Kneeling and begging to break up

Pu Tongyan never thought that his memory would be like this when he looked like a sand sculpture and was obsessed with the painting of the source of happiness in the abandoned house.

The memory stopped abruptly at the moment when Bi Hua, who had turned into a painted skin, met Zhang Tong for the first time. After a glimpse, Pu Tongyan only had time to see Zhang Tong, who was frowning, and the figure of that child was no longer Zhang Yao. , but Zhang Xiaotong, who is now Meng Xiaotong.

The memory of Pihua ended in a blanket of white snow, and Pu Tongren stood in the snow in confusion for a while, and suddenly an unprecedented idea arose, she stumbled and ran in the snow, thinking of where Find Bihua in the white world, and then give him a koala-like hug, the kind that can hug him tightly.

In reality, Putongren and Bihua, who had been close together at some point, curled up into a ball.The Hundred Ghost Banner behind Bihua's waist fell to the ground at some point, and a gust of fresh air quietly floated out from the banner, slowly covering Pu Tongren's body.

The endless snow began to change. Pu Tongyan lightened up and crashed into a world of memories again, but according to the familiar pattern of flying a kite, it must belong to Zhang Tong again.

Zhang Tong was sitting at a stone table in a garden, his face was cold, but there was a trace of anger in his eyes. Zhang Yao stood in front of him, looking at him with a playful smile.

Zhang Yao said with a smile: "The elder is fierce again, I just accidentally misplaced your talisman—"

"Misplaced?" Zhang Tong was no longer as tolerant as before this time, "I came into my room specially and replaced all the talismans with cat blood talismans that have no effect. How dare you argue that you misplaced them?"

Zhang Tong looked disappointedly at Zhang Yao who was trying to get away with it, the little hope in his heart was extinguished like a candle in the wind with a puff.

He rubbed between his brows tiredly.Ever since Zhang Tong heard the news that Qi Bihua's painting had been folded in Mocheng, he couldn't believe it. According to divination, the cause of Qi Bihua's death was actually inextricably linked with himself.He rushed back to Mocheng, which was already a mountain of corpses, lit the spirit fire, and saw the last half-breath of Qi Pihua's death.

After being seriously injured by the drug, Qi Bihua took out a few talismans, which were given by Zhang Tong before parting. The talismans were matched with his swordsmanship to invite the gods, which should have helped him escape from Mocheng. Who would have expected that, Those Sanqing Talismans were painted with the blood of dead cats.

The smile on Zhang Yao's face gradually subsided. He stood there expressionless, silent for a moment, and said to Zhang Tong with resentment: "I want to go home."

Because of a prediction made by the former temple master, he was forced to leave home and his parents since he was a child, and he could not enjoy the warmth of the home at all. Originally, his parents would visit him from time to time, but gradually, his younger siblings came one by one. They were born, and what used to be seeing each other from time to time turned into meeting once in a while, and later, when they met, they were so unfamiliar that they couldn't speak.

He hated, hated the temple master who would cause him to be separated from his family after death, hated this Taoist temple that trapped him, hated saying that it was for his own good, but gradually abandoned his family.

This is revenge, Zhang Tong should have been unlucky, but in the end it was Qi Bihua, the innocent Chi Yu who was the victim.

The always lively smile on Zhang Yao's face became gloomy, and she looked particularly gloomy on that still immature face: "I even killed Xiao Xu Fu, hahahaha, I'm too old to say it." Someone's-"

"Zhang Yao!" Zhang Tong stopped drinking.

Zhang Yao lowered his head, repeating only one sentence: "I want to go home."

Zhang Tong closed his eyes sadly: "You...I'm afraid you won't be able to go back."

He is not the only one who knows the art of divination and fortune-telling, and he is not the only one who ignites the fire of consonance in order to find the truth. At this moment, the members of the Qi family are already waiting outside the courtyard gate, ready to ruin this. The villain of Xiantu, you are so welcome.

Zhang Tong's memory is like a calm lake, slowly rippling.After the ripples calmed down, the world in front of me turned into the bridge of Naihe that Pu Tongren had only seen before.

This is a memory that belongs to Meng Xiaotong among the Hundred Ghost Banners.

Beside the Naihe Bridge, Meng Xiaotong crossed his legs boredly, watching the dead in front of him pass by one by one, and suddenly saw a familiar face, because of resentment, he still kept the miserable appearance when he died: "This... Isn't this Zhang Yao?"

Meng Xiaotong was taken aback by Zhang Yao's terrifying appearance.

With a smile on her face, Po Meng served Meng Po soup to the ignorant ghost: "Oh, you remember it very clearly. This guy has served 60 years in hell, and now he can be released to reincarnate."

Meng Xiaotong yelled at Zhang Yao's ghost angrily: "It's what he deserves." He looked angrily at the back of Zhang Yao's ghost leaving, and suddenly grabbed Granny Meng: "You help me find out, what will he be reincarnated into in the next few lives?"

Meng Po smiled and said, "Ghosts like this naturally come from the realm of hell first, then the realm of hungry ghosts, and then the realm of animals..."

Meng Xiaotong groaned for a while, then suddenly slapped his head: "Then after a thousand years, which one will it be his turn?"

Po Meng pinched his angry face: "Go and ask the Bodhisattva yourself."

Meng Xiaotong whispered: "Then I dare not..."

He is not only afraid of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but also the mount of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, listen carefully.Every time he sees Di Ting, he can't help but want to go up and stroke his fur. Every time he thinks about going up to stroke his hair, Di Ting will turn around and stare at him, making him stiff and sweaty.

Listening Truth: Why don't you come and give me a smooth hair?Come here, come here, don't be afraid...

Granny Meng laughed at him: "You know how to act like a baby with me." She called the ghost messenger to satisfy Meng Xiaotong's curiosity for her. After dismissing the ghost messenger, she asked Meng Xiaotong, "Why are you asking this?"

Meng Xiaotong counted with his fingers: "I want to see if this guy is also in my divination. I always feel that it has something to do with it..."

The ghost messenger acted quickly and came back in a short time: "There is only the record of this person's seventh reincarnation."

Meng Xiaotong blinked: "There will be no more after the seventh life? Then he... has become a plant?" Plants do not belong to the six realms of reincarnation.

The ghost messenger replied: "Bodhisattva knows your heart, let me tell you directly, this person has the virtue of living well for seven lives, and he will compensate for his sins in every life. An evil karma, you should call yourself an anther."

In the dark, there is a destiny.

Pu Tongyan woke up from Meng Xiaotong's memory, the moon was still high in the sky, Bihua was awakened by her movement, after sitting up in a daze, he lowered his head and looked at the phone for a while, and he started to feel refreshed Now, he excitedly pulled Xiapu Tongren: "Come to play and eat chicken! I'm going to sneak away now!"

Pu Tongyan just woke up from those heavy memories, looking at Bihua's current expression that is full of sand sculptures and joy, he actually feels a little uncomfortable, and even wants to cry, his heart is sinking and uncomfortable.

She wanted to tell Bi Hua what she dreamed—or everything she saw, but when she saw that Bi Hua had excitedly opened the chicken eating interface, urging her to start the game quickly, these words came back to her in the mouth.

Bi Hua has been urging for a long time, but still hasn't seen any movement from Pu Tongren, so he looked impatiently at Pu Tongren who was motionless: "Hurry up, hurry up, what are you doing in a daze..."

Pu Tongren's eyes were extremely bright under the starlight, with a seemingly gentle light, the bright moonlight reflected her eyes into a light honey color, she stared deeply at the painting, her long hair fell on her shoulders, quietly watching him It looks like a fairy under the moonlight.

The background sound of the chicken-eating game was still ringing enthusiastically, but Bihua felt that there was peace in his ears. His noisy prompting stopped abruptly, and the two statues looked at each other for a long time, and then they looked at each other like a statue. As if being bewitched, he forgot the game in his hands, and slowly approached Pu Tongren, the red glow on his face became more and more intense, rendering a charming style.

"The sky is lingling, the earth is lingling, people, gods, gods, ghosts, please stop..."

The phone ringing suddenly cut through the ambiguity in the room.

Bi Hua: "...Damn!"

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In the middle of the night, the call came at the wrong time, which greatly affected the budding of the relationship.But Pu Tongyan had to answer it, because it was from her boss, and she didn't even dare to complain, after all, they just saved Gan Mu in front of the boss, and they didn't dare to go against the boss's hair again.

Zhang Qingya's voice was a bit sleepless and tired, with a hint of irritability: "Tongren?"

Pu Tongyan nodded and bowed: "Hey, boss, good evening, boss, do you have any orders?"

As long as you don't kill her to make soup, you can cook Ganmu out...

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Zhang Qingya: "My goldfish is gone."

Pu Tongyan: "...I'm sorry, I seem to have misheard, what did you say, is your treasury missing?"

Zhang Qingya repeated patiently: "No, it's a goldfish. You and Bihua should have seen each other before, and it's the one in my room."

It's just that it's not an ordinary goldfish, but a goldfish with background and background.

Pu Tongyan racked her brains to recall, and finally remembered that magical goldfish in her mind that was a little confused by all kinds of foreign memories. Its small mouth could swallow big dreams, and a fish swallowed it. The one that dropped several golden pills.

Zhang Qingya said succinctly: "Your Majesty is already in the temple now, you bring the painting and rush over as soon as possible, and we will talk about the details when you arrive."

With the help of Zu Yu, Qingxuan Temple has been completed again. There is also an exquisite algae well carved and chiseled by Zu Yu himself, coupled with Zhang Qingya's meticulous formations, which are strong and fireproof. Even if there are ten more powerful ghosts, they will not be able to knock Qingxuan Temple down.

Putong took a deep breath and felt dizzy: Dashi—which dashi—is the one she thought of?

Boss Zhang had already hung up the phone cruelly, and didn't give the little assistant any time to doubt.

Pu Tongyan jumped up from the carpet: "Hurry up—" She walked around the house in a panic, trying to bring something as a gift for the meeting. Pay attention to this kind of thing, and to be honest, what she can see now is not the fast charging interface, but the fat house snack bag, fat house happy water, and various magazines drawn by him. The things that can be sold can be taken to meet the master.

Bi Hua was turned dizzy by her: "What are you looking for?"

Pu Tongyan was in a hurry: "Didn't you hear the call just now, sir, that was—" Pu Tongyan glanced towards the south in awe. During this period of time, many mythical figures have collapsed in front of her image, but the image of the great master has always been tall, and with the great ghost and the matter of traveling to the sea, the Buddha's light has become more and more universal.

Bi Hua pondered: "The masters have already entered Qingxuan Temple, I don't think they will be very picky about this..." He reached out and handed Pu Tongren's cell phone that was left on the sofa because of too much panic, "Take it well." The phone will do."

Bi Hua said firmly: "It's always right to donate more sesame oil money."

Pu Tongyan: "..."

Pu Tongyan: "...Does Dashi still support WeChat Alipay transfer service?"