I live longer than the incomparable

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni actually did not agree with Tong Mo's words, no matter how many unnecessary things you have, they can't fill any vacancy in your heart.

This is the most profound truth she has understood in the past time.

When the only person in the world who could understand her and see all her thoughts died, she never met anyone who could compare with him.

But at this moment, there is no need for them to argue about the outcome. She knows what Tong Mo's words mean, and also knows what he is thinking, which is not worth mentioning to her.

Tong Mo probably likes Bhikkhuni Babai.

And the eight hundred bhikkhuni himself is very clear, from the way he looks at her, it can be seen.

It's just that this "like" is different from what ordinary people understand.

People who are naturally different will always subconsciously look for similar aliens.Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni found it before, and a long time ago, Tong Mo also felt that he had found it.

He found eight hundred bhikkhunis.

The immortal maiden stared at him, clearly saying nothing, but Tong Mo felt that she was far more sad than those believers who cried out their pain in front of him and begged him to let them go to the Paradise of Paradise.

Her sorrow lies not in what she has experienced or endured, but in her own being.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis themselves are a collection of sorrows.

She can't appreciate the joy of being alive, can't get the joy of life, and can't feel the feelings of others.Even in the past, there were always people who loved her.

"It's so pitiful..."

Tong Mo often thinks this way.

This idea lingered in his heart for a long time, and then it swelled enough to make him ask the other party why.

"Is Lord Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni very lonely?"

"Why do you feel that way?"

Babai Bhikkhuni was silent for a while, and then asked him: "What did Tong Mo hear?"

He heard her heart speak.

The voice told him——It's so lonely...

He wants to liberate the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni, and hopes that she will no longer be alone. This is his obligation as a "son of God" and his wish as a "child mill".

So even now, Tong Mo's mood is still the same as it was many years ago, without any sign of deterioration.

"Eternal life is not lonely at all. Babai doesn't have to be afraid of becoming a person no matter what time it is~ because I will always be alive, and when Babai needs me, no matter what time it is, he can see me."

Tong Mo had said this many times, and Bhikkhuni Babai had heard it many times, but every time he saw her, he could always repeat similar words tirelessly.

Of course, there is no lag in action.

He really "loves" Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni with his own understanding.

Staring at his smiling face for a long time, the eight hundred bhikkuni who had been silent for a long time suddenly said softly: "That's great."

No matter what she said "really nice", it was enough to make Tong Mo happy for a long time.

——*——

The last meeting between Hei Si Mou and Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis was a hundred years ago.

The two who haven't seen each other for a hundred years, when they meet again, neither of them seems to have changed.

For their immortal existence, the changes of time do not seem to have much significance.

One of the upper strings, wearing a black and purple checked feather weaving, came to Tong Mo's temple, and sat opposite her in a solemn and dignified posture that was completely different from Tong Mo's.

Since "ghosts" don't need human food, they naturally don't need to entertain them with tea and cakes, not to mention that with Tong Mo's casual attitude, he can't think of any way to entertain them.

If he was really asked to do something to welcome one of the top players who was above him, what Hei Si Mou would get would probably only be the scene of Tong Mo cheerfully waving and inviting him to have supper together.

But such hospitality is too embarrassing.

What's more, the eight hundred bhikkhunis, whose eating habits are different from theirs, are still in the temple.

As one of the top strings, Hei Si Mou, although he does not have the brilliant colorful eyes like Tong Mo, but he also has a very strange appearance - there are flame-like red spots on the side of his neck and forehead, And that face has six eyes.

Such a strange posture has achieved a subtle harmony on his body, and there is a strange twisted beauty.

Especially his gentle demeanor, which is completely opposite to his ferocious appearance, makes people feel that such a temperament is really contradictory.

As if he was in some solemn occasion, Hei Si Mou said solemnly, "Your Excellency Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni... are you alright?"

After all, he is also from aristocratic background, and he always subconsciously chews on words when he speaks.Speaking of which, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis actually have this habit, but occasionally they are assimilated by Tong Mo.

"Everything is fine."

Eight Hundred Bhikkuni responded calmly, guessing that Hei Si Mou would not come just to say hello.

"I heard...you and Onimai Tsuji-sama...were married..."

Eight hundred bhikuni suddenly had a bad feeling, even though she didn't see any prophesied sight.

His voice was slightly hesitant, but he continued intermittently: "Also, I have a child."

Although I don't know where his news came from, it sounds a little weird.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be a problem to say that, so the eight hundred bhikkuni nodded.

Hei Si Mou, who has been confirmed, has three times as many complexities in his six eyes.

"……Congratulations."

As he said these words, he took out the things he had prepared from his pocket.

Seeing the other party put things on the low table, Babaichuni asked.

"What is it?"

"Congratulations."

Hei Si Mou explained quite seriously: "I... knew too late, so... I couldn't prepare in advance. It would be too impolite if I didn't say anything about this kind of thing, so I can only make it up now. "

In fact, the ghosts of Shangxian generally have little contact with each other. This is not only because Oniwu Tsuji Wuyou does not allow the ghosts he created to gather together, but also because the ghosts of Shangxian have different personalities and it is difficult to get together. .

But when I think about it carefully, Bhikkuni Yabai has a good relationship with all Shangxian. It can even be said that in the minds of those Shangxian, her popularity is probably far better than that of Onimai Tsuji.

As a leader to this extent, I am afraid that there is only the scum of the world like Oni Wu Tsuji.

Regarding the fact that Guiwu Tsuji Wumi and Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni became husband and wife, Hei Si Mou actually had no doubts.

Just because he knew Mumi Onimui Tsuji's temperament, he was not surprised by Wumi's actions at all. The gift was not for Mumi Onimui Tsuji. He would send the gift for the sake of the eight hundred bhikkhunis.

They came all the way just to make up for the congratulations, and the eight hundred bhikkhunis didn't know what to say.In fact, she doesn't think she is really Gui Wu Tsuji's "wife", and she doesn't refute Hei Si Mou just to make Gui Wu Tsuji look better.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni would sometimes think of taking care of Onimai Tsuji's mood.

After all, with Guiwu Tsuji's character, even if everything is false, he will definitely think that only he is qualified to tell the truth to other ghosts.

Looking at the face of Hei Si Mou, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni suddenly felt the wonder of the world.

Thinking about it carefully, she might not have thought of Hei Shimou for a long time, but today her concubine Yoshiki Yashiki mentioned this "ancestor" who was completely unknown to Ichiro during the day, and at night she learned that the other party came to congratulate him in person.

What's even more amazing is that when she returned to the annex with Inosuke on the second day, Oniwu Tsuji returned to the annex without knowing when.

He was wearing a vest with a black background and a gold pattern, with an elegant and dignified posture, sitting on an indoor sofa out of sunlight, holding a book in his hand.

Seeing them come back, Onimai Tsuji closed the book in his hand, and his handsome facial features drew a "smile" that didn't make people feel half a smile.

"Are you finally willing to come back, Eight Hundred Bhikkuni?"

The author has something to say: Hei Si Mou: Here you go, the extra money

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Shen Nie 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Luoyan Chenye, 1 bottle of Xiaoxiannan;

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Shen Nie 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Luoyan Chenye, 1 bottle of Xiaoxiannan;

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