaning back, her head just hit the wall, and the pain caused her to burst into tears: "Ah..."

"Are you all right?" the man asked. He wanted to rub her but was avoided by Qing Huan. She was aggrieved to death: "What are you doing to scare me!"

"Sorry, I just saw you falling asleep here, so I just wanted to remind you."

Qing Huan is living as a homeless person now. Maybe she doesn't dress as well as a homeless person. How can this man be so kind? She rubbed her head and looked at the person in front of her, wow, she looks really good. I sighed in my heart, "Is something wrong?"

"I was a guest at the wedding just now. I was very interested to hear what you said. Can you show me what you have?"

It doesn't matter. Qing Huan stretched out her right hand. Her Heavenly Thunder Talisman is naturally born in the palm of her hand. Ordinary ghosts don't dare to approach. Usually, she uses this to distinguish ghosts with enough power to transform into a human body. But no one had ever gotten so close to her, and this man was still gently stroking her tender palm with his fingertips.

Qing Huan was ticklish and couldn't help but shrank back and pulled her hand back: "Don't touch your feet."

"I'm sorry." The man smiled softly, "By the way, the wedding is over, the bride and groom are going to the hotel, we are going to have a wedding banquet, do you want to come?"

Qing Huan really wanted to have the guts to refuse, but her stomach growled... The beautiful cat eyes were half-squinted lazily, but now they are wide open: "Can I go? Can I go like this? Great, the bride and groom won't welcome me? Can I eat?"

I asked a series of questions, and to put it bluntly, I didn't want to eat. The man was amused by her. At the meeting just now, he thought that the girl was very interesting, and he was really curious about how someone would dress up like this and say pedantic and outdated words these days. "Of course, they will still give me this thin noodles."

After hearing this, Qing Huan immediately jumped up from the ground: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

The man brought her to the hotel, and Qing Huan only knew that his name was Lian, and he didn't know whether his last name was Lian or his first name. Anyway, everyone called him Mr. Lian, and everyone was respectful as if he was very powerful. The man that Qing Huan had seen in her life was full of calculations. Before going down the mountain, there was only one man, and he was still a bad old man with a beard. Such a handsome and gentle man is really unbearable, she was almost moved, but fortunately she remembered in time that she was barely a monk, so she could hold it.

At the wedding banquet, the bride and groom came over to make a toast. They respected Lian, including the parents on both sides. Seeing her by Lian's side, they didn't say anything. The attitude was completely different from that in the church before. Qinghuan doesn't care what other people do to her. In her opinion, it is her responsibility to save people. Whether others thank her is their freedom, so she never insists on it, as long as she has a bowl of rice to eat, if she has money... It is not impossible to give some.

But this time she didn't think about it, but kept looking at the ghost on the groom's back. She doesn't seem to hate this man, but loves him very much, her cheeks are against his back, her eyes are covered with blood-stained hair, so she can't see any expression, but judging from the aura she shows around her body , She didn't seem to have any intention of harming this man, she just wanted to follow him, make him restless and make it difficult for him to sleep day and night.

There is hate and there is love.

Qing Huan couldn't help but sighed. Although she is a novice, she is barely experienced, and she is especially rich in theoretical knowledge. Most of the female ghosts she has seen, what the master has talked about, and the female ghosts that the master has taken in are trapped in love. Many are gentle and kind in life, but they will abandon that kindness and kindness after death.

They don't know what treasures they've lost, and the people who hurt them don't know what they've done wrong. The world is sometimes cruel and merciless.

Lian finished the glass of wine to save face, and smiled at Qing Huan: "What's the matter, you look very heavy."

"It's nothing." Ordinary people don't believe it, so Qing Huan usually doesn't say anything if he doesn't say anything. Even this person is very good. He brought her to dinner and talked to her in such a soft voice. She has met a lot of people in the past few months. Seeing her dressed like this, she either feels crazy or keeps her away. Speaking of which, she is the first person to approach her.

Qing Huan was hungry, so although her brain was running fast, her mouth and hands didn't stop. She has already eaten one-third of the food on the table when other people are chatting. It's easy to do it alone. Who told her that she hadn't eaten for three whole days before, and the few dollars left had to be used for future planning. Have a plan and don't waste money.

Lian saw that she didn't want to tell herself, so she smiled lightly, Qing Huan aimed at a piece of watermelon in the fruit bowl, but as soon as the chopsticks reached over, a slender hand quickly took the watermelon away, she could only use The longing eyes followed the watermelon, only to find that sitting opposite him was a handsome man no less than Lilian.

It's just that this man is very different from Lian, more easy-going and more lazy. His black shirt was unbuttoned twice, revealing a fair but firm chest. At this moment, he was holding the piece of watermelon that Qinghuan wanted to eat, but he didn't eat it. He was just playing with it. It's all broken - if you don't want to eat it, you can give it to me, I don't dislike it!

Maybe her eyes were full of longing, and the man in the black shirt found it, first looked at the watermelon and then at Qinghuan, and laughed: "Do you want?"

Yes, yes, she nods sharply.

The man smiled at her, picked it up, and just when Qing Huan thought he was going to give it to her, he put it to his mouth and took a bite. The sound is crisp and clear, Qing Huan can imagine how full the piece of watermelon is, taking a bite, the sweet watermelon juice fills the mouth, and it is even more delicious to swallow.

Alas.

Lian noticed, and then there was a fruit bowl in front of Qing Huan, which was a fresh watermelon that was neatly cut. She was so surprised that she bowed her hands to Lian, like a kitten: "You are such a good person!"

While speaking, he glanced at the man in the black shirt again. The expression in his eyes was very obvious. They were all people. The difference was really big!

The man in the black shirt was speechless at the sight of Qinghuan, and he was a little stunned when he covered his heart. Oh, what's going on with this dirty little Taoist nun... His heart was hot when he looked at him, why his eyes So bright, with messy hair and dust on his face. Speaking of which, isn't that guy a clean freak? How could he take such care of a little Taoist girl?

Then the man thought about the situation of Lian's family, and he immediately understood. He thought that he was in a hurry and went to the doctor. Although this little Taoist girl said she didn't know the origin, it might be a swindle, but there are two brushes in the end. Everyone in the church just now all seen.

Qing Huan doesn't know what these people are thinking, and she doesn't care at all. What she cares most about now is whether she can stop going to the toilet after eating this plate of watermelon, so that she can wait for the next wave. !

I didn't realize that everyone else at the table was looking at her, because everyone was embarrassed to move the chopsticks, and she was the only one having a good time. Especially because the two beautiful men are sitting at this table, the young girls at the same table are even more embarrassed to eat. As a result, the attention of the beautiful men is all attracted by this dirty girl who eats and drinks, you say it's irritating Not angry?

It took another half an hour for Qing Huan to be full. She patted her stomach and almost cried. In this way, she would not have to worry about the food for the next three days, and she would not be hungry for several days after eating one meal.

When you are full, you have the mood to solve the problem.

She looked at the groom again, and as the bride and groom moved to toast at each table, the ghost on his back would also follow his movements to hold the wine glass, as if it were also a bride. .

The emotional dispute between the two is certain, but I don't know what happened. Qing Huan is not very good at dealing with this, because the evil ghosts she has seen can't understand human words. When they decide to stay in this world, they have actually lost the most important thing as a human being.

It is simply impossible to think that everything will be the same as before.

That's why I say that people and ghosts have different paths.