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The hot spring water on the top of the snow soaked Di Ting's snow-white skin, making her flesh with scars look almost transparent. From a visual point of view, it almost felt as crisp and cold as ice and snow. However, when the skin touched The touch is so hot and humid, so hot, even An Ran's trembling pulse in the deepest part can be clearly heard.

Kneeling by the bath, Nagamo wiped the master's long hair mixed with silver frost with a soft cotton towel, and couldn't hold back from time to time, caressing the other's scarred body with his palm recklessly.

From the protruding bones on the back to the only soft texture on the legs... This lotus flower, which has grown in hell for many years but has not been stained with dust, finally fell into the dust today, and even the thinnest part of its ribs was covered by human beings. Forcibly pinched out the green and red mark.

The intimacy between those actions was almost ready to come out, but Yu Ge seemed unaware, there was no trace of forbearance in his expression, but a kind of gentle tranquility.

A kind of vague nostalgia penetrated through the heavy water vapor, slowly penetrated into her viscera from every pore on Nagamo's body, causing her to stop involuntarily, and only lifted her long hair that was scattered all over the floor. , An almost pious kiss fell behind the translucent pinna of the other party.

From many years ago, she knew that most of the master's thoughts and ideas could not be judged by ordinary people's methods at all.

Perhaps because of her premature enlightenment, Di Ting does not follow the public order and good customs of the human world, nor does she follow the compassion of heaven. She has a set of... weird and unique standards for everything.

For example, when Nagamo was young, his mind was weakened due to extreme thirst for flesh and blood. Yu Ge could personally drag the corpse of a treacherous person back to Guiyun Mountain to feed his young apprentices, but he would speak coldly about killing hares for his children.

More like...

Nagamo gently closed her eyes, the sandalwood scent lingering in her nose infiltrated her five senses, but it made her feel a subtle tingling pain that could not be ignored even at the base of her tongue.

When she was a teenager, holding a stack of story books, she pretended to be innocent and went to Yu Ge to discuss what intimacy was.

Di Ting, who was kneeling on the sutra, looked up at her, waved his hands casually, and then put his bright lips on the little apprentice's mouth.

It wasn't a kiss at all, it was just a quick and hasty touch, and even made a wet and crisp sound due to being too reckless.

"Isn't this intimacy?"

The young woman called Master didn't care about the stunned and stiff appearance of the little apprentice at all, she just wiped her mouth lightly, as if she hadn't done anything scandalous just now, but just pointed out a few sword moves at random.

"Nagama, read less scripts, it's not interesting, right?"

No... that would be so much fun.

The long memory is almost like a glimpse in the passing time. Looking back now, it is all covered with absurd and distorted shadows. The demon cultivator of Dragon Tail let go of Di Ting's white and trembling lower lip, put his five fingers together, and silently stuck it on the on the opponent's chest.

The copper bell formation that had been dormant for a long time finally worked, and Di Ting was like the end of a crossbow that consumed part of his cultivation when splitting the passage. Now it coincides with Yu Ge's weak will and the altar is in a trance...

It is true that Nagamo is fascinated by being able to respect Wen's past time with her teacher, but right now, she has more important things to do, and she has to take this opportunity to complete them.

She stretched out one hand cautiously, like searching for something, and submerged it into Yu Ge's most fragile and hot chest without a trace.

Di Ting's light-colored pupils were slightly slack, but still relying on instinct, he clasped her exposed wrist bones with his backhand.

"Nagama...don't, you stop."

Even she herself didn't realize that the struggle was so insignificant, full of wavering and hesitation, it could almost be described as giving and taking.

The copper bell formation is certainly sinister, but just a deliberate formation is far from enough to destroy the will and energy of the ancient auspicious beast to such an extent.

In such a dangerous disadvantage, they are all submissive... Maybe this little Truth Ting really gave up his will to live like this, and let everything outside dominate his life.

What kind of situation... can a beast that has lived for tens of thousands of years fall into such a state of self-exile?

Moxiu kissed the other person's eyelids soothingly, and slightly opened the hand that was left in the chest, then passed through the blood vessels and bones silently, and firmly held the struggling and throbbing scarlet flesh .

Master's gate of life... is firmly held in her hand.

This fact made Nagaru's throat tight. She held the heart tightly, feeling the gushing rhythm that was synchronized with herself, as if a surging wave of electric current was pouring down her head. She could not help but hold her breath for a while, Tianling Gai was numb with excitement.

With just a drop of effort, she can witness with her own eyes the entire past of the tens of thousands of years of life of this only listener, she can uncover those obscure and long secret times, and she can... take her master who has no mortal eyes from the inside. And the outsider stripped naked, exposing the cruel and sentimental viscera.

From now on, there will be no more secrets, reservations, and temptations between her and the master. Yu Ge will face her with a face that is forced to be honest. Maybe... maybe the pain and barriers buried in the twilight time can be eliminated. in the invisible.

However, at this moment, she suddenly hesitated.

The great fear turned into a sharp knife on the lobes of the lungs, causing fine and abrupt stinging pains between breaths, she couldn't even think of what she was afraid of, the hand hidden in Yu Ge's chest Because of the trembling, the softest and deadliest apex of the opponent's heart was cut.

She covered the master's suddenly widened eyes, and the fine and trembling eyelashes brushed against her palm one after another, as if she was holding a small and stubborn insect in her palm.

In Yu Ge's unconscious convulsions, Nagamo suddenly withdrew her hand, and a drop of bright red blood was stagnating impartially on her fingertips.

And the green smoke wrapped in a strong sandalwood aroma, like a fierce bird smelling the smell of blood, lingers in the void, dragging that drop of heart blood belonging to the auspicious beast into a misty and distant illusion.

Everything that happened to Di Ting for more than [-] years...finally at this moment, it was fully revealed in front of Nagamo.

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The way of heaven, 33 heavens.

"It's been too long to discuss the legal principles this time. The snow on the top of Mount Sumeru is almost melting, and we haven't come to a conclusion..."

"Hey, what a small dog."

"Where did the little beast come from... Maybe it fell from the pure place of She Nian, and I don't know who kept it for play."

……very noisy.

Joy, sorrow and suffering, ignorance, obsession, worry and dread, meditation sounds... the complicated and chaotic hundreds of millions of thoughts of all living beings, mixed with impermanent causes and unpredictable fates, drilled into the soil, penetrated into the water waves, twiddled Into the air, burning into the fire, pouring into the listening ears without choice, without stopping for a moment.

Even the gods, Buddhas and celestial beings still have the four aggregates. She was born in the most pure and dust-free heaven in the six realms, but she has never been truly pure for a moment, and those indistinguishable voices have almost condensed into a ghost in the dark. A grinning curse tormented the six organs and six consciousnesses of this young animal day and night.

Di Ting stumbled and fell down on the soft grass, covering his head with his immature paws, but no matter what, he couldn't get rid of the worldly heart sounds that followed him everywhere.

It felt as if thousands of insects and ants were flapping their wings in her eardrum at the same time, and then crawled into it along the ear canal, densely gnawing on her young and soft organs, arousing continuous, ungraspable soreness Itching.

Amidst the endless misty pain, a warm palm covered her from the dazzling golden light, and also brought her the only moment of peace in her life.

That hand carried the fragrant and moist lotus fragrance, and came with the silent darkness. It was like sending a dark dream to the tired prisoner who had been pecked at the internal organs all year round and could not rest. It only took a moment, It is enough to make people greedy and unable to extricate themselves.

Relying on the instinct of a divine beast, Di Ting hooked the sleeve on that wrist with his rough, bloody nails.

"Ah, so... you are not a puppy."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who came to speak for the gods of the 33rd heaven, shook the little paw, and handed the tin staff to the little novice beside him. The cub was carefully held in his arms.

It was just a small animal the size of a palm, with a cat face, drooping ears, and a lion tail. The thick hair should have been pure white, but there was a young and short animal hidden between the tufts of curly hair on the top of its head. The unicorn, like the bright yellow sharp beak of a bird when it was young, was resting quietly on her fingertips.

Although it doesn't even have any unusual teeth, it is indeed a divine beast that is the only one in the world.

Why did a heaven and earth auspicious beast born at the feet of the Bodhi Tree God... end up in such a miserable state?

Even a bodhisattva can't speculate on the will of heaven arbitrarily, she couldn't help but touch the tip of the moist nose, and then heard the whimpering sound coming from her bosom clearly

So faint, so frightened, almost like the dying cry of a little creature.

Among the gods and Buddhas in the sky, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is famous for his calm and prudent mind.

She has traveled alone through the three thousand great thousand worlds, attained the Bodhisattva way, made great vows, and witnessed the good and the evil in the six realms. She thought she had cultivated a bodhi heart as firm as a diamond, but in At that moment, Di Ting's soft wailing gave her a completely unfamiliar shock.

It wasn't the calmness and determination when investigating cause and effect, nor the benevolence and grace when enlightening sins and sufferings. The Bodhisattva with all the wonderful methods in her heart couldn't tell where the shock that made her feel deep pain came from.

This fleeting feeling is like a frightened flying firefly, before she can really notice it, it suddenly disperses into the void. Before she even has time to think carefully, she has already taken this unusually close beast away. 33 heavy days.

She soon discovered that, as a young animal, Di Ting was actually very quiet and stable, and her temperament was not considered a relative... If I had to say it, it was just very clinging to her.

This fluffy little auspicious beast always occupies her green leaf lotus, does not make a sound or runs, just wags its tail and rubs against her legs, and curls up peacefully around her when someone else comes In her arms, nestling in front of her heart, she fell asleep peacefully, so cute and docile like a big tea pet.

Even the eyes seemed to be soaked in warm tea soup, always moist and soft, and those eyes often even gave the Bodhisattva an illusion...

It was as if this unwisdom-spirited Di Ting was full of trust and nostalgia, among all the whirling beings, she was the only one who relied on her wholeheartedly.

Xu is God's pity, and this illusion has finally been confirmed after decades.

In the most chaotic age of the six realms of reincarnation, the ethics of the four evil realms are unclear and black and white are unclear, and countless sufferings and sins have accumulated in the nether realm. born.

On the night before heading to hell, the Bodhisattva hugged Di Ting on his lap and repeatedly stroked that petite face that was as young and delicate as a cat.

She was silent for a long time, and then she untied the string of rosary beads on her wrist bones, and gently wrapped them around the cub's neck.

It was a string of pure white giant clam rosary beads. After being rolled in her palm for too many years, it had been completely jade-like, exuding a moist and translucent milky white luster on Di Ting's snow-white hair.

"Since you were born in the Dao of Heaven, you should stay here. After you are truly enlightened, you will surely..."

Presumably there will be countless gods and Buddhas with immeasurable virtues who are willing to take this gifted auspicious beast with them and take good care of them.

A subtle and nameless resentment suddenly arose in the Bodhisattva's heart, and before the obscure emotion surfaced, she extinguished it easily, just like a gravel accidentally dropped into a deep pool of tranquility, even if it can splash A few layers of ripples are destined to cause no disturbances.

She looked at Di Ting's tired and ignorant eyes, smiled and sighed, and hugged the little beast with dirty paws from her body.

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the Bodhisattva stepped out of the boundless lotus sea, he saw a person lying on the core of the lotus with green leaves.

It was a child of six or seven years old, with no hair, hair reaching to the shoulders, his whole body was whiter than dewy lotus petals, only the corners of his slightly upturned lips turned red without any trace, showing a bright color that was about to drip.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stood there holding his breath, watching the child on the lotus staggeringly get up, rush to her, and naturally plunge into her arms. .seven

As far as appearance alone is concerned, this little girl actually has a very pleasing facial features, beautiful and elegant, full of naive and unrefined innocence, a pair of light-colored eyes seem to be filled with a handful of compelling water , innately showed a deep and pious friendship.

That movement, that look, that obedient and attached gesture...

Compassion and astonishment intertwined into a fine and disordered silk net, which quietly enveloped her lungs. The Bodhisattva fixed his eyes on the string of giant clam rosary beads on the girl's neck. Being able to be cautious and heavy, he pressed the opponent into his arms.

The appearance was almost the same as when she was holding the cub in her arms, except for her ten fingertips trembling violently when she didn't know it.

This overly clingy little Truth listener... unexpectedly picked up his mind at this moment, and turned into a human form.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021051800:11:352021051922:57:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 in the night;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Day Sea, Deep Qiwu, Husky, Absurd 1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!