(xxxiv)

At this moment, Mo Li felt that the nine-tailed fox of the original owner was even more fucked up than this disgusting god. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

No, it should be said, in fact, the person who deserves it is her, and she has nothing to do to contact the original owner, so it's okay.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Li still decided to follow the original owner's wishes, only slightly adjusting the too unrealistic idea.

So, Mo Li first found some cute-looking ordinary animals that had no divine sense, and then instilled spiritual energy every day.

Don't ask her why she has to be cute, because she is Yan Kun.

Foxes are clever by nature, and to put it mildly, they are cunning, insidious, sleek, and sophisticated.

Therefore, it is very easy for Mo Li to take care of them, and when they open their divine sense, Mo Li teaches them the exercises passed down by the original owner, so that they can have the power of self-preservation.

After solving the matter of the revival of the fox clan, Moli began to fulfill the last wish of the original owner.

Of course, Mo Li didn't have that idea to go against the sky, since the original owner didn't care, what did she care about as an outsider.

Didn't the original owner say that God was unfair and didn't recognize her? Then she will cultivate well, so that Heavenly Dao has to admit her.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Mo Li chose the path of cultivating merit, killing two birds with one stone, he can soar, and he can also bring merit points back to the space.

Mo Li himself can be said to know nothing about the path of merit, but he only roughly knows that he should do good deeds.

As a result, there is a great good person in this world, and where there is danger, there is a figure of Moli.

Time passed day by day, and Mo Li had changed several residences, each of which had been lived in for ten years.

Mo Li began to think about whether this path of merit was chosen wrongly, and God didn't give any hints for so many years.

There is also a little monk, I haven't seen her for decades, do you have to forget her.

She misses the little monk, what should she do?

For so many years, in this mission world, a lonely person has never been so close to a human being.

It's really not good, she left home to become a nun, maybe she can see the little monk like that. Mo Li thought a little depressed.

In fact, Xu Jiu had reminded her more than once that the task did not have to be reluctant, and she could go back.

However, the original owner of the nine-tailed fox had no wish, but she had an obsession again, and she met the little monk.

Not just because of that familiar face, but more because of the person he is.

Therefore, no matter how Xu Jiu urged, she did not let go and wanted to leave this world.

However, why didn't God fulfill such a small wish of hers, obviously she had done countless good deeds, and even every family offered her statues.

Mo Li stared at the sky with wide eyes full of resentment, hum, the little monk has become a Buddha in more than ten years.

As for her, she didn't count the original owner's previous cultivation, but she had been a hundred years old.

Hmph, she can't go up, and the little monk doesn't know to come down to see her? It must be the little monk in the legendary paradise, and the Elysium is not happy? Maybe you fell in love with the golden boy and girl under the Bodhisattva's seat, or something.

Isn't there such a story recorded in the Buddhist scriptures, the spider in front of the Buddha statue can become a sperm and fall in love.

Mo Li tossed the petals in her hand aside, squinting her eyes and preparing to sleep.

In the past few decades, one of the things that Mo Li has done the most is sleeping, because when she sleeps, she doesn't think about anything.

Only this time, Mo Li had just fallen asleep when she had auditory hallucinations in her ears.

"Little fox."

Well, even in a dream, the little monk's voice is so good. So, Mo Li rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Li's idea is very simple, it turns out that the sentence that she thinks about it day and dreams at night is also true, no, she dreamed of the little monk.

"Little fox, little fox."

Hate, who is moving her ears and little claws, itching to death. Mo Li scolded in her heart.

Then I woke up again, is the dream so real? Thinking of this, Mo Li hurriedly opened her eyes and saw the little monk she had been thinking about day and night for decades.

Mo Li couldn't believe her eyes, and subconsciously rubbed her eyes, isn't this a dream?

Mo Li jumped into the arms of the little monk with a jump, the familiar scent of sandalwood, the familiar body temperature, the familiar embrace, all of which proved that this was not a dream.

Mo Li opened his mouth and bit the little monk's wrist in one bite, and then asked blankly, "Little monk, does it hurt?" ”

The little monk still smiled gently, and said lightly, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Mo Li was instantly depressed, it turned out to be a dream. She's been happy for so long, huh.

Moli snorted softly and fell asleep again.

The little monk was very puzzled by this situation, what the little monk was doing.

However, seeing Mo Li's sleeping face, the little monk didn't think about waking her up. He hadn't hugged her again for nearly a hundred years.

This white, small lump made the little monk's heart warm for a hundred years.

"Little fox." The little monk secretly shouted in his heart. In the past hundred years, he doesn't know how many times he has secretly shouted this title.

He waited for her to find him, and it was nearly a hundred years. He remembered what she said and needed his help, so he continued to study the Dharma for decades, and finally came to fruition.

However, he still did not wait for her.

So, despite everyone's opposition, he removed the Buddha's bones and came back to her.

Fortunately, he is still there, fortunately, he still has the opportunity to hold her like this. Buddha bones, he doesn't care, he doesn't care about becoming a Buddha.

In his lifetime, the only thing he cared about was the little her in his arms.

He didn't know why he couldn't give up on her alone, and the Buddha didn't give him an answer.

Since no one can give him an answer, then he just comes back and finds the answer himself.

After Mo Li woke up, he looked at the sky and sighed, "Alas, I don't know how many days and nights I've been asleep?" ”

"Three days and two nights."

A clear voice sounded overhead, and Mo Li looked up at the face in disbelief, little monk, are you back?

"You're back?" Mo Li's voice stammered a little because of nervousness.

The little monk nodded, and returned with a smile, "I can't wait for you, so I have to come back." ”

Mo Li suddenly felt that his eyes were a little hot, and his vision was a little blurry, well, he must have just woken up, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Aren't you happy?" The little monk reached out to wipe away the tears that slipped from the corners of Mo Li's eyes and asked.

Since the little monk left, Mo Li has not shed a single tear, nor has she shouted a single pain, but why, when the little monk came back, she felt that the wounds on her body that were no longer visible began to hurt again.

"Little monk, I thought I would never see you again, I obviously worked hard to cultivate merit, but this damn god just won't come to guide me, woo woo woo ......" (to be continued.) )