My magic weapon can't be so timid

The gorgeous night of Beicheng flew by outside the car window, Tang Buku stared at the passing scenery, a hospital flashed in his vision, Tang Buku was startled, and looked back at a certain hospital that was getting farther and farther away .

"What's wrong?" Gu Xingzhen saw Tang Buku staring at the hospital away.

Tang Buku mused, "I always feel like I missed something when I went to the hospital today."

Gu Xingzhen thinks that Tang Buku should be given a model worker certificate after work is over and he can still have associations when he passes by similar places.

"Don't think about it." Gu Xingzhen patted Tang Buku's shoulder lightly. After showing that hand in the hospital today, Tang Buku hadn't fully recovered. He handed Tang Buku a small neck pillow: "I need another one at my house. Hours, you rest for a while."

Tang Buku took it, and the faint scent of medicine lingered on the tip of his nose: "Is there Chinese medicine in this little pillow?"

"It's for calming the nerves." Gu Xingzhen saw that Tang Buku was obediently resting his head on the neck pillow, and then looked at him sideways, his bright eyes were even more captivating under the radiant light.

Gu Xingzhen coughed a few times, but Tang Buku didn't seem to understand the signal, so he kept his eyes open and looked at him without blinking.

"..." I told you to close your eyes and rest your mind, didn't you stare at me in a daze with your eyes wide open!

Gu Xingzhen felt that he needed to say something to divert Tang Buku's attention, so he chatted casually, "Are there many practitioners like you in this world?"

"Many, you will meet all kinds of monks in the future, but most of the monks are keen on retreating and practicing, and they belong to the type of don't disturb my ascension. Brother, you must remember not to follow their old ways."

Seeing Tang Buku's serious expression, Gu Xingzhen couldn't help but sit up straight and asked seriously, "Which type?"

"Cultivators who are keen on fighting in the world of mortals and who like to slay demons and demons generally don't end well in this category."

"How to say?" Gu Xingzhen was taken aback. It shouldn't be. Shouldn't he be enshrined by everyone or become an immortal early to do justice for the sky and eliminate harm for the people?

"More than 800 years ago, a Buddhist cultivator suppressed a snake demon. It was later written into a novel by mortals. The TV series made a song saying that he doesn’t understand love, and then dragged it out and scolded him many times.”

Gu Xingzhen's eyelids twitched, he felt that this story seemed familiar.

"This matter has always been the heart disease of that Buddha cultivator, so that he has not been able to attain the Tao for thousands of years. I heard that there was a square dancing aunt who just played the song Fahai Don't Know Love. This Buddha cultivator was very angry at home. He almost went mad, but fortunately there was a monk in his family who was a guest at that time, and he stopped it in time, so that his whole body of practice was not ruined."

"..." In fact, Gu Xingzhen felt that with the volume of the square dance, most people would be enchanted by it.

"Although I suffered a lot, fortunately, this Buddhist cultivator realized Taoism a few years ago, and his realm has been improved. Now he is a master of Buddhist cultivation, and he has suffered a lot. He even wrote an autobiographical novel before enlightenment. It is still a bestseller.”

Gu Xingzhen had already guessed who this Buddha cultivator was, but he was still curious about what novels Fa Hai could write, so he asked, "What novel?"

"The baby is suffering."

"..." Master, your painting style has become a little faster.

"There are countless examples like Fa Hai, and countless lessons from the past are warning monks to keep their minds off their own business and focus on their own cultivation."

"But having said that, we still advocate getting in touch with mortals more and paying attention to the development of mortals' technology, so as not to be bombarded one day and not knowing what's going on."

"But once you pay attention and get connected, there will be karma, and these karma will have an impact on your path of cultivation." Tang Buzhi said: "When you enter school in the future, you will naturally understand that these basic courses are very difficult. boring."

As Tang Buku spoke, he couldn't help yawning, as if he was in class right now: "Ordinary people nowadays are really powerful. They can talk to people thousands of miles away without using sound transmission skills, and they can fly without training. , the power of an atom/atom/bomb is enough to compare with the self-explosion of a dozen distracted monks. What is even more terrifying is that the atom/atom/bomb will cause many sequelae. If you don’t pay much attention to it, who knows what will happen after thousands of years So, all in all, mortals are terrible."

Obviously you guys are more scary, okay? You can fly in the hypoxic high altitude while riding a sword, and you can easily lift the car by raising your hand, but when the words came to his lips, he heard Tang Buku's last words, Gu Xingzhen carefully Thinking about it, what Tang Buku said actually made a lot of sense.

The two were chatting, perhaps because the atmosphere was so detailed and comfortable, or because Gu Xingzhen's tone of voice was just right, the sense of comfort, like sitting next to a warm stove in winter, made Tang Buku drowsy. With Tang Buku's cultivation level, he is fine without rest for three days and three nights, but today he is sleepy.

Tang Buku lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes cast a thin shadow, revealing a touch of fatigue. With the shaking of the car, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he slowly fell asleep.

His sleeping appearance could easily remind people of sleeping cats and puppies and other animals. Gu Xingzhen chuckled and wanted to rub Tang Buku's head, but he was afraid of waking him up, so he chose to watch quietly in the end.

The scenery outside the car window gradually became familiar. Looking at Tang Buku's peaceful sleeping face, Gu Xingzhen couldn't bear to wake him up. He thought for a while, and then reminded his assistant: "Park the car in a nearby community park." Since Tang Buku If he is no longer sleepy, let him continue to sleep first. Anyway, there is no rush to find out about his strange physique right now.

The assistant was startled suddenly, and secretly slandered, so Mr. Gu likes to play wild games? !He seemed to know a great secret, and after parking the car secretly, the assistant left.

In order to make room for Tang Buku, Gu Xingzhen sat in the front seat and looked at the sky to count the stars. The night in Beicheng is always brightly lit, and the stars are almost invisible. His eyes are more beautiful than any stars, but now the most beautiful star in his heart is resting, Gu Xingzhen thought, raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror, and stared at Tang Buku.

The cell phone rang suddenly in the quiet space, and Gu Xingzhen saw Tang Buku lazily touching the phone with his eyes closed, his confused state made him laugh.

After dozens of seconds, Tang Buku finally touched the phone: "Hello? Yes, it's me. What did you say?!"

Tang Buku jumped up in an instant, and his forehead hit the roof of the car straight. He gasped in pain, and Gu Xingzhen also gasped.

"I'll be there right away, please stop over there first."

Tang Buku closed the phone, with a sad face on his face: "Something happened to my school, I have to rush to Haicheng, and I will come back to you after I finish it."

"Okay." Seeing Tang Buku's impatient look, Gu Xingzhen put his hands on the steering wheel as he asked, "Do you need me to help you with the latest flight to Haicheng?"

"No, I'll just fly over by myself."

Hearing this, Gu Xingzhen felt that his thinking still needed to be reformed.

After getting out of the car, Tang Buku waved at Gu Xingzhen, motioning him to go away: "You are by my side, my magic weapon can't always hide." Although I really don't want to admit it, but now my magic weapon is so timid !Very angry.

"..." Gu Xingzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was the first time he tried this feeling of being rejected.