Tianyi retracted his hand, staring at the greasy dirty blood on his fingertips in a daze, and bean-sized tears burst out of his eyes.

"Female benefactor, this is the first time you have taken the initiative to lead a poor monk. Tianyi's mouth was pursed, and his black, yellow, thin cheeks were slightly haggard.

I shook my hand in disgust and said indifferently, "And for the last time." ”

Tianyi is a disciple of Buddhism in the end, if he commits precepts and kills people, the karma is particularly deep, and it is often rare to have a good death.

This time, Tianyi crossed her heart with one hand, causing her to die of anger, and there must not be any good end.

"Female benefactor, do you know the fate of the poor monk?" Tianyi held the edge of the bath bucket stained with chopped pepper blood with one hand, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito fly.

"I don't believe in fate. I met his slightly troubled gaze and said firmly, "Everyone can't choose their own background, but they can choose their future." The so-called way of heaven is just a big lie that you made up out of thin air and ripped off for your own selfish desires. ”

Tianyi shook his head and said paranoidly, "Before entering the WTO, poor monks were like female donors, although they practiced Buddhism, they did not believe in Buddhism. After joining the WTO, the poor monks realized that no matter how hard the poor monks tried, all this would eventually come to an end according to the original trajectory. ”

He also didn't believe in Buddhism?

I raised my eyebrows slightly, and suddenly I felt that Tianyi might not be as silly as I imagined.

"Master Zu once said that the poor monk could not live this year, so he ordered the poor monk to enter the WTO to collect good karma and accumulate yin virtue. He also said that if a poor monk indulges in women's sex, he will definitely not die well. There are two ways to crack it. First, get your heart and return it for love. Second, killing you with your own hands and suppressing the Buddha's path with demonic nature, the two are counteracting, which is really the way to maintain peace. Tianyi said calmly, as if he had already put life and death out of the way.

He probably thought I would sympathize with his plight, and curled up in front of me to beg for mercy.

In fact, I hate him so much that I want to cut him with a thousand knives, so how can I have pity for him?

I looked at Tianyi, who was standing in front of the tub and was restless, and sneered at the paradox of the Heavenly Dao in his mouth, "So, in order to avoid death, you did everything possible to calculate against me, just to get my heart?"

Tianyi nodded, "If you can get the heart of the female benefactor, the poor monk can return the love to the world, and the death calamity will be solved by itself." ”

"Do you think I'm going to give my heart to a ruthless villain who is plotting against me, or do you think I'm going to fall in love with a pickled rat who is trying to defile me?"

I couldn't take my eyes off the deflated mouth and the misty water vapor in my eyes, and suddenly I felt that he was ridiculous.

"Isn't it? When the raw rice is cooked and the rice is ripe, the sweet donor, and the Qi Yan donor will turn their backs on you. And the poor monk will be the man who will stay by your side and never abandon you from beginning to end. ”

"Tianyi, you overestimate yourself. You're not a man at all, and you're not even worthy of being a man!"

I looked at Tianyi, who had been talking to himself all along, and I really didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so I ordered the guards to throw the corpse of Youwu into the pond to feed the fish.

The guard standing at the door only glanced at the skin in the bathtub, and the flesh and blood were blurry, and he covered his heart and vomited wildly.

Seeing this, Tianyi volunteered to drag the corpse of He Wu to the abandoned pond in the cold palace and display the corpse at the bottom of the pond.

I stood still on the edge of the pond and kicked Tianyi into the pond.

"Female benefactor, the poor monk is willing to stay in the pond obediently, waiting for the day when you change your mind. One day, you will find that the most affectionate person is a poor monk. ”

The lotus canopy on the head of Tianyi floats on the surface of the mossy water with the turbid blue water.

I looked up at the scorching sun and clear sky, and my heart became more and more suspicious. Doesn't it mean that the children of Buddhism must not kill people with their own hands, otherwise they will not die a good death?

Why hasn't the news of the world come yet!

Could it be that his present life report came so late, and he had to wait for him to be seventy or eighty years old before giving him a fatal blow?

Boom –

The crack thunderbolt shook the sky, and with five lightning flashes hit the top of Tianyi's head.

It was just the blink of an eye, and the Buddha light above Tianyi's head was completely extinguished.

He wept incessantly, beating his arms against the surface of the stagnant water, "I was happy today, and I also took the little hand of the female donor, so soft, so soft! As a result, the female donor wanted to take my life and see me die in vain!"

I turned around and paid no attention to the crazy Tianyi.

He is sometimes vicious and vicious, sometimes simply paranoid, and unpredictable.

The only constant is that he will always live in his own world, indulge in it, enjoy it and struggle at the same time.

As soon as I walked out of the cold palace, I bumped into a group of palace ladies who were very fond of telling right and wrong.

"The one in the East Palace is really a good means! Three or two sentences forced the mother in charge to commit suicide by throwing herself into the lake, and now she is brutally killing her cousin in the dormitory!"

"Her methods of seducing men are also first-class! Prince Rong is haunted by her dreams, and the emperor is also dead set on her!"

"Alas, the poor emperor's life is in danger, but she is like no one else, hiding in the dormitory and sharing with Prince Rong!"

.........

Qi Yan's life hangs by a thread?

I couldn't help but panic and hurried to the Qi Bian's palace.

It's also a coincidence, since I couldn't recognize the way, this time I found Qi Yan's dormitory very smoothly.

I tiptoed into the dormitory, stood in front of the couch, and looked at Qi Yan with a pale face and closed eyes in a daze, feeling guilty in my heart.

"Ahem—"

Qi Yan coughed heavily, and patches of red blood reappeared on the plain bedding.

"Ge'er, don't leave me. Suddenly, he took my hand and pressed it to his heart.

I subconsciously withdrew my hand, and many memories of him instantly flooded back to my mind.

It turns out that I have known him for a long time!

I recall my first encounter with him in the Ghost Dossier, where he was indifferent and snatched me out of the thorn rake.

In the hollow of the tree, he went berserk and almost pushed me into the abyss of despair.

In the familiar and unfamiliar dormitory, he went crazy again, but fortunately, he had taboos to protect him.

.........

I seem to remember everything about Qi Yan, and I have witnessed him change from the original unscrupulous means to the current unhesitating to do everything without hesitation, and my heart is full of mixed feelings.

If you ask me if I ever dislike him, the answer is yes. After all, no normal person can stand his almost perverted barbarism.

But I don't remember when I let go.

Maybe it was because he saved me and scattered my cultivation that made me feel guilty, maybe earlier.

I struggled to reminisce about the past, and my head was splitting.

Suddenly, the door of the dormitory was opened again, and dozens of imperial doctors walked straight towards the dragon couch.

I retracted my thoughts again and again, and I wanted to hide under the bed, but there was only an inch of space left under the bed, and there was no one to hide.

In a hurry, I climbed onto the couch and buried myself under several layers of bedding on the inside of the dragon couch, and I didn't dare to come out.