You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

In August, the scorching sun burned a pool of clear water.

On the small road by the river, there was a boy who looked like a young master and a Buddhist monk walking slowly on the road, and there was a beautiful and majestic wolf in front of them, leading the way.

Going closer, I saw them holding hands and talking in low voices.

Qu Conggu became more and more squeamish because of being used to it, he took two steps and refused to go any further, he chirped and planted on Zhu Jueyun's body.

"No, no, no," he moaned, "I didn't eat the last two bites at noon, and I didn't get angry when you made me look."

He wanted to cite a few more great examples of himself, but he couldn't find them after trying to find two.

Zhu Jueyun straightened him upright, and said, "Why did I make you look bad?"

Qu Conggu seemed boneless, he was not afraid of him at all anyway, so he leaned on him and pretended to be stupid: "I don't know."

"Forget it if you don't know," Zhu Jueyun said casually, "Stand up straight and walk."

Qu Conggu didn't listen to him at all, just ignored him, jumped up, put his arms around his neck from behind, put his legs directly around his waist, hung on him in vain, let him carry his back look at yourself.

Zhu Jueyun accepted it subconsciously, and then sighed helplessly.

Qu Conggu announced: "This will be my throne from now on."

With Zhu Jueyun on his back, he walked slowly like taking a walk.

I could feel that Qu Conggu was lying on his back, the flesh on his face rubbed against the spine of his back, it was very soft.

"Zhu Jueyun," he said softly, "we will go after you finish these things."

"Where do you want to go?" Zhu Jueyun also spoke softly.

Qu Conggu paused for a moment and said, "Are we going back to the ghost town?"

"I don't want to stay outside at all. Can I find a place to live?"

Zhu Jueyun thought about it in a deep voice: "You can go back to the ghost city and stay. If you stay enough, we will find a place to settle down. Do you want to go to Jiangnan?"

Qu Conggu said 'yes', and then said: "I still have to take a look, I'm afraid I won't be used to living in the south."

Zhu Jueyun smiled and said, "Being more and more delicate."

"Yes, yes," Qu Conggu now doesn't care about this at all, and admits it directly, "Is it possible to be coquettish? My brother treats me well, loves me and makes me suffer, don't you envy me?"

He repeated his old ways again, stretched out his hands to pinch Zhu Jueyun's ears, and shook his head: "Are you envious or not?"

"Qu Conggu," Zhu Jueyun patted his butt and reprimanded him, "Be honest."

But now he is a paper tiger in Qu Conggu's heart, without deterrent power.

After leaving the ghost town in July, the two of them had already returned from the capital city. After staying for less than half a month, they went round and round and finally went to Fulong Mountain.

Qu Cong has been languishing for a long time, even now he is not very energetic, even if he is joking around with him, it seems that he has something on his mind, with a calm atmosphere.

Zhu Jueyun felt sorry for him and took him slowly, just to watch the scenery with him and not to mention anything else.

In the end, it was Qu Conggu who came back to make him happy.

It was not until mid-August that I arrived at the foot of Fulong Mountain.

When Qian Zhu met him for the first time, he was stunned for a while, as if he had forgotten about this person, and then said: "Are you getting fat?"

Qu Conggu: ...

"No! Yes!" Qu Conggu gritted his teeth and said, "No."

Then Qian Zhu pulled him to the front and glanced left and right: "Why did you go up the mountain at this time? Where is Senior Brother Tiaodu?"

The former boy has grown up now, and the maturity between his eyebrows and eyes is obvious. He is no longer like the little dark, thin, sharp little monk more than 60 years ago.

Qu Conggu said: "Zhu Jueyun has gone to the Buddha Hall on the top of the mountain."

Qian Zhu gasped, and repeated: "He went to the Buddha Hall."

"That's right." Qu Conggu said.

Such a comparison, he seems to be still the same as when he left, the two of them are far worse, no one will believe that these two people were once friends.

"I brought you something," Qu Conggu rummaged through his sleeve for a moment, and took out two delicate boxes, "Here you are."

Qian Zhu took it inexplicably: "What is this?"

Qu Conggu said: "What I promised to give you, the bergamot cake is gone, because I didn't go to Chengjiang, and I didn't eat it either."

It looks quite regrettable.

But Qian Zhu has already forgotten about this matter, and doesn't remember it at all.

When he opened the box, he saw that there were two pills of good quality. He had already entered the final stage of foundation building, and he could no longer use them.

Qian Zhu closed the box casually, and said, "Why are you back at this time?"

Qu Conggu probably knew the current situation. If Liuhuo died, Buddhist practice should be in chaos, but he didn't know the specifics, so he asked, "Did something happen to Fulong Mountain?"

"It's more than just an accident," Qian Zhu said, "the abbot, the head of the sect, hasn't seen anyone for three months."

Qu Conggu thought of the fat old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his big belly: "What's wrong with him?"

"You know, Master Liuhuo has passed away, and now all the Buddhist cultivators are in a mess," he looked around cautiously, implying him, "You understand what I mean?"

Qu Conggu: ...

He thought Qian Zhu was a bit strange, but he did understand what Qian Zhu meant.

It's just a matter of seizing power and profit, and paying up and down.

Qian Zhu said: "The head abbot is already old. He is too old. He can neither fight nor not fight. He can't win, but he can't lose. It's really hard to ride a tiger."

Then he asked again: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Qu Conggu: "...Understood, don't look at me like this, I understand."

"You have been away for so long, but you come back at this time, do you want a share of the pie?" Qian Zhu asked.

Qu Conggu couldn't answer, so he said na na: "You seem to have turned white, how did you do it?"

Qian Zhu: ...

High above the Buddhist temple, smoke is lingering.

The yellow gauze hangs down from the hanging beam, blocking the figure of the head abbot, only a black shadow can be seen.

The Buddhist door opened with a 'squeak', and a person walked in.

The visitor was tall and tall, dressed in a white robe, without any decorations, but a cassock over his shoulders, which looked casual and irregular.

He came step by step, and the sound of footsteps sounded from the hall, very deep and steady.

Finally, he stopped in front of the futon under his seat, performed the Buddhist salute with one hand, and calmly called out: "Abbot, the master."

The head abbot was silent for a long time.

He didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't even move.

Zhu Jueyun didn't wait for him, and said directly: "The disciple traveled back to the mountain."

"How long has it been?" the head abbot suddenly asked, as if sighing, his voice was old.

Zhu Jueyun said: "It has been 60 years."

The head abbot looked at him through the yellow gauze: "Just 60 years."

"Sixty years," he repeated.

He couldn't remember how many years he had cultivated from the double golden body before he stepped into the triple golden body. He waited so old that he forgot the time, but Zhu Jueyun only took 60 years.

It only took 60 years.

"It's good to come back," said the head abbot. "Since you have entered the triple golden body, you can move into the Fangyuan Pavilion. The disciples of Fulong Mountain will still count on you in the future."

There are three people in Fangyuan Pavilion.

The head abbot, Fadu, Huiji.

All three are elders, and their ages are counted from hundreds of years ago.

Fadu travels down the mountain in pursuit of Dzogchen, only Huiji and the head abbot are still on Fulong Mountain.

Incense was lit on the Buddhist hall, and white smoke hovered and rose, filling the whole room with a thick aroma.

Both of them knew why Zhu Jueyun came, but neither of them said anything.

Zhu Jueyun was not in a hurry, he knew that this person would make a choice sooner or later.

Sooner or later he will understand.

Qu Conggu returned to his small courtyard.

It seems that someone has been tidying up here, so as not to be covered with dust, and the furnishings have not changed at all. He suddenly remembered that when he was leaving, he was sitting in front of this window to pack his luggage. Looking at the window, they kissed for the first time.

He came up with a sword, and now it is convenient for him to go up and down the mountain, and he can fly by himself, but he is very eye-catching, he has black hair, and he is still a sword repairman, people look sideways along the way, obviously not so popular.

Qu Conggu took out the magic pestle from his pocket and threw it in the air: "Come out."

Cao Gu instantly turned into a wolf shape and landed lightly on the ground.

This wolf was so famous in Fulong Mountain that Qu Conggu didn't dare to show it outside with him, so he had to hide it and only let it out when he got inside.

After returning to the old place, Cao Gu was also a little fresh, went around the house, returned to his old place, and curled up on the bed.

Qu Conggu said, "Make room for me."

Then I lay on it comfortably, hugged it with my armpit, put the soft belly on my face, shook my head and made trouble with it.

Kusaku kicked his face in the face and ran away.

Qu Conggu: ...

Good Lai Qu Cong Gu is now different from the past, he is also a person with skills. As soon as he turned over, he dragged it back by its hind paws, and rode on it with hands and feet: "Okay, I want to run!"

Although Cao Gu looks bluffing, he is actually a 'soft in the nest'. There are five people and six people outside. In society, I am a grass brother who doesn't talk too much. He is a coward at home. Qu Conggu caught him and even Don't even dare to bite.

At this time, Zhu Jueyun came back.

Cao Gu was overjoyed immediately, and ran away from Qu Conggu's hand.

Xiao Shizi heard the movement, glanced at the door, smiled, and didn't care about Cao Gu kicking himself in the face.

As soon as Zhu Jueyun entered the room, he was surprised to see the two of them fighting. He casually took off the cassock, threw it aside, and walked to the bed.

Qu Conggu raised his face consciously, Zhu Jueyun held his chin and kissed him, and hugged him into his arms: "What did you do today?"

"Chat with Qianzhu," Qu Conggu said, "You're wearing cassock today!"

Zhu Jueyun gave an 'hmm', and didn't seem to care much.

Qu Cong smiled and said, "So handsome."

"Going to see the abbot, it will save face." Zhu Jueyun said.

Qu Conggu stood up from the bed, a head taller than him, then lowered his head and closed his eyes, and kissed him seriously.

Zhu Jueyun suddenly grabbed his legs, wrapped his arms around his waist, and directly hugged him in his arms and laid him down on the bed.

Qu Conggu gave a small 'ah', then laughed again, and stretched his arms around his neck full of joy.

Xiao Shizi lay like this under the soft bedding and pillows, lying under his body.

Zhu Jueyun's heart fluttered twice, and he stretched out his hand suddenly. Cao Gu, who was lying on the side, suddenly turned back into the subduing magic pestle and landed in his palm, and he casually threw it aside.

Then he untied Qu Conggu's coat.

Qu Conggu still smiled, and then he lowered his head to help him untie it, his eyelashes slapping his eyes like a small fan.

Zhu Jueyun couldn't wait, he had already stretched his hand in, and said something in a low voice, which made Qu Conggu laugh out loud, which didn't stop for a long time.

At night, the shadows in the curtain of the bed are chaotic.

Xiao Shizi obviously couldn't laugh later, he cried and yelled for Xiao Midnight, but he didn't get any sympathy for him.