v3 Chapter 723： Come back, come back!

"The problem is very serious."

The monk checked the auspicious situation, his face looked very dignified, and Gyatso shook his head gently, echoing the road:

"It can still be alive, it is a miracle. The level of life at the senior audience level is really so high that it is so outrageous? The soul of the soul has been damaged by more than 90%, and the body of the demon has also broken more than 80%. Obviously artificial torture and further injury, to this point, actually not dead, still alive."

"It may be the cat's nature." The monk guessed, "There is a passage in the "Buddha": the Buddha is collecting the disciples and telling the scriptures. There is a cat sitting under the seat of the Buddha, listening to the rest. The disciple asks the Buddha for the sake of the cat. Is it also a classic? Buddhism: The cat has spirituality, its life is nine, and people only have one. Therefore, the spirituality of the cat is not humans' ear. The Buddhist scriptures of the quotations clearly indicate: 'The cat has nine. Departmental, spiritual, static, positive, sensation, light, fine, qi, god.'"

"Speaking of something so cloudy and foggy." Su Bai sat down at the bed and watched the auspiciousness of being wrapped up in a scorpion by the monk and Gyatso. He said, "Maybe it lived in the place of the testimony since childhood." There is a relationship in the ghost place. It is the place where the big audience listens to the testimony. But it can also be said that it is the Jedi where the death and the Huangquan cross. The creatures that grew up from the young age must have unusual places. Maybe Huangquan Road I don’t accept it."

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

"It is not the classic love of the Titanic. The damage of the soul is so serious. How can there be memories of the past?" Gyatso said while smoking a cigarette.

"I said Buddha, I have only walked for a few days. You have become more thorough. Now I have a new tattoo on the road. I have smelled poison and taste on you. I am so frivolous, I am really I am very worried that if you go to this road, you will not be able to say it. If you turn your own sorcerer into a small Shanghai Afei, it will be really big."

"The ship is naturally straight to the bridge, and I have nothing to regret. I have no regrets. Yes, your Qin corpse has been in the yard for so long. When will you dispose of it? The specifications are too big. The national leaders did not let the terracotta warriors and horses be treated as watchmen sculptures. Now, with the live Qin soldiers in the back of the door, it is simply extravagant."

"Is the Qin Bing body useful to you?" Su Bai asked, Gyatso gave himself the old corpse, and Su Bai wanted to vote for it. In addition, he is now a senior listener, and the high-level audience is still fighting. Not groping, it is equal to a big treasure house has not been cleaned up, and not so big mind to look at the good things outside.

"It may be useful when I reshape the devil." Gatso thought.

"Cheng, then leave it for you to use, I know, you are going to be born again, from your own soul to your own body, together with a big clean." Su Bai guessed, but soon, Su Bai Again, "Then you be careful, indulge yourself outside and experience life without tightening, pay attention to wearing sets, be careful to be promoted to a higher audience, and then come out for a year and don’t know how many illegitimate children come home to come with me. ""

The monk saw that the two of them were still ridiculed here, and they smiled helplessly. To be honest, the family really lacked this atmosphere for a long time;

In addition, in this former home, this house can be regarded as a paradise, an absolutely safe place, but since the little guy and auspicious have been quietly taken away, it is not so safe. .

A home, lost the child, lost the role of sheltering the wind and rain, then this home, there is only one form left, lost its original meaning.

"Amitabha, when you go to the kitchen to get something, you will be at night."

In the past, fat people and Su Bai also occasionally cook, and the number of monks who make vegetarian meals is relatively small, but now Su Bai is not thinking about cooking. Although Gyatso is a hatchet, it does not have much to do with the kitchen. In the time, the number of monks cooking has increased significantly, but it is also because Foye has been experiencing life recently, often sneaking around all day, so many monks are cooking for themselves.

Auspicious was rested in the bedroom by Su Bai. When he left, Su Bai thought about it. He took the photo of himself and the little guy and put it on the auspicious side before leaving the bedroom to go to the living room.

“Is it sucked again?” Su Bai saw that the Buddha was vomiting in the bottle of alcohol and sat down opposite the Buddha.

"The more you suck, the less taste you have." Foye smiled and handed the things to Su Bai. "Do you want to take a bite too? Put your strength first and then **** it, or you don't feel it."

"Get it, I haven't played these things before."

"Right, forget that you have had a time of bohemian before." Gyatso nodded.

At this time, the monk came out with the dish, two dishes fried, a plate of salted peanuts, three servings of rice.

Very simple nightingale, but the three people still taste very good.

Eating and eating, the monk suddenly said, "It’s raining outside."

Su Bai looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, and she saw the raindrops dripping, and the rain was slowly getting bigger.

After eating the meal, Gyatso went to clean up the tableware. Su Baile had to be a idler and sat in a chair smoking a cigarette. At this time, the rain outside was getting bigger and bigger, and the fingers of Su Bai’s cigarettes shook inadvertently.

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

Gyatso packed up the tableware and wiped his hands and walked out. Then he sat down on the sofa. The room was much colder than the original, so the three were more willing to gather in the living room.

The monk had just showered and changed into a yellow exercise suit. He also turned on the TV. Even though there is no good-looking program on TV, it is good to hear the sound.

There is an international news broadcast in the news. There seems to be some riots in the Philippines. From the photos and videos in the news, it seems quite serious, but the militants seem to have occupied a city like a hospital. The important position, which also shows from the side that the strength of the Philippine government army is indeed somewhat flattering.

Of course, this news naturally cannot attract the interest of the three people present.

Su Bai got up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of orange juice. The monk didn't drink. He only drank tea. Gyatso also indicated that he didn't need a drink. He only recently drank alcohol.

When Su Bai took a sip of orange juice and walked back to the sofa,

There was a loud thunder outside.

The rain has fallen even more.

These four weeks, the repressed atmosphere seems to be getting more and more dignified.

Su Bai was sitting before, now he is standing, but it is because of this, so he found out, the expression of the monk and Gyatso two people, do not know what reason suddenly became a bit serious.

It’s hard to be this rainy night tonight, but my heart is restless. Isn’t it just myself?

The monk put down the teacup and looked at Gyatso.

Gyatso opened his eyes and looked at the monk.

Su Bai also put down the orange juice. Now, I don’t have to rely on intuition. Seeing the reaction of Gyatso and the monk at this time, I know that something special happened, or,

Will happen.

The monk stood up and Gyatso wanted to say something, but he still said nothing, hesitated a little, and stood up.

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

"I know this." Gyatso nodded.

"Let's see." The monk said, looking at Su Bai, "Big white, it should not be wrong."

Su Bai looked at the monk with some doubts, and then saw the monk stretched his finger to point to his bedroom. Now in the bedroom, only a lucky cat is lying in bed and is sleeping.

"I can't be wrong. That night, the impoverishment was suddenly so uneasy, but I didn't find any intrusion. There was no reaction in the battle, then..."

When the monk said this, Su Bai had already understood it. After the monk finished speaking, Su Bai directly rushed into his bedroom.

A flash of lightning appeared, the wall was stunned, followed by a thunderous bang, but when Su Bai rushed into the bedroom, the auspicious bed was still lying quietly there, it was falling into a In a kind of sleepy self-recovery, even if you thunder outside, you will not wake up.

The monk and Gyatso quickly came in, and everything was normal in the bedroom, and the good fortune was still there.

When seeing the good fortune here, Su Bai is also a long breath, and he is still thinking, is it a monk who has a false alarm or a grass?

But not waiting for Su Bai to do self-comfort, he quickly saw it, on the side of the bed,

There are a pair of wet footprints!

When he saw the footprints, Su Bai’s body began to tremble. He almost waved his hand and turned the wardrobe behind him directly into a crush. In addition to this auspicious bed, all the furniture in the bedroom was immediately replaced by Su Bai. The air machine was strangled and turned into dust on the ground.

Su Bai’s arms hang down. He lowered his head, bit his teeth, smiled for a while, and then seemed to be talking to himself.

"Again,

You are still here,

You have to come again! ! ! ”

Fist, clenched, nails, pierced into the palm of the heart, but Su Bai continued to work hard, the wet feet of the bedside, is a silent mockery and hint.

It seems that everything that ridicules Su Bai is still in their grasp.

Also suggesting that Su Bai, your destiny, will never escape their manipulation.

At this moment, Su Bai suddenly felt that

Just promoted to a high-level audience,

I can just kill myself and play the seniors myself.

I just can beat myself to solve this opponent of the same level.

In fact, it was still the little boy who was lying on the forehead with a confetti on his forehead in the photo of the family portrait.

like,

There really is no essential difference.........