This bamboo forest seems to have no end and the green color is boundless.
Jia Lian followed the sound and found a stream, but before he knew it, the mossy path under his feet had disappeared.
The clear stream is gurgling, and the pebbles in the stream are all as white as snow. Covered by green bamboos, one does not know where the stream comes from.
Not long after they went up Shuo River, they saw a bamboo shed erected by the stream. Jia Lian was feeling a little tired from walking, so he said to Jia Yucun:
"Let's go up and have a rest and ask for directions."
The bamboo shed is very clean, but unfortunately it is empty.
Jia Lian sat on the ground, raised his head and saw only green bamboos, lowered his head and was close to the clear stream. He drank a big sip of the clear and sweet wine, and his heart felt so happy. He thought that the gods of the Nine Heavens were just like this.
He was looking cool when he heard someone behind him say coldly:
"I would like to ask, what does it mean to save half of the lives, chickens and eggs?"
Jia Lian was in a good mood, so he inevitably felt arrogant and waved his hand casually:
"Just scolding people too much..."
Before he could say the word "prison", he suddenly realized something was wrong and turned around.
He saw a leprosy-headed monk sitting cross-legged behind him, holding his shoulders and tilting his head, as if he had come to settle accounts.
Jia Lian suddenly remembered what Fengyue Baojian said about the scabby monk being a god, and suddenly felt guilty and short of breath. He grinned and smiled awkwardly:
"It's just that cursing is so... so bad.
We are all civilized people, speak well, do not curse or hit others, do not let our morals be stained, and do not cause trouble to the organization."
The leprosy-headed monk curled his lips and shook his head:
"Jia Liancheng, Jia Liancheng, you can do it. Your brain can keep up with it, and your mouth can keep up with it. No wonder your ancestors picked here and there and gave the wealth and glory of the whole family to you, boy."
When Jia Lian heard him call out the name of his previous life, he couldn't help but open his mouth:
"Since... since we are all our own people who know the basics, how about forgetting it? I was used to surfing the Internet before, and I like to argue and complain. To sum up, I am too arrogant, and I am actually a keyboard warrior. Of course, now the keyboard
No more."
The leprous monk stretched out his hand, grabbed the jug from Jia Lian's hand, took a sip, and muttered: "This guy really knows how to eat." He raised his head and drank it all.
Then he said:
"I brought you here to tell you two things.
The first thing is your origin.
At that time, Jia Yuan, the Duke of Rongguo, once had an infatuation that moved the world, but it did not end well. He left behind a descendant who was living outside and suffered from poverty all his life. Jia Yuan made a wish to compensate this descendant, but he always
No chance.
In order to demonstrate the fairness of creation in heaven and earth, the blessing accumulated for nearly twenty lifetimes has now fallen on you.
This is why you were reborn here.
The second thing is the reason why I came to find you.
I really dislike that guy Shenying. Back then, he had nothing to do, so he passed the time by watering the flowers and plants with nectar.
What's more, his nectar was not only given to Fairy Jiangzhu, so why should poor Jiangzhu repay him with his infatuation and tears throughout his life?
Now that he has been reincarnated in the Jia family, he is also a wild bee and a butterfly, but Fairy Jiangzhu has only been in love with him in her life. This is so unfair."
Jia Lian looked at the empty wine pot, then at the "Fair Fairy", and couldn't help but say:
"Isn't this latter thing a bit too subversive of the book "Dream of Red Mansions"? How about... how about you switch me into "Jin Ping Mei" and give it a try?"
"Do you want to be Wu Dalang?"
Jia Lian was so frightened that he trembled and waved his hands repeatedly:
"Forget it, don't bother the immortal.
Isn’t it just to protect Sister Lin, small case, small case.
Um - I'm going to venture to ask, if I was beaten to death by Jia Baoyu in "A Dream of Red Mansions" to protect Sister Lin, would I go back in time and continue to work overtime as a local real estate company?"
The leprous monk still held his shoulders and tilted his head:
"What are you dreaming about? Your corpse over there has been cremated. Do you plan to travel back to the ashes?"
Jia Lian was stunned for a moment, then said calmly:
"I just made a complaint, and you, the old god, gave me a bunch of insults.
When you, the old man, come to me, you only want to do three things, and that is: fairness! Fairness! Or fucking fair!"
"Stop talking nonsense, if you can't protect Fairy Jiangzhu, I will let you fully experience all the unfairness in the world, and then follow me as a monk."
Jia Lian was so frightened that he nodded quickly:
"Fair! Fair! It is especially fair now! I will definitely carry out fairness to the end!"
"You are a wise boy.
If I tell you a word, consider it as an extra meeting gift from me.
Remember this place. After a few years, you will meet a noble person here who will help you reach the sky."
After saying this, the leprous monk disappeared without any further delay.
Jia Lian was startled and woke up. Next to him sat the bored Jia Yucun.
Seeing Jia Lian wake up, Jia Yucun stepped forward and said with a smile:
"Although the winter brew is sweet in the mouth, it has a lot of staying power. The second time I ate it, I probably got a little bit drunk for a moment, and fell asleep while sitting on the floor of the bamboo shed. I'm afraid that I'll catch a cold."<
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Jia Lian felt that the dream just now was very real, but he couldn't express it clearly, so he said:
"I was a little sleepy just now and fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes. How long did I sleep for?"
Jia Yucun helped Jia Lian get up:
"It's just a moment.
I was just thinking about whether I should take off my coat and put it under my body, when my second master woke up."
Jia Lian quietly shook the white porcelain wine bottle still in his hand, and realized that it was empty.
He laughed, raised his head and said loudly:
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
When Jia Yucun saw Jia Lian walking back, he hurriedly followed him. He thought Jia Lian was thanking him loudly, so he immediately agreed:
"Second Master, you are so polite. I should, I should."
When Jia Lian returned to Lin's house, it was almost dark.
Lin Yong'an, the old housekeeper of the Lin Mansion, was waiting for Jia Lian in the concierge.
As soon as he saw him entering, Lin Yongan stepped forward and saluted:
"Master Jia, about an hour ago, a girl named Brother Que came to our house to look for Master Jia, saying she wanted to thank him for saving his life.
After waiting for more than half an hour, he said that he would go back before dark, so he left this to the second master."
As he spoke, he handed over a small piece of Chinese jade pendant with both hands. It was only about the size of the belly of a thumb, but it was rubbed until it became shiny and shiny, showing that it was something close to the body.
"She said that this jade pendant was left behind by her mother before her death, and she voluntarily pledged it to the second master. She would redeem the jade pendant when the twenty taels of silver she owed were paid off."
Jia Lian smiled, took the small jade pendant, and put it into his sleeve. He thought to himself: This girl is really unwilling to owe anyone anything.
He took out another one tael of silver and handed it to Lin Yongan:
"Please, Mr. Lin, please wait for me here. Use these silver coins to buy a glass of wine."
Since Jia Lian came to the Lin Mansion, Lin Yong'an has also received several rewards. Because he has been in the Lin Mansion for a long time, he has long been accustomed to the aloof attitude of the Lin family, and he has often heard about the lustful and philandering deeds of the glazed water slider Jia Erye.
, in his heart, he must be like Lin Ruhai, who never thinks much of Jia Lian.
Today I heard Brother Que talk about Jia Lian's rescue process. I was very surprised, and I couldn't help but look at Jia Lian with admiration.
Although he still passed the money with both hands to express thanks as before, his head was lowered by three points.
……
Jia Lian returned to his room, where Xing'er and Zhao'er were already waiting.
At the same time, waiting for Jia Lian in the room, there was also a plate of sesame cakes.