Cold night, lonely people.

Under the moon, at the base of the wall, two people, one horse.

A cool breeze blew, and the summer night was so cold.

The peony woman shrunk her jade neck, making a pair of fragrant shoulders weak and pitiful: "No Zen, I'm cold." ”

From huge wealth to extreme poverty, but for half a day, this is a huge psychological gap, and the girl who is as strong as Peony is also a little unacceptable: "No Zen! I'm cold!" The monk sat alone, and said without heart or lungs: "Sister Peony, no Zen is not cold." It is the state of the world that is cold, it is the unpredictability of people's hearts, and it is the ups and downs of life that are not too fast, how not to make people sigh and look at the sky speechless: "Wuzen, you remember, when I say cold, you have to take off your clothes and drape them on my body." ”

"Yes!" Wuzen took off his robe and draped it over her: "And then?"

There is no then, the peony girl looked at the stars in the sky, and the moon: "No Zen, let's retire to the rivers and lakes!"

"Huh?"

The Wuzen monk was confused again, but this time the peony woman didn't bother to point him out: "Annoy the person! Go! Sit on the side!" The so-called wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and the so-called people walking by the river will inevitably not get their shoes wet, or the so-called people will be stabbed in the rivers and lakes sooner or later, this is the case. The peony woman is tired of this rivers and lakes, tired of the disturbance of right and wrong, and the intention of retreating is like this. Previously, after careful analysis and rigorous argumentation, the Peony Woman has already made up her mind at this moment.

- Fooled!

After losing the money, sending the officials on errands, appeasing the good people, and the families of the deceased.

After being penniless and destitute, I saw the good people rejoicing and walked away with their shoulders hooked.

After seeing the dead come back to life one after another, those who are missing legs give birth to feet, and those who have broken arms grow hands.

After being kind and charitable, doing chivalrous deeds, giving money to people and being abandoned by people, and being left out in the cold.

The Peony Woman finally understands that this time, she was fooled again!

The bright night sky, the starry sky, and the bright moonlight are so beautiful. The willows blow in the evening breeze, the frogs call the insects, and the lights are shining, how beautiful it is. People are cold and warm, their veins are long, and the shadow is a pair, how beautiful it is. It's very beautiful, it's all beautiful, so beautiful that the peony wants to cry, but why is there so much ugliness in the world, not ashamed, but ostentatious, they cheat the money, they cheat the peony, will they be happy?

In fact, Peony doesn't have to lie at all, as long as they open their mouths, Peony will give it to them.

In fact, Peony doesn't care about money, she doesn't care at all, all Peony cares about is affection.

In fact, the peony understands everything in his heart, and the peony is made of gold, silver, yellow and white things to make them appear in their original form.

In fact, the peony has good intentions, and it is to use iron-like facts to teach Wuzen, which is easy to obtain and unpredictable.

Of course, all of the above is reflected by the Peony Woman after suffering a secret loss and sulking and losing her temper, and the Peony Girl is an aftermath female Zhuge .

All the time.

In any case, now there is no money to live in the hotel and eat, and the two of them are living on the streets, with nowhere to talk about desolation.

It was even more involved in rouge.

Of course, rouge, like peonies, as long as there is someone you like, you will go to hell and become heaven. Of course, the peony girl doesn't care about money, and the monk Wuzen has no concept of money at all, so the two of them sleep on the street together, and they are very happy. Of course, what the Peony Woman said was just angry words, this Jianghu is indispensable to the king of flowers and the phoenix of heroes, and no blow or tribulation can stop a bright avenue ahead-

When the chivalrous battle is in progress!

As the so-called mountains and rivers are poor and there is no way out, it can be said that it is another village!

There is a way, only people think!

One word, when!

The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is the back.

When the monk changed back into a monk, the peony girl had two or five dollars of silver, plus a large handful of copper plates. Silver is the right justice, and copper is the result of reasoning. The Peony girl waved her arms proudly and showed off: "Wu Zen, how is it?" The Wu Zen monk admired and worshipped, respecting like a god: "Sister Peony, you are so amazing!" Rouge looked left and right, his eyes were confused: "Puff!"

Two people and one horse, facing the rising sun, marching in high spirits!

History, since then turned the old page, the rivers and lakes, from then on to open a new chapter.

Noodle stalls.

The two of them are eating noodles, and they eat eighteen bowls of clear soup noodles without Zen.

Peony eat a bowl, three fresh noodles.

Rouge eats bean cakes, six.

Total consumption: one tael and five pieces of silver, plus a handful of copper plates.

It's just a breakfast, and most of it has been spent. In fact, the amount of food that the monk has now is not as good as before, otherwise the silver money on the peony girl is not enough at all. The peony girl looked at the small silver in the size of a broad bean in her palm, and said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, your noodles are too expensive!" The boss said: "A bowl of clear soup noodles is ten yuan, a total of one hundred and eighty yuan, three fresh noodles are one or two silver, six bean cakes are five dollars of silver, a total of one or two five dollars of silver plus one hundred and eighty copper plates, this is fifty-four copper plates, and there are still one hundred and twenty-six copper plates, so it should be—"

This is still discounted, discounted, and the peony girl should be content.

"If you don't belong to your home, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are!" the peony girl sighed, patted her buttocks, and left.

Satisfactorily followed behind and walked happily together.

It's not noon.

The same pocket is empty, and it is penniless.

Peony and Wuzen are holding a sugar gourd in their hands, and they are wandering around while eating.

Rouge followed behind with his head bowed, bored.

"Sister Peony, what should you do this time?" Monk Wuzen was still unsatisfied, and he became addicted. In just two hours, the pawnshop entered eight times, and there was nothing to do, and the Peony Woman's change of clothes was finished: "Or, take the rouge?" The two looked at each other and looked at the rouge together. Rouge looked at the two of them with a pair of innocent and amorous eyes, and seemed to have no opinion. The two nodded to each other, and they had a heart at the moment.

No kidding, just do what you say.

Never too late to mend.

This pawnshop is fair and reasonable, and the master of the pawnshop is very warm and friendly, and both of them recognize it.

Rouge was taken as two hundred taels of silver and taken away.

Rouge has no opinion, just when you are tired of shopping, you need to take a break, eat some forage here, and get some sleep.

Of course, it is only a pawn, which can be redeemed, and two hundred taels of silver is not much.

It's not much.

The two entered the restaurant, ordered a few dishes, and drank a little wine. After I had my fill of wine and food, I started shopping again. Of course, the Peony Woman is not lounging, the Peony Woman is looking for an opportunity to fight against violence and peace, and by the way, buy a little flavor and gouache to make up for makeup. Of course, Monk Wuzen is not following her Sister Peony around, Monk Wuzen is looking for his eldest brother Fang Yin, because Sister Peony said that his eldest brother Fang Yin is here.

It's very peaceful today, there is no bad guy, look for it, look for it.

Brother Fang Yin, Brother Fang Yin, look for it, look for it.

Find the old in the wilderness.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is dusk. The silver flew faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was poor and white.

Cold night, lonely people.

Under the moon, at the base of the wall, two people, without horses.

A cold wind blew through, and for a while, and for a while, like a knife, and the knife urged people to grow old.

The peony woman shrunk her neck, making a pair of big eyes hidden in the dark night: "No Zen, I'm hungry." ”

Monk Wuzen was shirtless, and stepped forward to put on a monk's robe for her tenderly: "Sister Peony, is that so?"

The night is so beautiful, so beautiful that it is heartbreaking.

The peony girl sat with her knees crossed, looking up at the starry sky, looking at the bright heavenly river that ran through the night: "Wuzen, what are you thinking in your mind?" Wuzen sat cross-legged, dragged his cheeks with his hands, and looked at the bright and perfect moon in the sky: "Brother Fang Yin, Brother Fang Yin, Wuzen is here, where are you?"

There is no reason, no one can take the Zen-free Brother Fang Yin away from the Zen-free heart, because in the mind of the Zenless monk, his Brother Fang Yin is an immortal, omniscient and omnipotent. It's a pity that the beauty is on the side, blindly incomprehensible to the customs, the peony is lonely and self-appreciating, and the girl is lonely. Under this beautiful moonlight, a flower was not picked, and it began to slowly wither and wither: "Wu Zen, do you believe that there will be miracles in this world-"

Only at the end of the road, only at a loss, only when there is no idea and everything is lost-

In the sky, a meteor, slowly, slowly-

Across.