I didn't become a human today

The market on the edge of the desert was crowded with people.

The merchants lead the camels, stop and go, and stop at the stalls to bargain from time to time. It didn't take long for them to quarrel because the price could not be negotiated.

On the second floor of the restaurant near the end of the long street, Fo Ya poured three big spoonfuls of spicy oil into the beef noodles, and stirred the noodle soup with chopsticks while watching the excitement.

The red chili oil floated on the surface of the bowl, and with the green onion and beef, I picked up a large chopstick and sucked it straight, and finished it in a few mouthfuls.

Buddha Ya picked up the bowl and drank the soup. The empty bowls were stacked aside, already as high as a hill.After eating six bowls of pasta, Buddha Ya burped casually, then patted his bulging belly, stood up, and grandly put an ingot of silver on the table, "No need to look for it!"

The sunlight outside was a bit harsh, so after leaving the restaurant, he put the bamboo hat on his head and walked slowly towards Tianxi Temple.

During this period of time, he wandered around again, stopping and walking along the way, eating and drinking, his appetite grew, but he made himself fatter.

After walking a few steps, he stopped as if thinking of something, rolled up his sleeves facing the light, and glanced at his arm, the wounds on it were almost healed, leaving only ugly scars, Buddha Fang frowned slightly, Comparing to his arm, he murmured casually, "The wounds are all healed, the blood... should be about to mend the ground..."

After walking for a while, Tianxi Temple could already be seen in the distance, Buddha Fang licked his dry lips, feeling a bit tangled.

He really doesn't want to go back, not because he still has any shadows about Tianxi Temple, it's simply that the junior brother Yixian who has become the abbot is too long-winded!There is no meat in the temple, and he eats some vegetarian dishes and noodles on weekdays. He is a person who is used to eating big fish and meat outside. How should he live when he returns to Tianxi Temple with clear soup and little water.

Foya made up his mind, and immediately returned to the market, bought two large pieces of beef, a jug of fine wine, and hid them in his bosom, and another roast chicken, wrapped them in oiled paper, hid them in a bamboo hat, and put them on his head. Only then returned to Tianxi Temple.

"Uncle Master is back!"

The little monk sweeping the floor at the door greeted him politely.

Buddha Ya with the roasted chicken on his head supported the bamboo hat with one hand, "Don't call me old! Let me ask you, where is the host?"

"Amitabha, the abbot is receiving pilgrims in the main hall."

That's good!Foya clutched the sauced beef and good wine in his arms, and ran to the backyard like a thief.

He didn't go to his own room, but went directly to the Wanfo Cliff behind Tianxi Temple, went down the hanging ladder, all the way to the bottom of the cliff, bypassed the broken bodies of the big Buddhas, and came to a grave.

The grave was made of loess and fools, and there was no tombstone.

Foya stood still in front of the grave, took out the sauced beef and roasted chicken with wine, and put it aside, "I don't know if it will work, let's try it... If it doesn't work, I'll bury you back..."

With that said, he began to plan.

This is Fu Bai's grave.

Speaking of which, when Fo Ya first met Fu Bai, he killed people in front of him, but he was not afraid at all.

Their faces were all stained with blood, and the dots of glaring red were easily beyond recognition.

Foya's first impression of Fu Bai was very deep, he was like a person standing alone on the edge of a cliff with a white silk hanging on his head.After getting used to seeing the darkness at the bottom of the cliff, he has no fear, no fear of death, even he is ready to die anytime, anywhere.

It has to be said that their souls are similar to a certain extent, so he also experienced the feeling of sympathy.

After that day, Fu Bai became Foya's right-hand man, helping him manage the Wanning Pavilion.Even later, when Fo Ya got to know Ji Ran and Liang Xingye, decided to do good and tried his best to hide those dark pasts, Fu Bai spared no effort to stand up.

Foya admits that he was using him from the beginning to the end.

And Fu Bai, a shrewd and treacherous businessman with strong means, was also willingly used by him.

It's not very kind to use others, but Foya also thought about it at first, Fu Bai helped him manage the Wanning Pavilion, and Wanning Pavilion provided Fu Bai with the demon pill to extend his life. Bar……

But later, he didn't expect that Fu Bai was willing to risk his life to bear all the guilt and infamy for the rest of his life in order to help him hide his dark past.

Fo Ya knew him very well, he was not afraid of death, but spared his life, such a price was too great for him, as a businessman, he would not fail to figure it out, but he still did it, and even later, he turned him into Even though the blood corpse was resurrected, he still spared no effort to protect him.

This made Foya feel in his heart that he was mean.

There is exploitation, and there is guilt.

Foya stopped what he was doing, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Fu Bai's body lying in the grave, and sighed.

"That's what I owe you."

After finishing speaking, he cut his healed wrist again with a dagger, dripping blood dripping onto Fu Bai's bones, once a month, he has been doing this kind of thing for a long time.

Every time he held onto hope, he used his own blood to nourish his bones, watching him lie in the tomb, slowly growing flesh, even though he lost too much blood and became dizzy, Foya felt extremely relieved.

But he still didn't wake up.

Foya stood up, fell to the ground briefly due to insufficient blood supply, and finally got up slowly by himself, wrapping the wound with a bandage.He knew very well in his heart that Fu Bai's body was too broken to bear his soul back then, even if he restored his broken body now, his soul would never come back.

This month's success fell short, and I have to go out and eat for another month to replenish blood and heal my wounds.

We can always wait for Fu Bai's soul to come back, Foya thought.

He let out a long sigh, leaning against a dilapidated stone Buddha, opened the oiled paper, tore off a chicken leg, and ate a mouthful of meat and wine for a while, while eating, he muttered to the dead in the grave "Brother Ji Ran and Brother Xingye have both cultivated into immortals and ascended to the Nine Heavens. The landlord of the Jizhu Tower is that dead spider spirit, bad or bad, but his prophecy about the three sects is quite accurate. Brother Ji Ran and Brother Hoshino has indeed entered the gate of immortality, Fu Bai, do you think I will also enter the gate of imprisonment as predicted in the prophecy?"

Sniffing his nose, he took another bite of beef, "Actually, I understand that the sins I have committed cannot be redeemed in this life. Why do I have to go to hell to suffer for more than 20 or [-] years? I am not afraid of suffering. It’s just that Fu Bai always feels lonely when he atones for his sins alone, why haven’t you woke up yet?”

I'm used to your company.