To keep alive, I tempt Buddhists to lose control every day

Zhu Yan is a fire fox with a wild temperament.

Now, Jiang Yu scolded her in public for the sake of others.

How could she bear it?

Turn around and leave.

After taking a few steps, she saw that Jiang Yu had no intention of keeping her, so she turned back suddenly, her eyes red with anger.

"Jiang Yu, you have forgotten our friendship in our past life. You have no conscience! No wonder the storybook says, 'You only see the new people laughing, and you only hear the old people crying'. Now that you have new friends, you don't care about us old friends anymore. To be honest, I feel a little sympathetic to Bei Xuan now. He was going to die for you! But you chose to escape and didn't even want to see him. Jiang Yu, you will definitely regret it!"

After saying this in a hurry, Zhu Yan ran away without looking back.

"Why is Zhu Yan talking so strangely?"

Lin Xiaomei usually pays attention to the entertainment industry. Although Zhu Yan is just an out-of-date Sichuan opera actor, she was once very popular, so she has some impression of her.

What friendship from the previous life?

Totally confused Plus!

Jiang Yu rubbed his temples hard, feeling very depressed.

Zhu Yan's words were like a huge rock pressing on her chest. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

The invisible pressure was so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

Later, the two of them had no mood to go shopping.

While in the food court, Lin Xiaomei ate a lot of delicious food, such as sugar-coated fruits, egg cakes, and sad jelly...

"Yuyu, try this sad jelly. It's so spicy that it makes me cry."

Lin Xiaomei wiped her mouth with a tissue, and before she knew it, she wiped the corner of her eyes as well.

This time, the more I wiped away my tears, the more I cried.

Jiang Yu raised his hand, gently placed it over her eyes, and cast a healing spell.

A cool feeling like flowing spring water, as gentle as a spring breeze, blew on the eyelids, relieving the stinging spiciness.

"Wow, it feels so good!"

Lin Xiaomei exclaimed and was about to open her eyes when suddenly a force came from the side and pushed her to the ground.

"Zhu Yan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yu was really angry.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Yan came back and even attacked Lin Xiaomei.

"I just can't help being angry! Obviously, I was your most caring friend before."

Zhu Yan held Jiang Yu's hand and said, "Come on, follow me to see Bei Xuan! Only if you stay with us, you will become the you of your previous life."

Jiang Yu pushed her away, his face was extremely cold, "Why do you want to change back to your previous life? I'm fine now..."

"Not good! Not good at all!"

Zhu Yan was furious. He hugged Jiang Yu regardless of the consequences and used the space teleportation technique to bring him to the ancient house in Longyin Mountain.

At the gate of the old house, Meng Yu bowed respectfully to Jiang Yu.

"Miss Jiang, the master asked me to greet you here."

Jiang Yu nodded, with a cold expression on his face, which made Zhu Yan feel even more scared.

"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now..."

Before Zhu Yan finished her words, Jiang Yu ignored her and followed Meng Yu straight into the ancient house.

"I've already said I'm sorry, why are you still angry?"

Zhu Yan followed behind, muttering to herself, still feeling that Jiang Yu had become so ruthless.

In her previous life, whenever she was angry, Jiang Yu would take the initiative to coax her.

Now, why doesn’t this trick work?

In the tea room, the incense burner is filled with the aroma of agarwood, which is mellow and slowly diffuses in the air, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

Si Yao, dressed in a white robe, sat beside the tea table, brewed some tea, and placed it in front of Jiang Yu. "Miss Jiang, we meet again. Don't you think we are destined to be together?"

Jiang Yu curled his lips, "What do you mean by fate? Wasn't it you who arranged it?"

"Miss Jiang, you are too kind. How could I have such a great ability? Fate always has its own arrangements in the dark."

Si Yao's calm demeanor made Jiang Yu feel uneasy and he wanted to hit him.

She endured it and said, "I deliberately asked Zhu Yan to act out such a scene, wasn't it just to test how much I have recovered?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Yan, who was eavesdropping at the door, immediately explained, "It was Si Yao who came up with the idea. You can blame him if you want. But Yu Yu treated me like that just now. I'm really sad, so sad!"

These words made Meng Yu, who was standing next to Zhu Yan, shudder.

She raised her eyes to look at Zhu Yan and reminded him with her eyes: It's over, it's over.

Zhu Yan chose to ignore it and quickly pretended to wipe his eyes, "Yuyu, we are the most important people to you. How can you make us sad?"

Jiang Yu turned around and glared at her.

He didn't say anything, but his words were full of warning.

Zhu Yan swallowed and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything. You guys chat."

Jiang Yu picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

The taste is sweet and leaves a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

It's the flavor she likes.

"Let him come out. He will have to face it sooner or later anyway."

She gently placed the teacup back on the tea table, her movements slow and leisurely, yet revealing a sense of ease.

"How much have you recovered?"

Si Yao couldn't help but feel curious. The girl he saw this time was in a completely different state than the last time they met.

It should be said that it is even more imposing.

Compared to his previous life, Jiang Yu is even more unpredictable now.

Si Yao stood up and walked to the door, pulling Zhu Yan away, and Meng Yu naturally followed.

It's very quiet in the tea room.

Jiang Yu sat quietly, drinking tea patiently, waiting for the person behind the curtain to come out.

As a breeze blew by, a faint scent of peach wood floated in the air.

Taste, very light.

If Jiangyu wasn't familiar with the taste, he would hardly notice it.

Finally, Bei Xuan, dressed in a light golden cassock, sat opposite Jiang Yu with a cold expression.

In front of Jiang Yu, he tried his best to suppress his turbulent emotions, but the faint red mole between his eyebrows betrayed him.

Jiang Yu's eyes swept across the red mole between his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but chuckle, "It seems that you haven't changed."

He lowered his eyes and didn't respond.

"You even used teleportation in public. Aren't you afraid of affecting the world?"

Jiang Yu picked up the teacup and took another sip.

"It's only on a small scale, and their memories have been erased, so it won't have any impact."

Bei Xuan picked up the teapot and refilled her tea.

"This world has no influence, what about you?"

Jiang Yu's question made Bei Xuan's hand holding the teapot pause.

His voice was clear and deep, sounding like mountain spring water, "I'm fine too."

"Didn't Zhu Yan say that you vomited blood?"

Jiang Yu's continuous questioning caused Bei Xuan's seemingly calm demeanor to show a hint of turmoil.

"Vomiting blood is because the inner demons are hard to get rid of."

He had no intention of hiding it, and it couldn't be hidden.

When Jiang Yu asked this, he naturally had some guesses in his mind.

Bei Xuan was flustered, and felt even more uncomfortable under her unconcealed gaze, even his ears turned red.

She held her chin with one hand and looked into those beautiful amber eyes, "Take off your clothes."