Aoyama sees me as I should

Ji Yu did not die back then, but the loss of three souls and six souls is not much different from death.

Ji Qingbai took pity on the little girl's consciousness, and thought that when the three souls stabilized, he would go to the nearby underworld, find a good reincarnation for the child, and it would be considered as a good fortune for his Buddha statue, but he thought about it all these years. With the number of people killed by Zhang, Ji Qingbai felt that his eyes were darkened, as if he was wiping the ass of the crazy boss.

But in fact, life and death are kalpas. Although the Buddha is beyond the six realms and is not bound by the fate of the world, the more he does what he wants, the more he suffers from the backlash of karma.

Ji Qingbai really wanted to see Tanzhang, but was also afraid of seeing Tanzhang. After all, if the current Emperor Jingfeng killed him if he was upset, he would ask that bastard Bai Chao to make a new natal chart. Who knows what will happen next time? Can't be human...

The Empress Dowager kept Ji Qingbai for dinner, and specially sent a mother to ask Emperor Jingfeng to come.

After a while, the nanny came back and said that Tan Zhang was not feeling well today, so he would not come to Fengyi Hall to greet him.

There are eight bitternesses in life, and the five yins are flaming.

When the Buddha goes to the lower realm, he will not only suffer mentally, but also physically. It can be said that it is sickness from top to bottom.

Ji Qingbai thought of the little red lotus birthmark he saw in his consciousness again, and couldn't help frowning.

The Empress Dowager gave him food: "It's a pity that I can't see your emperor's brother today, but in a few days it will be the beginning of autumn banquet, when you come to the palace with your father, the Ai family will make up for you."

On Ji Yu's fifteenth birthday, he was still an idiot, so naturally he didn't have any ceremony, so it was not too much for the Empress Dowager to propose to make up for him at the Liqiu banquet.

Ji Qingbai didn't talk much. First, he didn't quite get used to the little girl's loli voice. Second, he was preoccupied with how to withdraw the engagement. Although "marrying" Tan Zhang was the easiest opportunity to get close to her, he really was As a secretary, he always insists on working hard and not selling himself.

Furthermore, once you get married, death or not is the second most important thing. There is love in the Buddha's eight sufferings. Marriage in the lower realm is a marriage meeting, and Ji Qingbai is in the realm of the upper gods. In order to be able to carry it down, Ji Qingbai dare not guarantee that his original soul will not be perfect.

Even if he is an advanced employee, he can't just let himself get work-related injuries!

As autumn approached, the night became cold and foggy, the Empress Dowager sympathized with Ji Yu's frailty and did not keep him too late, so she ordered her mother to send him back to the manor.

After leaving Fengyi Hall, Ji Qingbai thought that he hadn't exercised today, so he decided to go to the gate of the palace by himself.

The nuns and eunuchs were worried, but Ji Qingbai didn't let them get too close, so they could only fall from a distance.

Going back to the palace gate has to cross the entire Golden Pond Garden, Ji Qingbai walked halfway, and he couldn't take it anymore, he squatted and panted, he felt his chest was bulging, and looked back at the eunuch and nurse who followed him from a distance, Ji Qingbai didn't hesitate much, Reaching into the underwear, he tore off the bra.

It was too much, Ji Qingbai wiped off his sweat, his hands trembled a little, and finally his breathing became easier.

The rockery in Jinchi Garden is jagged with strange rocks, and the towering pines and cypresses almost covered the clouds and mist. Ji Qingbai sat resting on a strange rock, holding his corset in his hand, and fanned it for a while.

It wasn't long before Ji Qingbai heard movement behind him.

In such a big night and in such a big garden, even if Ji Qingbai is a god, he would still be a little embarrassed, not to mention that he is still a mortal body and his soul is unstable. Can't pull people's hair.

Ji Qingbai looked back, saw no one, but smelled the smell of blood, he was startled, thought he had encountered an assassin, and was just about to call for someone, when suddenly someone grabbed his ankle.

Ji Qingbai: "..."

There are five or six dead eunuchs in one place, the kind that are really dead and transparent.

The one holding Ji Qingbai's ankle is not some assassin, but the ghost-like Buddha in his family, Tanzhang.

Emperor Jingfeng clutched his chest, his eyes were red and his hair was disheveled. Ji Qingbai didn't need to guess to know that the other party was suffering from internal pain and went mad. If he can support his sick body, otherwise Ji Qingbai would not doubt at all, he has already returned to the red lotus plate and started fighting with Bai Chao.

Emperor Jingfeng was still thinking about lifting the sword, but Ji Qingbai immediately took two steps back, Tanzhang failed to lift it up, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

Ji Qingbai waited for a while, then became more courageous, stepped forward a few steps, and kicked away the sword in the opponent's hand.

Tan Zhang turned his head, staring at him with a pair of bloody eyes, the red lotus birthmark under his left eye was darker than what Ji Qingbai saw in his consciousness, the petals were like fire, licking his eyes like a phoenix tail.

Ji Qingbai was under a lot of pressure from the appearance of the other party, which was exactly the same as that of the immeasurable Buddha statue. After thinking about it, he moved forward and carefully knelt down beside Tan Zhang.

When in the Buddhist realm, the sandalwood chapter will come down from the lotus seat for seven days every month. The immeasurable Buddha is in charge of the good and evil of the world. Although the Buddha's teachings are boundless, it is not completely unaffected.

These seven days were Ji Qingbai's busiest seven days.

That's right, his real body is a nightmare-eating tapir, specially designed to nourish the sea of ​​gods for countless Buddhas.

Now in the mortal world, although Ji Qingbai does not have the slightest divine power to transform his real body into a dream, it is not completely impossible to relieve Tanzhang's blazing pain.

Emperor Jingfeng only noticed that a pair of small hands were holding his head up. He was frightened and angry, and just about to struggle, suddenly there was a coolness between his brows, and Ji Qingbai's index finger lightly tapped there.

The divine power of the three souls is pitifully weak, Ji Qingbai can only gather some energy on his fingertips to comb the sutras for Emperor Jingfeng. Although he has a pair of women's hands, his movements are not at all soft. This kind of thing For Ji Qingbai, practice makes perfect, with thousands of years of experience, he is already a top-notch senior massage technician!

Tan Zhang suddenly felt as if there was a stream of clear water flowing between his brows, slowly moistening his limbs and bones, soothing the pain in his stomach. He opened his eyes in the darkness, and walked past Ji Qingbai's face without even blinking.

As I said before, Ji Qingbai's body is pitiful, it's not easy for him to gather his energy, he can't be distracted by other people at all, and when Tan Zhang looks at him, he can't help but annoy him for killing people, so he simply covered the bra in his hand On the emperor's face, he said perfunctorily in a hoarse voice: "I'm offended."

Tan Zhang: "..."

Ji Qingbai thought for a while, and added with a bit of desire for survival: "I wear it next to my body, so it's not dirty."