Qin Zong's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he couldn't see any emotion.

He didn't answer the simple words, but shook the bottle between his slender fingers, and from time to time he raised his head to drink, and in a short time a pile of bottles was empty.

Jian frowned slightly, pressed his eyebrows with his right hand, grabbed the wine bottle with his left hand, and glanced at each other with Liu Wu, both of which saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Liu Wu: "Third brother! Don't drink it! ”

"If you drink it again, you'll be really drunk!"

"It's useless for you to drink like this!"

Liu Wuxian frowned, he really couldn't look at it, the third brother had never been like this.

"I'll call Yan Tao over!"

"I'm going to ask him what the hell is going on!"

The third brother who provoked him has become what he is now!

Hearing this, Qin Zong raised his handsome face slightly, the light under his eyes was cold and cold, and his expression was also cold, as terrifying as frosty ice and iron in winter.

The eyes were cold and full of warnings.

Frightened, Liu Wu retreated and shrunk his neck to see the simplicity.

"Second brother! What shall we do? ”

Easy frowned slightly.

Qin Zong is like this, but he can't solve this matter.

"Let's drink."

"Today, we will accompany you to get drunk."

Jian reopened a bottle of wine and handed it to Liu Wu, "Around, our brothers haven't drunk together for a long time." ”

"The last time I drank was many years ago......

Liu Wu's eyes moved slightly, and he followed with his head raised and poured wine.

Qin Zong sat on the sofa, his hands on his laps at will, his body was cold, his face was cold and noble, and he faintly revealed a chill.

The heart is disturbed, and there is some vague heartache and confusion.

Rarely did he feel so low.

Just hang your head and go drink.

*

Qingyang view.

After eating, Young Master Yan sat bored on the steps in the courtyard, his slender legs fell to the ground over the two steps, and his posture was lazy, but his face made people feel depressed.

There are many kinds of birds and finches on the eaves of Qingyang Temple, and there are even owls hanging upside down.

One or two are not afraid of people, they fall in the courtyard and peck at food, and they are chattering and jumping around,

Wuchen also sat on the steps, sensing the young man's slightly depressed mood, and smiled lightly, "Young Master Yan, if you have something to worry about, you can say it, maybe I can help?" ”

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, his eyes fluttered lightly on the dusty surface, his thin lips were lightly hooked, and he smiled silently, "Wuchen, you have worshiped the Buddhist temple since you were a child, who did you like when you were a teenager?" Violated the precepts of the temple? ”

“…… Breaking the precepts is naturally a common thing," Wuchen smiled, a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, "I didn't want to become a monk at that time, it was common to run out of the temple, but Senior Brother Wuzhi had great expectations for me, hoping that I could seriously study the Buddhist scriptures and comprehend the truth of Buddhism." When you are young, you are rebellious and punished. ”

"It was only then that something happened, and I suddenly had an epiphany that some people in this world are destined. It's like I, according to the words of the abbot, entering the Buddha gate and becoming a monk is the path I should take in this life. ”

When Wuchen spoke, he raised his eyes slightly, and the stars on the deep canopy shone brightly, he raised his hand slightly, and a string of Buddhist beads was wrapped around his white wrist.

The young and handsome monk looked up at the sky, his expression was compassionate, and his face was dusty, not stained with half red dust.