let me be quiet

The Promise Palace, Bai Yunpiao, and the eight trigrams are connected to the birth chart.In the Promise Hall, the music of the gods, the two sleeves of the fairy wind talk about leisure.

Bodhi and Beidou set up a chess table next to the reincarnation platform, playing very uncomfortable.

Qian didn't bring any entourage, and appeared next to the two of them in a flash of light. He didn't make a sound, and sat quietly watching.

Beidou hesitated: "Grape, what is this rebirth plate used for? I can't remember very clearly."

"Oh, this is an artifact handed down from ancient times. It's unknown how many years ago it has been. But if the god makes any mistakes, he has to go down to this rebirth plate, activate the gossip chain formation, and obey the destiny, and send it to the human world for experience." Bodhi also raised a chess piece and stared at the chessboard without raising his head.

Beidou pressed the chess piece: "Oh, that's right, don't you like gossip the most? What's so strange about this mortal world?"

"I said you old man, who likes to gossip? But I heard that there is such a strange thing." Bodhi held the chess piece, as if concentrating on thinking about the next move.

Beidou looked at him, then aimed at the chessboard: "Come and listen."

He couldn't sit still anymore, he didn't want to hear them chatting here, so he pointed to the chessboard: "Here."

Bodhi shook his head: "Your Highness, if you take that step, don't you send it to the mouth of Beidou? No, no."

"Then tell me about the strange things in the mortal world." Beidou was not in a hurry, and sipped his tea leisurely.

Bodhi was thoughtful, and when he got a cup of tea, he handed it to the prince, and said with a smile: "It is said that in a valley in this mortal world, a strange tree grew. This tree blooms every year, but it never bears fruit. What kind of tree is this tree?"

"He Shu?" Qian raised his eyes and stared, how long are you two old ghosts going to be closed?

Bodhi started laughing: "That day I heard the little fairies talk about it, saying that this tree is full of spring pink, and it is very beautiful. Let the old minister think about it... Oh, yes, it is a peach tree."

peach?Full of spring red powder?

Dazed for a moment, he recalled the lingering relationship between him and him in the depths of the pink peach blossoms, his ashes-like heart trembled inexplicably along with his fingertips.

Beidou said calmly: "It's a strange thing, why does this peach tree only bloom but not bear fruit?"

"Oh, strange things happen every year, not to mention, not to mention. Play chess, play chess." Bodhi raised the chess piece and shook his head, rolled up his sleeves, and dropped the chess piece on the board.

Suddenly, Gan grabbed Bodhi's skirt, his eyes were red, and he scolded: "Is he still alive? Tell me, is he still alive?"

Bodhi hurriedly winked at the frozen Big Dipper, and stammered: "Dian... Dian Dian... Your Highness, old... old... I don't know."

In an instant, as if he lost his soul, he threw away Bodhi, sat softly on the jade stool, and murmured: "Yes, how could he be alive? I haven't even found half of his soul. How could he be alive?"

Only then did Beidou put down his hand that stopped in mid-air, and gave Bodhi a look: "Actually, maybe, without a soul, perhaps with a drop of tear, you can also borrow something else to cultivate into a spirit body, right?"

"Yes, yes." Bodhi hurriedly responded.

Gan pulled Bodhi again: "Tears? He didn't even have eyes...... Where did the tears come from?"

Bodhi thought, big brother, he said it and not me, why are you talking about me again?

Hastily raised his hand: "Your Highness, calm down, calm down, and listen to the old man Beidou carefully."

With a quiet gaze, he dropped Bodhi again and turned his face to Beidou: "You, tell me."