The tingling sensation was only for a moment. It's like being scalded by Mars. Chang Sihao blinked. Before I could taste it, it was clear whether it was a beam of gaze or reflected sunlight. Suddenly I realized that the man in the flower shirt on the noodle tea stall was gone. There were a few more spinning old coins on the table.

He was slightly stunned. I peeked out the window to take a closer look. Suddenly, the wind is not good. Hurry up and shrink your neck. A stool fell from a tumbling stool in the sky. "Snap" lightly on the slope of the cornices outside the window. Follow the flower shirt to move. There was one more person on the stool. Curled up like a cat." He smiled. He beckoned inside, "Caili." It's served. Why is it so slow? ”

"Here we are. ”

The guy sang loudly. Hand end trays. Serve the dishes on the table in the same way. While swinging his mouth, he reported the name of the dish. After finishing the work, I picked the tray and kept it. Only then did I see the man in the flower shirt outside the window. Dengshi was taken aback. When you take a step back and take a closer look. I saw him put his hands on his knees. Squat on the edge of a small square stool. Two of the four stool legs touch the ground and two hang in the air. Stuck between the eaves. It's like juggling.

The owner of the noodle tea stall poked his head out from under the parasol. Look left and right. Muttered, "Huh." Where's my stool? Who took it. ”

The man in the flower-shirted turned around and beckoned downward. Laughing: "Here." Here's it. Borrow it for a while. He hooked his wrist with five fingers and a half. It's like a cat's claw. The stool swayed as he beckoned. It looks like it's going to fall off the eaves at any moment.

Chang Sihao realized when he heard the "meow". This is the man on the roof of the East Wing yesterday. It's just that yesterday he wore a pink shirt. Today it's a floral shirt. It's closer at the moment. to understand. It turned out that the flowers were dirty. I saw him smiling. The forehead and temples are like fluffy hair. It's like a girl who has never opened her face. He looks like he is twenty-five or sixteen years old. but his beard is stubble. It makes people look old. He asked at the moment, "Brother Tai." Where's your umbrella? ”

The man in the flower shirt smiled: "It's a sunny day." What umbrella to bring. As he spoke, he reached for the roast chicken on the table. Tang Moxian's chopsticks immediately leaned out. Point its wrist bone. The man in the flower shirt laughed. Turn claws into flat palms. Gently press your fingertips to the edge of the plate.。。 Chopsticks brushed over the back of his hand. At the same time, the side of the plate "clicked" sounded. Grilled chicken bounces. Fly out the window. He has a mouth. I hold a chicken butt. Tang Moxian raised his eyebrows. One arm jerked up. Chang Sihao hurriedly raised his hand. Blocked his wrist and tilted it upwards. "Tuk tuk" sounded softly. Two chopsticks and a sleeve arrow were driven into the window at the same time. The restaurant guy was bluffed into sitting on the ground. Weakness in the legs. Grabbed the staircase railing and climbed to the side.

The man in the flower shirt bit off the chicken butt and chewed it in his mouth. Shaking his head and laughing, "Stingy." Tang Gate pattern. It's not that big. "I also learned Tang Moxian's technique and raised my hand. Grilled chicken flies out. The body of the chicken suddenly turned white the moment it left its fingertips. When the spin falls back into the plate. has become slippery. It turned out that the whole chicken skin was torn off by him.

The chicken skin was roasted and shiny sugar. Crisp and slightly charred. But he was able to tear it off the whole sheet the moment he got rid of it. This is no slouch. The Tang Gate is known for its hidden weapons. It is especially strong for finger and wrist kung fu. Seeing that the other party's hand revealed a foundation far beyond himself. The Tang brothers all took a breath of cold air.

The man in the flower shirt smiled and shoved a handful of chicken skins into his mouth.

Chang Sihao bowed his hand: "Brother Tai is good." I don't know ......" The voice faded because the other party shook his fingers.

The man in the flower shirt chewed on his cheeks. smiled: "The heir of the old swordsman Xu." How can you not grow like this? ”

Chang Sihao was a little stunned. The man pointed to the cup on the table, "You see if it's good." Chang Sihao: "...... Nothing bad. The man scratched his knees and laughed, "It's not bad. It's just good. What about me. Tang Mo Enqi said: "A cup is a cup." You are you. What does it matter. The man said, "The cup is me." I am the cup. The cups were good. I'm fine. Why bother saying yes? Tang Moxian patted the table and said, "I think your baby is crazy." ”

The man swallowed the goose skin. Haha laughed: "yes." The world is me. I am the world. You are him. He is who I am. I am you. You're crazy. A madman is a cup. The cup is the chicken. ”

Tang Moxian said: "Okay." I invite you to eat chicken. His wrist shook. The tea in the cup is spilled in flakes. The movements are stealthy and swift. The water flakes cover all possible directions for the opponent to dodge.

The man didn't respond. was splashed with flowers all over his face.

Everyone was surprised at this time. for this man is on the eaves. Whether it's jumping or sideways. At least avoid the face. It's a shame for the tea to get on the clothes. But it's not so embarrassing. And he didn't even move. Apparently ready for this splash. Martial arts people pay great attention to face. Wouldn't it be a shame for him to do so?

I saw the man's eyebrows crooked. The wings of the nose fanned and sniffed the tea. smiled: "Ambergris rolls are angry and flying." Qingfang is alone and wins Hanmei. Out of the wall, the red apricot hurts the plum old. It's hard to make a boudoir on the edge of the cup. "Talking like a cat washing its face. He rubbed his hands with water. While washing, he said, "It's so fragrant." Ha ha. It smells so good. "He had chicken fat on his hands. Wipe is done. Got a sticky beard. The face is shiny. It's dirtier. I don't know how to praise those two sentences "so fragrant". Refers to the aroma of tea. It's still chicken-scented.

Chang Sihao observed him: "Listen to Brother Tai's words. It seems that he is quite dissatisfied with the righteousness of the sword family. ”

The man smiled, "The world is one family." Why bother with the sword family. The universe is clear. And why disagree with anyone's statements. ”

Chang Sihao said: "Why did that brother Tai make sarcastic remarks. The man laughed, "What I just said." How is it different from what Xu Qiu's tomb said? Chang Sihao thought back attentively. And it is. Old swordsman Xu said, 'I am you. You are me'. Then the man in front of him said he was crazy. The madman is him. In fact, there is no difference. The same words came out of two different mouths. Why one is like the truth. One of them is like a mockery.

The man smiled: "Old Xu often says, 'Realize the true self'." I come and I go. I'm going to come to someone. It's nothing more than being in each other's realm. Where there is each other, there is a difference. Where there is a difference, there is right and wrong. The Hundred Swords Alliance fell into trouble. Ruined is wrong. It's no accident. Old Xu Shang didn't know what to do. Why should others think of him? ”

Chang Sihao sneered: "It seems that the brothers and sisters have surpassed each other's realm. So there is no distinction between each other. No wonder you take people's things. It's like taking your own. The man smiled and said, "There is no encounter in the world. Everyone is a family. It's only because you've forgotten the past that it's strange. Chang Sihao asked: "That brother Tai takes things from his family." It should be generous. Why are you sneaky? The man put the back of his hand on his cheek. Said with a little sadness: "Only I remember that everyone is a relative. Others have forgotten. I don't believe it either. Wouldn't it be troublesome to explain. So it's better to explain than not to explain. It's better to know than not to explain. Ignorance is nothingness. Nothing. Look at the water moon tower. Shadow of the wind and the earth. Crowds come and go. I'm quiet. Isn't it a great joy? ”

Chang Sihao's eyes were hollow. muttered, "That's the statement." It's a bit like a friend of mine. ”

The man said, "He often takes things indiscriminately. ”

Chang Sihao shook his head: "On the contrary." He never touched other people's things. but he was always wronged. ”

The man smiled: "I feel wronged." It's often because you live too reasonably. We are all relatives. Love each other and wronged each other together. It's all normal. Because I love you, I can't see your wolf heart and dog lungs. I can't look down on you if you are wronged. Since they are all half blind. And why care about what is wronged or not. ”

"Big brother. ”

The little girl downstairs finished her noodle soup. Held by a woman. He was waving goodbye upstairs. Show your appreciation.

The man in the flower shirt also smiled and beckoned.

Chang Sihao said: "It seems that this girl is also your relative." ”

The man grinned and nodded.

Li Shuangji interjected: "You let her eat the stolen goods." What kind of relatives are you? The man said, "She is obviously eating noodle soup." Li Shuangji said angrily: "What about the one she wears around her neck." The man said, "It's a string of beads." Li Shuangji said: "Where did the beads come from?" The man said, "I exchanged it for a jade fan." Li Shuangji glared: "The jade fan is not a thief." The man laughed, "Even if it is." But it was worn around her neck. ”

Li Shuangji was so angry that he took a sip. It's spitting in his face.

The man laughed. Make nothing of. The spit slid down his oily face. Pull out the long silk thread. Drops on the eaves. It made everyone feel sick.

Kobayashi Zongqing said together: "Amitabha." There is no reason to be merciful. The same body is sad. I just listened to the words of the donor. It is quite consistent with the essence of Buddhism. But stealing is not to be taken. Regardless of whether you are a monk at home. None of this is legitimate. The donor's actions are harmful to others and to himself. Self-discipline is also the case. "The Buddha's family is not fateful. It refers to non-distinction, attachment and attachment. Oneness is the view of all living beings with one's own body. Obviously, his idea of "not distinguishing between the other" can be compared to that of the Buddha. To become a monk for the layman. It can be regarded as a great compliment. However, Buddhism pays attention to "precepts, concentration, and wisdom". It can be determined after the precept. After the determination, you can be wise. The last few sentences say that the other party has committed the great precept of stealing. Again, it was a fundamental veto to his actions.

The man laughed when he heard this: "I don't know if it hurts others and myself." Don't bother to think about it. But now she and I are happy. ”

Kobayashi Zongqing said: "The donor only cares about his own happiness. You can imagine that people who lose their belongings will be sad. ”

The man looked at him with a smile: "May I ask the great monk." People who are attached to things. Will it be happy. ”

Kobayashi Zongqing was speechless.

People who lose things are sad. It's because there are stubborn ideas in my heart. i.e. "mine is mine". If you let go of this attachment. What is man's is mine. Mine is also human. It doesn't matter who it belongs to. It's the same whether you lose it or not. What's so sad about it? Visible. Sad or not. It's not about losing or not losing. It's about attachment.

Chang Sihao laughed and said: "What Your Excellency said is strange and crooked. It's also delicious. Teachable and teachable. ”

The man smiled, "My own people." Own. You are welcome. You are welcome. He stretched out his hand. He grabbed a pig's trotter with sauce on the table and gnawed it. His beard had been stuck to his face with chicken fat before. It's itchy. So he scratched his cheeks and scratched his face while eating. It's full of sauce on the lips and cheeks. Chang Sihao saw that he was as innocent as a child. I couldn't help but laugh too. At this moment, there was the neighing of horses outside the window. At the corner of the street, two horses slowed down. Immediately a man and a woman. The body is covered with checkered clothes. Brilliant colors. A person reaches middle age. The eyebrows are cold. A full braid. Smiling eyes.

Chang Sihao recognized it as Yan Linyuan's father and daughter as soon as he saw it. I thought to myself, "Huh. And they came, too. Look back and forth between the two of them. I didn't see Huo Li Guwen walking together. At this time, Yan Shumei was gesturing on the horse. Apparently meant to eat. Seeing my father nod. Then he galloped forward. Look twice. See if there is a suitable restaurant.

The man in the flower shirt saw her smiling face. Immediately, he smiled. Toss the trotters. Grabbed the stool and jumped down. The toes touch the ground slightly. Bounced back up. A heel fight in the air. Head under toe. Turned in front of Yan Shumei. Take advantage of the staggered heads of the two. A gentle kiss on her lips like a dragonfly in water. When you land safely. The small stool was also steadily thrown back to the noodle tea stall.

Yan Shumei blinked. Press your lips with your fingers. Only then did I realize that I had been kissed. Take a look from the side. I saw a man in front of the horse looking up at him with a smile. She has lived on the side for a long time. I am used to seeing Mongolian and Tibetan Hui people. Look, this man's hands are full of oil. I don't get bored. The kiss just now came suddenly. She didn't seem to be upset. Lick your lips. I still think the sauce tastes good. Instead, he laughed.

The man in the floral shirt tilted his head. With a smile on his face: "Under the blue sky and white sun." You can see the beauty of the night. What a godsend. Creation is magical. Chang Sihao, Li Shuangji, Tang Brothers and others in the restaurant were shocked when they heard this. I thought to myself, this madman's mouth can't spit out ivory. Say what "the beauty of the night". It's not that this girl is too dark.

Yan Shumei didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this. A slight smile of gratitude. Stirrups under your feet. The horse moved forward. The man in the flowered shirt grabbed the bridle. Follow the horse and say, "Night Maiden." How are you leaving. I'm not done yet. Shall I sing you a little song? His eyes did not leave Yan Shumei's face. As he spoke, he grinned and circled around the horse's head. He hummed in his mouth: "Girl, you are beautiful, you are fragrant." The nose is a small hill where the wind rests...... "Everyone upstairs heard a burst of numbness. They all thought: "This guy is not really crazy, but also half-crazy." Not half-crazy. Also a nymphomaniac. Otherwise such a vulgar song. How could he sing. Li Shuangji rubbed his arms. Especially uncomfortable. muttered: "No wonder he loves to eat chicken ......" Chang Sihao couldn't help laughing. I saw the man in the flower shirt sing a few words and asked, "Night girl." Why don't you say anything? Yan Shumei looked at him. Gaze down. The man understood, "Oh. I know. Laughing: "Because you are a quiet night." It was so quiet that there was no sound of cicadas. There was no birdsong. No frog jumps. There was no wind groaning. Right. ”

Listened to this. Yan Shumei laughed again. A mouth full of white teeth is exposed. She was born very well. But when you laugh, the affinity increases dramatically. At this moment, it is more like being glowed with twelve points of beauty. Even some of it was glorious. The man in the flower shirt was so happy to see her. I also smiled from ear to ear.

Yan Shumei gestured to his mouth. Pointing forward. The man in the flower shirt understood at first sight. smiled: "Is the girl going to dinner?" That's just right. I have friends in this restaurant. The dishes are all ordered. Let's go up and eat together. As usual, Sihao pointed to the window.

Everyone upstairs collapsed at the same time. I thought this guy was a "self-cooked". It's too polite to say that it's a "friend". Maybe it's in his heart. Everyone is also his "relative". It's just a matter of "eating and drinking grandson, not thanking grandson".

Yan Shumei's attention was originally on this man. At this moment, he looked at his fingers. I saw Chang Sihao and Kobayashi Zongqing and others at the window. His face immediately froze.