After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

The green lamps and ancient Buddhas, accompanied by the sounds of wooden fish, made the violent storm outside the window that was about to turn the world upside down not seem so ferocious anymore.

Sparks crackled, making a crisp sound, and the orange candlelight fell on the two people, casting beautiful silhouettes on the window.

Puran was still sitting there cross-legged, her hair had been dried, and the man's soft fingertips were combing her hair against her scalp, gathering the hair together, and then tying it up neatly with a golden ribbon.

Then Bodhi sat on the prayer mat opposite her and looked at her with gentle eyes.

The Buddha's eyebrows are covered with cinnabar, and his earrings are golden lotus with drooping tassels.

The coldness in the man's eyes had already become a pool of rippling spring water: "Senior, would you like a cup of tea?"

Pu Ran stopped beating the wooden fish in his hand and nodded.

"Hold on."

The man stood up to prepare, and as he moved his clothes exuded the slightly bitter and refreshing fragrance of the bodhi tree.

This taste is really too familiar.

She watched the small tree sprout out of the soil, watched it grow branches and leaves, watched the small white flowers dotted the branches, and watched it produce small Bodhi fruits.

The leaves, flowers and fruits are a fusion of slight bitterness and sweetness.

It’s so wonderful. I never thought that one day this little tree would become a flesh-and-blood adult.

"Senior, please——"

While she was distracted, the man had already served her the tea. Pu Ran took it and took a sip. The warm tea moistened her lungs, and she felt comfortable, with a satisfied expression on her face, like a cat.

Bodhi curled up the corners of his lips slightly. Perhaps because he was his senior, he was happy no matter how he looked at him.

"I've been wondering, while I'm looking for this green rune stone in the palace, will others get the news and come looking for it?"

Bodhi: "It's just a matter of who gets the news first. The other party will come eventually."

Pu Ran lowered his eyes and looked at the reflection in the cup: "Then I will change my strategy now. I will not look for the rune stone anymore."

"You're looking for the rat that lurked here?"

"Well, I'll just take it back when they find the rune stone."

In fact, it’s not as nice as “拿”.

Generally it is stealing, then it is robbery, and the worst is murder and looting.

Pu Ran also thought of the worst outcome. She pouted and muttered softly, "We Buddhists don't kill..."

She had forgotten her heroic feat of killing the wild wolf at the beginning of the game.

So, why is it that even though you are a senior with a lot of experience, the Buddha still doesn’t want you (pointing and pointing)

Bodhi smiled but said nothing.

He knows Pu Ran's true nature. If this senior is really unhappy, he can pick up a stone and smash your brains out.

If the Buddha tells you not to kill, she will only tell you that I am now blocking the Buddha and that he is a member of the immortal family, so it is okay to kill one.

The immortals will forgive me (pious.jpg)

"Oh, yes. Why hasn't Master come back yet? How about I tell you the fortune?"

Mr. Li said he would go back to the valley to get equipment for her, and then come back to tell her about her life story, so how come he disappeared now?

Bodhi shook his head gently: "I can't tell."

He knew Mr. Li, and it was Mr. Li who found him and told him that Pu Ran needed the rune stone.

Mr. Li is a mysterious person, including his current whereabouts.

Pu Ran waved his hand, signaling Puti to put on the divination tools.

She rolled up her sleeves.

"Let me, a senior with rich experience, show you how to do it."

A quarter of an hour later.

Puran: “…”

Well, it’s fine if I can’t figure it out, but why is there no clue at all?

She stroked her chin and crossed her arms in deep thought, sitting alone in a corner facing the wall.

The serious expression that Bodhi had maintained during her fortune-telling also broke down. The man looked at the depressed little figure against the wall. He tilted his head and smiled with his hands covering his lips. His lively eyebrows and eyes did not look like the Buddha sitting on a lotus platform, but rather like an elegant young man from some noble family.

"Actually, after thinking for a long time, I decided to fight for the throne."

The wooden man squatting in the corner finally spoke.

There was no surprise in Bodhi's eyes, as if he had known she would say that.

"If there hadn't been any conspiracy in the beginning, which forced my mother and I to settle in a remote village..."

The original owner was born to be the heir to a high and mighty throne with no worries about food and clothing. Perhaps at this moment he has already been crowned king.

He was deprived of all rights and wandered around, suffering untold hardships.

If the original owner had not disappeared, and had come to this point with Pu Ran, he would still be unwilling to accept it. He would be unwilling to accept that he was clearly qualified to sit at the top, but ended up in this situation.

When saving people, one must save them to the end. All the regrets and unwillingness of the original owner are filled and smoothed out, and only then will Pu Ran be convinced that the other person can go to the paradise.

Anyone would be unable to escape the power struggle, but Pu Ran can. She has enough strength and means to avoid everything.

But from the moment she decided to go to Forget-Your-Trouble Valley as scheduled, and then made the decision to come to the palace, she knew that the web that would bind her had already been woven.

She wove it herself.

She already has a human body, so there is this wonderful thing called "bond". Only when the bond is perfected can the net be broken.

There was a hint of heartache in Bodhi's voice: "What do you think?"

"Myself?"

Puran showed a puzzled expression, as if to say, "What are you talking about?" "That's what I think. I only do what I want to do."

Yes.

She just does what she wants to do.

There is no need to feel any pity or heartache for her, because her heart is broad and no one can restrain it. She can do whatever she wants, that's all.

Pu Ran struck the wooden fish again, and the sound of "dong dong dong" sounded slowly.

"What should I eat tomorrow morning?"

She lowered her head and her voice was tinged with sleepiness.

“The spicy chicken seems pretty good…”

Bodhi burst out laughing for a moment.

Is it too strong to eat spicy chicken early in the morning?

The man squatting in the corner and thinking about his mistakes suddenly fell silent. Pu Ran tilted his head, but the wooden fish in his hand was still tightly held, stubbornly expressing his loyalty to the Buddha.

At the same time, her back was pressed against the man's strong chest. Bodhi put his hands on her shoulders and, unable to restrain himself but having to stop out of courtesy, he gently touched the top of her head.

"Good night."

"senior."

……

When Pu Ran opened his eyes early in the morning, he was still in the Bodhi House.

She slowly got out of bed, and Chuntao, who was beside her, came to greet her and handed her a complicated dress: "Master, change quickly!"

The rainstorm stopped, and Xiao Taozi rushed here from the princess's bedroom, preparing everything very thoughtfully.

Yes, if anyone saw the princess wearing a monk's clothes early in the morning, rumors would spread for months.

Puran put on her own dress and said with a smile: "Xiao Taozi is so thoughtful."

Chun Tao's anxious mood was calmed down immediately, and she blushed shyly: "No way."

The master will make people happy.

Puran's expression softened slightly: "When I leave, you come with me."

Chuntao was stunned as she blushed and touched her face.

"Master, I am capable of taking someone away."

Chuntao was dazed, and her brain seemed unable to process these shocking words.

"Master... what did you say?"

Pu Ran's eyebrows and eyes are like peach blossoms on a branch slowly unfolding, gorgeous and beautiful.

"I mean, I'll take you away."

She reached out to her.

A moment.

She also placed her shaking hands dreamily in her palms.

"it is good!"

Early in the morning, little Taozi was made to cry again by the kind-hearted Master Puran.