PS: "Alas, that's it, be merciful, it's really not an example." ”

...

Air.

The dense golden Buddha culture is a golden lotus, shrouded in two women, one large and one small.

Su Yuren took Gu Xiaoya's hand, Chu Chu was moving, looked at the monk outside the golden lotus, and sighed lightly: "It's been a thousand years, Brother Zizai, let yourself go." ”

The monk smiled and said, "I have never forced myself, so why let it go." ”

Su Yuren's eyes were complicated, and he said, "But you... has been forcing me..."

The monk's eyes were gloomy, and he said, "I'm just keeping the oath I once said, Yu'er, anyone can die, but you can't." ”

"You, only in this life..."

“...”

Su Yuren said softly: "What about you, there is no afterlife, and there is only this life left." ”

The monk's smile was as hearty as when he was a child, and he said gently: "It's okay with me, as long as you are well, I will die without regrets." ”

Su Yuren shook his head slightly, unwilling to do so.

The monk spoke again and said, "My time is running out, Yu'er, I'm sorry, let me force you one last time." ”

"Sleep..."

When the words fell, the Buddha voice sounded.

Su Yuren and Gu Xiaoya's souls trembled slightly, and slowly closed their eyes

"Son... Brother..."

"Uncle..."

“...”

The golden Buddha light emerged, and the souls of the two women began to merge.

See here.

Gu Xiu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "You said that I am agnostic, since this is the case, maybe I can save her." ”

The sound of Buddha continues.

The monk closed his eyes and said: "He told the little monk that the donor can't save it now, and for the little monk, the donor is here at the moment, he is helping the little monk save people." ”

Gu Xiu held back his anger and said, "So, how do you want to save it now?"

The monk said: "The little monk originally wanted to use the soul crossing technique to exchange their soul life, but the birth date does not match, only the age matches, and the soul transfer technique is very reluctant, but fortunately, there is a donor, and there is a trace of variables in the underworld, so that this technique can be successful." ”

"It's just that success is also a donor, and defeat is also a donor. ”

"Now, the technique of crossing the soul has been interrupted by the donor, and the little monk can only use this last bit of time, the last bit of strength, to perform the technique of soul sharing. ”

"Once the Soul Sharing Technique is completed, the souls and lives of the two of them will become one. ”

"Yu'er's life is a thin life, and she can't live more than twenty-eight. ”

"The little monk tried his best, with the help of the White Lotus Throne, to forcibly leave Yu'er's soul and body until now, a thousand years later. ”

“...”

Gu Xiu's face changed, and he said, "With the fusion of fate, Xiaoya will also become thin and will not live to be sixteen years old?"

The monk bowed slightly, and said: "Yes, the donor is an unknowable person, and the little monk is now powerless, so the little monk can only put the last only hope on the donor." ”

"Before the twenty-eighth, the donor must change his life for the two of them, otherwise, Yu'er will die, and the little donor will also die. ”

"The art of soul sharing, although it is not born together, but it dies together. ”

This is a plea and a coercion. ”

"If the donor hates, hate the little monk, from beginning to end, Yu'er was forced by the little monk. ”

“...”

Gu Xiu clenched his bloody fists, gritted his teeth and said, "How to change your life?"

The monk paused and said, "Little monk... I don't know..."

You step on a horse...

Gu Xiuqi closed his eyes and calmed down.

The monk said: "The art of soul sharing, the donor can no longer stop the little monk, in return, this Buddhist door treasure white lotus throne will be given to the donor, the little monk has made an oath in it, and after the donor changes his life, the white lotus throne will be unsealed and used by the donor." ”

Between words.

On the white lotus throne, Su Yuren's body vanished, leaving no trace behind.

Eighteen Buddha beads fell into the white lotus throne and turned into eighteen white lotus seeds.

Then, the white lotus throne shrank, the lotus leaves closed, and finally came to Gu Xiu, floating uncertainly.

"I don't lack you in return. ”

Gu Xiu opened his eyes and said, "Without you, I can get this thing." ”

The monk said: "The throne has a spirit, if I die, the throne will return to the pure land, I can't find it, the donor can't get it, now the little monk has made an oath, the throne will not leave, but can be taken away by the donor." ”

"The little monk has no future life and this life, and has nothing, I hope the donor will forgive me. ”

“...”

Gu Xiu looked at the White Lotus Throne and stretched out his hand to catch it.

[Trigger bug, is it forcibly bound?]

Bind.

The white lotus throne dissipated and appeared on the back of Gu Xiu's hand, turning into a shallow lotus flower imprint.

It's just bound, but it still can't be used, and I can't see what the specific effect of this Buddha Gate Supreme Treasure White Lotus Throne is.

Obviously, this is because of the monk's oath seal.

"The benefactor is extraordinary. ”

Seeing this, the monk relieved his heart and said, "So, good, good." ”

Gu Xiu exhaled slowly and said calmly: "Monk, I really want to kill you thousands of times, even so, I don't understand my hatred." ”

The fusion of soul and life is complete.

The monk smiled, raised his hand to support the souls of the two girls who had become one, came to Gu Xiaoya's body, knelt on the ground, and gently put the soul in.

Gu Xiu stood aside, casually putting away the stone giant doll, and while watching this scene, he couldn't do anything.

The soul returns to the body.

The monk's eyes were gentle, and he stroked it gently, but his palm passed through Gu Xiaoya's cheek.

After coming back to his senses, the monk smiled and said, "Is the donor willing to listen to the little monk tell a story that is a little old?" ”

Gu Xiu hugged Gu Xiaoya and said nothing.

The monk didn't care, knelt on the ground, raised his head slightly, his eyes always fell on Gu Xiaoya's face, and slowly began to speak.

"A thousand years ago, there were two children in a small mountain village..."

“...”

Long.

Silence returned to the hall.

There is no Buddha sound, no Buddha light, and there is a dead silence.

Monk, too.

After telling the story of the past, the monk's soul vanished.

Without the monk in the next life, he completely disappeared from this world and became an existence in memory.

The only thing left was the deep bow that knelt in front of Gu Xiu before it dissipated, and the last sentence: "Yu'er... Please, donor..."

This sentence is full of pleas to return to the original intention, a plea for nothing.

As for that story...

Gu Xiu came back to his senses, came to the monk's headless body, and touched it.

The next moment.

The flesh also dissipated, leaving only a dark red robe and a golden relic in its place.

Treasure chests emerge.

A system prompt sounds.

Gu Xiu was in no mood to pay attention to these now, and under the buff of triggering the bug and getting the golden rarity, he kicked open the treasure chest at will, put away the golden skill book inside, the dark red robe and relics on the side, and then hugged Gu Xiaoya, who was still sleeping, and left the main hall.

The Art of Soul Sharing...

Before the age of sixteen, you must change your life...

There are still four years to go.

Four years...

Gu Xiu looked at the little girl in his arms, his eyes firm.

The little girl's previous self-talk in the state of her soul was conveyed to him by the monk before he died.

This made him suddenly understand that Gu Xiaoya was not ignorant.

Opposite.

The little girl cares about him very much.

As for the bad in my heart...

Gu Xiu walked out of the mausoleum, ignoring the disappearing dungeon entrance behind him, stretched out the Qianji umbrella, and quietly looked at the rain curtain in front of him, speechless and unmoved for a long time.

There is too much helplessness in the world.

Whether it is the original world or the current world, whether it is a monk or him, they are very helpless.

But this time, he definitely won't sit still.

It's just that even the monk can't save Su Yuren, how can he save Xiaoya...

You must know that although the monk is hateful, the other party is an existence as strong as the Buddha.

Buddha, the honorific name of the supreme Buddha and the Tao.

The only one in the world.

Under the dim sky, the wind was a little cool, and the rain was as eager as ever.

"Let me go. ”

In her arms, Gu Xiaoya suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, opened her mouth, and said in a weak voice, "I can go by myself." ”

Bowing his head, Gu Xiu looked at the little girl, no, he looked at Su Yuren, his eyes were complicated.

This woman will share the same body with Gu Xiaoya from now on.

Is it the art of soul sharing...

Maybe you don't need to change your life against the sky, you just need to disarm the Soul Sharing Technique, and this matter can be solved.

As for Su Yuren's life and death, he never cared.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already shared the soul, he would never hesitate at all, and let the opposite square god be destroyed as soon as possible, and there would be no place to bury him.

Scold.

Monk.

Since you're dead, then, something, let her pay it back...