Chapter seventy-sixth

Don't be sad but anxious. I don't see how frugal Bai Mei is on weekdays. Why is it so stingy today? In order not to pay for the money, I also said such dizzy words... But see the little nun is face, respectfully a worship. "Benefactor, when I worship. The journey is difficult, but do you want to go to the monk's house for a cup of tea and change clothes to tidy up?" Her eyes, but involuntarily glanced at Bai Mei's clothes. An originally snow-white dress has been stained with dust and mud, mixed with dead branches and fallen flowers, which is not clean. Bai Mei's remaining parts at the foot of the mountain have disappeared without a trace. Don't be embarrassed after being overjoyed. However, after looking down at his clothes, Bai Mei laughed and stretched out his arms, turned around and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Is there still earth under Buddhism? How can I disturb this? Ha ha!" She grabbed Mo's sleeve, turned and left without nostalgia, leaving a message slowly: "Thank you for your kindness!" "Momo, sing a song and listen to it!" Bai Mei turned around and turned his back to Mo Ran, who was frowning and bouncing off the petals. His clothes spread out in the wind among the flowers. "It's too boring to do this!" "No." Bai Mei sighed leisurely and walked to the depths of the flowers. "Momo, I read the calligraphy you gave me for a long time last night and left by the first landlord..." Mo Shang Ran's ears stood up. "I just knew that every generation of landlords actually used your name. Now, since you don't want to be a landlord, can you change your name?" Don't hesitate, think for a moment, and try to change the subject again: "You are turning around, careless, and driving people away. Aren't you playing hard to get?" Bai Mei turned around, looked at Mo Ran's eyes with rare seriousness and concentration, and suddenly smiled: "No, no, to tell you the truth, I never intended to get any damn recognition, as well as those flowers and snacks... So, don't think about that any more, just come out for fun." Yes, I'm just out for fun. What a rare holiday, how can it be used for such intrigue? What's more, Bai Mei's heart, there is such a dispute. If, if she gets flowers, snacks, recognition, and great benefits... it's just what others think of herself. What is it? Apart from the trouble, can she really get those people, so-called "convinced"? She doesn't believe it. Knowledge, martial arts, power, money, kindness... can all buy people's loyalty. Only blind connivance is not allowed. If she goes to great pains to do it one by one for the so-called recognition, it is certainly not impossible, but what can she get after working hard? At least she will despise herself, won't she? She's not trying to identify people as the main person... Where is the reason why the prospective landlord is busy for his subordinates? So... holidays are naturally used for rest. As for the disobedience of those girls, they have to find another opportunity to solve it. Why don't you go ahead and get the monk of this temple (Goni?) Approval? Bai Mei smiled coldly: "Momo, do you think I am stupid? In such a temple, how can one live in a master who is inward-looking, only knows the fate method, and devotes himself to self-cultivation? I'm afraid it's just a few aristocratic families in the court Jianghu who made it out to cover people's eyes?" Mo Yan asked, "Why did you say this?" Bai Mei raised his hand and pointed to the temple half hidden in the mountains-under the sun, the roof of the courtyard was wrapped in warm golden light-and said: "People who are addicted to martial arts will not spend their time planting flowers and plants on their martial arts training ground, but people who are immersed in Zen will spend their time gilding the roof of their temple and make it vulgar?" "Er..." Mo ruin but speechless for a while. "Of course, you can also say that there may be good men and women, and those who have received favors are grateful... or, some people who come here donate money and silver." Bai Mei smiled, "But, in another position, if someone finds the person who is obsessed with martial arts and says-'Great Xia, I admire you!", "benefactor, I thank you!" Then he asked to plant precious flowers and plants on other people's martial arts training grounds. What do you think anyone would do? " "This... flowers and plants are different from gold?" "Ha ha. It is feasible to plant flowers and plants outside the study, but it cannot be planted in the place where Xiao killed them. Gold... Momo, although this thing is precious, it can be regarded as whether life brings death or not. Jewelry is the most detrimental to one's temperament. How can a person who meditates in diving or cares about everything in the world have the mind to let his roof be inlaid with diamonds?" "Well... it is possible that it is not gold, it is you who spent your eyes... if you really have ulterior motives, why do you want to do such conspicuous negligence?" Don't be ruined but still ask yourself. "Yes, such conspicuous negligence, it is easy to let people really neglect the past, isn't it? What's more, colorful, unconsciously will give people a sense of solemn luxury not to desecrate..." "Amitabha Buddha..." Just as he was talking, suddenly the old nun with the little nun who had just been there appeared from the forest, reading the Buddha's name and knocking on the rosewood fish, interrupting Bai Mei's broken thoughts. "Benefactor, since this place is vulgar, why come here?" Bai Mei turned his head, but he still smiled: "It is precisely because it is vulgar here that I, a big vulgar person, dare to stir up trouble, don't I? You see, I won't go to others to tear down the platform for you. Can you share the gold plated on the roof with me?" Mo Shang Ran's forehead began to jump and ache again. The sound of the nun's wooden fish was messed up in an instant.