Everyone read the script except me [Transmigration Book]

The feeling of the wine sticking to his hands was naturally uncomfortable, Yan Wujiu frowned at that time, absent-minded.

At that time, the demon monk was just a passer-by to him. Even if he had a stronger sense of presence and made people forget his unforgettable passer-by, it was not worth his wasting his energy to loathe him.

However, Yan Wujiu is the same as usual when he is in a bad mood... sneering.

He has always had a bad temper, the more poisonous his mouth.

So, without complacency, he slightly raised his frowning eyebrows, and said with a hint of joy and impatience, "What are you doing all the time? A bald donkey is not a beauty. What's so good about it? Can't sing, Will you pour a drink?"

He raised his long eyelashes and looked at the nobleman, with a grumpy and unhappy expression on his face, obviously nothing more than a scumbag, but there was no trace on his face.Not only does it make people feel no resentment, but it feels a little inexplicably innocent...and lovable.

It's like facing a spoiled young master, no matter how stinky his expression is, his heart trembles slightly, and he feels coquettish and adorable.

The cold and stubborn young man seemed to be stunned by his words, looked at him slightly in a daze, then blushed in embarrassment the next moment, became more stubborn with a straight face, bit his lips and remained silent.Looking up at him arrogantly and unyieldingly, like a snow lotus blooming in the cold wind on the wall of a high mountain.

This look is exactly the type that Yan Wujiu likes the most according to the legend.

Tsk, there was a secret exclamation from the crowd.It's like seeing a scheming green tea perform in front of your brother, but you can't expose it in person.I can only pinch my thigh severely, hold back, and don't say anything!

Yan Wujiu really smiled, and blinked slightly at the boy.Those eyes with a little smile will naturally not be pure and kind, a little bit plausible and bad.Being looked at by him like this made my heart tighten slightly, and I was a little uneasy, but I couldn't look away.

There was no evil or frivolity in those noble eyebrows, nor was there any arrogance.Even the careless frivolity is like the colorless ripples falling in the smiling eyes, making people dazzled, thrilling and full of charm.

The young man pursed his lips stubbornly, staring closely at Yan Wujiu who was smiling at him with some malicious intent.Those still cold eyes were slightly reddened, as if tears were about to ooze out, but they never did.

However, with a heart as heartless as Yan Wujiu, it really didn't touch anything.Instead, he stretched out his finger that hadn't wiped off the drink, stretched his outstretched arm across the table, and pinched the boy's chin with two slender and beautiful fingers.

Neither light nor heavy.

The fist in the boy's sleeve was clenched tightly, and he couldn't help shaking slightly, but he tried his best to keep calm.It's just that his eyes became more stubborn, he looked at Yan Wujiu with grievances, and didn't try to struggle away from his grasp.

In the crowd, someone couldn't help but patted his thigh, and someone took a deep breath and turned away.

But, it's more like anger and intolerance than sympathy!

Afterwards, recalling that day, the cold and stubborn Qing Dynasty official sighed and exhaled a puff of water smoke, feeling lost, and explained to the excited crowd: I had tears in my eyes at that time, it was not a temporary addition to a passionate performance, it was really a matter of patience. I couldn't help but almost cried because of being handsome.If you were looked at with a smile and a blink of an eye by Master Wu Jiu, would you be able to hold back?

Everyone shook their heads in unison: I can't help it.

Fen Lian couldn't help it either.

The frivolous fingers that controlled the cold beauty were even prettier than that beauty's face.Slender and long like bamboo, the nails are slightly pink and trimmed into rounded arcs.The fingertips are full and slightly pointed, reminiscent of budding rose thorns on the branches in late spring.

Yan Wujiu's fingers pinched his chin weakly, the eye sockets of the Qing courtier became more and more red, he bit his lip tightly, biting it slightly pale and red.It's like plum blossoms falling into the wind and snow have nowhere to escape, and it's possible that they never thought of escaping from the beginning to the end.

Yan Wujiu blinked, and sneered lightly, his smile was very beautiful.

There was not much smile in the amber-like clear tea-colored eyes, and even the sarcasm was slightly cool, showing a bit of coldness, arrogance, fierceness and ruthlessness intentionally or unintentionally.It made people's heart jump slightly, but then it was faintly excited.

Just like that, Yan Wujiu stared at the cold and stubborn young man with the same expression as a bullying bully, like a furry snow wolf staring at a shivering rabbit, and said the second fatal sentence: " What are you doing with a dead face? The young master spent money to invite you here. If you don’t want to, why don’t you beg the bald donkey over there to save you? There must be a bunch of Buddhist rules and regulations that have been banned for a long time. Master, I will love you."

In Yan Wujiu's life, he has said countless outrageous words and lies, only this sentence will never be forgotten.There is only this sentence, which reminded him countless times, and he wanted to hit the wall with no love in his life.

But Yan Wujiu didn't feel anything at that time, no, he even felt that he had suddenly opened up the Ren and Du's second channel that was set up by the fuck.

Secretly applauding, I feel that the character design of the line of the magic pen this time is very in line with Ximen Qing's character design.He is a genius who can come up with such perfect lines.

Sure enough, when the cold and stubborn Qing Dynasty official heard this, the tears in his eyes rolled down.

The young man's face became redder, and he hurriedly looked towards the river beach in embarrassment and anger, afraid that the master would listen.Trying to restrain himself, he said to Yan Wujiu in a low voice: "You can't be so disrespectful to gods and Buddhas, Master Wujiu, beware of punishment from heaven."

Yan Wujiu seldom made superfluous movements, now he just sneered and raised his eyebrows slightly.

When his face was expressionless and cold, this handsome and proud appearance brought out a bit of fierceness, and he just glanced at the place where the monk was before - he didn't really look at that person. Looking into his eyes, this look only made him show the mocking disdain that always draws hatred.

Then, Yan Wujiu uttered the third sentence, which was the last sentence of death: "That bald donkey dare not say anything, so what about the clay Bodhisattva behind him? If I want to do something now, the Bodhisattva can show me what spirit?"

When he said these death words, his voice was clear and soft, half warm and half cold like the melting snow in spring.Hibernation and spring sleepiness have not been resolved, so the burnout seems to be exhausted, joyless and boring, it always seems to be a bit distracted, so the heart is not here, and it is not here.

There is no romantic meaning, but it is full of charm and boundlessness, which makes people's ears tremble slightly.In other words, from the moment I saw him, my body and mind couldn't help myself.

Qing Guan covered his ears subconsciously and trembled, as if because of despair, his face became even redder, and a few more tears trickled down.Even the biting lip was a little paler.

He seemed to be driven into a desperate situation, panicked and shouted: "No, Master Wu Jiu doesn't want it, help me, master save me..."

Yan Wujiu was caught off guard by the sudden call for help from this cold and stubborn Qing Dynasty official, his heart froze, and he couldn't help showing a little confusion and speechlessness in his eyes.

For so long, shouldn't everyone have tacit understanding?Everyone knows that young master Wu Jiu only talks flirtatiously, and has never really touched any beauty.

Now Yan Wujiu touched his chin, just to wipe off the sticky wine on his hands.But that is also an arm's length away from the table, and the arm can only be reached if it is stretched out.

I didn't care much about the threat just now, it was more of a joke than a sneer, and it was already the end of the routine.Even if this person has just passed the road at home, the first time he knew him, wouldn't he have such a big reaction?

Yan Wujiu didn't know, Qingyuan County had already spread the word that Master Wujiu likes those who are lofty and aloof, with no false words.The more indifferent, dismissive, and evasive towards him, the more he cares.

Therefore, if you want to be favored by Master Wu Jiu, no matter how much you like to be turbulent, you have to hold on to the high-cold personality that cannot be played with.Otherwise, he will never look at you again.

There is a professional term for this young man's performance here, which is: "Wish to welcome but refuse."

It's just that this young man has always been a singer, the patriarch enjoys the food, and his acting skills are excellent.Shouting out this voice, it makes people sad, beautiful and decisive, combined with the noble and stubborn expression on the face, it is just smelling sad and crying.

Even Yan Wujiu saw him, and felt pity for me.

However, the young man yelled for help but stopped abruptly. At the same time, his pitiful pale face suddenly turned into surprise and panic.

Everyone looked together, only to find that the monk hadn't left, just stood there looking at Yan Wujiu without blinking.I don't know how long I watched it.

Just now when Yan Wujiu opened his mouth, everyone's attention was on him, consciously or not, they forgot about the monk, thinking he had left early.Even Yan Wujiu opened his mouth to call Bald Donkey, no one thought there was anything wrong.

Only now did it dawn on them that they were used to being slaughtered by Yan Wujiu's poisonous tongue, but others were not.

Everyone's faces turned pale, and they felt that disaster was imminent.

……

Fen Lian was the monk who passed by here unintentionally, but was called a bald donkey three times by Yan Wujiu.

But he is not an ordinary monk.

He was originally the prince of a small country, and the whole country practiced Buddhism from the emperor to the common people.Fen Lian naturally converted to Buddhism since she was a child, and she was just practicing with her hair at that time.

However, later he devoted himself to practice and even became a renunciate, not because he entered the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss early, but because of the supreme martial arts contained in Buddhism.Mahayana and Hinayana are not rigid, and they are all cultivated together.But he neither wants to save others nor seeks to save himself.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to go to the country and leave home to hide in the Central Plains Buddhist temple for several years. After learning nothing, he forced his way down the mountain a few months ago.

This was the first time in Fen Lian's life that someone pointed at the monk and scolded the bald donkey.For some reason, he didn't feel angry.

It's just that Fen Lian is very interested in the flirtatious, conceited, and arrogant young man in front of him. According to what he said to the young man just now, he will give him a degree.

Anyway, I am not a monk who strictly abides by the rules and precepts.

So, when Yan Wujiu followed the gaze of the young man looking back, he saw the face of the monk who was close at hand.

Yan Wujiu was already tall, but this monk was half a head taller than Yan Wujiu.That indifferent and handsome face remained calm, looking down at Yan Wujiu calmly, a cold and chilling aura instantly enveloped his whole body.

Yan Wujiu froze, but there was no emotion on his expressionless face, and he said flatly, "You haven't left yet?"

Fen Lian slightly curled her lips, "Amitabha, the Lord of Tanyue, do you want to save the poor monk?"

If you don't know the origin of the other party's identity, you dare to speak ill of the other party in person, which is ignorance.In broad daylight, openly bullying men and women is lawless.Logically speaking, such a ignorant and lawless person must be a dull-faced mediocrity.

However, this person in front of him is an exception.

The homeland where Fenlian is located is rich in beauties, who are similar in appearance and ability.The higher the status and family background, the more people with dragons and phoenixes will be seen.Royal even more so.As the prince, Fen Lian saw the stunning beauty of the city, as many as stars.

Although all the people in the country practice Buddhism, they are different from the Buddhism in the Central Plains.However, Fen Lian was born with a pure heart and few desires, so she was not contaminated.He was also obsessed with martial arts, and went to Buddhist temples in many countries incognito, adhering to the precepts of Buddhist temples in the Central Plains for many years, and was even more insulated from the world of mortals.

It wasn't until I heard the sound of drinking that I looked back...it was like opening the eyes of the five aggregates for the first time.

From the first sight, Fen Lian felt that this person was special.It's like a flower of heaven that only exists in Buddhist scriptures and cannot be seen in the world. It is as beautiful as it is evil.For mortals to meet by chance, it is more like bad luck than luck.

Such a person is fortunate enough to be reincarnated, but if the status is lower, or the land is more prosperous, I am afraid that he will have to be broken into bones before today.

However, with his behavior, sooner or later there will be that day.

Fen Lian didn't dislike him, but thought he was cold and frivolous, and he was very beautiful in doing whatever he wanted, oppressing and doing evil.

As beautiful as it is, there is as much... less abusive.

There will always be someone to teach him, it is better to do it yourself.

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