The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

Seeing that Shen He was unmoved, Hu Tao rolled her eyes and raised an issue that could not be ignored.

"I believe in Lin Ye's character. He will not do something that would ruin his career. Otherwise, I will be the first one to stand up for you and kill that scumbag with my own hands." Hu Tao said righteously, and then sighed.

"Lin Ye wouldn't do anything shameful, but he's just too charming."

"what do you mean?"

"If this time I play the villain and Lin Ye plays the good guy, Miss Yuxi will definitely have a good impression of Lin Ye afterwards. Lord Yuzi, Yan'er, do you still want another Yuxi?"

"You are so cruel as to let these girls fall in love with a man they cannot have?"

Upon hearing this, Shen He fell into deep thought.

The person I like is too charming, which is a happy but also worrying problem.

It's easy to meet a rival in love.

"Then..." Shen He blinked, and the answer appeared in her heart. However, Shen He felt like a bad kid, and her heart beat a little faster. She whispered, "Lin Ye will be the good guy."

Kurumi smiled with a look of success.

"Shen He, wait a minute we..."

Lin Ye, who was completely unaware of the situation, was curious about what Hu Tao was going to say to Shen He, but even the Emperor's uncle had been shown to Shen He, so Lin Ye had no idea what Hu Tao would show.

After a while, the two came back.

Lin Ye looked at Shen He and found that Shen He's expression was unnatural.

Nothing has been said yet.

Hu Tao quickly grabbed Lin Ye and ran to the side.

"What for?" Lin Ye asked unhappily.

"Hey, Shen He asked you to play the good guy."

Lin Ye tilted his head.

There was no way his Crane would make him a character that was easily scolded!

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! (Cao's rice bowl.jpg)

"I tell you, Shen He is jealous!" Hu Tao said in a whisper.

Jealous?

Lin Ye is a man who is good at self-reflection. He recalled that recently, he found that Yan'er was indeed closer to him, and Shen He might be jealous because of this.

This... is so cute! (*^ω^*)

Lin Ye sighed, Shen He already had some thoughts, making him the bad guy and stopping his damn charm from radiating.

Lin Ye glanced at Shen He and saw that Shen He nodded as if he had telepathic connection with him.

No one would hate it if the person they like is jealous of them.

"Okay, okay, I'll sacrifice myself for once and be a bad guy." Lin Ye said to Hu Tao with a smile on his face.

Hu Tao looked at the smile on Lin Ye's face, and she suddenly felt like she had lost.

Every time, Walnut lost.

Don’t underestimate the critical hit of pure love on one-handed dogs.

Lin Ye and Hu Tao returned to Shen He.

Feeling guilty, Shen He didn't dare to look at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye thought that Shen He was cute when he wanted to run away.

In short, the forest is equal to white face, and walnuts are equal to red face.

set off!

The goal is to fool the people who are causing trouble!

Chapter 332: Hu Tao died suddenly, and I sang and celebrated!

After the head of the Wangsheng Hall left, Yuxi drank tea calmly, and her black and white eyes looked around the quaint living room, whose decoration was solemn and dignified, and it was hard to associate it with the absurd atmosphere of the farce of suona and coffin carrying a few months ago.

Yuxi had a longing for the Wangsheng Hall. Among funeral institutions, the Wangsheng Hall claimed to be second to none and no one dared to claim to be first.

Yuxi has been brought up with tradition since she was young. She is accustomed to using the funeral utensils that ordinary people avoid because of their bad luck. She regards funerals as particularly solemn and believes that death is an extremely sacred and serious matter.

Therefore, she could not explain the joke about Walnut's funeral.

At present, an organization that is supposed to be mysterious and solemn is actually promoting some kind of idol? This is ridiculous. If the previous generation of the hall master knew about this, would he crawl out of his grave?

Yuxi made up her mind to resist this behavior firmly.

At this time, Yuxi saw Hu Tao coming with a young man.

The two looked at each other.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle. Before Yuxi visited the Hall of the Reborn, she did some research and found out that there was a "tall" young man who was the one who planned the suona coffin-carrying event!

enemy!

Yuxi was filled with murderous intent.

Lin Ye thought.

What a fierce look.

Hu Tao and Lin Ye sat down, with Lin Ye sitting opposite Yu Xi.

"Let me introduce you. This is the person in charge of planning, Lin Ye." Hu Tao said to Yu Xi.

Yuxi nodded.

Very cool.

She disdained to associate with such people who blasphemed death.

then.

"boom!"

Lin Ye slammed the table angrily.

The table shook.

Yuxi was stunned for a moment.

"Ms. Yuxi, right? I heard that you are here to cause trouble?" Lin Ye's face showed cruelty, with a sense of hostility and ruthlessness between his eyebrows.

Hu Tao glanced at Lin Ye.

Getting into the role so quickly?

But this white-faced character's acting is so low-level, just like the dead cannon fodder in the storybook.

Lin Ye looked ferocious and oppressive, and Yu Xi's heart trembled slightly. In her eyes, this unruly young man was the cause of trouble that needed to be solved most on this trip.

Although Yuxi was frightened, her expression remained unchanged. She held the armrest tightly with one hand. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Hu Tao blaming Lin Ye.

"A guest is a guest! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Lin Ye apologized and bowed to Hu Tao.

"My way of speaking was wrong, but Miss Yuxi was indiscriminate and came to our Wangsheng Hall to accuse us of not doing things properly. Could it be that she wanted to teach us a lesson?"

"I never meant to blame you, I just wanted an answer." Yu Xi said calmly, "I am also a ferryman, responsible for funerals. People die in sorrow, and death is their last dignity in this life."

“Death has deprived us of many things, and we should be in awe of it. Why should we bid farewell to it in a ridiculous way? This is a blasphemy to death and the dead.”

"I find it hard to agree with the approach of Wangsheng Hall."

After listening carefully, Lin Ye wanted to make a "funny" expression to mock him, but this expression was too difficult and he ended up sneering.

"What you call blasphemy, in my opinion, is exactly the opposite. It is the reverence for death."

"After someone dies, not only can I not cry, I have to laugh, and even dance in front of the grave."

"What nonsense!" Yu Xi couldn't help but get angry.

"Hey, calm down." Walnut tried to be a peacemaker.

"Lin Ye, you're going a little too far. Miss Yuxi is right. Death is a very scary thing. Everyone is afraid of death. Our duty is to reflect the solemnity of death."

Yuxi's expression softened slightly when she heard that. She looked at Hu Tao, then at Lin Ye, thinking about something.

"Then let me tell you a story." Lin Ye said.

Yuxi didn't say anything, just nodded.

Lin Ye calmly told a story about death.

Once upon a time there was a couple. The wife worked hard and later died. The husband's friends came to offer their condolences.

Yuxi nodded.

"This is as it should be."

At this time Lin Ye said again.

"That friend, however, saw her husband using a wooden stick to hit the clay pot and singing rhythmically, and he didn't look sad at all."

Yuxi frowned.

Has this husband’s conscience been eaten by a dog?

Lin Ye continued.

"His friends then accused him, saying that your wife worked hard for you all her life, and now that she has passed away, it would be fine if you weren't sad or crying, but you actually sang. Isn't that too much?"

"Yes, it is indeed too much..."

Lin Ye suddenly changed the subject and spoke a long and passionate speech.

"This is the beginning of his death. How can I be alone without feeling anything?... They are moving together through the four seasons of spring, autumn, winter and summer... And I cried along with them, thinking that I did not understand fate, so I stopped."

Hu Tao and Yu Xi were both stunned.

Hu Tao and Yu Xi savored the words carefully.

The meaning of the translation of that classical Chinese passage is that people will die sooner or later and return to the world, just like the rotation of the four seasons. When facing death, we should accept it calmly and take it for granted. It is a part of life that is not worth making special.

Zhuangzi's singing while beating a basin has something in common with Hu Tao's view on life and death.

Before coming in, Hu Tao discussed with Lin Ye how to defeat Yu Xi. Lin Ye said with confidence that there was no need to worry.

Hu Tao thought, it seems... Lin Ye has been with her for a long time and has been influenced by her.

Yuxi's expression changed and her eyes stared straight at Lin Ye.

"Who said that?!"

"Does this matter?" Lin Ye asked back.

"This is the philosophy of the Wangsheng Hall. Even if Hu Tao dies on the spot, I will still sing and play the harp!"

walnut:……

"This is just an idea, not absolute." Yu Xi tried to refute.

"Yes, this is a concept, a view of life and death." Lin Ye admitted frankly, "This is mankind's exploration of death. Excuse me, is there anything wrong with this cognition and exploration?"

"...Is that why you dance at funerals?" Yu Xi had a complicated expression.

The Taoist view of life and death is not held by everyone, but it cannot be said to be a mistake. In addition, Lin Ye quoted Zhuangzi's famous saying, which seemed very vigorous for a moment, and Yuxi was vaguely moved.

“Ahem.” Lin Ye knew that Yu Xi was referring to the time when the suona carried the coffin. Lin Ye refused to join in. It was entirely because of Hu Tao’s coercion.

"So this time you want to promote the so-called idols, do you want to build a professional team to dance a song every time there is a funeral?" Yu Xi continued to ask.

Lin Ye and Hu Tao looked at each other.

Lin Ye can't do such a thing.

Will be beaten to death.

Suona-played coffins evolved from funeral ceremonies, and people can understand the upward force in it. However, idol live performances are a bit disrespectful to the deceased, unless the deceased wishes to have the most enjoyable performance at his or her funeral and be entertained until death.

"That's wrong." Walnut interrupted appropriately.