Aoyama sees me as I should

Ji Qingbai stood at the entrance of the Buddhist realm again, and when he looked back, it seemed that he was just having a dream.

He was brought back to the catastrophe thousands of years ago by the karma of the golden flames and phoenixes. For a hundred years in the world, at the flick of a finger, all the evils were turned into nothingness. After returning from the calamity, he forgot everything.

Now thinking about it again, Ji Qingbai only felt that in that life, he couldn't tell who owed more to whom, he and Changsheng Minghuan.

And Tanzhang.

Ji Qingbai subconsciously walked down the steps, and stopped after a few steps. He had already passed that kalpa, but now the Buddha has re-entered the six realms of reincarnation, who is he going to look for?

With Sanskrit sounds gurgling behind him, auspicious auspiciousness began, Ji Qingbai turned around, and saw Bai Chao who had recovered his human form.

The latter had a refreshed expression, and even smiled warmly at him.

"Shangshen Qingbai has already remembered?" Bai Chao clapped his hands, "It's been hard work."

Ji Qingbai: "..."

Now that Ji Qingbai remembered it, Bai Chao's restraint was naturally lifted. The two stood at the door of Wanzhong, and the Miaoyinniao flew around Ji Qingbai.

"Buddha lied to the golden flame and phoenix that he lived forever and his soul was gone. In fact, he let me arrange the fate of mortals. He made a lot of contributions during your calamity. The Buddha loved the house and the crow, so he was allowed to come to the next life. Life after life, he will have a safe journey and die."

Bai Chao looked at Ji Qingbai with some emotion: "I didn't expect that you are still destined, and the Buddha will meet you when you go down for many calamities."

Ji Qingbo didn't know what was going on in his heart, wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask the reason of Tanzhang's catastrophe, Bai Chao didn't care much and just said it.

"Since you have recovered your memory, you should know why the Buddha went down to endure calamities." Bai Chao sighed, "The 10,000+ year-old true Buddha suddenly fell in love and had delusional thoughts. Naturally, Wuliang couldn't keep him .”

Ji Qingbai opened his mouth, his voice trembling: "When I came back from the calamity, why did the red lotus horoscope break?"

Bai Chao glanced at him, hesitated for a while, and couldn't bear to say: "It stands to reason that you shouldn't die that day, you have to live for a while and suffer."

Calamity is usually nothing good for gods, and Ji Qingbai encountered the reincarnation of the holy demon that time, it should be even more miserable, and he may even be unable to survive this catastrophe.

It's a pity that I didn't expect that some people outside the six realms couldn't sit still.

If the Buddha just intervened in a normal way, the red lotus horoscope would not be unable to withstand the opponent's Wuji seal, it would be impossible to break it.

So everything is calm ahead, and Ji Qingbai has also survived the test of the holy demon, and then he will suffer for another three to five hundred years, and he will return to the realm after a normal death.

In the end, Tan Zhang couldn't hold back.

He has stayed in the Buddhist realm for 10,000+ years, but he couldn't wait for Ji Qingbai to live in the human world for only a few hundred years.

Bai Chao remembered the day when Honglian's life plate was broken to pieces, and he still had lingering fears. He clicked his tongue twice, as if pitiful, and said, "It was the Buddha who killed your mortal body."

Suddenly, Ji Qingbai remembered the tin stick in that man's hand, and tapped lightly in front of him.

He remembered that Nan Wu said: "I can't kill at will."

Bai Chao knew what he understood, and said calmly: "He doesn't want you to suffer that human suffering again, and he doesn't want to wait for you in the Buddha's realm for hundreds of years, interfering with God's fate to such an extent, how can the red lotus fate be able to bear it?" His crime of killing is of course completely broken."

Ji Qingbo couldn't say a word anymore, he looked at Bai Chao in a daze, and the latter waited for a while before saying again: "There is something I have to give you."

Ji Qingbai asked, "What?"

Bai Chao didn't speak, he waved his hand, and circled Ji Qingbai's Miaoyin bird, and in a moment, with a string of bells in his mouth, it landed in Ji Qingbai's palm.

"Wang Chuanling." Bai Chao said, "The Buddha has entered reincarnation, you should go and pick him up."

Ji Qingbai originally thought that Bai Chao would re-arrange his fate, but Xianhe stood under Honglian's fate plate, and resumed his tone of beating: "Jump yourself."

Ji Qingbai smiled wryly: "I didn't even know that this time I was changing from male to female, from old to young, how dare I dance?"

Bai Chao was a little impatient: "This time you are you, you will know when you go down."

Ji Qingbai didn't understand the meaning of the previous sentence, Bai Chao suddenly moved his mouth, and he was swept in by Hong Lianming.

"Protect your soul core." Bai Chao was rarely serious, with a complicated and helpless tone, "Don't just give it away."

In the ancient wilderness, there were not as many people as beasts and monsters, and they lived in groups in villages, far away from the continuous mountains.

During the farming period, almost every family lived a self-sufficient life. After repairing the house and garden, every household lived next to each other.

There was only one woodcutter, who lived at the head of the village. One day, he had just come down from the mountain to cut firewood, when someone built a new house next to him.

He finished the work at hand and came out several times, but he didn't see the new owner, only heard the sound of knocking and knocking from inside.

The woodcutter then decided to help.

He walked to the gate of the courtyard and poked his head around. After waiting for a long time, the people inside finally came out.

Ji Qingbai was still in his original appearance, only changed the fairy robe into the common coarse linen clothes here, holding a pile of waste rocks in his arms, when he saw a person standing at the door, he was taken aback.

The woodcutter looked at him with some trepidation, and finally asked boldly, "Do you need help?"

There is no such thing as a "name" here, because he is a woodcutter, and everyone in the village calls him Aqiao.

Ji Qingbai did not refuse the other party's kindness, after all he is a god and has little experience in building houses.

A Qiao taught him how to build a wall, how to build a roof, and finally installed the windows and doors. The soil in the yard also needed to be reclaimed, and the fence had to be repaired. Call the wooden girl in the village.

Mu Nu is a carpenter, and because she is a woman, she is called Mu Nu.

Ji Qingbai could only watch from the sidelines.

Of course, Ji Qingbai didn't know that both Aqiao and Munu were watching him secretly.

This man is so good looking.Ah Qiao thought to himself, like a fairy.

Munu blushed from Ji Qingbai's stare. She finished making the bed and table, but the stool was too late. Ji Qingbai didn't mind, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, it's all because I'm clumsy and I can't help."

Mu Nu was twisting the braid in her hand, not knowing how to answer, when Ah Qiao saw her, she said for her, "Are you hungry, sir?"

Naturally, Ji Qingbai didn't need to eat, but he did as the Romans did. He called himself a hunter who wandered here, and hurriedly said, "Sir, if you don't dare to be, you can call me...Ji Yu."

It's not difficult to pronounce the word Ji Yu, anyway, it doesn't matter if you recognize it or not, and you don't need to be able to write it, as long as you can shout it clearly.

As soon as Ji Qingbo came down, there was nothing at home, and he couldn't even greet him for a meal, so he had to go to Aqiao's next door to have a meal.

Before leaving, Ah Qiao gave him some vegetable seeds.

"Plant it tomorrow." A Qiao instructed, "Sprout in spring, and you can eat it in autumn."

This era is still the simplest theory of spring planting and autumn harvest, which is not as detailed as the seasons. Ji Qingbai thanked him after collecting the seeds, and then saw Aqiao coming out with a dead animal.

Ji Qingbai: "..." He had a bad feeling.

The animal in Aqiao's hand is similar in shape to a pig, but much bigger than a pig. He pointed at it and said seriously: "The leopard is delicious, with thick skin, and can be used as a mattress to sleep on."

Ji Qingbai's expression was complicated, he didn't know whether to answer or not.

Ah Qiao thought he was embarrassed, so he handed it to him generously and said, "This is for you, eat it while it is fresh, the stewed soup is very delicious."

"..." Ji Qingbai thought desperately, is this asking me to eat myself? !