Quick Wear: Lure the Cold-Hearted Buddhist Back Home

Fo Youqing, who was in the house, heard the noise outside, but he had no time to care about Si Mo as he was punishing the disobedient little fox.

"Fo Youqing, there is...someone."

Yun Jue spoke vaguely, looking a little dazed.

"It's okay, let him wait a little longer."

Fo Youqing chuckled and said, "My wife is more important."

"asshole!"

Yun Jue cursed softly, his voice was weak and feeble. Foyouqing really wanted to die right now, but he had things to do in the evening, so he had to let Yun Jue go for the time being.

*

Outside the house, Si Mo looked devastated and wiped away his tears deliberately, "You didn't tell me such a big thing, it means I am not important anymore."

Feiyu had a look of disgust on her face, and ignored Si Mo who was acting, just making trouble every day.

At this time, the door opened and Fo Youqing walked out. Si Mo quickly leaned over to look into the room, but could only see the screen and curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

"You don't want your eyes anymore?"

Fo Youqing said coldly. Si Mo shuddered and quickly retracted his gaze. He looked at Fo Youqing with a smile. His sharp eyes noticed the redness of Fo Youqing's lips, and it seemed that there was a break at the corner of her mouth. Wow, this is really intense.

"Your Highness is such a cruel man. I worked so hard for you in the palace, but you fell into the land of gentleness."

Si Mo teased Fo Youqing, and seemed to want to spy on something else, but unfortunately someone covered it tightly, and no trace could be seen except for the lips.

"There's no point in being envious, you don't have it."

Fo Youqing said calmly and glanced at Si Mo.

"you!"

Si Mo was furious and pulled Feiyu over, "I have Xiaoyuer!"

Feiyu looked disgusted, but couldn't break free, "Si Mo, don't disgust me."

Si Mo hugged Feiyu tightly, with a smile on his face, "Xiao Yu'er, look, instead of watching your prince and princess being affectionate here every day, why not follow me? I have a lot of treasures in my Dengyue Tower."

Fo Youqing flicked Si Mo's arm with his fingertips, and Feiyu immediately broke free, moving eight feet away from Si Mo, slapping himself.

"Si Mo, I am so unlucky to have met you."

Si Mo curled his lips, looking bored. He stood with his arms folded and looked at Fo Youqing.

"Let's go quickly. If we delay any longer, we will miss the time."

Fo Youqing nodded, "Wait a moment." Then he went back into the house and closed the door. Si Mo gritted his teeth, waved his fist at the closed door, and looked at Feiyu again.

"You hate me so much?"

"As long as you don't provoke me, I don't hate you."

Feiyu held his knife and didn't look at Si Mo, let alone see the loneliness hidden in Si Mo's eyes.

"Xiao Yu'er, you really are becoming less cute as you grow older."

Si Mo shook his head and looked away, not noticing Feiyu's unnatural look and slightly red ears at that moment.

*

"I also need to go."

Yun Jue said that he had just dressed himself and changed into a set of tight clothes.

Fo Youqing had originally planned to take Yun Jue with him, as he would not feel at ease if he did not keep him under his nose.

The two people came out of the door together. When Si Mo saw Yun Jue, his eyes widened. Oh my god, such a beauty! Could this be the eleventh prince?

"cough."

Fo Youqing looked at Si Mo warningly. Si Mo felt a chill on his back and quickly looked away, smiling dryly.

"Isn't time urgent? Hurry up and leave."

Foyou said in a cold voice, feeling very unhappy.

Under the cover of night, the four people rushed into the palace and entered the Moon Tower first. Si Mo changed back into his white clothes and regained his immortal appearance.

Fo Youqing, Yun Jue and Feiyu also changed into white clothes, put on masks, and followed Si Mo. The four of them went towards the third prince's residence.

[The Third Prince is dead. It seems that System 111 is really on the Sixteenth Prince.]

System 008 was scratching the screen. The plot was so broken that it was unbearable to watch, but the degree of world restoration was slowly increasing.

[Xiao Ba, check on Fo Youqing. I always feel like there's something wrong with him.]

【OK. 】

The four of them soon arrived at the Third Prince's residence. Outside the palace were already filled with the things that Si Mo requested. The old emperor, the imperial concubine, and many princes were all outside the palace. This was also Si Mo's order.

"Master, you are here."

The old emperor's voice was trembling and his expression was a little scared. If it weren't for the imperial teacher's order, he would not have come. He didn't know why he was asked to come.

"Ah."

Si Mo responded calmly, "Although it is midnight, we still need to wait another half an hour."

"Good good."

The old emperor responded with a wry smile. Some princes looked very unhappy. They had been waiting for a quarter of an hour, but they were still asked to wait for half an hour. No matter how dissatisfied they were, they dared not say it out loud.

"My poor Kun."

The Imperial Concubine held the sixteenth prince Yun Qian in her arms with a sad look on her face. Although Yun Qian also looked sad, his eyes were indifferent and he didn't care about his brother at all.

Yun Jue looked at the sixteenth prince, thoughtfully.

Noticing Yun Jue's gaze, Fo Youqing hooked Yun Jue's palm. The little fox was looking at someone else again.

Yun Jue withdrew his gaze, hooked his finger with the man's and shook it gently. Fo Youqing curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and was coaxed.

During this half hour, Si Mo was not idle, directing Feiyu to do this and that. Feiyu was so furious. Si Mo did it on purpose!

"The time has come, Su!"

Si Mo shouted coldly, and the surroundings instantly became quiet, even Ye Luo could hear it.

Si Mo first walked around the altar, then walked around the old emperor and the imperial concubine, and finally walked around the princes. He returned to the altar, lit candles and incense, and muttered something to himself.

When he swung the whisk, a faint flash of lightning appeared.

Afterwards, Si Mo entered the hall, and Fo Youqing and Yun Jue followed closely behind. Feiyu closed the door and waited in front of it.

The corner of Yun Jue's mouth twitched. Isn't this just a show of shamanism to deceive fools? Oh yes, the old emperor is indeed a fool.

The body of the Third Prince Yun Kun was still lying on the ground, and no one dared to move it. However, there was no smell of blood in the hall, but instead a hint of fragrance.

Yun Jue sniffed it carefully and said, "There's something wrong with this incense. It can create hallucinations."

Si Mo was surprised and took a deep sniff, but he could only smell a fragrance. Fo Youqing also glanced at Yun Jue with amazement in his eyes.

"You can actually smell it? Are you trying to trick us?"

Si Mo found it unbelievable. He was well versed in pharmacology, but he really couldn't smell such a slight fragrance.

Yun Jue rolled his eyes at Si Mo and didn't want to talk. This Si Mo felt like a replica of Lou Shuchao from the previous world.

"Indeed."

Fo Youqing twisted the burnt incense ash with his fingertips. Si Mo also leaned over to check it out. He was amazed. This eleventh prince seemed to be something extraordinary. Was he pretending to be a pig in the palace?