Tian Yuan

Chapter 2071 Stinky Monk

Let’s get married!

These words were like thunder, striking Liu Nansheng's eardrums hard. His taut heartstrings trembled uncontrollably, and his lips opened a little wider, looking charming and attractive.

The pupils contracted to one point, a buzzing sound echoed in the ears, the sea of consciousness was blank, and the ability to think was temporarily lost.

Liu Nansheng never thought that the old bald man would say such words to her. It was simply... simply outrageous and beyond her comprehension.

At this moment, deep down in her heart she was not feeling joy but shock.

She would rather believe that she had mistakenly entered an illusion of the emperor's pattern rules than accept what she encountered today.

It's not a dream, but an absurdity!

Moreover, the old bald donkey not only said this, but also looked at Liu Nansheng with sincere eyes, refusing to look away.

After being stunned for a while, Liu Nansheng's face suddenly darkened and she cursed in a delicate voice: "Become your sister's kiss, get out!"

After saying this, Liu Nansheng raised his hand and waved.

Swah——

The old monk who was originally staying in the living room of Liu's house changed his position and returned to his residence in an instant.

He returned home in the blink of an eye, and the old monk felt very calm.

Anyway, I have said what I needed to say and I have made up my mind about the regrets.

As a mortal living in this world, you should work hard, otherwise you will easily starve to death.

"I have to fix up my room."

The old monk muttered to himself, preparing to take out his savings hidden under the bed, hire someone to renovate his residence, and buy some daily necessities.

Although it was still early, the old monk had no plan to go to Liu's house again, but was chopping firewood in the yard.

At the same time, at the end of West Street in Shijiang Town, at Liu Mansion.

After sending the old monk away, Liu Nansheng sat on the chair, holding the armrests tightly with both hands, his eyes moistened, and he cursed: "You bald ass, who wants to marry you? With the look of you, I would not be attracted to you even if I were blind."

"The body of a mortal, unwashed, covered in dirt, is truly disgusting."

"Back then, I fell in love with you because you were pretty. Now, you have neither the ability nor the looks. I am not a fool, so how could I agree to you?"

"Damn monk! Stinky monk! Bastard..."

As he cursed, Liu Nansheng's eyes could no longer hold back the moisture, and two lines of tears slid down, leaving two shallow marks on his cheeks.

The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

She couldn't help but close her eyes and went back to 20,000 years ago, to the day of their separation.

"Monk, I'll wait for you here."

"Well, I've taken care of it and will be back soon."

After waiting for a long time, the girl did not see the young monk. After that, she went to the Buddhist temple to ask for a result, but she returned in despair.

That scene of farewell filled with endless regrets reunited in the deep sea of memory, forming a new fragment and bringing the story to a sequel.

"Some things are tricky and take a long time to handle, so I'm late. Sorry."

The vast desert in memory grew countless flowers and plants at this moment. The young monk walked slowly towards them, stepping on the petals that fell on the ground, with an apologetic look on his face, begging for forgiveness.

"It's okay, just come."

The girl stood in the depths of the sea of flowers, waiting, and had not left for many years. When she saw the person coming, her lips curled up slightly, and the dimples at the corners of her lips reflected the starry sky, dispelling all the darkness in the world, shining brightly and tenderly.

......

The next morning, the old monk did not go to Liu's house, but went to the market and invited some masters to improve the house.

Now that we have this plan, we must put it into action and not delay.

Time is precious and cannot be wasted.

The old monk was working and his clothes were soon soaked with sweat.

Liu Nansheng, who was staying in the mansion, thought that the old monk would come to visit, so he dressed up carefully and waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

So, Liu Nansheng used his spiritual sense to spy on the old monk.

Seeing the old monk busying around at home, Liu Nansheng's face turned cold: "He is indeed a bastard."

In Liu Nansheng's opinion, the old monk was making fun of him. He had clearly said those words yesterday, but today he did not come to propose marriage and was actually doing odd jobs. It was really too much.

"I wanted to give you a chance, but now it's gone!"

Liu Nansheng didn't know the old monk's real intention of renovating the house, so he was quite angry.

Under normal circumstances, the old monk should prepare the betrothal gifts and go to the wife's house to propose marriage.

After a busy day, night falls.

The old monk took a bath, changed into clean and refreshing clothes, and strode towards Liu Mansion on West Street.

The door of the mansion was closed and there was silence.

When I reached the door, it was still not open.

Seeing this, the old monk smiled helplessly.

It was impossible for Liu Nansheng not to know that the old monk had come, and he deliberately did not open the door for him, which made it clear that he was sulking and did not want to meet him.

"Why are you angry? Did I do something wrong?"

The old monk did not intend to go back, but sat on the steps at the door and began to think about this problem.

What needs to be said has been said, and what needs to be done is being done.

"Don't you dislike me?"

Thinking of this, the old monk touched his cheek, his skin was rough and his facial features were ordinary.

The most important thing is that ordinary people who have not undergone marrow cleansing are very dirty in the eyes of practitioners. There is dirt hidden under every inch of their skin that cannot be washed clean.

Unless one uses supernatural powers, one cannot remove the dirt from the mortal body.

"Probably not!"

The old monk talked to himself.

Sitting in a daze, thinking about the traces of the past years.

When the two first met, the old monk saved Liu Nansheng's life. Later, Liu Nansheng became a follower, often saying, "It's a pity that a monk is so handsome."

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

The old monk looked up at the moon and muttered softly.

The wind at night is particularly cold.

The old monk sitting at the door couldn't help but shudder.

Perhaps because of the old monk's persistence, or because he didn't want him to catch a cold, Liu Nansheng softened his heart.

Crunch!

The door opened.

Hearing the voice, the old monk turned around with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He stood up, dusted himself off, and strode in.

As the old monk entered, the door closed automatically.

The palace was brightly lit.

After coming in, the old monk no longer felt cold.

The old monk walked straight to the hall and saw Liu Nansheng sitting in the main seat. His eyes softened and his smile became even more intense.

"What's the matter?"

Liu Nansheng looked cold.

"want to see you."

Without the identity of the abbot of the Buddhist sect, the old monk no longer had any concerns when speaking. He expressed what was in his mind without hesitation, very directly.

Liu Nansheng, who was planning to say something cold, had a slightly changed look in his eyes, and his lips parted for a long time without uttering a single word.