If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

"Good baby, drink grandma."

"Come on, Daddy will pee for you, pee..."

"Why did the baby's little Chichi show? Daddy will cover it for you... Ugh!"

The divine sense manipulated the Buddha beads to cover the mouths of the people beside him, the noisy voices stopped abruptly, and the ears of Insatiable finally became much quieter.

The multi-colored morning light spreads from the sky all the way into the courtyard covered with golden ginkgo, casting scattered light and shadows in the gaps between the sparse leaves.

The thin and fluffy fox's tail came up and swept Wu Yan's face flatteringly, and Cheng Siqi gave a pitiful "huh".

"If you make more trouble, it won't be stuck here."

Wuyan sent a sound transmission to Cheng Siqi, and at the same time, with a move of consciousness, he took back the Buddhist beads.

With the gray mist that Cheng Siqi brought back last night, Wuyan also recovered part of his consciousness.Although it can't reach the level of supernatural fusion of heaven and earth in the spirit world, and can monitor the surrounding area of ​​thousands of miles, it can still cover the courtyard to some extent and will not be monitored and eavesdropped.

"Just plug my mouth."

Cheng Siqi was free of his lips and tongue, sighed, hugged Wuyan who had turned into a little doll on his lap, and said with a straight expression: "It's already dawn, and the temple blessings haven't come yet. Does your method work? This kind of If the secret method of Buddhism meets the Mahayana period, there is nowhere to hide."

"It works."

Insatiable opened his mouth, paused again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "As for the Mahayana period... maybe there is no temple. I swallowed the damaged primordial spirit of the Impermanent Buddha, and the process of giving birth to children in other kalpa realms is no different. The only difference, maybe it was too fast..."

Cheng Siqi's scalp was numb from Wuyan's speed of giving birth, and he sighed, "It's too fast."

He frowned again, "But if it's just the primordial spirit seizing the body, why isn't the soul of the original body wiped out? And more people here seem to be just ordinary people, not seizing the body to recover."

"confusing."

Wuyan shook his head and said, "Impermanence Buddha's primordial memory is not complete, I'm afraid the answer is still in the temple."

"I want to explore."

Cheng Siqi nodded slightly, and leaned back into the recliner.

He hugged Wuyan to his waist, and circled him with his soft tail, as if nothing was rare enough, pinching here and touching there.

Wuyan has been tormented since last night, but Cheng Siqi's excited look made him unable to bear to interrupt, so he had to stick to his chest and let him rave.

"You like children?"

Insatiable imitated Cheng Siqi's appearance, wriggled up to Cheng Siqi's neck like a big bug, and said.

"wrong."

With warm palms grasping Insatiable's little fleshy feet, Cheng Siqi kissed lazily, and said, "I like you. Even if you become a doll, or become so old that all your teeth have fallen out, become a I want to lie with you and bask in the sun, old bald donkey."

"It's good to be a monk."

Cheng Siqi said, "You don't know how much I wanted to catch up with you in my life as a mortal."

As if he had picked up something from Cheng Siqi's words, Wu Yan was slightly startled, and suddenly remembered something, and said: "You fell into the trap of the demon master in the secret realm of the demon saint, and the reason why you agreed to the demon's body to form a pill is this ?”

Cheng Siqi rubbed his soft ears tirelessly, but didn't answer.

I didn't get tired of asking any more.

The two lay quietly under the rustling ginkgo tree, the light and shadow scattered all over their bodies.

The life of a monk is more of a journey between bloody storms and dry sitting and meditation.Such peaceful and quiet time was doomed to be pitifully rare from the very beginning when they met.

The undulating breathing gradually converges and becomes long and slow.

Cheng Siqi's wagging tail gradually stopped, and an unprecedented calm permeated his heart.

He closed his eyes, and the extreme passion sword that had been killing Qingming in his dantian all the year round seemed to be soothed by an invisible force, slowly lost its brilliance, and fell into silence.

Layer after layer of rust covered the blade, and the blade rotted.

"Is this the realm of Zangfeng?"

Cheng Siqi opened his eyes, looking at the sun that had passed the mid-heaven, a sense of enlightenment surged in his heart.

First hide the front, then forget the sword, return to the basics, and wait until the day when the sword is unsheathed again, it will be the time to transform into a god.

"woke up?"

Wuyan's voice sounded in his mind, Cheng Siqi turned his head to look, and saw Wuyan patted his face with a small fleshy hand, "Miao Zhu is coming here."

Cheng Siqi came back to his senses, turned over, and before he could open his mouth, Wuyan kicked his short legs suddenly, and instead of transmitting the sound with his original voice, he opened his mouth and turned into a baby with a baby voice Voice: "Dad, Daddy, diapers..."

This voice made Cheng Siqi's scalp tingle.

He hugged Wuyan with a toothache, and as soon as he stood up, the closed door suddenly opened without any wind, and an old and loud voice came in with a hearty smile.

"Congratulations, little friend Fox, on your precious son!"

The dizzying sound of wind chimes vibrates gently.

Miao Zhu appeared at the door with a slightly stooped figure, looking inside.

Seeing Insanity the size of a two-year-old doll in Cheng Siqi's arms, Miao Zhu was taken aback for a moment, with some doubts in his eyes, and at the same time, a layer of red lines like spider webs appeared around his eye sockets.

Soon the red line disappeared, and Miao Zhu understood something for some reason, his expression suddenly dawned on him, and his eyes lit up with even more fanatical joy.

"Son of God! It really is the Son of God!"

Miao Zhu was so excited that his body trembled, and he threw himself in front of Cheng Siqi, staring at him like he was looking at a treasure, "I didn't expect... I didn't expect that our Fengyuan City could produce a son of God!"

Wuyan pretended to be ignorant and frightened, and drilled hard into Cheng Siqi's arms.

Cheng Siqi covered him with his wide sleeves. Seeing that Miaozhu didn't find anything unusual, he relaxed a little, pretending to be surprised and wondering: "I've seen Mr. Miaozhu. What does this son of God... mean? He said that brother Yan was born. Son of God?"

"The secret cannot be leaked!"

Miao Zhu glanced at Cheng Siqi, shook his head, took out a bronze token, and wanted to hand it to Cheng Siqi, but when he was about to hand it out, he stopped and shook his head again, "Not right, not right. The matter of the Son of God It’s very important, so, fox boy, hurry up and clean up, and the old man will personally send you to the temple!”

Wuyan didn't expect that his soul, who swallowed it by accident, would actually create a god son, which made things go smoothly, but he was a little caught off guard.

But now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

He gently squeezed Cheng Siqi.

Cheng Siqi understood, and immediately put on an overjoyed look: "Go, go to the temple? Now? Please wait a moment, Lord Miaozhu! I'll go clean up right away!"

As he said that, he put Wuyan on his shoulder, and rushed into the room with it.

Seeing the large and small figures disappear, Miao Zhu withdrew his gaze and glanced at his side.

The smile on his face remained the same, but his lowered voice revealed a solemn meaning: "It turns out that there is a person who will conceive a child one day, his aptitude and understanding may be against the sky, and I don't know if he can withstand the revival of the Son of God. Ginkgo, is there a problem with their origin?"

A distorted grimace suddenly appeared on the trunk of the ginkgo tree standing silently, and a sharp voice came into Miaozhu's mind: "Nothing."

Miao Zhu nodded, his expression relaxed.

But if Cheng Siqi could hear these words, he would be very familiar with the voice that answered Miao Zhu.

Even though it was sharply twisted, it still couldn't hide a trace of softness and warmth. It had appeared in his chaotic dreams many days and nights, sinking and disappearing with childhood memories.

Said to clean up, in fact, there is nothing.

Not long after, Cheng Siqi walked out with a burden in his arms.

Miao Zhu didn't say much, and took the two of them directly into the old carriage he parked outside the door, and drove out of the city.

"Master Miao Zhu, what is the temple... exactly?"

Inside the carriage, Cheng Siqi asked with a look of awe and curiosity on his face.

The old car body that was almost falling apart swayed and made a tooth-acheing creaking sound. The outside wind penetrated through the door curtain, and it became faintly cool in an instant. Echoing and clamoring.

Insanity pretended to be mischievous, sat on Cheng Siqi's shoulder, opened the small curtain and looked out, but listened carefully to Cheng Siqi's routine.

Miao Zhu also lived up to Cheng Siqi's expectations. With a kind smile, he stroked his beard and said, "The temple, that's the holy place of our war world, where the gods live. It's like a fairyland, and every plant and tree can't be underestimated." . Qionglou Yuyu, Lingtai Gaozhu, are all things that can only be seen in the scriptures."

Cheng Siqi looked confused, and nodded: "Then... what should we pay attention to? If we collide with God, we won't die, right?"

"god?"

Unexpectedly, Miao Zhu laughed, with a bit of sarcasm in his smile, and a look of disinterestedness in his eyes, "Gods don't care about our mortal affairs, even if all mortals die, the gods will not fall A tear. But the Son of God is different."

He glanced at Wuyan's small body with his back turned to him, with serious eyes, "When you get to the temple, you just need to get along well with other gods. If you don't need it, let it take its course."

After finishing speaking, Miao Zhu seemed to lose interest in talking and closed his eyes.

The words seemed to have hidden meaning, making Wu Yan slightly frown.

Speechless all the way.

The old carriage seems to be wobbly and moving very slowly, but if someone looks from the outside, they will only see a sudden black wind blowing through nothingness, and it is difficult to catch even a corner shadow.

The scenery outside the car window was also broken into afterimages.

When Wuyan probed to blow the wind, his spiritual sense sensed the bronze wind chime at the corner of the carriage.As long as you sit in the carriage, you won't hear the wind chimes.

There were bursts of invisible fluctuations coming from the wind chimes, and they swayed quietly, as if something had been scattered, making the carriage unstoppable as it passed through mountains and trees like a ghost.

"arrive."

After about two hours, the carriage made an overwhelmed click and stopped.The insatiable consciousness also retracted cautiously in response, restraining its breath temporarily.

Miao Zhu opened his eyes, opened the curtain and got out of the car.

Cheng Siqi gave a startled look, quickly hugged Wuyan, and climbed down.

However, as soon as he landed, Cheng Siqi was stunned when he saw the scenery in front of him.

"how?"

Miao Zhu walked a few steps forward, seemed to have regained his spirits, and said with a big smile, "The front is where the temple is, but it can bear the appearance of the god's residence in the heart of little friend Hu? Look at you, you're back to your senses! Hahaha , when the old man came back for the first time, he was just like you, watching it intently, shocked, and unforgettable for a long time."

Cheng Siqi forced a perfunctory smirk on his face.

Isn't it shocking and unforgettable.

The mountains in front of me are continuous, covered with ice and snow, the immortal energy is boundless, and the layers of clouds are dyed like rainbow light.

This isn't the Kunlun Fairy Mountain where the spirit world holds soaring meetings, where else could it be?

"It's Kunlun Fairy Mountain."

Cheng Siqi sent a voice transmission to Wuyan.

Wuyan didn't answer, but he already felt the appearance and atmosphere of the outside world.

Before the two of them could figure it out, they saw a tall and thick figure suddenly appearing at the end of the Kunlun Sky Stairway.

This figure seemed to be hidden in the mist, looming, blurry, fragmentary film, seemingly slow but fast, and in the blink of an eye, it crossed the infinitely long steps and appeared at the foot of the mountain.

When the fog cleared, the figure showed its original appearance, but it was one big and one small, riding a white rhinoceros with one horn.

The man on the back of the rhinoceros is dressed in light white clothes, sitting cross-legged, looks like a pretty girl, with a few tiny ice-blue scales on the side of his cheeks, and water vapor floating all over his body.His hair was hanging down, and the tidy hair crown on his head was tilted to and fro, being pushed back and forth by the laughing child sitting on his shoulder.

"Meet the Son of God!"

Miao Zhu suddenly yelled, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed.

As if attracted by the voice, the big and small turned their heads together to look at Wu Yan and the others.

Seeing this, both sides were stunned, and there was a trace of surprise and doubt in their eyes.

At the same time, as if they had sensed something, Cheng Siqi and the man in white shifted their eyes slightly to look at the little doll hanging on each other, with the same embarrassment in their expressions.

The man in white was the first to react, coughed lightly, and said, "This, this is your son? Very, very cute..."

Cheng Siqi came back to his senses, looked at Lin Kongyu and Lin Dong, who had obviously become smaller after practicing swords with him back then, and pretended to grin, and said according to Wuyan's voice transmission: "Oh...your son is not bad too , it just doesn’t look like you... oh, why are you still wearing crotch pants when you grow up so big?”

"... hurts the eyes."

The author has something to say: Insatiable: first humiliate the opponent verbally, then...

Lin Dong: I am not I do not have a crotch!