If you don't resist, you can only accept the mercy of fate. This world is like this, the weak eat the strong.
She might be able to understand Long Ganyue's mood a little bit.
Well, since she was feeling depressed, she also drank some wine.
One drink can solve a thousand worries, it’s not a lie!
Hua Xi drank several large glasses of wine and gradually became a little tipsy.
Long Qianxun was already drunk to the point of unconsciousness, and Zi Shi also fell down.
Only Hua Xi still held up her chin and played with the wine glass on the table.
The door to the private room was pushed open. She raised her eyes and saw a snow-white figure with blurry vision.
"Yue." She raised her lips and smiled, "Come, let's have a drink!"
The snow-white figure slowly walked up to her, and she pulled him to sit down, putting her wine glass in his hand.
"You know? Even if you marry someone else, I still won't change! In my heart, you are the only person who always makes me care so much."
She smiled softly, looked at him with her chin propped up, and kept pushing him.
"Drink, this wine is very good. I stole it back from the general's mansion secretly. Mo Qingtian has a lot of wine in his private collection. I will let you taste something else next time."
"Drink, after this drink, can we still be friends?"
Hua Xi kept talking, and then the man suddenly put his hands together and said softly: "Amitabha?"
"What Buddha?" Hua Xi asked confusedly, suddenly leaning forward and asking for a burst of quiet sandalwood, "Hey, where is your hair?"
"Donor, you have recognized the wrong person. The young monk is Wujiang." The pure voice was always so peaceful.
Hua Xi was startled and couldn't help asking: "You are a young monk? Then why do you drink?"
"The young monk didn't drink." He put the wine glass on the table and gently pushed her away from her, who was too close. "Donor, you're drunk, you'd better go home."
"I'm not drunk!" Hua Xi sneered, "I tell you, I can drink ten cows to death! As the saying goes: bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will stay drunk and not wake up.
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names. Hahaha."
"Sure enough, you are drunk." Wujiang said flatly, "You have a saying: Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more; use wine to drown your sorrows and make them more sorrowful. Why bother? If you have something bothering you, why don't you read a Buddhist scripture for you? It will calm down soon."
"No, no!" Hua Xi waved her hand in annoyance, "The little monk is chanting sutras, but he is saying it but not really."
"If you don't have a mind, how can you understand the Zen meaning of Buddhism?" he said.
Hua Xi covered her ears and shook her head, "Don't talk to me about Buddhism, why don't you drink with me."
"Young monk can't drink, sorry."
"What are you afraid of? After wine and meat pass through your intestines, the Buddha will sit in your heart!" Hua Xi laughed.
"Buddha Amitabha, sin, sin." He said quickly.
"Sin, sin." Hua Xi followed his example and shook her head, then laughed heartily.
Wujiang shook his head helplessly, finally put his hands together and silently recited a scripture.
There was a faint golden Buddha's light between his hands. Hua Xi raised his head and looked at it. After looking at it, he suddenly calmed down and looked at his hands with empty eyes.
Wujiang finished reciting a paragraph silently, then smiled and said to her: "Isn't it much better?"
"Yes." Hua Xi nodded, "Thank you very much."
"If you're tired, just take a nap." Wujiang said.
Hua Xi was startled for a moment. She really felt tired. She lay on the table and fell asleep in just a short while.
