my buddhist boyfriend

When Mu Si woke up the next day, he buried the rest of the wine under the Huangquan tree.

Nianqing, Nianqing, Nianqing. .

Because the person who accompanied him to drink has left, the love word and the heart are gone, and only Qing is left, so it becomes Nianqing, and Nianxin returns.

When Mu Si met Mo Nan for the first time, he had just been in charge of the underworld, and Mo Nan entered the underworld for the first time. When he crossed the Naihe Bridge, Mo Nan was dressed in gray and white. The ghosts are particularly striking.

Mu Si saw him take Meng Po soup, and he poured it out secretly. Mu Si saw it, and logically speaking, he should step forward to stop it. No one is reincarnated and still carries the memory of the previous life.

After Mo Nan fell down, he looked around quietly, but found him, Mo Nan smiled at him, put his index finger to his lips, and signaled him to keep quiet.

Mu Si felt that this young man was very innocent and stupid, and he could tell by his clothes that he was with those ghost messengers, so why did he think that he would keep it a secret for him, he was the ruler of this underworld.

Mu Si flipped through the book of life and death that he had just obtained.Mo Nan, 22, died of illness.

Mu Si came to Naihe Bridge on the first day, and most of the ghosts he saw were heart-piercing, grumpy, uneasy about being reincarnated, and some were ashen-faced, but Mo Nan's appearance at that time was what he remembered deeply. Light, with hope.

He also asked him to pay attention, and looked at the cause and effect of his previous life. After reading it, he didn't know why this young man was bullied, fell ill and died without timely treatment.But still a simple appearance.

Mu Si didn't say anything about his actions, and soon Mo Nan crossed the Naihe Bridge and reincarnated. Mu Si was in charge of the underworld. In the following years, decades, and hundreds of years, he never saw a boy who was the same as the boy back then. ghost.

Occasionally, in a trance, he would also think of that young man. He also looked through the book of life and death, and the book of life and death contained only records of living people and all ghost records after death.

It shows that the young man is no longer a mortal in the world. He is cultivating Taoism, Buddhism, or demons.

One day, there was thunder from the sky, thunder and fire on the ground, and heavy rain for seven days and seven nights. I heard the ghosts on the ground said that the demon king was born, and all the demons worshiped. It was very lively.

He dealt with the life and death book every day, life and death, coming and going, extremely boring, he occasionally passed the Naihe bridge, and he could hear those ghosts talking about the devil.

It is said that the Demon Lord is ruthless, swift and resolute, and clean and neat, but he likes a monk from Jinshan Temple, who collects rare treasures from all walks of life and sends them to Jinshan Temple.

When Mu Si heard about it for the first time, he only felt that this Demon Lord was sick and he was already a Demon Lord.

But let's just listen to what he has seen and heard, he still occasionally thinks of that boy, and he doesn't know when he will meet again.

This day, Tian Mu Si had just finished handling his affairs and was about to go to bed. The ghost messenger under his command knocked on the door in a hurry. Mu Si was a little displeased.

Outside the door, his subordinates came to report that the Mozun had diverted the underworld to Jinshan Temple, and now everyone knew about it.

Mu Si was startled, he had heard that the Demon Lord played cards unreasonably, and he also knew that the Demon Lord liked to collect treasures to send to Jinshan Temple. He always thought that there should be nothing worth worrying about in this ghostly and gloomy place.

Mu Si was born with nature. From the moment he opened his eyes, he knew that his mission was to protect and control the underworld until he perishes. Sometimes he hates such a life, but as a ruler, he has to take care of it.

Mu Si took a few ghost messengers, went to the demon world, and went to the gate of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave. He went straight to the door and injured countless demon cultivators before the demon master came back from Jinshan Temple.

It coincided with the Qiqiao Festival in the human world, and the Demon Lord was wearing a mask. He had just bought two masks to take his elder brother to celebrate the Qiqiao Festival. As soon as he left the temple, he heard his subordinates report that the magistrate of the underworld had come to kill him.

Mo Nan was very upset, he managed to trick his brother out to play once, but was disappointed, and the two immediately started fighting.

The two fought for several days and nights, and almost demolished Mo Nan's Ten Thousand Devils Cave. In the end, the two fought to a tie. If the fight continues, the surrounding creatures will probably be burned.

The two made an appointment for the next time, and a few days after Mu Si returned to the underworld, he found that his blood beads of the East China Sea were gone, and ordinary people could not enter the underworld.Coupled with the grievances of the previous few days, Mu Si knew with certainty that it was the Mozun who took it away.

Only he is like a psychopath who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

Mu Si was very helpless, it was the first time he met such a persistent and cheeky person, so he went to the door again.

This trip to the Ten Thousand Devils Cave went smoothly, and all the demon cultivators were absent, which made him very surprised. There was a trembling low-level demon cultivator on the side of the gate.

"What's the matter, where are you demons?" Mu Si stood still and asked him.

The Moxiu pointed to the person leaning against the tree beside him. He was wearing a black robe, with a few strands of hair hanging down his shoulders in front of his hair. He leaned against the tree with his head tilted. There was a wine jar beside him. A smell of alcohol.

Mu Si felt that the majestic Demon Lord actually looked like this, and he could only see the face of the person under the tree when he got closer.

It was actually the young man beside the Naihe Bridge. When we first met him, he lost his youthful innocence, became a bit more mature, and his appearance became handsome.

Mu Si squatted down and pushed hard on his left shoulder, the man frowned, changed his posture and continued to get drunk again.

"When will you demons wake up?"

Mu Si had never drunk, he didn't know when the drunk person would wake up, he turned around and asked the trembling Moxiu.

The demon cultivator shook his head like a rattle drum, expressing that he didn't know, and Mu Si couldn't enter the gate of Wanmo Nest, so he had no choice but to help him back to the underworld.

Mu Si helped him back to his room. When Mo Nan was drunk, he fell asleep for a long time. He slept for three days and three nights before waking up.

When Mo Nan woke up, he found himself in a strange room, and there was another person sitting in the room dealing with business. Mo Nan saw clearly and confirmed that he was not dreaming.

This person is the magistrate of the underworld, and he just fought a few days ago.

"You're awake." Mu Sifang stopped writing and glanced at him, then continued to work.

It was only at this time that Mo Nan looked at this man carefully. He was wearing a soot-green gown, the upper part of his long hair was tied up with a gray jade crown, and the second half was scattered behind him, leaving a strand of hair hanging from the left and right temples down.

At first glance, Mo Nan felt that the judge was like a prince in the world, with a scholarly temperament, he looked quite gentle, but when fighting with him, he was quite ruthless.

"Are you kidnapping me? Or?" Mo Nan couldn't tell what the judge was thinking at this time, after all, he had just dug up the underworld's underworld and followed his East Sea blood beads.

Mu Si didn't turn his head, and said: "Master Mozun is kind, he stole my blood beads, shouldn't I ask for an explanation, kidnapping? You have seen that kidnapped person can still lie safely on the bed."

"Your Majesty, it's just a bead. At worst, I will compensate you. Tell me what you want, as long as I can do it."

"Unfortunately, there is only one in the world, so what are you going to pay for it?"

Mo Nan lay sideways on the bed, propped his head on his right hand, looked at Mu Si, and said with a smile: "Mr Judge, your lord has a lot, I have good wine, you either."

Mu Si looked at the smile on his face that did not admit his mistakes and repentance at all, and really didn't know what to do for a while.

His life is very peaceful, every day at two o'clock and one line, batching life and death books, dealing with ghosts, resting, day after day, year after year, the appearance of Mo Nan is like the ripples caused by a stone falling into the water, breaking his peace life.

Mu Si only asked him to lure Huang Quan back, Zhu Zi didn't ask him for it, and agreed to his proposal of exchanging wine.

Later, Mo Nan always came to him with wine every now and then, and Mu Si learned about his past life, his story, why he didn't want to drink Mengpo soup, that master.

It was only then that he realized that he could live his life so recklessly, doing what he wanted without fear of rumors, and he admired his frankness and straightforward personality.

Sometimes he envied that master, there was such a person who gave wholeheartedly and persevered, and he watched his dedication all the way.

Every time Mo Nan would search for treasures, he would also search for him. Seeing him go there full of joy and return with disappointment, it was so shallow that he found that he didn't want him to succeed, but felt sorry for his sadness.

He didn't know how and why his feelings came about. He liked that Mo Nan came to him to drink and chat with him.

The souls of the underworld come and go, all people, gods, ghosts, demons, Buddhas, and everything in the world pass here after death, and Mu Si naturally knows a lot of news.

The carp grows long in the lotus pond, listening to Zen every day has become refined.

In the lotus pond where Shengsheng lives, there are two koi. Shengsheng would sit by the lotus pond every day, chanting scriptures and meditating.

One day, Mo Nan had just returned from another land, and had a wound on his hand. The blood accidentally dripped into the lotus pond, and was eaten by a koi.

But within an hour, the koi came back to life, and no one saw it.

Later, the demon king disappeared and became a Buddha, and all walks of life returned to peace.

Mu Si arrived at everything, but he didn't expect that when Mo Nan was seriously injured, he disappeared. He searched all the places, but couldn't find him. When he saw him again, it was Naiheqiao.

When Mo Nan saw him again, he only said one thing.

I want to forget.

Mu Si didn't keep him, he couldn't express the feeling, he was happy for him to let go, but also felt melancholy for his departure.

In the third life, he went to the world to open an antique store. He knew where Mo Nan was and what he was doing, and he was arranging a suitable opportunity to meet him.

But at this time Shengsheng gave up his position as a Buddhist cultivator and came to the human world from Xiaoxitian. He knew the cause and effect of the two people in their previous lives. He was afraid that Mo Nan had finally forgotten it.

It wasn't Mo Nan who followed, but derivatives.

When Mo Nan had no memory, he still approached Xiansheng, so it would be better to let him remember to restore the position of Demon Lord, and let a hurdle stand between them.

The author has something to say:

I think the derivative belongs to Mo Nan, and the wood belongs to you.Not bad, not bad, this is not bad.