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Gao Laozhang, played by the magician, quietly walked to a remote place. When he saw the man standing in the darkness, he lamented: "Why did you come to me again?"
The man took a step forward, it was Chen Xuanzang. He said sincerely: "I'm here to beg you. As long as you don't marry your daughter to Zhu Gangxi, I will have a chance to resolve this evil fate."
The magician said helplessly: "You have to know, this is just an illusion. It doesn't matter whether I marry my daughter to Zhu Gangxi or not. What matters is whether Zhu Gangxi is willing to let go of the past. We are not here to marry Miss Duan." Happiness is about letting the pig demon let go of his hateful heart. Yes, I can cancel tomorrow's wedding, but if the pig demon is angered by you, then we have worked hard to seal his demonic nature and awaken his humanity. It¡¯s all over!¡±
"I will go back and persuade the pig demon." Chen Xuanzang said Lingran.
The magician was surprised: "How to persuade? You come up with a reason to persuade him to give up his wife as an adulterer? We are reenacting an illusion. Everything that happens here is not real!"
"Just be patient and it will be over!" the magician advised.
"It's not a question of what I can't bear, but that I can't sacrifice the happiness of others just because I want to awaken the pig demon's heart. I don't have the right to make this sacrifice for Miss Duan. If I have to make such a choice"
Xuanzang raised his head and said firmly: "I would rather kill it!"
The magician was speechless and had to say: "Then go and persuade the pig demon! If you can convince it, I will cancel tomorrow's wedding." Xuanzang whispered: "It's a deal!" The magician looked at it He replied meaningfully: "It's a deal."
"Then I'll go find it now!" Xuanzang turned around and left.
Zhu Gangxi lived in the Zhujia pig farm, not far from Gaojiazhuang. Perhaps because of the illusion, when Chen Xuanzang wanted to find it, he naturally came to the Zhujia pig farm. He recognized Zhu Ganghei from the crowd at a glance, because it was as ugly as a pig. A man who attracted attention to it would be like a firefly in the dark no matter where he was, so bright and so bright. Outstanding, the ears that catch the wind, the uneven yellow teeth, the miraculous knife skills of cutting a pig into eight pieces on the chopping board, and the melancholy martini, they are all deeply intoxicating. betrayed it.
Chen Xuanzang walked to the pork stall, picked up the glass of martini, and said: "I have only seen two pork guys who drink martinis. Coincidentally, you are one of them."
Zhu Gang did not look at Xuanzang. He looked at his knife intently and whispered: "I'll treat you to this cup"
Chen Xuanzang drank it all in one gulp and said with emotion: "The world is always obsessed with appearances, just like this glass of martini. Who would have thought that even if it is placed on the pork stall, it will not be stained with a trace of oil and still maintain a perfect taste." Eight degrees, its salt frost is just right, and the lemon taste is very refreshing.¡±
After saying that, he took a deep sniff of the wine: "The base wine is gin, and the storage time is just right."
"Some people can still be graceful, spotless, and fresh even if they are standing in front of a pork stall. Some people can be greasy, full of dirty thoughts, and rude even if they are at a banquet." Chen Xuanzang looked at the beheading. Zhu Gangxi, a pig, was dressed cleanly and neatly. Even the cuffs, which are most likely to be stained with grease, were also very clean.
Even standing next to the pork stall, Zhu Ganghei was different. His clothes were meticulous, his hair was not messy, and even the pork that had just been chopped into eight pieces was neat and clean. Killing a pig is like creating a work of art. If it weren't for being too ugly, this man would be a completely elegant gentleman.
"The world has misjudged you!" Chen Xuanzang exclaimed: "If you weren't so ugly, you must be a very popular person."
"That would be too close to them!" Zhu Gangxi laughed and said, "It's not that easy to see clearly."
"Mr. Chen, what's the matter with your visit today?" Zhu Gangyi raised his head and asked. Even at this time, he did not look at Chen Xuanzang. He seemed too shy and always avoided eye contact with others.
"You know me?" Chen Xuanzang was a little surprised.
Zhu Gangyi nodded: "I have always heard of Mr. Chen's name."
"Then you must also know about my relationship with Gao Cuilan!" Chen Xuanzang said in surprise: "I came here today to persuade you to give up this marriage and prevent all tragedies that are about to happen. Gao Cuilan doesn't love you, and her character is like that Impulse! You are together"
"Okay!" Zhu Gangyi lowered his head and avoided Chen Xuanzang's eyes, just staring at the knife.
"You will not be happy together." Chen Xuanzang still wanted to persuade, butZang was stunned and didn't know why things were going backwards.
Sun Wukong in the sky said calmly: "Let me tell you! He will make a mess on his own without me making trouble. Do you think his fate is decided by me? Do you think his tragedy is caused by me? Without me, Everything will still happen. From the moment he fell in love, it was already doomed!"
The magician sighed: "First of all, it is best not to meet each other, so that we can not fall in love."
"I was worried that being passionate would harm my holy life, and I was afraid that I would fall in love with you when I entered the mountains. I have both the Dharma and the Dharma in the world, and I can't live up to the Tathagata and I will live up to you." Wukong sighed: "How can a destined Buddhist learner reap a happy love? ?" Wukong turned around and asked: "Do you think Miss Duan is the incarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva? If so, Chen Xuanzang doesn't have to be sad!"
"Ms. Duan's true identity is a man?" The magician thought for a while, nodded and said: "Only in this way can it be perfect."
"Besides, this love is destined to be a tragedy." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com