"I just grew a few hundred a few days ago, and now I can get 2.5 thousand." I parked my car. "If you don’t have enough money, I’ll put you here!"
"I am the daughter of the vice governor. Who dares to detain me?" Wang Yanpei responded to my joke with a joke.
Although I was psychologically prepared, the price of hotel food still made me frown secretly, not because I was distressed by money, but because I felt that it was not worth a bowl of blood swallow ginseng porridge, and I dared to ask for 10 thousand. Nevertheless, I gritted my teeth and ordered the most expensive dish on the menu.
"What are you doing?" Wang Yanpei couldn’t help feeling distressed when she saw me posing as a saucepan seller.
"Treat the imperial concubine" I said half jokingly.
Who knows that this sentence is a disaster? Wang Yanpei turned red when she heard it. "Do you still dislike me?"
"Dislike what?" My second monk couldn’t figure out what she meant.
"Previous life" Wang Yanpei said that she actually wanted to cry.
"No, no, I’m just kidding." I quickly got up and explained.
"Hey, hey, I’m teasing you." Wang Yanpei smiled and suddenly it became cloudy and sunny.
"Come and taste this 10,000 porridge." I said, bringing it to her like a bird’s nest porridge. Wang Yanpei’s mood is always changing, sometimes laughing and joking, sometimes sad and sorrowful, sometimes hysterical, sometimes gentle and graceful, and I am afraid to say anything casually. Even so, my heart is very considerate of her, and people know that her life is not long, and her mood is not stable.
"I spent a while when I was traveling. I’ll see what you take to settle the bill." Wang Yanpei picked up the spoon with a smile.
"I put myself here to brush dishes for two years." I reached for more than ten yuan. A "Luoyang Peony" took a bite of grass and it was a small flower roll with mixed noodles.
I haven’t eaten seriously for several days, and Wang Yanpei has a good appetite today. I carefully accompanied her to finish this meal worth more than 60 thousand
Naturally, I didn’t bring so much cash to swipe my card.
"Where did you get so much money?" Wang Yanpei was curious to take the Peony Platinum Card in my hand. It takes a million models in the bank to handle this card. The big city where Wang Yanpei grew up naturally knows this.
"Steal" me and tell the truth
"Steal from where?" Wang Yanpei raised her eyebrows and asked
"I stole a part of Li Zicheng’s buried salary in Kunlun Mountain and sold it for more than 400 million." I told the truth without reservation.
"Is there 400 million in this card?" Wang Yanpei shook his card and asked.
"More than 20 million Henan has spent part of it in the hands of my senior sister." I said and helped her to the bar. The two rooms are very close to Mount Tai, and it won’t take long to reach the top of the mountain.
As soon as I entered the room, Wang Yanpei vomited, and she vomited everything she had eaten before. Looking at her with a sanitary ware, she vomited painfully. I was so worried that I helped her clean the filth and gargle with water.
After more than half an hour, she finally stopped vomiting and fell asleep in bed. I stood by the bed and looked at her pale face and tiny sweat on her forehead. She was really dying.
After observing her life, the soul didn’t change much, so I moved to a chair and sat down on her bedside to guard her carefully.
Because I didn’t sleep for two days and two nights, and the temperature in the room was very high, I soon became confused. I don’t know how long it took before I felt that Wang Yanpei’s breath had a slight change. I quickly opened my eyes and saw that Wang Yanpei had woken up and was groping for the bedside light.
"Are you hungry?" I got up and took a photo. It was only after six o’clock that it got dark and early in winter.
"Not hungry" Wang Yanpei shook her head and said.
"Have some water." I went to the water cooler and took a cup of hot water and handed it to her.
"I’m not thirsty." Wang Yanpei stretched out his hand and took the cup and put it on the bedside coffee table. "You can talk with me for a while."
"Say what?" I habitually took out my cigarette, hesitated and put it back in my pocket.
"Go ahead. I’m not that delicate." Wang Yanpei leaned over. "Tell me about the past. I want to know."
"When the weather is fine, I will take you to Mount Tai to remind you of the past." I took out my cigarette and lit one.
"Then tell me something interesting first." Wang Yanpei held out her hands and the bird flew. "How did you learn to fly and the one who knocked down the house that night?" Wang Yanpei turned to one hand and pinched her waist to imitate my move when I moved mountains.
"My posture is not so ugly, is it?" I was amused by her.
"Come on, I want to hear it," said Wang Yanpei, lifting the bed pillow. It seems that she was used to holding dolls when she was a child.
"It will take a long time to say this, and I can’t finish it for a while." I want to think about it and I don’t know where.
"Come on, we have time anyway," Wang Yanpei urged.
When I heard her words, my heart was sour again. What she lacked most now was to try to calm down her emotions and smiled at her. "That starts with Niu Jingang going home to visit relatives …"
I tried to tell her a brief story about our monastic experience, but I wanted to tell her a brief story. Wang Yanpei refused to ask for details about many things. What about the size of Venus Sha Jinzhu’s shell with white hair? I made a detailed description one by one. When talking about the fourth time in Kunlun, she asked me to compare with them. I said a sentence "You are a peony, she is a lotus, charming and elegant", and this sentence was a disaster for Wang Yanpei.
It seems that you can’t tell the truth after the truth, but you have to get into trouble.
Chapter 165 Every possible way to accommodate
Because I heard the interest and slept for one afternoon during the day, Wang Yanpei pestered me with interest and let me finish. I naturally couldn’t bear to refute her interest, so I told her what Kunlun had seen and heard one by one.
"Can I go after your master lives in that place?" Listen to me, Wang Yanpei, when I talk about the teacher, the Three Sages, the real person’s soul returning to the blessed land, and all kinds of magical longing are asked.
I shook my head to signal that Wang Yanpei is not a monk. After death, the soul naturally cannot go there. Only when it reaches the peak of purple gas can it be qualified to enter the land of spiritual return.
"Will you go there later?" Wang Yanpei asked
I shook my head again.
"You are so powerful that you can’t go?" Wang Yanpei looked surprised. In her eyes, I almost became an omnipotent immortal, but I didn’t know that I was a gas watcher with lavender aura, and I was a little tricky when I got purple gas.
"It’s not that I can’t go, but I don’t want to go." I sighed and shook my head. Anyway, I have broken the dream of a monk, and it’s not a problem to wait until the end of my life to reach the peak of purple.
"Then where do you want to go?" Wang Yanpei looked at me doubtfully.
"I’ll go wherever you go." Looking at Rebecca’s delicate and familiar face, I spoke from the bottom of my heart.
"What if I go to hell?" Wang Yanpei also joked with me.
"Then I’ll come to you!" I smiled and replied.
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