my buddhist boyfriend

"Brother, I'm back."

A man wearing a black embroidered gold pattern with a dark red bottom coat edge, his hair is like splashed ink, hanging lazily behind his shoulders, tied behind him with a black gold dark pattern hairband, very casual, with eyebrows and eyes He has an evil spirit, especially the small red mole at the end of his eye, which is more charming and gentle. Even so, it cannot make people ignore his strength.Like a lion taking a nap in the afternoon sun.

The people of Jinshan Temple are all outside the mountain gate. This demon has come for the third time. The first three times because Master Xian was in retreat, today is the time for Master Xian to leave the seclusion. This demon has come again.

Mo Nan stood outside the mountain gate. He was not in a hurry. He knew that today was the day when his brother left the customs, so he would not really do anything. These people were all from his brother's temple, so he would not do anything.

Mo Nan waited for about two hours before a white figure came out of the temple. Mo Nan had very good eyesight and saw him from the crowd at a glance. It has to be said that wherever his brother went, there were crowds among the best.

Sheng Xian walked down the stone steps slowly, getting closer and closer, Mo Nan's heart was beating, as if his heartbeat was beating at the frequency of his brother's walking pace, Mo Nan felt that his breathing was a little softer, he The dignified Demon Lord regained the Demon Realm, rectified the order of the entire Demon Realm, acted swiftly and resolutely, and everyone from all walks of life wanted to give him some face. At that time, he was arrogant and unruly, and he was not afraid at all.

Now, when he saw him today, Mo Nan felt that his palms were sweating slightly, a little scared, a little worried, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.

Sheng Sheng walked up to him and stood still. Mo Nan then carefully saw that his elder brother was still the same as before, and had not changed at all. The difference was that he was much calmer, and he really looked like an eminent monk.

"Brother?" Mo Nan called softly and tentatively, with a lack of confidence in his voice.

"I'm back." Sheng Sheng looked at him, his eyes lingering on him for a long time, and said this sentence.

"Ah."

"Let's go." Sheng Sheng turned sideways, glanced at him, and motioned to lead him into the temple.

Mo Nan's heart that had been hanging all this time fell to the ground, with smiles on his brows and eyes, he followed.

Except for Sheng Sheng, the other monks looked at Mo Nan with vigilant eyes, for fear that he might have some tricks. Some monks wanted to persuade him, but they took two steps and stopped again.

Master Sheng Sheng, as he said, is a very stable person, or a cold person. He has never invited anyone, but others have invited him. And this person is the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. No one knows what to do.

The second life Mo Nan entered the room where Sheng Sheng lived, and it was exactly the same as before. He could vaguely see the shadow of himself in the first life, following behind Sheng Sheng like a follower every day.

He has never felt so stupid, but he still feels at ease like never before. He doesn't hate those people. There are good and bad in the world. He used up all the good luck to meet him, and he should bear the bad luck. But he was still very happy.

Meet again, he is no longer that cowardly child, he can protect him from the wind and rain.

"Come and sit." Yan Yan sat next to a small table. On the table was a small stove with a kettle on it. Yan Yan first brewed the tea for the first time, poured it out, and brewed it for the second time.

Mo Nan looked at his movements, and Fangfo felt that it was good to just look at him like this. He was so good-looking and calm in everything he did.

Mo Nan walked to the table, sat down, and Sheng Sheng handed him a cup of tea, which was seven-percent hot and smelled like tea. He also had subordinates in the Demon Realm who made tea for him, and he drank it too. In fact, he didn't think he should drink plain water. , but my brother has always liked to drink tea, so he has developed this habit, wanting to do what he has done, and experience how he feels when he is doing these things.

"How are you doing?" Sheng Sheng took a sip of the tea in front of him, put it down, and looked at Mo Nan quietly, without much emotional fluctuation, just like looking at an ordinary friend.

For the first time, Mo Nan felt that he didn't like his brother's mentality of being neither sad nor happy. He was back, wouldn't he be happy, not at all.

"Brother, in fact, I have a very bad life. Who wants to be this devil? When I crossed the Naihe Bridge, I secretly poured out the Meng Po soup. I was afraid that I would forget you after drinking it. In this life, I will become those people again." I'm terrified of the experimental subjects raised by the magic cultivator, and I'm scared every day."

Mo Nan said while staring at the expression on Xiansheng's face, trying to see something from his face.

"Brother, do you know that I am very afraid of death, afraid of pain, afraid that the devil will kill me, I will be like an ant in his eyes, and I will die with a light twist, but I have a thought in my heart, I can't die yet , I want to find you alive, I killed the devil when he was insane, I practice hard every day, I want to come to you when I am strong enough, I want to stand with you on an equal footing one day Together, no need to hide behind you."

After Mo Nan finished speaking, he picked up the cup on the table and drank the rest in one gulp. The words that had been in his mind for many years finally came out, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but after he finished speaking, he looked at his brother cautiously. Reaction.

His words are obvious, he is afraid, he is thinking about how his brother will think of him, whether he will be angry, or what will happen.

Shengsheng picked up the teapot and refilled a cup of tea for him, and said: "It is your good fortune that you have achieved such success. The cause and effect of the world is like this. I will take a rest on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. If you want to come, then come and go. Main entrance."

Mo Nan only felt that these few words sounded like the sounds of nature. His brother didn't stop interacting with him just because he was a Demon Lord. He got carried away with joy and forgot some important points.

Mo Nan returned to the Demon Realm, and on every first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, he would send people to send some rare treasures to Jinshan Temple, although those monks always looked at him as if they had a deep hatred.

Mo Nan always wanted to give his brother something special, but he couldn't think of what to give. Later, he learned a kind of luck talisman from a book of talismans, and he gave him all his good luck.

Although the means were dishonorable, his brother was not angry with him. He always thought that he would do more and pay more to make his brother follow him, or he could follow him.

Brother is such a good person, if he doesn't pay more, how can he catch up with him? Sheng Sheng has never been angry about his nonsense, he just said no.

Mo Nan felt that in the second life, his brother was getting more and more confused, and felt that he was getting farther and farther away, and he couldn't keep up with his footsteps, so he was a little flustered.

People from all walks of life know that the demon king in the demon world is chasing after the master of Jinshan Temple, and the master of Xian is a reincarnated Buddhist monk. After practicing for ten lives, he can complete his merits and virtues, get a golden body, and return to his original position.

Although people from all walks of life regard this matter as a topic of discussion, they still discuss it quietly in private, not daring to let the people around the demon king hear it. After all, although the demon king is acting absurdly, his ability should not be underestimated. Huanxin, the stars in the sky are the thrones where the Jade Emperor sits, as long as he thinks it is something that can be sold, he may snatch it for you and give it to Master Derivative.

Everyone knew at that time that if you want to find rare treasures, you only need to go to Jinshan Temple, and you will be able to find them, but no one dares, because the big devil Mo Nan is there.

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On this day, Mo Nan heard from his subordinates that as long as he got someone, he would get his heart slowly. He felt that maybe he had drunk too much alcohol or was obsessed with ghosts. The whole world knew that Mo Nan, the big devil, liked to make derivatives, but his brother remained indifferent , will not be angry or happy about his behavior, as if it has nothing to do with him, which makes him flustered, and he is afraid of losing.

Since then, he has tried to find a way to practice this matter, but his brother's martial arts are on par with him, but if it is a real match, his brother should not be able to beat him, but every time he sees his brother frowning at him When his eyes become cold, he will be afraid. He is a majestic demon, he is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid of looking at him with such eyes.

Mo Nan lifted his collar, revealing the right side of his neck near the collarbone, where there was a black fire cloud pattern.He said: "Brother, can you stop being angry? I'll show you this. If you can't beat me next time, you can attack me here. This is my weakness, but don't be cruel, it will kill you." Yes, I'm only telling you one person."

Mo Nan didn't succeed this time, instead he made Dean angry, so he told Dean this secret, a weakness that only he himself knew, he was afraid that next time he couldn't help it, and if he irritated him, he would really I ignored him, so I told him this, and he will be more scruples next time when facing an opponent.

He never thought that his brother would harm him, so he trusted him very much.

Sometimes Mo Nan wondered if he was really too annoying, or if things were too impermanent. When he knew that he had become a useless person, he never thought about it, or even suspected that the derivation would be bad for him.

However, when he was stabbed with a sharp knife on the right side close to the collarbone, it just hit his vitals, what was more in his heart was not anger, but despair, death-like despair. After drinking a cup of tea, the demonic energy ran wild and could not be suppressed, and was stabbed to the vitals by a sneak attack.

Ordinary people would not come in my brother's room, and no one would tamper with him, and only he knew this weakness.

He suddenly recalled what he said when he came back. My brother didn't answer him directly at that time. The cold gaze, and his attitude that no matter what he does, he has nothing to do with himself.

Is this the Buddha?Don't ask about sorrows and joys, don't ask about the world of mortals, deal with it calmly, with a heart of iron and stone.

In the end, with all his strength, he killed the person who attacked him. He looked back, and sure enough, it was a monk he didn't know.

He covered his wound, he wanted to leave here when his devilish energy dissipated and his meridians were cut off, he didn't want to stay here, how much he liked this place before, now he hates it so much, it's a good idea to stay here A mockery of him.

When he opened the door, he saw Sheng Sheng, who had just come back from the outside, standing opposite the yard, Mo Nan laughed at himself, idiot, this is what you want, idiot, maybe people hate you so much.

Mo Nan stood leaning against the door frame, took off the hand covering the wound, waved at the opposite, and smiled, laughing at his own life, he didn't make any tricks, and rushed to post it upside down Others, laugh at his life, lonely and helpless.

Mo Nan didn't have the strength, and he couldn't shout out, so he just spoke to the opposite side, and he didn't care if Sheng Sheng could hear him.Mo Nan said something.

Brother, we will return from bridge to bridge, and from road to road. We will never meet again in the next life. I have lived too hard.

Mo Nan supported him with the remaining magic energy and left. He went to a place where no one could find him.

The author has something to say:

It's late, it's late, I have something to do today, the story of the previous life, a little more specific should be in the side story at the end of the main text, how can such a handsome and cute person hurt our Mo Nan cutie, don't shoot bricks, it's all a misunderstanding, mwah.