Tian Yuan

Chapter 2073 Marriage Proposal, Comb

After the house was repaired, the old monk went to the market and bought some red paper and red wax, as well as two bright red clothes, which was very festive.

It looks like it’s time to take the next step.

After completing all preparations, the old monk picked an auspicious day and rushed to Liu Mansion early in the morning.

It was still dark, but the gate of Liu's residence was open.

The old monk strode in and placed a gift box in his hand on the table.

As for Liu Nansheng, he has not appeared yet.

The old monk was not in a hurry. He sat in the living room, pursed his lips, and waited patiently.

Half an hour later, Liu Nansheng walked slowly out of the main house.

"Why are you here so early today?"

Although Liu Nansheng has lived for more than 20,000 years, he is thin-skinned and pretends to be indifferent when it comes to emotional matters.

Asking knowingly.

"Propose marriage."

The old monk spoke succinctly and to the point.

"When did I agree?"

Liu Nansheng said coldly.

"this is for you."

The old monk pretended not to hear Liu Nansheng's question. He stood up and walked over, holding a carefully decorated red gift box in his hand.

"what?"

In recent days, Liu Nansheng no longer uses his magical powers, and slowly integrates into the mortal world, enjoying the warm days spent with the old monk.

Therefore, Liu Nansheng really had no idea what was in the box, and he was unwilling to cast a spell to peek.

Knowing in advance means less fun and surprise.

The old monk said, "You will know after you take a look."

Gada!

With a bit of curiosity and anticipation, Liu Nansheng reached out and opened the box.

The contents of the box came into view.

A red comb.

The workmanship is simple and very ordinary.

"Old bald donkey, are you going to marry me with a broken comb?"

Liu Nansheng looked displeased and scolded.

This was made by the old monk himself. To others, it is not as good as a piece of firewood, but to someone, it means a lot.

However, even if it has a remarkable meaning, it cannot be given away so cheaply!

Angry! Unhappy!

Liu Nansheng stared at the old monk with a gloomy face, demanding a reasonable explanation. Otherwise, the marriage today would be a waste of time, and we can talk about it later.

"The day I first met you, you had just escaped from danger, your hair was messy, and you asked me if I had a comb..."

The old monk recounted a past event in great detail.

How could a monk carry a comb with him?

Besides, a practitioner can tidy up his appearance with just a thought, there is no need to go through so much trouble.

Some monks have a more elegant pursuit of life and will prepare some exquisite little gadgets.

"I will comb your hair for you in the future, okay?"

After talking about the past, the old monk suddenly changed the subject and spoke in a gentle and affectionate voice.

Liu Nansheng, who was originally a little angry, suddenly wilted, her cherry lips opened and closed, and she was speechless.

There was still some anger on her face, but her heart was filled with ripples of honey.

Where did this old bald donkey learn this?

Something was not right. Liu Nansheng immediately suppressed his emotions, frowned, and looked alert.

"Say!"

Liu Nansheng was very serious.

"say what?"

The old monk said blankly.

"How did you, a monk, know these tricks? Could it be that you secretly kept a little woman in the past?"

Liu Nansheng questioned loudly.

The old monk was devoted to saving the world. Logically speaking, even if he was reincarnated, he would not have learned these little tricks out of thin air. There must be a hidden reason behind it.

Knowing the old monk's character and personality well, Liu Nansheng found it difficult to fully accept it.

Especially during the time they were together, the old monk seemed to have come to his senses, and occasionally he would say something seductive, which made Liu Nansheng's heart flutter and she couldn't resist.

You must ask clearly, otherwise you will feel uneasy.

The old monk did not intend to hide anything and confessed: "I learned it from the storybook."

"A storybook?" Liu Nansheng asked in surprise.

"Every once in a while, Yiyi would come to visit the Buddhist sect. She would bring some resources from the Chamber of Commerce and some storybooks."

The Buddhist sect didn't care much about resources and worldly things, and had never asked Chen Yiyi for them, and had refused them many times. However, Chen Yiyi was very determined and insisted that the Buddhist sect accept them.

There was no other choice but for Buddhism to accept Chen Yiyi’s kindness.

In addition to various resources, there are also various types of storybooks.

Among a pile of storybooks, the most numerous are love stories.

Chen Yiyi probably knew about the past between the old monk and Liu Nansheng, so she used them as a template and wrote a long story, which was three parts true and seven parts false.

The old monk finished reading the book with a strong sense of immersion. Afterwards, he also read other books.

When I read the storybook, I didn't have much emotional fluctuations.

In order to be free in the next life and not be bound by any constraints, the old monk would often think of the little tricks in the storybooks and use them naturally.

"A Buddhist abbot actually reads this kind of thing."

Liu Nansheng knew the reason and put away his vigilance, speaking in a gentle voice with a hint of contempt.

"To reunite with you."

Not only did the old monk not argue, he even climbed up the pole.

The sudden love words made Liu Nansheng's cheeks look like they were stained with a light layer of rouge, and her earlobes were a little red. She didn't dare to look directly at the person in front of her, and said softly: "You..."

From a high place, Chen Qingyuan watched this scene, his expression changed slightly, he laughed and whispered: "I never thought the old monk had such a side. He was solemn and serious in the past, but he is so slick today. He is like two different people."

If it wasn't for the purpose of guarding Buddhism and suppressing that evil spirit, given the old monk's bold love and hate nature, he would have returned to secular life back then, and most likely had more than one child with Liu Nansheng.

"Nan Sheng, take it!"

The old monk changed the subject just right and handed the box forward.

"A broken comb, how stingy."

Although Liu Nansheng said something disdainful, she was very gentle when she picked up the red wooden comb, fearing that it would break. Her eyes were filled with joy that was difficult to conceal.

"Let's go!" Seeing Liu Nansheng put away the comb, the old monk smiled even brighter: "Go home."

Liu Nansheng used this method to hide his emotions, pretending to be calm and not giving a direct answer: "Heh."

blah blah blah!

How could the old monk not know Liu Nansheng's character? He agreed. So, he grabbed Liu Nansheng's hand, looked forward, and strode forward.

It feels smooth and soft like snow.

At this moment, the two people's hearts trembled slightly at the same time.

Holding the hand of the old monk, Liu Nansheng did not struggle at all. He followed his footsteps, walked out of the gate of the Liu Mansion, and passed through the streets and alleys with a clear goal.

They were going... home.

Liu Nansheng, who was half a step behind, first lowered her eyebrows to glance at the tightly clasped hands, then looked up at the old monk's profile, took off her invisible mask, and revealed the charm that a woman should have.