Su Yang's wound had not yet healed, and he could not move his hands and feet. Yilin used her sword to cut the watermelon into two-inch square pieces, and carefully picked out the seeds with her fingernails before feeding them to Su Yang piece by piece.
After eating a few pieces in a row, Su Yang shook his head to show that he was full. Just kidding, watermelon has the most water in it. After eating it for a while, you will have to urinate urgently. If you eat too much, you can't do it in front of Yi Lin in the wilderness.
Take off your belt.
Yilin saw that Su Yang was full, so she took a few bites by herself.
Su Yang's wound gradually recovered and he was thinking about something. After Yilin ate the melon, she meditated and breathed. The two of them were speechless for a while, but Yilin could not calm down no matter what. There was always a voice echoing in her head.
, is what Su Yang said "I will marry" when he returned to Yanlou.
As Su Yang said, love is human nature. No matter how suppressed it is, how can a teenage girl really feel calm when she hears a man so confidently shouting that he wants to marry her?
She, especially this man, risked his life to save her. Although she was scared, Yilin also felt some indescribable joy.
It's just that how can a monk talk about marriage and leave? If the master knows about it, what's the point? She also thought that maybe Brother Su was just an expedient to deal with Tian Boguang.
"It must be like this. He just deceived the evil thief and didn't really want to marry me! Bodhisattva, don't blame me."
Yi Lin silently recited a few words in her mind, and finally coaxed herself to believe it. Then she was determined, but suddenly she felt some unexplained loss.
It turned out that he didn't want to marry me.
After a while, there was always a cloud in Yilin's heart. She was really not worried, so she wanted to distract her thoughts and asked: "Brother Su, Master Liu is your uncle, why are you not from the Hengshan sect?"
Su Yang said: "Your Five Mountains Sword Sect has too many rules, and you are always punished with a stick. I am a lazy person. If I join any sect, I will probably be beaten to death."
Yilin shook her head and said: "We at Hengshan will not punish our disciples with a stick. It's a pity that Hengshan does not accept male disciples. Otherwise, I would go and beg the master to accept you as a disciple."
Su Yang laughed loudly: "It's better to let it go. Master Dingyi has a bigger temper than me. If he knew that I was drinking with someone like Tian Boguang, he would most likely kill me with one palm."
Speaking of Tian Boguang, Yilin asked curiously: "Brother Su, your martial arts are so strong that even the evil guy Tian Boguang is no match for you. Which faction are you from?"
Su Yang said: "The small sect is far away from here. Don't you know about the Sanjiang Sect?"
Yilin shook her head: "Your martial arts are so strong, the Sanjiang sect must be a very famous sect. Unfortunately, I grew up in Hengshan and don't know much about Jianghu. Brother Su, why don't you tell me some interesting things about your sect?
Listen to me."
Su Yang secretly laughed, let alone you, even Bai Xiaosheng standing here didn't know about the Sanjiang sect, so he rarely said the truth: "Our Sanjiang sect, in fact, our kung fu is also very mediocre, even though there are many people, there are ten
Among eight senior brothers, I am the second oldest."
Yilin secretly thought that was not too much. Hengshan had more than thirty senior sisters of the Yi generation alone, but she did not tell the truth. She just nodded and subconsciously asked: "Are they all men and there are no junior sisters?"
Su Yang raised his head and looked at Yilin with a half-smile, and asked, "What do you think?"
Yilin blushed, lowered her head and said, "I'm so stupid that I can't guess."
But for some reason, I was hoping that Su Yang would not have a junior sister.
"I really want to have a junior sister!" Su Yang shook his head and said: "You don't know that a sect is full of grown men. If you can have a beautiful little girl, she will definitely be praised by our eighteen senior brothers.
In the palm of your hand."
Yi Lin turned her face away and said calmly: "Then your master will accept one."
Su Yang looked serious: "One is not enough! There are eighteen senior brothers in the Sanjiang Sect. If there is only one junior sister, it will be a big blow!"
Yilin was stunned: "Why did you break your head?"
Su Yang smiled and said: "Think about it, they are all grown men, but just one woman will definitely compete for the favor of Junior Sister Bo, and that won't break her head."
Yilin felt unhappy and blurted out: "I know, it turns out that all of you disciples of the Sanjiang Sect are just kittens and puppies, wagging their tails to please that junior sister."
Su Yang pretended not to notice that Yi Lin's tone was slightly cold, but continued: "So what, we eighteen disciples can't stay single all our lives, we will always get married."
Yilin was shocked. It turned out that he was going to marry his junior sister, and everything he said upstairs was really a lie.
Thinking of this, Yilin's eyes turned red and she turned her head away. She couldn't hold it in any longer and her tears fell down drop by drop.
In her excitement, this innocent little nun never thought that the "junior sister" Su Yang mentioned was just a fiction and did not exist.
Su Yang didn't notice that she actually cried, and was still talking to himself: "This time, in addition to congratulating my uncle for washing his hands in the golden basin, the master also told me that if I meet the right person, I will..."
"Just get married. Anyway, you are neither a monk nor a eunuch, so you can always get married." Yilin suddenly interrupted him.
Hearing the choking in Yilin's voice, Su Yang realized that he had made the little nun cry, and hurriedly said: "Nonsense, I have already agreed to marry you, and even if I want to marry, I have to marry you first.
you!"
Although Yilin had been thinking about this over and over in her mind, she was shocked when Su Yang said it without hesitation, and exclaimed: "What nonsense are you talking about! How can I get married as a monk?
You must never say this again in the future. If my master hears it, I will never spare you."
She was shocked, but she stopped crying.
Su Yang shook his head and said: "Okay, okay, let's put aside the relationship between us for the time being. Let me ask you, why can't a monk get married? If he is devoted to the Buddha, why can't he practice Buddhism and recite sutras? Is it possible to marry someone?
If you are not a good person, then Bodhisattva will not like you?"
Yilin's face turned red with embarrassment, and she didn't know where to put her hands. She was a little happy in her heart, but she was extremely scared. She just said incoherently: "This is different, this is different."
Su Yang asked again: "Then let me ask you again, if monks cannot get married, and if all the women in the world become monks, won't it mean that after a few decades, there will be no one left in the world? Isn't this a heinous sin?"
Yilin was not good at eloquent words. She was so flustered that she could tell that Su Yang had secretly changed his mind. How could all the women in this world become a monk? She was stunned and couldn't answer. She muttered to herself: "This
,this....."
"It just can't be done anyway." She still couldn't think of any reasonable explanation, and felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She suddenly stood up from the ground and ran towards Hengshan City.
It was still dark at this time, Hengshan City was only a mile or two away, and there were no evil spirits nearby. Tian Boguang did not dare to mess with her again, so there was no danger.
But Su Yang still took a deep breath, and after adjusting his breath for one round, he struggled to stand up, pretending to chase after him.
Before Su Yang could raise his feet, a figure suddenly appeared not far away. He shook a few times and stopped in front of Su Yang. This man was tall and strong, wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, and his big head was shiny.
With nine ring scars on his head, he turned out to be a monk.
The great monk glared with a pair of bull's eyes, patted Su Yang's shoulder heavily, and shouted in a loud voice: "You have some knowledge, you are right, who said nuns can't get married!"
"Who is this master?" Su Yang looked puzzled and asked with his eyes wide.
