Chapter Seventy-Nine: Idiot, I'm Hungry

Then when Yu Ziying approached and put his arms around his shoulders, his closed eyes suddenly opened.

Yu Ziying's fingers stiffened, as if someone had immobilized him.

It is impossible to describe in words what kind of pair of pupils full of rampant tearing beastlines, completely contrary to the usual pair of eyes with curling water, like cicada dew autumn branches delicate, pink fragrance weak and weak demeanor.

The thousands of green threads floating on the surface of the water spread out, under the faint light, like the moonlight reflecting frost, like a dream, the deep eyes that opened seemed to have carved ripples, and the ripples of the floating pool around the body contrasted with each other.

The original dead beauty suddenly set off a thrill as his senses revived, it was a kind of strong and cruel beauty that even the soul was shocked, the ups and downs of breathing, the slender feathers and eyelashes lifted and closed in the blink of an eye, like a strong and cruel beauty that could almost scorch people's eyes.

"I finally see you again......" He stared at Yu Ziying, bent his lips and smiled, and when his delicate eyebrow bones opened, he was as bright as a phoenix wood devoured by flames.

Yu Ziying brushed his robe and dusted off his hand that wanted to touch her, drawing a ravine: "You...... Who is it? ”

Her completely strange and indifferent demeanor made Shi Yin's eyelashes, the eyelashes were soft and fine, like Si's temperament, he played with a few waves in the water, slowly straightened up, the pool was slightly damp, the ink hair was loose and drooping in the water, and Shi Shi's astringent and still young man's slender and thin body, white as a snowy neck, in the turbulence of the water, there was a special temptation.

"You really don't recognize it?" He slowly raised his eyes, and the curvature of the aura outlined at the corners of his mouth tore the soft temperament of the rabbit to pieces, leaving only a chilling murderous aura.

Yu Ziying looked at such a division, and suddenly had the illusion of rushing to the wrong theater, so beautiful that he looked like a slender young man who was kept in captivity in the aristocratic mansion at this moment, like being possessed by a demon who had died tragically for thousands of years, full of ruthlessness.

"You are the beginning."

Xiao Baoyin had called Si like this more than once before, and when she saw Si put on a look of not knowing her, she was very shocked and puzzled, she had suspicions, presumably the person who stayed in Xiao Baoyin's carriage at that time was Shi.

That's right, she actually expected that Si had mental illness, but at first she judged that he had schizophrenia, but now it seems that it is not schizophrenia, but multiple personality.

Academically, multiple personality is a psychogenic identity disorder, that is, a personality disorder caused by psychological factors.

That is, "the presence of two or more distinct personalities within an individual, each of which is dominant at a particular time." These personalities are independent of each other, autonomous, and exist as a whole self"

Obviously, Si and Shi are like this, with distinct personalities, even if they occupy the same body, they will not be misdistinguished.

Generally speaking, at any given stage of time, there is only one identity in the inland consciousness layers, which is called the subject personality, and the division must be the subject personality.

When the division is the "division", all emotions, thoughts, words and deeds are carried out in the way of the subject's personality, and no trace of another identity is revealed.

At irregular times, usually after being stimulated by the mind, it can suddenly change into a completely different identity, and all emotions, thoughts, words and deeds act in the manner of the successor personality, which is the beginning.

At this time, the individual completely forgets the past personality, as if psychologically a different person.

The transition from one personality to another usually occurs suddenly, and when the successor personality begins to "rule", the original subject personality is not aware of it, and Issi never realizes the existence of the beginning, and forgets what happened when the previous person "ruled".

"You are really a little different from the average stupid pig-like woman, no wonder Si Hu is so tightly guarded, even if I am not willing to be alone with you for a moment." At the beginning, he teased the green silk that was close to the body and soft with a wet wheel, and his attitude was light and flirtatious, and when he squinted at Yu Ziying, he suddenly had a variety of charms and hooked his soul.

However, Yu Ziying frowned, and the words in her mouth almost blurted out directly, but considering a problem, the words slipped around her mouth before she tried to be as euphemistic as possible: "Are you cold?" Your eyes seem to be cramping. ”

His face darkened in an instant, and he barely evoked a trembling and kind smile, but the voice that came out of his mouth was quite gnashing: "Youβ€”good, idiot!" I reward you, can you not be shaken by beauty, and still maintain the true nature of low poison, I am not, usually, ground, and reward, you! ”

"......" When you say reward, can you put away that hideous expression that can't eat your flesh and drink your blood? Yu Ziying's expression was empty, but it was a bit apt for the "nickname" that he had called at the beginning - nerd.

At this time, a gurgling sound sounded from the belly of the beginning, and the sound attracted Yu Ziying's sideways eyes, and she secretly said, how long should this be a sound that can only be made after being hungry.

The first sinister eyebrows, the expression that should have been weak and sad, just made him twist into an impatient ferocity.

"Idiot, I'm hungry......"

I don't know why Yu Ziying feels that the word "hungry" is very dangerous to appear on either Si or Shi.

Even when a rabbit is hungry, he loses his mind and gnaws on something, like a starving ghost reincarnated, if it is replaced by the beginning of one of the seven sins......

The conclusion that the beginning is the seven sins can definitely stand up to reasoning, before she also doubted that Si had been hiding deeply, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but now when she saw the beginning, she knew that it was not him who was strong and brave enough to kidnap the name of the seven sins, but the person in front of her.

Seeing that under his curved eyebrows, the pair of mist eyes full of patience and bloodshot eyes were looking in the distance, as if something was fermenting and about to move, Yu Ziying immediately decided: "I don't have any food with me, but there is a group of bald spotted owls outside, which can temporarily fill the hungerβ€”β€”"

After the words, I felt a gust of frightening wind blowing on my cheeks, sweeping the sideburns and hair dancing messily and stroking the corners of my lips.

When Yu Ziying came out of the waterhole and stepped into the long corridor like the dark green Yama Palace, he only heard the smell of blood suddenly coming to his nose, and the scene in front of him was unbearable, and he didn't bother to repeat it.

Anyway, every time I was greedy for food, it was cruel and unkind, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, howling everywhere...... Normal people only need to retreat three times, and out of sight is pure.

Yu Ziying, who thought he was a normal person, silently found a dark corner, closed his eyes and recuperated, and silently calculated the passage of time in his heart.

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Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, the main city of Yanjing in Chaoyuan Kingdom

The smelting city is too cool, and the city foot is long in the clouds. The fairy palace of the Buddhist temple is more touring garden, and the cane quinoa knows how many poems.

The Bodhi summer tree is like a cloud, the misty mist of incense on the desk is in the hollow copper furnace of the Xiangding and a simple and long-standing four-cornered eaves pavilion, and Ningzhong is set up on the stairs on the top of a low collapse, sitting a long apricot shirt and white robe, and the fairy like a figure of still water and smoke.

Wuxiang lowered his eyes and looked at the hexagram on the case, and the whole person sank like a pool of stagnant water, standing stiff, and it was difficult to make waves for a long time.

"Master, what is the result of the hexagram?" Next to him stood the host of the Ten Thousand Buddhas - he was ominous, he seemed to be in his fifties, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but he already had two sparse and long white eyebrows and a bit of a fairy style, but standing in front of Wuxiang, he was like a cactus lamp with his head bowed down, his eyebrows were pleasing to his eyes, and he didn't dare to make a mistake.

"Even if you play with the world and turn the tide, you can't change the established facts......" Wuxiang finally came back to his senses from the state of the stone sculpture, Bai Yu's index finger lightly pinched a stone, shook his head and sighed lightly.

And the host of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was shocked when he heard this: "What...... How can you ......" Perhaps surprised by his gaffe at the moment, he took a deep breath, frowned solemnly, bowed forward a little, and said: "Master, you really can't change, you really ...... In the end, is there only one way to die? ”

No matter how beautiful the face is, it is difficult to hide the dark blue and gray face covered with a layer of gray.

"Even if the variables are sent to change, in the end, in addition to pushing further, this is still the result...... The game has been lost. ”

Hearing this, the host of the Ten Thousand Buddhas seemed to have been hit hard, his steps staggered back, he stroked his chest and calmed down for a long time, Fang Sha said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Master, variables...... Variables are useless, so what do we do next? ”

"Heaven and earth are destroyed, and even if the methods have been exhausted, especially the law, they can only do their best." Wuxiang turned around, the pair of clear eyes that seemed to be full of changes in all things condensed, he frowned slightly, although his words were soft, but the meaning of the words was like a heavy drum beating: "Variables are not useless, my master once said, variables are the foundation of everything that comes back to life and turns things around, all things live on the root, without her, it is in vain for us to exert force." ”

The host of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Master Wuxiang to have such a high evaluation of "variables", even if he waited for the budget to fail this time, he did not change his original intention, his tone and demeanor could even be regarded as admiration, his face changed, but soon returned to normal, although he has lived for 80 years, cultivated Buddha for 70 years, but it is difficult to keep a normal mind about what will happen next, but seeing that Master Wuxiang has not been alive for 20 years, but he can be so calm and calm, he feels ashamed and blames himself for not choosing what to say.

"Master, it's the poor monk who said it, the poor monk will arrange everything as soon as possible, and wait for the variables to enter Beijing, I don't know if there are other instructions?"

Wuxiang waved his sleeves, then turned around, and Wan Lai was silent, but Yu Zhong chime.

After the presiding officer of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple bowed respectfully, he quietly retreated.

After he left, his gaze refocused on the divination he had just calculated, his eyes surging several times, and finally disappeared into silence, but the thin lips like water moved several times, faintly chanting among the flowers and trees, and the sound disappeared into the heart.

"Ziying, are you alright? …… I can't accompany you, I can't go through the ups and downs with you, do you know how lonely and ...... I am It's lonely......"

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Nerd, I'm hungry This sentence has already shown the role that Yu Ziying will play in the future - the manuscript is here, it is said that the author can get the maintenance of many local tyrants by selling cuteness here, and the manuscript group is here to try o(*////β–½////*)q