May 6, the first year of Qinghe.

Jie Fengdi, who keeps his promise, wants to visit the father of Kuaihua again.

Arrived halfway…

"Does the VIP want to visit the absurd beginning?"

I saw two figures slowly walking in front of me.

One person was thin, wearing a white dress, with a separate lens on his left eye, and the other person was low, wearing a red dress and a pair of red-framed glasses.

It was Mr. Yuan’s deployment that held Xuanduan on the left and Zhu Lun on the right.

"That's right, two of you?"

Jie Fengdi stopped and asked with doubt.

"The lotus of life is clearing the Fengdi, my young master is waiting for you! Please follow us..."

Zhu Lun put on his glasses and said directly.

"Hmm?" Jie Fengdi looked surprised and his heart was full of doubts.

"Don't be confused by VIPs, please!"

Xuan Duan said with neither humility nor arrogant attitude, making a gesture of invitation.

Jie Fengdi pondered for a moment, then followed him.

After passing through the woods, a pavilion appeared in front of you soon.

"The bamboo path passes through the corridor and the stone dots along the road. Although the peaks are turning around, there are unique scenery. Who is the young master in their mouth?"

Xie Fengdi looked at the surrounding scenery and mysterious arrangements, and felt curious.

"Xuanduan is full of apologizing for a long time. Half of the front is versatile. I hope the VIP will take a few more steps."

Xuan Duan in front of him spoke apologetically.

"The deacon is polite!"

Jie Fengdi nodded and responded.

Soon after, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed.

Five carved railings and ten steps, blowing gold and jade fragrance comes from afar. Why not hurry the palace slaves run around frequently? Don’t teach the young master not to be happy.

In the courtyard with carved railings and jade, flowers and shadows float in fragrance, and palace slaves run, which is a lively scene.

"Huang Zhong?"

As he approached, a purple figure blocked the front. Zhu Lun was a little surprised, and then asked with a strange look on his face: "How come you are here? What about the young master?"

The woman turned around and said lightly: "Young master is having fun with you, don't bother you!"

"I understand, then I'll wait here." Xuan Duan showed a glimmer and nodded.

Just at this moment, a calm voice came from a distance, "Xuanduan, come back, don't wait, be versatile!"

"yes!"

Xuan Duan responded respectfully, then turned around and said, "Vice, please follow us."

...

A kite suddenly rose, and frivolously encountered a good wind.

Let it reach the Qingyun Road, and the traction is nothing more than a treasure rope.

With all the versatile aspects, the slave kowtows.

A standing collared white robe with gold and jade embellishments, with long brown hair hanging on her chest. The noble young man held a silk wheel and teased the kite in the sky.

"Report to the young master, the distinguished guest is here." Xuan Duan said after saluting.

"Um!"

Yuan Wuji, who was carrying his body on his back, said, "Give him a seat!"

"Thank you, Lord!"

Jie Fengdi sat down slowly, even though he was full of doubts, he still showed extreme calmness.

"Hmm? That sword?"

When I looked up, I saw a silver sword shaped like a jade hairpin on the coffee table opposite, which was exactly the weapon of the hibiscus to forge a guest, the tiger tail Chunbing.

"Mr. Xie knows how to use a sword?"

Yuan Wuji naturally had expected that, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but he said lightly.

Jie Fengdi retracted his gaze that looked at Huwei Chunbing, turned to Yuan Wuji, nodded and said, "I know a little bit."

"The sword on those tables..."

Yuan Wuji gently pulled the silk thread, and the tiger tail Chunbing on the coffee table suddenly flipped up, "Give it to you!"

With a gift from the sword, the sword swirled through the air, and the sword tip pointed directly at the heart of the sword.

A strand of black hair fell to the ground, and Jie Fengdi's expression remained unchanged.

"It's as if it's not moving as a mountain, Mr. Jie is so brave."

The tiger's tail spring ice spins inverted, inserted at Jie Fengdi's feet.

"The cliff stops the horse, and the heart of the young master Bodhisattva."

Jie Fengdi glanced at the tiger-tail Chunbing in front of him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said.

"Bodhisattva's heart? Ha..."

Yuan Wuji chuckled, then suddenly pulled the silk thread, and purple thunder roared in the sky, "Young Master Yuan is not a Bodhisattva, and his external actions cannot represent the essence of his heart."

"The Bodhisattva's mind is spirituality and inner depth." Jie Fengdi shook his head and explained.

"Mr. Jie means that the inner spiritual form is external, and only then does external good deeds have them. Do you want this kind of exterior to be valued?"

Yuan Wuji, who was facing away from him, had a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Of course!" Jie Fengdi said for granted.

"Then do you want to repay me?" Yuan Wuji put away his silk wheel and said, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Su Huanzhen is worthy of being Su Huanzhen. Even if he is an enemy in front of him, he can still be said to be the one who is let go.

"Oh..." Jie Fengdi was a little surprised, and then he turned around when he saw the young master in front of him.

After a glance, Yuan Wuji still couldn't help but feel his heart turbulent, but this subtle emotion was quickly suppressed. When walking in a difficult situation, he had to keep in mind four iron rules:

First, never be a good person.

Haven't you seen that even the three male protagonists, Su Huanzhen, Yipianshu, Ye Xiaochai was tortured to death, alive and died. Now Yipianshu is still protected by mud plows and cloth certificates, and will soon turn into a bead, especially the villain who is whitewashed the fastest.

Second, don’t be enemies with Pili’s No. 1 Su Huanzhen, let alone think about hugging your thighs.

The beauty of Pili is so beautiful, it is related to Su Huanzhen, especially not far or near, and dies the fastest, and this is how Master Yuan in the play was once.

Third, when it is time to be a bad person, you must be a bad person.

The eldest nephew, the actor Le Xunyuan, lived a very comfortable life. It can be said that he started with the battle for the hegemony of the ancient world. The longest newcomer who lives is because he has a thick face and a dark heart, a magnificent and glorious appearance, and secretly... he still has to think about his own interests. Until he met for no reason and the moment of whitewashing, it finally ended.

Fourth, if you should be low-key, you should be low-key. So many experts have lived for hundreds or thousands of years before they appear. As soon as they appear, they start to get lunch boxes one by one.

Isn’t this the case with Mr. Yuan, Ren Pingsheng, Zui Gufu and others in the original play?

"Does Mr. Xie understand what is Xi?"

Yuan Wuji didn't think about Xie Fengdi's answer, bent down, washed his hands in the copper basin held by Huang Zhong, and continued.

"I hope to hear it carefully!"

Jie Fengdi showed a look of calming his ears.

"Practitioners accumulate behavior. From practice to acquisition, and even habits, it is the process of accumulation. The reason why a person acquires a certain behavior and forms a habit is because he will accompany a certain happy result. On the contrary, if it is unpleasant, he may learn to avoid this behavior."

Yuan Wuji wiped his hands clean, picked up the wine cup, raised his head and drank it, and said slowly.

"What the young master said is indeed reasonable." Jie Fengdi nodded and said.

"So if you want me to reappear the Bodhisattva mind, I must make me feel that there will be some kind of happy reward."

Yuan Wuji laughed at Jie Fengdi.

"What should the inferior one do?" Xie Fengdi asked curiously.

"This question is very subtle. What should you do? Why do you ask me?" Yuan Wuji picked up a bunch of grapes and suddenly chuckled, "Oh, Qingfeng, curling, Yunyu, you are too quiet today."

Then, he turned around and looked at Jie Fengdi, "Mr. Jie, are you used to singing and dancing, and living in the wine pond and meat forest?"

"I'm not used to it!" Jie Fengdi shook his head and said directly.

"No!" Yuan Wuji denied it directly and said in an unquestionable tone: "From now on, you must learn from it."

Yuan Wuji showed Master Yuan’s domineering side to the fullest. After saying that, he raised his arm again, "Huang Zhong!"

"Young Master." A purple-robed yellow clock walked into the hall and bowed his face.
To be continued...