Transcendence in the comic world

Chapter 987

Gu Jiuci reflexively looked at Yi Deng's hair, wondering if it was a wig.

"I am originally a lay disciple of the Jokhang Temple. Is it strange?"

"Well...not surprising, no wonder..."

Gu Jiuci shook his head quickly. Before, she was wondering why Yi Deng had arranged a monk's identity for herself in the dream, but now she understood.

"Hey, the evil capitalists are here too. Judging from your appearance, you are still alive."

Yi Deng tilted his head slightly, pretending that he had just seen the big devil next to Gu Jiuci, half joking and half mocking.

Huo Mingche looked at Yi Deng with an unhappy expression. Although he remembered that Yi Deng had treated him, the familiar chat between Yi Deng and Gu Jiuci made him feel a little irritated for no reason.

"Um...so how is his recovery going?"

Gu Jiuci remembered that Yi Deng was a doctor and immediately asked.

"It's enough that you can't die. What more bike do you want?"

Yi Deng rolled his eyes and spoke in a rude manner, not at all like the master in the dream.

Gu Jiuci knew that he wouldn't be able to get any useful information out of him, but the air-conditioning around the Demon King suddenly became unbridled, obviously not at odds with Yi Deng.

Forget it, let's separate the two people.

"By the way, Doctor Yi Deng, we are lost. Do you know how to get to the main hall from here?"

"Oh, you two are also planning to ask for fortune-telling fortunes? You all know that the marriage fortune-telling fortune-telling fortune-telling in Jokhang Temple is particularly efficacious, right?"

Yi Deng said in a long voice, and then looked at the two of them with an ambiguous expression on his face.

"Just go straight along this road and you'll be there. Gu Jiuci, if you take the wrong path, you don't have many opportunities to choose again. You have to make good use of it."

Yi Deng pointed in one direction, and then winked at Gu Jiuci meaningfully.

"I see."

"Walk."

Before Gu Jiuci could finish talking to Master Yi Deng, the big devil next to him glanced at Yi Deng coldly, then dragged Gu Jiuci away without saying a word.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Even though I have lost my memory, I am still the jealous king of the Imperial Palace. I will show you the way without even saying thank you!"

Yi Deng stared at Huo Mingche's back and cursed softly.

The two of them walked along the path to the end and arrived at the main hall.Gu Jiuci observed the other pilgrims, then bought a stick of incense and entered the book with the big devil.

Although rebirth was just a dream, Gu Jiuci began to believe that there were things in the world that she could not understand.

She knelt down to the Buddha devoutly, and Sanskrit sounds resounded throughout the hall, making people's hearts calm.

Gu Jiuci held the incense above his head and whispered softly.

"I hope brother Che is in good health, safe and has a long life!"

"Why don't you seek marriage?"

The man interrupted her incense-burning movement with a sideways glance.

Gu Jiuci neatly put the incense into the incense burner, then turned around and looked at him firmly.

"Because there is no need to ask for marriage anymore! My marriage in this life is you, and you are destined to fall into my bowl. No matter how many difficulties there are, no matter how long the road is, I will go to the end! God blocks it. Kill the God, and kill the Buddha if you stop him!"

Having said this, she suddenly approached the big devil, raised her head and blinked at him with big bright eyes. The distance between the two of them was so close that one could hear their breathing.

"Huo Mingche, I love you, and I will love you for the rest of my life!"

The woman spoke every word seriously, and the man's deep pupils shook violently, as if there were hot flames that instantly set a prairie fire.

If this was not a Buddhist pure land, he would have fallen into her mortal world on the spot...