"Subodhi! What do you mean? Buddha, can you have a full body to see?

No, World-Honored One! If so, it should not be seen as sufficient. This article is written by: Why did you start the game? For example, if it is said to have a full-colored body, that is, it is not a full-colored body, but it is a famous full-colored body.

Subodhi! What do you mean? If so, can you meet each other enough?

No, World-Honored One! If so, it should not be seen in terms of sufficiency. Why? If it is said that all aspects are sufficient, that is, it is not sufficient, it is the name of all appearances that are sufficient......"

The room was dim, and the sound of the Diamond Sutra was intermittent, trickling out of his hoarse throat.

The white-haired man was slumped on the futon, his shirt soaked with sweat and spasms. He held a scripture carved in bamboo slips in his hand, and the tips of his fingers were already white, but he did not let go of the scripture.

Opposite him sat a monk cross-legged. The monk was more handsome than the worldly son, with deep eyebrows and a solemn look on his face.

"Ah......h The book rolled down from the tips of his fingers, and he heard the man call in a low and feeble voice, "Water ......."

The monk who was sitting cross-legged opened his eyes.

"You have to bear with it."

The white-haired man's neck flashed with gold letters, and he narrowed his closed eyes weakly. Those eyes weren't as blood-red as they had been before. He stared with those dark red eyes at the thought of getting up to get water.

Si Yu wears a white robe, and like him, he does not wear any Buddha objects around him. There was nothing with Buddha aura in this whole room, but Jia Ke was facing the only living Buddha in this world-Si Confused.

Si Zhi is no longer a person from these three realms, but he is forced to stay here. Perhaps the Buddhist cultivators are different from the same Taoist cultivators, and the confusion is left without any heavenly punishment. In order to cut off all possible causes and effects with the world, he closed himself in the Futu Pavilion and Penglai in the East China Sea.

Si Chao filled a teacup with water from the clay bowl and brought the teacup to Jako.

Jaco propped up his elbows and looked at him half-lying on the ground with a grin.

Seeing that Jaco didn't mean to stretch out his hand, Si Xuan paused before leaning over and bringing the cup close to his lips. Jaco's tongue hooked, licked a layer of water with the tip of his tongue like a cat, and licked it again.

His tongue licked into the palm of his bewildered palm, and he said in a low voice, "I can't help it." ”

The warm breath sprayed on Si Yu's wet palm, making Si Yu almost spill the cup. There was a calm look on his face, and he said, "It will take another hour." ”

"It doesn't take an hour, half a pillar of incense is enough......" Jaco's face approached the palm of his confused hand, his body propped up, and slowly buried his face in the other's neck, whispering ambiguously.

Si Miao raised his palm, but did not hold Giako, he stood in front of his chest, and began to read calmly: "...... If so, it should not be seen as sufficient. Why? For example, if it has a full-colored body, it is not a full-colored body, but it is a famous full-colored body......"

Jako's face changed, and the blood red under his eyes suddenly exploded, as if he was about to struggle, but he was forcibly pressed down by more golden words extending from under his neck! The effect of the Sutra of Confusion was very different from that of Jako, and the dense golden scriptures quickly crawled all over Jako's body, and his fingers were wrapped around words as small as insects and ants, like distorted totems.

Giacko's whole body twisted again, his face pale, his eyes sometimes blood-red and sometimes pitch-black. The scriptures are imprinted into the **, and inch by inch of flesh and blood are burned in, wrapping and roasting every meridian.

Gaco's forehead burst with green tendons, and his hand clenched his thoughts like sharp claws, pulling out the blood from his bewildered flesh! As soon as Giacco touched the blood, smoke came out of his fingers, causing him to let go of his hand with an electric shock.

"Don't ...... Don't ......" The man curled up on the ground and twisted his body let out a bitter pleading, pain steaming the water he had just drunk again.

Confusion knows how painful it is.

It's like being burned, whipped, and cramped in eighteen layers of purgatory. It's all kinds of pain that people can endure. Jaco's soul is a bewildered half, he does not have a complete soul, just like a person's three souls and six souls are cut open and turned into two halves, which are more fragile than ordinary souls. It is because of him that he can endure such pain, such severe pain.

Confusion cannot be stopped. He is the torturer and the sufferer.

They are going to be imprisoned here for hundreds of years, and they have to keep Jaco's demonic aura imprisoned at all times, and that demonic aura will make Jaco, who has seven emotions and six desires, have all kinds of thoughts that only people can have. He was in pain, hopeless, and out of his mind. He once jumped out of the window, wanting to die to escape the pain, he also tried to kill the confusion to cut off the source of pain, and tried countless ways to commit suicide, but without success.

Look at him with all his thoughts, look at him with all his heart.

"Stop...... Stop...... Stop it...... Please......" Jaco wailed in pain, his cry turning from loud to hoarse. He used his bewildered nails to dig hard into his flesh, into the scriptures that made him miserable, and brought out pieces of flesh and strings of blood. He slammed his skull into the ground, bleeding from his forehead.

"Please...... Don't ......" The ground was stained with blood and tears, Giacko's face was a mess, green tendons bulged out from his face, and his pale face continued to turn red and then pale again.

He spasmed, his fingers opening and closing. He gritted his teeth so much that blood oozed from them.

"Subodhi! Yu Yiyun He ...... "The voice of confusion is neither happy nor sad, neither happy nor slow." He sat cross-legged on a futon, like a Buddha statue.

"Solve the problem, solve the problem...... Xie Hou......" Only a whimper remained in Giako's voice, and two words were muttered in his mouth. It was the name that Giaco had given to the other half of his body, and he forgot to think about it, and he repeated those two words over and over again in a delirious sense.

The confused eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing a trace of unbearability. But he knew he had to endure it.

"Solution...... Woo......" Jaco shoved his fist into his mouth and bit hard, his blood rubbing all over the ground, rubbing the scruffy white robe with blood. His body twisted into an indescribable position, and even his tendons were torn off.

An hour is fast, but it is incomparably long for Jaco and Sifu. It seemed like ten days and nights. When a person is dying, he thinks that even a second is long.

Jako's body was still spasming, but the scriptures around him were slowly dormant. Those verses hurt his demonic body, but they were reshaping his human body. He could never die on the way, under the watchful eye of his thoughts. But this is clearly something more terrible than death.

Confused got up. His mouth was no longer chanting, and Giako was still curled up and trembling.

Confusion came to Jaco's side, leaned down, and pressed the lips that had read the scriptures against Jaco's trembling lips. His tongue and lips were bound, and his eyes were gently closed. He is like a monk who worships the Buddha, and like a demon who has fallen into an emotional obstacle.

He gently stroked Giako's tears, which were too many and suppressed by pain, but they flowed out in a steady stream at the moment. His crying voice mingled with the whimper of his lips and teeth.

Confusion untied Giako's robe and kissed his wounds.

Giacco shuddered and shouted, "...... Hurt...... It hurts so much......"

After a pause, he pulled his robe apart.

Charm overflowed from his body.

Little by little, he soothed Giako's nerves and aroused the trembling demonic desire that lurked deep in Giako's body. Giako's dark eyes were red again, and his hand was wrapped around the other's neck, and his eyes looked vaguely through his eyelashes full of tears.

Heat and heat intersect, leaving space between the chest and abdomen for ambiguous growth. Every inch of hair in between stood up trembling and opened its pores.

Little by little, confusion was buried in his body.

Jaco's tears were pouring out even more, but this time it wasn't all because of the pain. He cried and kissed with his thoughts, crying up and down, and the whimpering in his mouth turned into a muffled grunt.

The burning skin of thought burned his flesh, but he could not retreat. He clenched his thoughts tightly, pressing hard against his chest. His voice gradually changed to a broken moan, and the confusion held him tightly in his arms, listening to him mutterly call himself "unravel".

"Jaco." Confusion shouted.

Giaco was in a trance, his waist straightened, and his abdomen was filthy.

Confusion was buried in his hair, sniffing the blood-stained hair.

Jaco felt his confusion begin to move again. He cried breathlessly, and it was clear that the pain had receded, but the tears kept flowing out.

The curled up demonic qi came out again, and every time it was wiped out, Si Zhi would use some methods to make those demonic qi that had suffered come out again as soon as possible, so that the next wave of encirclement and suppression could be carried out.

Jaco knew that his desire was coming again, and his pain was coming again.

He sat on the body of the Confusion, and the Confusion leaned against the wall. He passively went up and down, passively asking for kisses. He cried and shouted, his voice hoarse: "You...... This one...... Bastard...... You...... This bald donkey...... You've got what it takes...... Don't call me happy......"

The confusion was not heard. He hears what he wants to hear, and he can't hear what he can't.

He flushed the pale Giaco and soothed all his nerves. The ends of Jaco's hair were straight.

Confusion picked him up vertically and went to the window to watch the sunset.

The Futu Pavilion is very high, and the Penglai Mountain is very large. Looking out, the whole Penglai Island is lush. At the turn of day and night, all the birds flew up and worshipped at the Futu Pavilion.

Jaco could see cranes and countless fairy birds. He wiped the tears on his cheeks and said in a dumb voice: "These birds and birds, after thousands of years of cultivation into human form, I am afraid that they can all tell the world what the Buddha does." ”

Confused, he didn't answer, but with one hand he draped the robe that appeared out of thin air over Giako's body.

"What's the use of putting on it, covering it, and you will be able to get out of me?" Jaco rolled his eyes with tears in his eyes.

Si Confused patted his buttocks, put him on the window railing, and pushed him hard, and the thing that never came out slowly withdrew with the turbidity.

Giaco was shaken. The instep of his feet was arched, and a tendon that ran through his body was taut, and he almost stained his new robe.

He lost his mind for a while, and then gradually came back to his senses, put his chin around his shoulder, and put his chin around his shoulder.

"The group of monks outside must be very angry," his hoarse voice carried a hint of laziness and flattery, "They are here to practice Buddhism, there are no Buddha statues here, there are no Buddha weapons, but only the test of lust." He laughed out loud as he said "poof".

"The Buddha is in their hearts, I'm afraid it won't be a Buddha for a long time." Giako said.

"The Buddha has no concreteness, right and wrong." The breathing of confusion was still a little fast, but the words were very peaceful.

Jia Ke looked at the burning sunset outside the window, supported his body with one hand, and wrapped his bewildered neck with the other, recalling and revealing a chuckle: "When I was rescued by you, I was desperate to go back to the Nine Domains to find you, and even I felt ridiculous. At that time, I was still thinking that I had been a vegetarian for too many years, and I even missed a monk. ”

"You're also a monk." Confused.

"Oh, yes, I'm supposed to be a monk too." Giacco said.

The sunset was already half immersed in the sea, spreading the sea red, and the glow reflected on Giac's dark red eyes, outlining brilliant colors.

Thinking about it suddenly, people, I am afraid that it is precisely because of desire that they can be so beautiful and so touching.

Giako turned his head, half of his face was a firelight. His eyes were pitch black and fiery red. When his eyes are completely no longer blood-red, it will be the day when his demonic energy will disappear.

He asked, "Is it dark?" ”

Confused: "It's still a little short." ”

Jaco hugged his bewildered head closer to him, and the tip of his nose was against the tip of his nose: "You take a closer look." ”

Confused, she opened her mouth and kissed him on the lips. He closed his eyes, but Giacco did.

Puzzled said, "It's dark." ”

Jaco smiled with satisfaction. His tongue twitched between his lips: "If there is no demonic energy, this day is better than leisure." ”

"We still have a lot of lives to live with." Confused.

Giacco smiled.

Not bad at all, he is no longer alone in every subsequent life. There will always be someone who will find him and fall in love with him again and again. Only he can never be separated from Giako, never separated from him.

"Those monks are so stupid," Jako said, "that they worship a Buddha who is willing to plunge into samsara to find half of his body." Even if you find it, you won't fuse the mischievous half-body. ”

"The half-body of a Buddha is incarnated as a human being, and if you are a human being, you need to be reincarnated." Thinking around Giako's hair, he said calmly.

"In the next life, you must find me first," said Giaco, "fall in love with me and recognize me." Don't be a monk anymore. ”

Si Confused seemed to remember something, and smiled slightly.

"You don't remember everything, as long as I remember," said Giaco, "you have to take our mana with you to reincarnate, lest you have an accident that leaves you with neither sight nor strength." ”

"You are a Buddha with only half a soul, and you must not be fearless."

Confusion gagged his lips once more.

"I know what you want to say."

The last rays of the sunset sink into the sea, and the world is blazing red, and the flames that rise from the end of the world have been quietly burning and spreading.

Engulfed the only Buddha in the Three Realms.

What is the end of reincarnation? 】

[-You.] 】

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