Rebirth: Bringing the System to Find a Husband

Chapter 323 Nie Shuangyan and Mo Yamo
It’s really hard for Nie Shuangyan to say anything about this matter. You must know that before she came to this world of cultivation, in that world, Buddhism also had Mahayana and Hinayana. Arguing endlessly, how could she judge rashly when she was a picky person.

She smiled and said, "How do I know this?"

Only then did Tonghua realize that he was being abrupt, he clasped his hands together and said, "It's the little monk who was being abrupt."

Nie Shuangyan tilted his head and smiled, "It's not in the way."

Tonghua just stared at her smile blankly, thinking that such a smile is really beautiful.

Nie Shuangyan knew that his mind was clean, so she didn't mind looking at her like this. She sat on the bed, swayed her legs and said, "Little monk, do you have anything to eat here? I'm so hungry."

Tonghua thought for a while and said, "Please come with the monk."

Tonghua took her to the fasting room, which was not far from the Zen room. It was still early and there was no fasting meal. There were only a few unfinished steamed buns in the morning. Nie Shuangyan never liked to eat pure pasta such as steamed buns. She always felt that eating It tastes bland and tasteless, and the pasta has no fillings, so what else is it called pasta?

Although she holds this idea, she is really hungry. Her body is only a few years old, unlike an adult who can endure hunger. When she gets hungry, she will be extremely hungry, and she must eat something to make her feel better. The stomach feels better.

Aggrieved, she grabbed a steamed bun and gnawed it. The steamed bun had been sitting for a while, and it was not as hot as the one just out of the pan. She ate it very readily, and felt that she couldn't hold it anymore after eating one. She rubbed her stomach and let out a sweet and full belch.

She said: "Master Zhaifang's craftsmanship is really good. I don't like steamed buns, so I ate a whole one. But it's so good."

Tonghua was taken aback when he heard the words. He was three or four years old when he was full of steamed buns. Later, he became a novice monk by keeping the precepts. At an average age, the person who brought her here was a benefactor who was rumored to be as powerful as Master Jikong, and subconsciously thought that this female benefactor was also someone who had cultivated himself, so he brought her to eat the monk's meals.

The meals of the monks are not the same as those of the benefactors, and there is no hierarchy.

It's just because most of the monks have kept the precepts for many years, and they all have cultivation, and their meals are all made of spiritual vegetables from spiritual grains.

Usually, the people who come to the temple are ordinary people. Although the spiritual energy contained in the Linggu Lingcai is only a very weak trace, it is not something ordinary people can afford.

Ordinary people who eat these by mistake will suffer from abdominal pain at the slightest, festering all over the body at severe cases, and even die from violence.

A's honey, B's arsenic.

In short, he made a mistake.

He took a look at Nie Shuangyan, and asked again: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Nie Shuangyan rubbed his belly, Nahan said: "No, it's just a little stretched."

Tonghua was a little uncertain, and still planned to take Nie Shuangyan to find Master Ji Wu. At this time, the black cat ran past, and Tonghua called out loudly: "Senior Sister Mo."

The black cat turned back again.

Nie Shuangyan stretched out his head and looked at it, hey, this black cat looks exactly like Xuan Ming, both have black and green pupils.

The black cat turned into a human, and she was a lovely girl.

The girl came over and said, "Little Tonghua, what have you done?"

Tonghua's small face was wrinkled into a steamed bun: "Senior Sister Mo, she accidentally ate the steamed buns eaten by the monks in our monastery."

Mo Yamo is extremely smart, how could she believe his lies, she blinked and said: "Little Tonghua, if I guessed correctly, it must be because you didn't ask clearly to lure her to eat."

Tonghua said embarrassingly: "That's true, what Senior Sister said is right."

Mo Yamo walked up to her, used his spiritual power to guide her, and then said: "Your body is destined to be a mortal in this life. If you want to eat in the future, you can find the cook to relieve your suffering, and he will naturally give it to you." You prepare to eat to your liking."

Nie Shuangyan said: "Is that so?"

She walked around Mo Yamo a few times while talking.

Mo Yamo said, "What are you doing?"

Nie Shuangyan said nahan: "I heard that after being transformed into a demon, some of the characteristics of the original body will be maintained."

She explained: "For example, there will be remains of ears, tails, teeth, claws and so on."

Hearing this, Mo Yamo said: "Oh, that's because they have not mastered cultivation, so they will naturally look like this. Anyone who has mastered cultivation, not to mention big monsters, even ordinary monsters are no different from ordinary people after removing their evil aura."

Nie Shuangyan blinked, and said strangely: "But in this way, it doesn't look like a monster anymore."

Mo Yamo said again: "Although after the "Six Realms", the human race no longer hates and resists the monster race, but most human beings still have prejudices against other races, and if other races want to have a breakthrough in the realm, most of them must It needs to go through love calamity. However, the human race has a large population and is protected by saintly luck. Most of them are people who should be tribulated. In addition, the human race only wants to live together, and the rest of the races can only try their best to mix into the human race. Retain the symbol of the monster race. The same is true for the rest of the races - compared to the race, the realm of practice is more important. In order to be strong, what is this trivial matter? Except for the two realms of heaven and man, which emphasize etiquette, morality and shame, the rest of the races It’s all about strength.”

So that's the case, so Nie Shuangyan understands, after all, apart from true love, it's for strength, so they run to the world one by one.

Nie Shuangyan thinks this setting is very reasonable. You know, when she read novels in the past, she wondered more than once whether the person who wrote the novel was intellectually poor. Except for the unknown species, the rest are all in human form, and they are all beauties from a human point of view.

Why, are the aesthetics of different species, some even reproductively isolated species, so similar!

In the end, Nie Shuangyan still wanted to sigh, the setting Mo Yamo said was justified.

She sighed inwardly, and said with a look of surprise on her face, "I see."

Mo Yamo seemed to have noticed something, she said meaningfully: "You are still "young", it's normal to not understand these things."

Nie Shuangyan just smiled when he heard the words, and said: "You are so kind, you still answer me so patiently when I said something stupid."

Mo Yamo always felt that these words sounded uncomfortable, but there was nothing to be uncomfortable about these words. She couldn't help but wonder if she was narrow-minded, so she would be so worried about the little girl's words.

She brooded.

Since becoming a cat demon, her broad mind has become narrower day by day, and she can't help it. This is more or less the characteristic of a cat demon.

(End of this chapter)