Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

"Hahahaha-"

Half a month later, Nan Su's wanton laughter suddenly spread throughout the Temple of God of Wealth.

Since reaching a consensus with Dianchen, the two have not disturbed each other again, but Nan Su was still a little afraid that the man would pick him up again, so he forcibly held back the idea of ​​going down the mountain.

But the temple was really boring, so Nan Su always changed into monk's clothes, moved a small bench and sat in front of each temple, observing the movements of the people passing by like a young monk collecting incense——

It was the only fun he could find now.

No, today his small bench is placed in front of the God of Wealth Temple, where people come and go, he holds his chin, still looking at all kinds of beings, while silently saying in his heart: Well, a middle-aged elder brother is going down the steps, good!

Well, a rich old man followed, not bad!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the banging of the Buddhist bell suddenly came from the main peak. The middle-aged elder brother stopped, stood on the spot and clasped his hands reverently. On the steps, he gnawed on the plump big ass in front of him!

What the hell!

The bewildered Nan Su went through such a drastic change without warning, and couldn't help laughing loudly. Immediately, everyone was so startled by his laughter that they cast their gazes.

The rich businessman let go of his mouth with his quickest reaction.

The middle-aged elder brother coughed awkwardly.

However, a circle of wet teeth marks still remained on his big ass...

So in Nansu, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha to laugh at all.

He also wanted to leave here, but he couldn't move because of the laughter, huh, what should I do...

The blue veins of the wealthy businessman and the middle-aged elder brother burst more and more bulging amidst Nan Su's haha.

So, Nan Su continued hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

Maybe laughter is contagious.

The others held back at first, but under Nan Su's strong encouragement, everyone started the second round one after another hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

A master glared at his stupid apprentice who was following him with two big dies bared, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he finally stood up.

He walked up to Nan Su: "Sixth Imperial Concubine, pay attention to your manners."

Nan Su laughed so hard that he knelt on the ground, hugged the small bench, and said breathlessly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...hahahahaha, no, I can't hold it back! Hahahahahahahaha..."

master:"……"

Master: "Sixth Imperial Concubine! It's the time to strike the bell. Buddhism is important to avoid shouting and teasing. If you really can't hold it back, then the old monk can only accept your monk's uniform!"

Nan Su wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes: "Why?"

The master shook his cassock, looked up at the sky and said, "...at least, don't laugh in our clothes."

Does that mean you can laugh in other clothes?

Nan Su was startled, and laughed until he was rolling all over the floor hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

Master: I can't live through this day!

After the 36 bells rang to silence, Dianchen opened his eyes, lowered his gaze slightly, and saw the little monk with hair that was almost bursting with laughter below through the gaps of several pines.

He looked at him quietly, lowered his eyelashes calmly, turned his head and said calmly: "Let's go, don't keep Master Wisely waiting."

Ping Shun also saw the scene just now, and almost held back until the corners of his mouth were about to convulse.

He quickly straightened his face, chased after him, and said helplessly, "Sixth Lord, don't worry about it, Sixth Imperial Concubine has led the entire Hongfu Temple away~"

Dianchen strode away, his tone seemed to be taken for granted: "What does it have to do with me?"

But he didn't expect that when that Prince Qingyuan gained the title of Sixth Imperial Concubine, even though they had nothing to do with each other, people would still tie him up with him.

It was as if he was really his husband...

The dusk was sinking, and autumn was beginning to rise. A few big white birds flying south passed by in the sky, and after a few cheerful cries, they gradually disappeared.

At this moment, a young monk came to Dianchen's study room, saluted respectfully, and said, "Sixth prince, after discussing with several masters, I felt that the incident of the sixth concubine's quarrel had a profound impact, so I decided to serve the monk Take it back, and let him meditate quietly."

Meditate quietly.

I'm afraid it would be more appropriate to say that he was blacklisted.

Dianchen put down the medicine bowl, and after returning the gift, he said in a gentle voice: "Since that's the case, the little master should go to discuss with the sixth imperial concubine."

But the little monk said: "After all, the sixth imperial concubine is your wife. As the saying goes, if you don't look at the monk's face, you have to look at the Buddha's face."

In other words, beating a dog depends on the owner.

Dianchen slightly raised his eyebrows, and gave a very brief chuckle, but the meaning in the smile was unclear.

He twisted the beads again, and said lightly, "I have no objection."

Unexpectedly, he would express his opinion like this, but after that, the news of that person would still be sent to him every now and then...

For example, when the clothes were taken away, the man cried for an hour;

For another example, once that person appeared near the temple later, two eighteen Arhat-like monks would immediately lift him up and throw him back to his residence.Dian Chen ran into him once later, when the man howled, he looked like a pig about to be slaughtered during a sacrifice;

For another example, the man felt really bored, so he asked Lu Yao to buy some wine and bring it to the temple, planning to drink away his worries.

But how can one drink alcohol in a temple?

The monks refused to let him go, so the man put his hips on his hips and quarreled with the abbot, but he seemed aggrieved: "Every day, I won't let you do this, and I won't let you do that! It's already a shame for you not to take a woman up the mountain. I'm not a real monk, why are you doing this to me!"

The abbot was helpless, wishing he could give this stupid mortal a stick!

But no problem, after all, this temple is still thanks to the blessing of the royal family, so the incense is so strong, so I just nodded with a livid face.

Ping Shun couldn't help reminding: "Master Liu, you really don't care?"

When he asked this, Dianchen was doing acupuncture.In the smog of wormwood in the room, the man was lying on the mat, with beads of sweat on his forehead, he frowned slightly and said, "Don't meddle in your own business."

However, that dude got into trouble after all.

At the beginning of October, the little monk came to Dianchen again, but this time his tone was much more desperate: "Prince Six, your concubine is really making a fuss, the temple can't accommodate him!"

After hearing this, Dian Chen calmly said, "What's the matter?"

The little monk sighed: "The sixth imperial concubine was drunk last night, she sneaked into the abbot's meditation room, stole the relic, tied it to the fireworks, lit the fire, and exploded into the sky with a bang!"

Dian Chen directly asked the black face with a question mark: "???"

The little monk said sadly: "Our eight hundred monks searched the mountain for several hours before we found the relic. This is a blessing in misfortune."

Fortunately, Dianchen felt relieved secretly, and asked in a concentrated voice: "Then this is the little master?"

The little monk immediately shed two tears: "The relic was found, but it was blown to pieces~"

Dian Chen: "..."

The always gentle man slowly raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, and rubbed tiredly, as if he had never encountered such a speechless thing in his life.

After a while, he propped himself up on the edge of the couch and sat up, saying, "Wait a minute, I'll put on some clothes."