The sky is bright, the breeze is dignified, the wind in autumn is a little cool, the Buddha is a little happy to plant the love of light flower seedlings in the spirit grass garden, the first few times the swallow sent the spirit grass is also planted there, looking at the garden of spirit grass is like looking at their own children, planting the flower of light love, the Buddha paused for a moment, thought about it to the sun god and the red bird, and then planted the love of light in the flower plate, and the next time she came to bring it back, then put this plate of light love in the quiet room first, otherwise Yan'er saw so many spirit grass, all day long to ask me about the trouble, after the flower was planted, the Buddha washed his hands with water, and gently patted the soil on his body, and then moved the pot of light love to the left corner of the place where Yan'er often sits in the quiet room, thinking that I don't know if she has been free recently, she disappeared for more than four months last time, and remembered what she said: "Buddha, I am in love with Hongchen, and the Buddha seems to have no chance with me!" The Buddha was a little distressed thinking that she and the sun god were quite a good match, after placing the love of light, the Buddha sat back on the lotus throne and sowed the Buddha beads one by one on the left hand, and the lotus finger was slightly waved in the right hand.

"Let her in!" The Buddha was a little strange why she came to him early in the morning, did she want to practice the Buddha's palm again? What a little daughter's mentality, no wonder she said she couldn't learn!

After a while, Suzaku came to the meditation room with a breakfast snack, watched the Buddha reciting the morning sutra there, put the breakfast on the desk, and then saw the love of light placed next to it, and thought to himself, how could the Buddha have this purple rose here?

"Yan'er!" The Buddha opened his eyes slightly and looked at Yan'er, he hadn't seen him for a day, but his spirit seemed to be much better, and his face was much better.

"Buddha, where did this purple rose come from?" Yan'er said as she walked over to the love of light and took a closer look.

"Yan'er, do you like it?" the Buddha asked again,

"Buddha, do you know that there are very soft thorns on this rose petal?" Yan'er touched the very soft thorns on the rose petals with her hand as if she was enchanted, thinking that this one really has very soft thorns!

"I don't know!" the Buddha thought to himself,

"Buddha, really, come and touch it, it feels wonderful!" Yan'er touched the very soft thorn with her hand again, and those thorns pierced Yan'er's fingers, but it was strange that Yan'er didn't seem to feel pain at all!

"Really?" the Buddha asked, suspiciously,

"Really! I don't lie to you!" Suzaku Yan'er said with certainty, turning around to the Buddha as she spoke,

"Okay, got it!" the Buddha looked at Yan'er and looked at himself a little confused and said,

Yan'er watched the Buddha sit motionless on the lotus throne, without any intention of getting up, so she walked to the place where she usually sat and sat down, and said, "Buddha, the day after tomorrow, we will move in the cherry blossom garden, you can come and sit when you have time," and put an invitation in front of the Buddha's table!

Yan'er looked at the Buddha on the opposite side like the ancestor of light, his forehead is wide and big, the belly must be very large, his belly must be able to support the boat, his long eyebrows are so wise, his long eyes are black and black like black jewels, like a whirlpool, deep and deep, wise and mysterious, he is very long and long, his nose is so stylish, his nose is so fleshy, his rose petal-like lips are so beautiful, his round face looks so blessed, his ears are so long and the outline is so clear, at first glance he is a great god!