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"The problem is serious."

The monk checked Jixiang's situation and his face looked very solemn. Gyatso shook his head gently and echoed:

"It is indeed a miracle that it is still alive. Is the life level of the advanced listener level really so high? More than 90% of the soul is damaged, and more than 80% of the demon body is damaged. What happened next? It was obvious artificial torture and further harm, and yet he is still alive and well."

"Maybe it's the nature of cats." The monk guessed, "There is a record in the "Buddhist Sutra": The Buddha was gathering his disciples to lecture, and there was a cat squatting under the Buddha's seat, holding his breath and listening quietly. The disciple wanted to ask the Buddha why, and asked the cat Do you also understand the classics? The Buddha said: Cats have spirituality. They have nine lives, and humans can only get one of them. Therefore, the spirituality of cats is beyond the reach of humans. The Buddhist scripture "Shangyulu" clearly points out: "Cats have nine lives. It is related to Tong, Ling, Jing, Zheng, Awakening, Light, Essence, Qi, and Shen.'"

"There are so many vague things to say." Su Bai sat down by the bed, looked at Jixiang, who was wrapped into a rice dumpling by the monk and Gyatso, and said, "Maybe it has lived in the place where Taoism has been achieved since childhood. It may have something to do with the ghost place. It is a place where big-name audiences can preach, but it can also be said to be a place where death and underworld intersect. The creatures that grew up there must have something unusual about them. Maybe the road to underworld No one accepts it."

"Dabai, does it not remember who you are?" the monk asked tentatively.

"It's not the classic love like in "Titanic". The soul is so seriously damaged, how can it be possible to still have memories of the past." Gyatso said while smoking a cigarette next to him.

"Say Lord Buddha, I have only been away for a few days, and your transformation has become even more complete. Now you have new tattoos on your body when you walk on the road. I can also smell the smell of drugs and drugs on your body, and you speak so frivolously. I really I'm very worried that if this road doesn't work for you, let alone talk about it, and you turn yourself, a dignified Buddha, into a little Shanghainese, it will really be a big loss."

"The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. I will do my best to obey fate. I have nothing to regret. By the way, your Qin soldier's body has been left in the yard for so long. When are you going to get rid of it? Our house is too big. The national leaders did not treat the terracotta warriors and horses as gatekeeper sculptures, but now we have the living bodies of Qin soldiers placed behind the gate, which is simply an outrageous luxury."

"Is that corpse of a Qin soldier useful to you?" Su Bai asked. Gyatso had given him the ancient corpse before, and Su Bai wanted to reciprocate the favor. In addition, he was now a senior listener, and the mysterious fighting methods of senior listeners were still unknown. If you haven't finished exploring, it's like you haven't taken stock of the big treasure house yet, and you don't have the energy to look at the good things outside.

"Maybe it will be useful when I rebuild my demon body." Gyatso thought.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. I understand. Do you want to be reborn from nirvana? Let's do a big cleansing from your soul to your body." Su Bai guessed, but soon, Su Bai Then he said, "Then be careful. It doesn't matter if you indulge yourself outside and experience life. Be careful to wear a condom. Be careful that you will eventually be promoted to a senior audience, and then after a year, I don't know how many illegitimate children will come to my house to ask for red envelopes." ."

Seeing that the two were still teasing each other, the monk smiled helplessly. To be honest, the family had indeed been lacking this kind of atmosphere for a long time;

In addition, in the past, this home, this house, could still be regarded by everyone as a paradise, an absolutely safe place, but since the little guy and Ji Xiang were quietly taken away, this place is actually not that safe anymore. .

When a home loses its children and loses its role as a shelter from wind and rain, then this home will only remain in a form and lose its original meaning of existence.

"Amitabha, poor monk, go to the kitchen to make something for midnight snack."

In the past, Fatty and Su Bai would cook occasionally, and the monks would cook vegetarian meals less often, but now Su Bai has no intention of cooking. Although Gyatso's weapon is a hatchet, it really has nothing to do with the kitchen. This paragraph Over time, the monk cooks more often, but it is also because Buddha has been experiencing life recently and often hangs out all day long, so the monk often cooks and eats by himself.

Jixiang was placed in the bedroom by Su Bai to rest. When leaving, Su Bai thought for a while, took out the photo of himself and the little guy, placed it next to Jixiang, and then left the bedroom and went to the living room.

"Have you smoked again?" Su Bai saw that Buddha was puffing away at the alcohol bottle again, and sat down opposite him.

"The more you suck it, the less it tastes." Buddha smiled and handed the thing to Su Bai, "Would you like to take a sip too? Seal your power first and then suck it, otherwise you won't feel it."

"Come on, it's not like I haven't played with these things before."

"By the way, I forgot that you had your dissolute days before." Gyatso nodded.

At this time, the monk came out with dishes, two plates of vegetarian stir-fry, one plate of salted peanuts, and three portions of rice.

It was a simple late-night snack, but it was quite delicious for three people.

While eating, the monk suddenly said, "It's raining outside."

Su Bai looked out the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, and sure enough he saw the patter of raindrops, and the rain was slowly getting heavier.

After finishing the meal, Gyatso went to clear away the dishes. Su Bai was happy to be an idler, sitting on a chair and smoking a cigarette. At this time, the rain outside became heavier and heavier, and Su Bai's fingers holding the cigarette suddenly trembled inadvertently.

I don't know why, but at this time, Su Bai felt that the sound of rain outside was a bit annoying, as if it could affect his mood. This feeling made Su Bai very uncomfortable.

Gyatso put away the dishes and wiped his hands while walking out, and then sat down on the sofa. The room was much deserted than before, so the three of them preferred to gather in the living room.

The monk had just finished taking a shower and changed into a yellow training suit. He also came out. He turned on the TV. Even though there were no good programs on the TV, it was good to listen to the sound.

An international news is being broadcast on the news. There seems to be some kind of riot in the Philippines. Judging from the photos and videos in the news, it seems to be quite serious, but the militants seem to have occupied several hospitals and other places in a city. Important location, which also shows from the side that the strength of the Philippine government army is indeed somewhat unflattering.

Of course, this news naturally failed to arouse the interest of the three people present.

Su Bai got up and went to get a bottle of orange juice from the refrigerator. Monks don't drink drinks. He only drinks tea. Gyatso also indicated that he doesn't need drinks. He only drinks alcohol recently.

When Su Bai took a sip of orange juice and walked towards the sofa again,

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder outside,

The rain fell even harder.

The depressing atmosphere around here seems to be getting more and more solemn.

Su Bai was sitting before, but now he was standing, but precisely because of this, he noticed that the expressions of the monk and Gyatso suddenly became serious for some unknown reason.

Is it possible that it's not just me who feels restless on this rainy night tonight?

The monk put down his tea cup and looked at Gyatso.

Gyatso opened his eyes and looked at the monk.

Su Bai also put down the orange juice. Now he no longer had to rely on his intuition. Just by looking at the reactions of Gyatso and the monk, he would know that something special had happened, or...

will happen.

The monk stood up. Gyatso seemed to want to say something, but still didn't say anything. He hesitated slightly and stood up.

"He doesn't dare to kill us." The monk said.

"I know this." Gyatso nodded.

"Go and have a look." After the monk finished speaking, he looked at Su Bai, "Dabai, you can't be wrong."

Su Bai looked at the monk with some confusion, and then saw the monk pointing to his bedroom. In the bedroom, there was only Jixiang, a cat, lying on the bed and sleeping.

"It's not wrong. That night, the poor monk suddenly felt so restless, but he didn't notice any intrusion, and even the formation didn't respond at all, and then..."

When the monk said this, Su Bai had already understood. Before the monk could finish speaking, Su Bai rushed directly into his bedroom.

A flash of lightning appeared, and the wall was illuminated pale, followed by a loud "boom" of thunder. But when Su Bai rushed into the bedroom, Jixiang was still lying there quietly on the bed, and it was falling into a trance. In this deep sleep of self-recovery, even if there is thunder outside, I will not wake up.

The monk and Gyatso soon came in. In the bedroom, everything was normal and the auspiciousness was still there.

When he saw Ji Xiang peacefully here, Su Bai breathed a sigh of relief, and was still thinking in his heart, whether the monks and the others were making a false alarm or whether they were all soldiers.

But before Su Bai could comfort himself like this, he soon saw, on the side of the bed,

There are a pair of wet footprints!

When he saw these footprints, Su Bai's body began to tremble. He waved his hand almost crazily and turned the wardrobe behind him into pieces. Except for the bed where the auspicious man lay, all the furniture in the bedroom was immediately destroyed by Su Bai. The qi machine was strangled and turned into dust and piled on the ground.

Su Bai lowered his arms, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, sometimes smiled, and sometimes seemed to be talking to himself,

"Again,

You guys are still coming,

You want to come again! ! ! "

His fists were clenched, and his nails pierced into the flesh of his palms, but Su Bai continued to exert force. The pair of wet footprints beside the bed were a silent mockery and hint.

As if laughing at Su Bai, everything is still under their control,

It is also hinting to Su Bai that your fate will never escape their control.

At this moment, Su Bai suddenly felt,

I have just been promoted to a senior listener myself,

Just now I could kill and play with senior people,

I was able to defeat Xie Zhen, an opponent of the same level just now.

In fact, he is still the little boy in the family photo, kneeling in the corner with a talisman on his forehead and eyes blank.

like,

There is really no essential difference...