I didn't become a human today

When Ji Ran heard it, the dog legs pressed heavily on him again, and his eyes widened, "You are lying! You said that you just taught him how to raise blood corpses, so why do you smell like blood corpses? "

The smell of the potion before was too strong, almost covering up the smell of blood corpses on his body, but now that he got close, he could smell it.

The bald head was full of grievances, "Anyway, you don't believe me no matter what I say, I will take you to a place, and you will know after reading it."

Liang Xingye was right behind him with his arms folded. The bald head felt the aura around him, and knew that he would definitely not be able to beat him, so he could only walk ahead obediently.

Take two steps and don't forget to introduce yourself to Gouzi.

"My name is Buddha Tooth, don't keep calling me bald, it's so ugly, Amitabha."

At this moment, Gouzi believed that the bald head was not a bad person, so he opened up his heart and chatted with him a little bit, "Do you believe in Buddhism?"

The bald man fiddled with the prayer beads on his wrist while walking, "Exactly."

"But why do I feel that you look like a fake monk?"

When the bald head heard this, he was unhappy on the spot, bent down, and pointed to the ring scar on the top of his head, "I was ordained with the seven congregations at the famous Tianxi Temple, burned incense on the top, and made a lifelong oath. From then on, no new karma will be created, and I will be reborn in bliss, and the flowers will bloom to see the Buddha..."

Ji Ran bared his teeth, "Speak human!"

"I am a real monk." The bald head swore.

"Is it popular among you Buddhists to cultivate immortals?"

"That's not true. I practiced immortality just to answer some questions in my heart. The scriptures say that the Buddha can transform into various images, so I asked the master, what does the real Buddha look like? How did he determine that it was enshrined in the temple?" The Buddha statue is the real image of the Buddha, isn't he just an illusion? My master said that if there is a Buddha in the heart, the real image of the Buddha will naturally appear in front of my eyes. I really can't understand anything from his illusory words, so I just I want to cultivate immortality, for no reason, I just want to go to heaven to see if the Buddha really exists, and if so, what does he look like, is he a horse face, a round face, or a Chinese character face?"

After hearing the bald head's words, Ji Ran came to the conclusion: Only those who are full eat will be entangled with these, sick!Just like his name.

What's wrong with you, but you want to call it Buddha's tooth. The Buddha was born with the appearance of saving all sentient beings. His eyes, ears, mouth and nose have been praised by believers over and over again. What's wrong with you, but his teeth?Maverick do not take the usual way?

Liang Xingye walked aside, just listening silently along the way, never expressing his opinions easily.

He looked at the dog, and the almost blurred face appeared in his mind.

He was still the same as before, talking endlessly, no matter who the other party was.

But he is very forgetful, and he doesn't care about everything, as if there is nothing in the world that can catch his eyes, and no one can keep his heart, he is always chic and free, wanton and happy, and lets people do whatever he wants sad.

The tooth of the Buddha brought them to their place of residence. It is hard to imagine that the residence of a Buddhist disciple is so luxurious that it is outrageous.

"The best house in Musong Town. I bought it with an ingot of gold. It's a good place to stay. As soon as I start tomorrow, I will have the yard rested and recuperated." Buddha Ya circled his hand proudly and compared it to the air. "I'm going to build a rockery here, and dig a pond under it. It's a world of ice and snow. Ordinary fish can't keep it alive. It must be an extremely rare exquisite fish fished out of extremely cold glaciers. That fish is so beautiful. The colder the day, the more beautiful the color of the fish scales is, that pure indigo blue..."

Such a small foothold has been repaired with such a lot of trouble. As the old saying goes, wealth should not be exposed. Ji Ran always feels that this bald head will be tied up by bandits sooner or later.

"There is also this place, how about building a small pavilion?"

Before Ji Ran cultivated immortality, he was also a son of an extremely luxurious rich family. When it comes to these things, he is naturally an expert. Now he and the bald head have become good brothers. The land is larger, so it is built according to the style of Lingnan. In winter, it is also a good view just to see the snow on the pavilion. Oh, by the way, a set of tea drinking utensils in the pavilion is essential.”

Foya responded excitedly, "I understand, I understand, what do you think of the Longquan Feifeng Goblet?"

Ji Ran shook the dog's head, secretly sighing that being rich with a bald head is rich, but the taste is really not that good.

"The color of the Longquan Feifeng goblet is too plain, and it is only suitable for banquet occasions. It doesn't match the winter snow scene. It must be the Tianmu glaze bamboo hat cup produced by Jian Kiln. It is also indigo blue, which matches the exquisite fish in the pond."

Foya's eyes on the dog suddenly became respectful, a dog can have such taste, he really sighed.

"As for the smoker, you need to think about it carefully. It's not good if it's too complicated."

At this moment, Mr. Liang, who had been listening silently by the side, suddenly said, "A brass lotus agarwood seat will do, use incense sticks."

Both Foya and Ji Ran's eyes lit up, yo, I can't tell, they are also tasteful connoisseurs!

But Liang Xingye still had an expression of extreme indifference. After expressing his opinion, he did not forget to add a sentence, "You asked us to come just to see these?"

Foya slapped his forehead, then remembered the business, and led them into the main house.

The furnishings in the house seemed to be of great value. There were more than a dozen celadon urns regularly placed in the center of the house. As soon as he entered the house, Ji Ran could feel the smell of blood corpses everywhere in the house.

Buddha Tooth brought them to the celadon urn, and put his hands together, "Amitabha, to tell you the truth, each person who cultivates immortals has his own abilities, but you have also seen that I can't carry them on my shoulders or lift them with my hands. My strength is weak, so I can only It's a risky move."

He opened the lid on the celadon urn, and there was a blood corpse curled up inside. After being in the dark for a long time, he suddenly found a light above his head, and looked up meekly, even the eyes were kind.

"I practice a technique of controlling corpses. To put it simply, other cultivators fight monsters by themselves, but I belong to the type that finds a place to hide by myself and manipulates these blood corpses as thugs. I am useless. I’m a bit useless, but everyone has his own ambitions, this is my survival rule.”

As Foya said, he closed the lid again, "These blood corpses are receiving my blood day and night, and they only obey my orders. You don't have to worry about them hurting people."

Liang Xingye turned his hands behind his back and walked around the room, "Then how do you explain the murderous blood corpse we encountered on the snow mountain?"

Buddha Ya lowered his head, circling his fingers, and obvious ring scars could be seen on his head, "A few days ago, I was negligent, and one ran away...it should be the one you mentioned...but I promise, such a thing It won't happen a second time!"

Liang Xingye half leaned on one of the celadon urns, and at some point, he held the blunt sword in his arms, and asked the last sentence seemingly casually, "Where did your blood corpse come from?"