White Snake Uh... Biography

The trivial matters in the world of mortals are all mediocrity.

And me, I believe in living a happy life.

So Daqing and I drank until almost dawn last night before ending.

What I drink is 20-year-old good wine, slightly bitter in the mouth, mellow in the aftertaste, dizzy and dizzy after eating, and the joy is extraordinary.

This Dukang thing is really the best thing in the world of mortals, and among the best things, I only like good brewing.

Shanniang is like a human being, it is lukewarm, tangled, difficult to swallow but extremely smooth.

Just like Xu Xian.

I rubbed my temples, and Xu Xian was separated by a curtain.

Today's business in Baoan Tang is surprisingly good, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

"Clang—clang." The old Hou who was grabbing the medicine accidentally dropped the copper mound of the medicine scale, and it landed impartially on the golden weighing pan. The sound of metal clashing made my eyebrows twitch suddenly pain.

"Daqing—I want to drink water—" I dragged my throat, fiddled with the prescription in my hand weakly, and shouted to the back hall.

Thinking about it, the two of us drank a lot last night, and even Da Qing, who is always tough, was hanging his head down today, weak, and put the teacup on the table, hesitant to talk to me, with a big face With a strange expression, I took a sip of tea, and my heart was unavoidably worried, did I go crazy with drinking again last night?

"Daqing, the door panel of the front hall was knocked down by Mr. Li, and the guys can't move it. You are here, please help." His lips suddenly lifted up, and he said cheerfully to Daqing.

This nerd, I don't know what he is happy all day long. I looked at Daqing who was standing still, poked her arm with my hand, and persuaded: "Go, you are the only one in our security hall."

Daqing glared at me, gave Xu Xian a blank look, lifted the curtain and left the room, "I really owed you and my wife in the last life."

"Sir, I...didn't do anything bad last night, right?" I recalled Daqing's strange expression just now, and it happened that Xu Xian was here, so I asked tentatively.

"No, you and Daqing seem to have been drinking all night, and you fell asleep when you came back in the morning, there is nothing unusual." Xu Xian has long been used to his alcoholic wife, and stretched out his hand to touch my forehead , recalled massaging my temples with his fingers.

I closed my eyes and nodded slightly. Xu Xian is worthy of being a doctor, and his massage techniques are extremely professional. At this time, he pressed a few times on his head, which was originally suffering from a splitting headache, but it relieved a lot.

"By the way, you just said Mr. Li, which Mr. Li, who is so blind, pushed the door of our house." I followed Xu Xian's fingers comfortably, shaking my head and asking.

"Isn't he the young master of Li Yuan's family? A few days ago, he was eating Buddha and jumping over the wall at our house. Isn't he Daqing's friend?"

Hearing this, my heart suddenly sank, this is really a sheep in the mouth of a tiger!At least I stopped Daqing that day, and today the two meet again, and I don't know what kind of situation it is, I stood up suddenly, but felt dizzy, Xu Xian, who was startled, looked at me with a puzzled face , asked: "What's the matter, why is your face so ugly."

"Sir, you go to the back hall first, don't come out unless I tell you!" I pushed Xu Xian through the inner hall, and without waiting for him to ask again, I slammed the door shut.

At this moment, Zhihe's search for people is also in vain, and the monk Fahai wandered around the world again. In terms of mana, I am much better than Daqing, but in terms of force, I am far from Daqing's opponent.

Resisting the nausea in my heart, I walked quickly to the front hall, and before I opened the curtain, I only felt that my eyes were dark, and before I could stop, I bumped into the person who came.

This feeling feels like a wall, "Daqing!" I suddenly stopped the person coming, but I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Keep down." Daqing looked at me with disgust, and pushed me away from her, "The alcohol last night has not subsided, and now my head still hurts."

"You...you didn't mess around, did you?" I didn't seem to hear any screams in the front hall, so I asked tentatively.

"I'm acting nonsense." Daqing suddenly sneered, "You are a person who hugs Guanyin Bodhisattva in the middle of the night and asks himself if he wants to lose weight. What position do you have to say that I am acting nonsense?"

I just felt dizzy, and with a wow, I spit out last night's meal.

There were still a few enoki mushrooms in the cold salad with wine that hadn't been digested.

Dishes are difficult to digest, but people forget them more.

No matter what Daqing thinks, but on the surface, she let go.

Mr. Li, who saw the light for the first time but cut off his finger for no reason, showed full curiosity no matter where he went. In this world that he had never seen before, it was inevitable that he had to touch here and there with his own hands, knock down the door panel, but He didn't touch Daqing's wall-like figure.

According to the old waiter who was grabbing the medicine, when Miss Daqing was in the front hall, her figure was unprecedentedly agile, and before Mr. Li touched it curiously, she turned and walked away.Holding up the door panel, he walked back to the inner hall without looking back.

At noon, when the hangover subsided a little, I tremblingly walked to the Buddhist hall dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva, respectfully put on three pillars of high incense, and silently said in my heart: "My disciple is presumptuous, please don't blame the Bodhisattva."

Daqing said that I hugged the Bodhisattva and cried, but I didn't know whether it was because I was holding the Bodhisattva's Dharma image, or if I had the audacity to invite the Bodhisattva over, holding the Bodhisattva's golden body and playing drunkenly.

I secretly glanced sideways at the expression of the enshrined Bodhisattva Dharma, and the originally kind-hearted Avalokitesvara had a bit of sullen expression on his face at this time.

"Don't blame the Bodhisattva, the disciple really lost his temper after drinking. I beg the Bodhisattva to forgive me!" I hurriedly knelt down, bowed three times, and begged for mercy with a bitter face.

"Bai Suzhen! You still dare to say it! I was called three times a month by you, and you said twice that my relationship was not going well, and once that I ate too much and became fat. You can take into account the mood of this deity!"

The Bodhisattva's Dharma image suddenly radiated Buddha's light, and I, who was kneeling beside me, heard the Bodhisattva's voice. I didn't even dare to lift my head. Thinking about my unprovoked behavior, I could only bow my head obediently to listen to the instruction.

"It's infinitely good, and the evil spirit on the Qiantang a few days ago, did you create it?" I suddenly felt the top of my head sinking, thinking that it was the Bodhisattva who gave me a brain collapse, I raised my head and touched the top of my head and said: "Then Xie Mei, I made such a big commotion to save people."

"Pa—" Another brain collapsed.

Didn’t it mean that the Buddhist family should refrain from anger? It’s fine if Fahai doesn’t refrain, but Bodhisattvas don’t refrain from refraining from anger.

"You still dare to quibble, you have made such a big commotion, if I hadn't ordered Shancai Boy to use the technique of Qian Tongshen to block Qiantang from all sides, the Jade Emperor would have sent someone to arrest you."

"Bodhisattva is merciful." I buried my head between my hands again, thanking Dade.

"You say that you are a half-dragon, and if you don't cultivate well, it's fine if you insist on dipping into the muddy water of the world. You don't know how to keep a low profile every day. You made such a big commotion 500 years ago, and you don't have a long memory after suffering so much. After 500 years, you don't even know how to restrain yourself, let's see if I get anxious one day, so I won't bother to help you with these injustices."

Hearing that the Bodhisattva's teachings have reached the point of counting the past events in detail, I think the Bodhisattva's anger has almost dissipated, so I raised my head shyly, rubbed my head on the Bodhisattva's thigh and said: "I only know the three realms and six realms. Only Bodhisattva loves me the most."

The Bodhisattva looked down at me helplessly, knowing that I was used to cheating from the past, and also doted on me from the bottom of my heart, so I let it go without mentioning such absurd things.

"Boundless goodness, I am here this time, apart from teaching you a lesson, there is one more thing I need to discuss with you." The Bodhisattva sang a Buddhist gatha, and replaced the clean bottle in his hand with the right hand that knocked my brain out.

"Hey, what is there to discuss, the Bodhisattva is in charge of everything." I continued to sit up with a shy face, looked at the Bodhisattva and smiled.

"It's not serious, it's a serious matter, and it's related to the one in the Ziwei Cave on Emei Mountain." The Bodhisattva put away the smile on his face, and said seriously.

Emei Mountain - Lagerstroemia Cave.In the blink of an eye, another 500 years. The time limit given by the Tathagata Buddha sounds quite long, but it is really fleeting. I heard the Bodhisattva's words, but my face inevitably became dignified.

"He—do you want to continue to be trapped?" the Bodhisattva asked me.

Yes, he, should I continue to be trapped.I don't want to imprison him anymore, but what should I do if I let him go free.

The Three Realms and Six Paths cannot accommodate him, and even a cave in Ziwei Cave was obtained by me in the shape of a dragon from the Buddha, so how can I set him free now.

Alas, injustice.

"I beg the Bodhisattva to borrow strength to trap him for another 500 years." I concentrated my mind, made up my mind, and prayed to the Bodhisattva.

"Infinite goodness, what an injustice." Bodhisattva held up the clean bottle in his hand, "Since this is the case, then I will draw half of your blood again. With this move, you have nothing to do with the dragon clan. It's delusional."

I smiled wryly, "Long Ao Jiutian, I cut off this idea myself 500 years ago, 500 years later, how can I still have such an unrealistic luxury.

"Please Bodhisattva cast a spell." I knelt again, bowing my head respectfully.

The mouth of the mutton fat jade bottle was slightly tilted, and I felt as if all the vitality in my body had been sucked away by the flawless bottle, but the feeling of powerlessness stopped after a while.

The Bodhisattva thought of compassion, and wanted to comfort me, but suddenly noticed something strange coming from the pure and sacred suet jade bottle that has been pure and sacred for hundreds of millions of years.

I snickered and looked at the disgusted Bodhisattva, and saw that the Bodhisattva was about to reprimand me, so I said first, "Hey, the Bodhisattva knows that I drank all night last night, and it's only natural that the smell of alcohol is in my veins. Bodhisattvas can't be offended."

Speaking of which, Guanyin's mutton fat jade bottle is really miraculous. Although half of my blood was drained again, I feel that the hangover has eased a lot. Compared with the spirit in the morning, I am much better now.

In this way, I happily sent away the Greatly Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva who smelled of alcohol.

It also sent away my last hope of returning to the Dragon Clan.

500 years ago, one of the few survivors of the catastrophe that shocked the Three Realms 500 years ago, was sitting at the dinner table gloomily and drinking a small wine.

"Could it be that your drinking capacity has improved after your body has grown stronger?" I sat down next to Daqing, "My hangover has not completely disappeared, and you can continue to drink. You are indeed a strong man." Seeing Mr. Li upset, Daqing couldn't help but tease her.

Daqing glanced at me, handed me his glass, poured it silently, and drank from the small wine jug.

"Using wine to relieve your sorrow, where can we pour it out?" I dragged my chin, sipping the good wine one by one, and comforted Daqing.

Seeing that Daqing just drank and didn't answer me, I sighed to myself again: "What's the point of drinking when there's only wine and no food."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Xian came out of the kitchen with a few dishes, and seeing me sitting at the table, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I was afraid that Daqing would not be interested in drinking by himself, so I made a few dishes to go with the wine. , I didn't expect my wife to be here, so the three of us just had a brunch."

"Early...lunch." I looked at the greasy plates in Xu Xian's hands, and couldn't help but frowned and said with a smile: "It's not a noon or noon. You said it's early lunch, it really fits the occasion. But... we At the family medicine hall..."

"Don't worry, there are no patients right now, I'll be fine by myself." Xu Xian put down the food, sat down in front of me, looked at me with a smile and said.

The sun was shining, and the small courtyard suddenly became warm.

I looked at Xu Xian, and then at the dishes.

Today's dishes are surprisingly greasy.

Crispy tofu, sugar-marinated taro, Dongpo pork, oily fruit and pepper paste.The same is heavier than the same, and one plate is bigger than one plate of oil.

But for this hangover person, these oily and greasy things are very appetizing. I stretched out my chopsticks and picked up a piece of tofu, and put it in my mouth...

The muddy body caused by Shanniang suddenly came alive at the moment of the tofu entrance. The oily skin of the tofu immediately awakened all the senses of taste. The tofu that melts in the mouth is smooth and tender after the skin is broken The tofu heart is slightly fishy and lightly salty with sea salt, and it melts in the mouth just right, but when it is about to swallow, it is suddenly shocked that the deep-fried tofu is actually mixed with brown sugar, the last trace of sweetness It enters the throat very smoothly and falls into the abdomen, bringing out the sweetness all the way.

My fists couldn't help being clenched -- really, no matter how many times I ate it, I couldn't help but admire Xu Xian's superb cooking skills from the bottom of my heart. When I was happy, I couldn't help but raised my wine glass and drank the good wine in the glass.

The old wine hadn't receded, but the new wine had entered my throat. I felt a little drunk after only one glass. While I was drunk, I looked at Xu Xian who had become a double image in front of me and asked, "Mr. Came home with a drunken and gluttonous wife."

Xu Xian was still smiling, looked at me dotingly, touched my head with his hand and said: "Fool, I am content with you, how can I feel that I am unlucky."

Those eyes are full of tenderness and doting, but even with my sleepy eyes, I can see that there is still something missing in those eyes full of tenderness.

But what else can I expect, in the cycle of reincarnation, I am lucky to meet them, for this tricky good fortune, I really don't know whether to thank or complain.

Daqing seemed to be drunk too, and she who said few words suddenly grabbed Xu Xian by the shoulder and said, "If you don't love her, why did you marry her? County, that person who wanders in the sea...in the sea, isn't that where your heart belongs! Why?!"

My heart was touched, I was deeply afraid that Daqing would touch the illusion that could be broken easily, and Daqing and I were willing to be trapped in Qiantang for five hundred years of cold and heat. , there is no benefit at all.

"Daqing!" I stopped talking, for fear that Xu Xian would notice the slightest strangeness, but Xu Xian still looked at Daqing with a smile, and ignored Daqing's unprovoked words, just stretched out his hand to help me fill a bowl The pepper paste was placed in front of me, and I was speechless.

"This famous dish in northern Huizhou is the most warming to the stomach. I sprinkled a little bit of bitter chrysanthemum on it. It is the best for hangover."

I lowered my head to sip the thick soup in the bowl, Daqing was already drunk and collapsed on the table, Xu Xian looked foolishly as he sipped the pepper paste, the atmosphere became silent for a while.

The taste of bitter chrysanthemum is actually sweet. Is it because my taste is confused after a hangover, or because compared with the depression in my heart, the bitterness of this bitter chrysanthemum is really not enough to look at.

The bitterness and non-bitterness in my heart were divided into two on that day 500 years ago. On that day, the Buddha came to the world, nailed the dragon's tail, suppressed the sea, blocked the false generals, and trapped the demon leader.

When the golden Buddha nail in my memory nailed my tail, I didn't feel any pain, but I just felt a bloody smell permeating the air. I smacked my lips, and suddenly there was a bitterness in my throat. Crawled all over the tongue.

The bitterness is so deep that I can hardly swallow any food for 100 years. For a foodie like me, it is worse than the Buddha's nail tail and the eternal poverty of Qiantang. More cruel torture.

Fortunately, Xu Xian came.

Another Xu Xian.

Xu Xian who will not betray his heart, will not believe slander by mistake, will not be indecisive, and can cook.

God knows how high his cooking skills were on the reincarnation board when he fell into reincarnation. I only know that when I saw him again, although he still didn't love me, he returned with my favorite cooking skill.

I looked at him who was looking at me, and told myself again in my heart that there was nothing I was not satisfied with, so I raised my head and drank the bowl of pepper paste in one gulp.

Three flavors in a bowl of soup!All the best!

"Xu Xian, I miss you so much."

Xu Xian, who was carrying an empty plate and was about to wash the dishes, was suddenly stopped by Daqing's drunken dream. He leaned against me, and couldn't see the expression on his face. He just seemed to know something. The moment his footsteps stopped, Then move forward again.

he knows!

I suddenly realized, did he...he knew everything!

Today, 500 years later, the Buddhist restriction in Ziwei Cave is at its weakest. With his magic power, it is not impossible to break through the Buddhist prison.

It's messed up, if that's the case, it's really messed up.

The door of the kitchen was tightly closed after he entered. I looked at the drunk and unconscious Xiao Qing, and thought about Xu Xian who couldn't tell the truth from reality, and looked around.

Between heaven and earth, suddenly it seemed that I was the only one awake.

People who are just awake, but with a hangover, can't wait to fall asleep.

The author has something to say: Yesterday is today, which day is the Dragon Boat Festival, so confused...