Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

He Chuanhua was so flustered that she wished she could go back to Song Yanqing's side right now.

The monk sitting opposite stopped his hands, twirled his rosary, raised his head and said slowly, "Almsgiver, if the monk's guess is correct, something happened to your sweetheart."

He Chuanhua just wanted to go back now, he stood up abruptly, and the monk suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Master Miaozhen." He Chuanhua pursed his lips, his voice revealing anxiety.

Monk Miaozhen stopped turning the rosary, he raised his eyes to look at He Chuanhua, those eyes were filled with the compassion of seeing through the world.

He sighed softly and said: "Everything has a definite number in the dark, benefactor, let it go."

He Chuanhua couldn't understand what he heard, he broke away from his hand and turned to leave.

What Monk Miaozhen said, He Chuanhua didn't hear clearly, his voice was very soft like a whisper, or like a shallow sigh.

He Chuanhua looked back at Monk Miaozhen, the young monk closed his eyes tightly and knocked on the wooden fish with his hand.

After He Chuanhua left, the room fell silent, and Monk Miaozhen slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the old wooden fish in front of him, and the sea of ​​flames from that day seemed to appear in front of him again.

"It will take several reincarnations before you let go." Monk Miaozhen twirled the rosary.

He fixedly looked at the Buddha statue in front of him again, and asked softly, "How many reincarnations do you need to become a Buddha?"

The Buddha didn't answer him, and there was only a slight sound in the room when the rosary beads collided.

"How many times in reincarnation and how many autumns, fate is destined to be unsatisfactory, so why bother to force it." Monk Miaozhen held the rosary tightly, and murmured in confusion, "How can I become a Buddha..."

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Song Yanqing was woken up by someone, he struggled to open his eyes, and vaguely saw a person sitting across from him.

"Brother Song, we met again." Liu Shiyin tilted her head and said naively: "What a coincidence, you were also arrested."

Song Yanqing paused for a while, and the voice of the system came from his mind.

[Mr. An Song, it's four o'clock in the morning.Due to rumors of haunting, the residential building was abandoned.Mr. Song is now on the 16th floor of the abandoned residential building, which is the top floor of the building. ] The system paused and continued: [Hao Qingshan left after letting you in. It will take about an hour for He Chuanhua to arrive here. ]

'What's the situation now. '

[Hao Qingshan drew a formation, he intends to swallow your obsession, and then use your body to raise ghosts. ] The system replied.

Song Yanqing only thought that Hao Qingshan was crazy, he was tied with a rope very firmly.He tried to break free, but there was nothing to gain except grinding his wrists.

He said to the system: "Is there a way to untie it?" '

[Obviously, whoever made me didn't make me hands. ] The system replied: [Mr. Song can exchange things with me. Mr. Song seems to seldom visit the system mall. ]

Song Yanqing said: "I can't afford to change anything." '

[Then there's no way. ] The system said: [Actually, you can also change a box of chewing gum. The system is specially made to let you blow bubbles in your spare time. ]

Song Yanqing rejected the system's kindness, he rested for a while, and began to try to untie the rope again.

Liu Shiyin chirped with him at the side, and Song Yanqing responded humbly.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and the closed door was pushed open.

Hao Qingshan came in with a fast food bag, he glanced at Liu Shiyin, and then his eyes fell on Song Yanqing.

"My junior brother is going crazy looking for you." Hao Qingshan shook the fast food bag and said to Song Yanqing: "Orleans, Tianyuan and beef, which one do you want to eat?"

"Thank you Orleans." Song Yanqing said.

Hao Qingshan took out a beef hamburger, opened it and fed it to Song Yanqing's mouth, raised his chin and said, "Eat it."

Song Yanqing lowered his head and took a bite, Hao Qingshan said to Liu Shiyin again: "He goes on the road first, feed him and then feed you."

Song Yanqing chewed the hamburger, always thinking that this would be his last meal.

"You don't have to think about He Chuanhua coming to save you." Hao Qingshan wiped the corners of Song Yanqing's mouth with a napkin, handed a Coke to his mouth and said, "His formation is not as good as mine, even if he finds this place, he can only circle outside the building .”

"He still misses your relationship, but you let it go completely." Song Yanqing said.

Hao Qingshan snorted: "Friendship, I miss it too. But friendship can be eaten, can it be exchanged for money?"

Song Yanqing looked at the madness in Hao Qingshan's eyes, as if he saw He Chuanhua in the original text

If he hadn't met He Chuanhua, if He Chuanhua was still the same as the original text.He was stared at all the time in the city, and finally almost became a beggar on the street.Song Yanqing thought about it, but felt that He Chuanhua was different from Hao Qingshan after all.

At least no matter how poor He Chuanhua was, he never thought of inflicting pain on others.

A hamburger is only that big, no matter how slow Song Yanqing eats, the hamburger will be finished by the time.

He put the things aside, tore off Song Yanqing's clothes, and drew a formation on him with a cinnabar pen.

He seemed to be very familiar with Song Yanqing's body. Song Yanqing looked at his movements and vaguely felt a little familiar. He said to the system: "Why do I think he is tearing my clothes? I seem to have seen it somewhere before." '

The system didn't answer, Song Yanqing continued: "You removed the pain shield for me." '

The system paused for a while, then suddenly said: [Mr. Song, I don't recommend you to do this. ]

'Take it off and let me see how far it is. ' Song Yanqing pursed her lips tightly and lowered her head so that Hao Qingshan would not see the flaw.

The system unshielded, and the severe pain caused Song Yanqing to groan.

It was obviously just an ordinary cinnabar pen, but it caused burning pain when it landed on Song Yanqing's skin.

He clenched his teeth, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He just wanted the system to turn on the shield, but found that his body could no longer feel pain.

[Mr. Song, you don't have to experience the pain yourself. ] The system said: [This is just a trip for you, there is no mandatory task for you to complete, and you don't need to follow the plot. ]

It paused, and continued: [Mr. Song, you don't need to act or obey the persona.You can do whatever you want as long as it makes you happy. ]

The system's voice was very flat, Song Yanqing couldn't hear much emotion from his mechanical voice, but he could hear the system's concern for him.

'Who bought me a plane travel package. ' Song Yanqing asked.

[Sorry, I signed a non-disclosure agreement. ]

Song Yanqing didn't ask any more questions. Apart from women's clothing, he never fucked with the character of the little anchor.

He knew that he didn't need to do any tasks, he just wanted to get closer to He Chuanhua.

Although he felt no pain, his body was already responding with stress.

'I remember when you said it was your pleasure to make me happy.You have a lot of things in the mall, but I don't want anything, but I feel happy when I see him. "Song Yanqing lowered her eyelids and said softly: "Next time, help me arrange an identity related to him. I want to get closer to him." '

[Mr. Song, I don't understand who you are talking about. ] The system replied.

'If you really don't know anything, how can you help him lie to me. 'As the cinnabar pen wandered on his body, Song Yanqing felt his head getting heavier and heavier. He felt Hao Qingshan lift his head by pinching his chin, and gently tapped his forehead.

A chill came up, and Song Yanqing's vision gradually became blurred, as if something was depriving his body.

He struggled to call the system, and the system's voice immediately appeared in his mind.

[I am here, Mr. Song. ]

After all, it was the system that accompanied her in the two worlds, Song Yanqing's hanging heart was slightly relieved.

"It's so cold..." He said in a daze, "I need him to save me again. The last world was like this, and this world is still like this." '

[I don't understand who he is referring to. ]

Song Yanqing slowly closed her eyes and completely lost consciousness.

Liu Shiyin didn't know what happened, she only saw that Hao Qingshan drew something on Song Yanqing's body, and then Song Yanqing's body went limp.

Liu Shiyin called Song Yanqing in panic, Hao Qingshan looked back at her and said with a smile: "He is not dead yet, why are you crying, there will be opportunities to cry soon."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Liu Shiyin, took out a dagger, and scratched Song Yanqing's wrist.Blood slid down his wrist and fell to the ground, flowing along the lines on it.

"Oh, I forgot, you have yin and yang eyes." Hao Qingshan walked up to Liu Shiyin and sneered, "Why, does he look pitiful now?"

Liu Shiyin's eyes were wide open, and Song Yanqing was surrounded by Yin Qi coming from all directions.

Those yin qi mixed with traces of scarlet rushed into Song Yanqing's brows.

The red shadow attached to Song Yanqing's body seemed to be stimulated, fiercely tearing apart the ghost approaching Song Yanqing.

The obsession has long since lost consciousness, he just instinctively protects Song Yanqing.

Seeing that he was alone and alone, the person who wanted to protect was finally overwhelmed by Yin Qi.Hong Ying twitched slightly, raised his head and screamed silently, and then the Yin Qi surrounding him exploded.

The ghosts attracted by the formation were scattered instantly, and there were shrill ghost cries in the room.

Yin Qi swirled around Song Yanqing, and not a single ghost caught up to him for a while.

Hao Qingshan clicked his tongue and said: "It's interesting to protect you, if he is still alive, it won't be my junior brother's turn."

He took out a bell from his bosom, chanted the spell to exorcise ghosts, and the bell in his hand made a crisp sound.

The ghosts that originally wanted to disperse gathered back again, they got into Song Yanqing's eyebrows, snatching his body.

It seemed that something had fallen to the ground vaguely, Liu Shiyin looked down and saw that it was a torn red cloth.

Liu Shiyin recalled what happened just now, and immediately understood the reason.

Song Yanqing never mentioned the red cloth strip to Liu Shiyin, but when he looked at the red cloth strip, his eyes were full of longing.Even if he doesn't talk about love, Liu Shiyin can still

It can be seen from those eyes that the red cloth and the person behind it are his spiritual sustenance in this world.

Liu Shiyin only felt a buzzing sound in her head, she struggled hard, and shouted to Hao Qingshan angrily: "Do you know what that means! You ruined his most important thing, I tell you that you are ruined! I'll let Hongji strangle you in a while, you pervert!"

Before she finished speaking, there was a loud bang from the door.

A red shadow quickly rushed into the room and landed beside Liu Shiyin.

"Hongji!" Liu Shiyin got into Hongji's arms, and said viciously at Hao Qingshan: "You wait to die!"

Hongji hugged Liu Shiyin tightly, looked at Song Yanqing's situation, and shouted to the outside: "Little Taoist priest, if you don't come here again, you won't be able to save your good friend!"

Hao Qingshan set up a formation, he knew that He Chuanhua could find the place where Song Yanqing was by relying on his yin energy.He made a yin-gathering formation around the residential building, and after He Chuanhua searched twice, he came across Hongji who was looking for Liu Shiyin.The two teamed up to break through the formation and find this place.

It was very cloudy here, and He Chuanhua couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly.He could hear the anxiety in Hongji's voice, and called Yanqing worriedly.

Except for ghost crying, he didn't get the slightest response.

He felt Yin energy gathering in one place, and asked with one hand, "Where is Yan Qing?"

Hongji looked at Song Yanqing's black and blue eyebrows, and hissed, "This is to make him into a container."

Seeing that Hao Qingshan was about to make a move, Hongji rushed over to fight him.

"Why do you have a ghostly aura!" Hongji said coldly.

He Chuanhua didn't have time to pay attention to the struggle between the two, and a strange emotion appeared in his heart from just now.

A vague memory appeared in his mind for no reason, although he couldn't remember what it was.But the scene of Song Yanqing dying in his arms was inexplicably more in his memory, and that scene made He Chuanhua hard to breathe.

He Chuanhua's footwork became heavier and heavier.He quickly chanted the incantation, stepped a few steps to the place where the yin energy gathered, and patted Song Yanqing's eyebrows with the palm of his hand.

He dropped his palm lightly, and there was a bone-piercing chill in his palm.

"Yan Qing." He Chuanhua's hand that pinched the formula trembled uncontrollably.

He cried out anxiously, but a shrill cry answered him.

The rope tied to Song Yanqing's body snapped, and then, a pair of cold hands pinched He Chuanhua's neck.

He Chuanhua didn't seem to feel the pain on his neck. Looking at the scarlet yin in front of him, he stretched out his hand to caress his frowning brows, and said distressedly, "Persist a little longer, and it won't hurt soon."

The author has something to say: Monk Miaozhen is the protagonist of another fast-traveling book, and the two books have little connection.

"Is there any melon to eat today [Quick Travel]"

Copywriter:

Miaozhen loves to join in the fun all his life. He is a monk, because the pilgrims will always tell him some short stories about their parents.

In order to eat more melons, Miaozhen traveled all over the country.

In the end he ate himself into the arms of the Lord God.

Monk Miaozhen: "Amitabha... I am a little curious, can the benefactor explain in more detail."

Lord God: "Okay, master, let's go to bed and talk."

The people who eat melons stand aloof from the world and the monk shou × Jingfen plays Jingnaobudi and masters the attack

_(:з」∠)_I feel like an old general who is full of flags, and I still can’t make it to Saturday.