If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

early spring.

The singing of birds is clear, and the frost blossoms on the windows.

The faint sunlight covered the eyelids, turning into a thin layer of reddish.

Arms that were warmed by ironing were across his waist, and the sound of gentle breathing rose and fell by his ears. Cheng Siqi reached out and fumbled, and was grabbed by his wrist, rubbed his wrist and kissed it.

"It's time."

A deep and slightly cold male voice sounded close to the side of his face, with a hoarse hoarseness, "I'm sorry, the sun is going to dry my ass."

The lips brushed against the inside of the wrist, making it soft and itchy.

Cheng Siqi was so excited that his fingers trembled, he opened his eyes, turned over suddenly, grabbed back, and pressed the person holding him under him.

The gauze curtain was hanging down, and the light coming through was bright and dark, scraping on the innocent and handsome eyebrows and eyes, like jade like a painting.

"What's going on?"

Wu Yan helped Cheng Siqi's waist, and was about to sit up in this position, but there was a weight on his body.

Cheng Siqi rubbed against Wuyan's neck, arched it slightly, brushed his eyelashes lightly on the side of Wuyan's face, and said in a low voice: "Today our clinic is closed. I'll go to the commercial firm in the west of the city to buy things, and you can knock on it in the temple." Muyu, wait for me to give the betrothal gift."

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten out by the abbot?" Wu Yan asked.

Cheng Siqi said indifferently: "Abbot Liaoci has old arms and legs, how could he beat me? Besides, why did he beat me? Didn't the seventh girl from the carpenter's house next door marry him as a young monk from Guangming Temple? Customs can't help it, Can you only allow state officials to set fires and not allow people to light lamps?"

"There are so many fallacies..."

Hearing Cheng Siqi's plausible statement, Wuyan smiled helplessly, followed his memory and feeling, raised his hand in the vast darkness in front of him, and touched his face.

After another dawdling, Insatiable finally coaxed Cheng Siqi out of bed.

After the two of them washed up, they changed into dusty monk robes, hung the Buddhist beads that had faded like ordinary wooden beads around their necks, and went out to the Guangming Temple outside the city.

And Cheng Siqi went to the front yard, opened the window of the hospital to let out the dust that had been stuffy all night, and called the aunt on the street to buy some steamed buns for him to stuff.

"It's stuffed with meat again..."

Putting the bun into his mouth, Wu Yan frowned slightly.

"You've lost weight these days, and you need to eat some meat." Cheng Siqi sent Wuyan out, "What's more, you've broken your sex ring, so you still care about eating meat?"

While talking here, neighbors would open the door from time to time, and hawkers would pass by, all smiling and nodding with Wuyan and Cheng Siqi.

"Little master, your little brother is right, you see your chin has become sharp these two months, eat more! Come on, auntie will give you two steamed stuffed buns, take it with you on the way, it's hot!" the auntie from the stall next door You don't need money, just stuff the steamed stuffed buns.

The old carpenter who was waiting in front of the stall to buy buns shouted: "Little Master Wuyan, my daughter will also go up the mountain to see her head of the house later, driving the ox cart, don't bother climbing the mountain, I will ask that lazy girl to come out, let's go together Walk!"

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Wang!"

Cheng Siqi quickly agreed, and put on a cloak for Wuyan to avoid the cold wind on the mountain.

After a while, Seventh Girl from the carpenter's shop next door came out, with her head crossed and a gentle smile on her face. She was tightly wrapped and her belly was protruding. It could be seen that she was pregnant some days ago.Cheng Siqi, with his insatiable medical skills, cut Seventh Girl's pulse and watched them leave the city in a bullock cart.

The bustling yard fell silent in the blink of an eye.

He changed his clothes, closed the shop, and walked out quickly.

The hazy sky seeped through the thin clouds.

The warm spring scenery is accompanied by cooking smoke and morning mist scattered in the streets and alleys, pedestrians are sparse, and the aroma of steamed buns and wontons is hot on the passing clothes. It is an early morning that is no different from the past.

While looking at the scenery on the street, Cheng Siqi pinched his fingers and counted the money in the purse.

"After saving for so long, I can count it all together."

He sighed, a thin white mist blurred in front of his eyes.

It has been more than half a year since Wuyan and him came to Yanbei City where mortals gather.

That battle ruined Insatiable's dantian, and made Cheng Siqi lose the last possibility of recovering his cultivation.Once they became mortals from immortality, the two unexpectedly didn't have too much difference, and didn't think too much, so they chose a small mortal city at random and settled down.

When you are a monk, money from the mortal world comes with a wave of your hand, and you have to dislike it as too much and useless.But now that they have become mortals, Wu Yan and Cheng Siqi are stumped by the difficulty of eating, drinking, and spending money everywhere.

After spending all his little silver, Wu Yan had no choice but to go to the Guangming Temple outside the city to place an order to help people recite scriptures and do Buddhist rituals.

There were very few monks in the Guangming eunuch, and it was hard for him to come to a decent monk. The abbot welded the gate and refused to let Wuyan go, so he gave Wuyan a living.

After saving some money, the two opened a small clinic in the city.Occasionally visiting a doctor to get medicine can be regarded as a small income.

Cheng Siqi didn't want to be resigned, so he asked Wuyan to teach him medical skills.

A genius who cultivates Taoism can naturally be regarded as a genius wherever he goes.It didn't take long for Cheng Siqi to provoke the leader of the medical clinic, and even pretended to be a little genius doctor, sitting on the threshold every day, facing the old doctor in the opposite pharmacy, and spamming each other's quack doctors.

Later, for some reason, the old doctor was sprayed down, smashed the gate of Wuyan's house for two nights, crying and asking for a teacher.

In the end, he coaxed the old man back with good words, closed the door and beat Master Cheng Shao on the ass, and the matter was settled.

The trivial and trivial days were not at all seen in the past when they were cultivating immortals, but now they are counted infrequently, but they are very interesting.

Many times Cheng Siqi was in a daze, feeling that those things in the realm of comprehension had become too far away, even illusory.It has been a long time since he dreamed of the talent of the past, or the difficult and dangerous killings, or the blood splattered all over the family.

"Hey, Doctor Cheng is here!"

The sudden shout in his ear pulled Cheng Siqi back from his thoughts.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the gate of the cloth village. It turned out that he had walked through half of Yanbei City unknowingly and arrived at the cloth village in the west of the city.

The proprietress of the cloth shop smiled and said, "Doctor Cheng, come to make clothes for Master Wuyan again? The few feet of satin cut last time are suitable for making robes, right? It's spring, so we need to make some fresh clothes."

When the proprietress talked about the last cloth, Cheng Siqi's eyebrows flashed with embarrassment.

The snow-white satin that covered the bed was all cut into snowflakes by him, and the robe was not finished, and he was spanked endlessly. It can be said that he lost his wife and lost his army.

"It was good last time," he said with a smile as he entered the door, "This time, we need to order good fabrics and red silk, and we will get married on the fifteenth day of next month. The proprietress will also come to have a drink at that time."

"Hey, are you getting married?"

The proprietress smiled as she expected, "That's good, I'm sure I'll drink this wedding wine!"

Yanbei City is not big, and the neighbors are familiar with each other.

Cheng Siqi bought the cloth, and went to the fur shop to collect the deerskins and live geese that had been ordered earlier, so he had prepared the dowry.

Ordinary people don't pay much attention to their homes. After the things are ready, a few enthusiastic neighbors came, and they drove to Guangming Temple in a bustling bustle.

The monk married a daughter-in-law. Last year, the seventh girl from the carpenter's family showed everyone. This year, it was the monk's turn to form a bond, and the man got married, which opened the eyes of the common people in Yanbei City.

Nowadays, even mortals can accept immortal cultivation and recovery of spiritual energy, and the common people don't have anything to reject when two men get married.

Instead, when it was the wedding day, many neighbors came to help, some hung red silk, some posted happy words, and the old doctor from the pharmacy opposite also strolled over and wrote a pair of loving couplets.

"Hey, Cheng boy, you and the old man have a solid relationship."

On the way, the old doctor dragged the bridegroom to the corner, and muttered, "You two men suddenly got married, did you, ah, just... the magic medicine for men and women, come up with it?"

"Do it, do it, do it later!"

Cheng Siqi was so busy that he was dizzy, he casually stuffed the old man on the mat, then hurriedly put on the big red flowers, and hurriedly greeted the bride before the auspicious time.

Welcoming relatives is just from the next room to the main room.

Changing into a red robe, Wu Yan raised his arms to embrace Cheng Siqi, who ran in quickly, and kissed him with his head down, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said with a low smile, "Do you know the disadvantages of being a bridegroom officer? Tired?" Let’s take a sneak break, it’s still early.”

There was constant commotion outside the door.

The aunt who sells buns is calling for vinegar and salt, and there is too much water, and I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with the banquet.

The carpenter Uncle Wang and the old doctor laughed and talked loudly, but were reprimanded by the old lady next to them, so please keep your voice down.The laughter of the children drifted through the window, and the proprietress of the cloth shop was distributing happy candy.

Cheng Siqi listened to the boiling sound outside, put his head into Wuyan's arms, and said weakly, "I don't want to get married anymore..."

He patted Cheng Siqi's back helplessly, carried the little sticky cake on his back tirelessly, and was greeted with laughter as soon as he went out.

"Such an adult still has to carry it!"

"Doctor Cheng Xiao is acting like a baby again, are you ashamed?"

The children lit up the firecrackers, and they exploded cracklingly, and the bright red debris filled the small courtyard with the wind.

Several young men were coaxing and beating the gongs and drums, and a young boy was puffing his cheeks and playing the suona. It was festive, cheerful and lively.

There was no seat in the high hall, only a plaque with no name on one side and a string of Buddhist beads on the other side.

Familiar neighbors gathered around, Xi Po looked at the sun outside, and shouted: "Pray to heaven and earth—!"

Halfway through the yelling, his expression turned serious, "Hey, Master Wuyan, quickly put Dr. Cheng down, it's against the rules! There's no one who goes behind his back..."

"Okay, ma'am!"

Before Xi Po started talking, Cheng Siqi quickly slid down, pulled Wuyan's sleeves, turned around and bowed down.

"Second worship high hall——!"

Towards an empty seat.

Wuyan bowed down to worship, and for a moment on the tip of his nose, he seemed to smell the familiar and distant fragrance of Buddha.

But he can't see, and his consciousness has gradually dissipated, and he can no longer catch anything.

"They still sent me a lot of congratulatory gifts."

Cheng Siqi looked at the unmarked card and said in a low voice.

The two sleeves brushed lightly, and soon there were fingers entangled, holding each other tightly.

Sensing that the opponent's palms were wet and sweaty at some point, Cheng Siqi hooked Wuyan's palms, and Wuyan squeezed his fingers in turn.

Tide, a little sticky, but unexpectedly solid.

Some children joined in the fun and scattered flower paper, like colored light, covering the heads and shoulders of the two of them.

Having experienced the demons of life and death together, and killing impermanence together, it is not uncommon for him to be filled with the atmosphere of fireworks.

Xi Po continued: "Husband and wife..."

Before the words were finished, the door was suddenly knocked open, and a young monk was sweating profusely with an anxious face, his shoes ran away, his face was flushed, he was stunned, and then he shouted: "Xiao, Xiao Qi is about to give birth! She shed, shed a lot of blood, Dr. Cheng... Dr. Cheng!"

"Doctor Cheng help!"

Everyone looked at each other, immediately threw away the gongs and drums, and rushed towards the carpenter's house.

Tang didn't ask for help, Cheng Siqi and Wuyan stood outside the door of Seventh Girl's delivery room with big red flowers on their backs, went in and cut the pulse through the curtain, and took the medicine.

Uncle Wang was so anxious that he became dizzy, and sat on the bench to criticize the little monk from Seventh Girl's family.The little monk stood obediently, was scolded honestly, and even served tea to his father-in-law.

When the loud cry of the baby sounded, and Mrs. Wen hugged the newborn to congratulate her, everyone was already tired and hungry.

So, at midnight, the wedding banquet was reopened.

Two or three hours later, the well-fed neighbors went back to their houses under the twilight of the morning light, talking in twos and threes about the marriage and Seventh Girl's big fat boy.

Wuyan and Cheng Siqi closed the door, and resignedly picked up the broom to clean up the mess in the courtyard.

On the day of Cheng Siqi's marriage, he was called up before dawn. After cleaning up, his back ached and he was so tired that he didn't want to move.

The anger of firecrackers still exists on the tip of the nose.

The sky was bright, pouring down from all sides of the courtyard wall.

Cheng Siqi stared blankly at the sky that was turning from dark to bright for a while, then facing the rising sun and thousands of rays of light, he pulled down Wuyan who was helping him, raised his head, and said softly, "Come on, husband and wife say goodbye."

The slightly cool lips touched.

Insatiable paused, leaned over and half-kneeled, supported Cheng Siqi's back neck, let his lips and tongue raging in his mouth, then raised his arms around his waist and hips, hugged him, and smiled with his eyes closed He said: "Licheng, send it to the bridal chamber."