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The crazy monk outside the door walked in with a calm face.

And the people around me, sir, can't be calm.

"Senior brother, don't come to harm?"

I really don't know how to talk, it's really depressing for the two people around me to stand together, and they only came out with such a sentence after being stunned for a long time.

Obviously, this carefree person is also a sharp-toothed person on weekdays, but when he came to Wumo, he became a gourd with a saw-mouthed mouth. If one thing really descends one thing, the way of heaven is good reincarnation, and you will have to pay it back sooner or later!

"Don't come unharmed."

“……”

Yes, now this worry-free is no longer a person in Buddhism, Buddhism pays attention to the equality of all beings, and all living beings are donors.

"Master, how is the old man, Master?"

Since you are not allowed to scream, then you will not scream. But he is very concerned about the teacher, he can have no relationship with Buddhism, but he can't forget the roots. His iniquity is to be borne by him.

There is no need to feel wronged, he is carefree and does not deserve to be wronged.

"Master's old man has completed his merits and passed away two years ago, thank you for your concern."

When was this! Why didn't he know!

Two years ago, the master left, and he had never been worthy of seeing him because he had killed so much, and he only hoped that his old man could live well, but he never thought that it was the will of heaven to make people......

"I, I'll miss ...... first"

Before he could finish speaking, Carefree stumbled out the door. It's the first time I've seen him so depressed, like a lost dog......

It turns out that my guess is right, he is really waiting for someone, but it is not Wumo who is waiting, but his master.

"The direction he's going to be is the Rootless Temple......

It's just that the Si people have passed away, and most of the people in the world are cold in an instant, and they are caught off guard.

"I lied to him."

"Huh!?"

Wu Mo looked at the ghost with a sad face, so he took a sip of the tea on the table and rushed here, making his mouth dry and tight.

Yes?! You crazy monk is too much!

"Who asked him to grind and chirp, make a health pill every year, secretly send someone to the bottom of the mountain, and watch from afar."

“……”

What is this operation? I don't understand, sir!

Tired of standing and talking, Wu Mo grabbed a chair and sat down.

"The old man looked at it with a blank eye, hoping that the wooden head would open his mind one day, and go up the mountain to see his old man's house, who knew that this person was dead-eyed and self-exiled, and he hadn't come up once in more than ten years."

"But...... Why do you say death? ”

No matter how you say it, it's Master, someone will deceive people about the death? It's not that people in Buddhism don't speak!

"Amitabha, death is a blessing, what does the donor think?"

“……”

Forgive me for not understanding cultural differences.

"Don't worry, after the old man saw him, he naturally untied his heart and spent the rest of his life calmly and happily. I'm a white lie, am I? ”

Is this man really a monk? Who's going to tell me.

"Don't you hate him?"

He had just heard the grievances between the two of them. Looking at the face of Wumo now, although he cheated him, in the final analysis, it is a good thing to be worry-free. There was no reluctance on this man's face.

Isn't he really a monk like a Huineng ancestor?

I don't have much faith in my master, so I naturally don't know when I can deal with the person who killed me calmly, which is more unattainable than repaying grievances with virtue, right?

"The poor monk Wumo is the abbot of a temple, naturally he is generous and benevolent, how can he be so calculating?"

"Speak human words!" Master, I can't see Wumo's official face the most!

"The little master is the abbot of a temple, and it is detrimental to his image if he cares about others!"

And so it was! You shouldn't expect too much from this man!

"What's more, he just had murderous intentions that day, and he didn't do anything other than push me into the snow pit, and the pit was not deep, so I climbed up by myself." said the scene of the day with an understatement.

"That's it? No more? ”

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Master, I don't give up on asking, listening to what Wu Wu said at the time, that can be regarded as a big thing of murder and arson, who would have thought that this was the case!

"Otherwise, what do you want?"

I don't want to do anything, sir.

It's just that I suddenly feel a little distressed and carefree, compared to the crazy in front of me, it's still a simple child!

It's just that this is simply only for the people of the Rootless Temple.

"Okay, now is not the time to worry about others, what will you do in the future?"

Wu Mo got up and focused on the person in front of him.

"I, I'm a dead ghost now, what do you expect a ghost to move?"

Although it is self-deprecating, this is also due to the current situation of my master, and I can't do anything.

"If I can bring you back to life, what will you do?"

As if he hadn't heard him laugh at himself, Wu Mo continued.

"Really?"

Master, I face Wumo, since I met him, I never asked him if he could do it, just because as long as Wumo promised me, he did it one by one, and if he didn't promise me, he did it silently for me.

If I can't die, then I don't want to be a soul body in this body that can't move anything.

"If I could, what would you do?"

Wu Mo gently looked at the ripples around the ghost, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, he hadn't seen him like this for a long time.

"If I live, I will forget all this as a big dream, no matter what the big summer celebration, I won't serve you! Master, I'll be my flat-headed people and run my life! ”

That's what I hope.

Forget all this, forget everything you have experienced in the past year or so, be an ordinary person, hidden in the world, he doesn't know any of these characters, how good it should be.

"Even I want to forget?"

Wu Mo saw him there with a look of hope, and naturally saw that he really hoped so.

"How can you, you are my partner in Huan'an, I don't know anyone, but I still remember you!"

At the critical moment, I must be a dog, and now I can make me alive and kick around this one, master, I'm not stupid, why can't I get along with myself?

"You have a conscience!"

"That's it!"

"Wumo, whose body do you want me to enter this time? Scholar? Or a beggar? But don't be a woman! Master, whoever I enter can experience a counterattack in life! But if it's a delicate woman, I can't designate that boudoir! ”

Wu Mo changed my body for me before, and seeing that he came today, he naturally came prepared, presumably he found a body that could accommodate me.

Now He Yanhuan is excited, although this Ye Qing's health is also very good, and she is also a rare beauty, but unfortunately, the beauty is too famous, living between everyone's lips and tongues, I don't want to be in the limelight, ordinary appearance is okay, I will work hard in the future, and I can spend this life safely than I can spend my life safely.

"There is no body."

"What do you mean by not having a body? How can you save me without a body? ”

"If you want to live, you can only be Ye Qing alone."

Wu Mo saw that the color in his eyes faded layer by layer.

"Then you don't have to worry about me."

I don't want to be Ye Qing, the last person I want to be in this world.

He's too dazzling, I owe him too much, sir.

I used his body and hurt his brother, and if I went on like this, I would be the man's brother, but I am not.

I don't want to give people hope, there is no hope of any possibility.

It's too cruel.

"You don't have to reject me in one go, you can think about it these days, in fact, becoming Ye Qing is not without the slightest benefit, isn't it? At the very least, you have a legitimate identity to meet the person you want to meet, don't you? ”

Wu Mo saw that he was depressed, so he comforted.

"I have no one to see."

If it is before this big war, I want to go to the General's Mansion to meet Zhou Xiaochuan.

If the girl is not injured, I am willing to ease the relationship between Zhou Xiaochuan and their brother and sister.

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If there is no trap, I can be the brother of the Dharma King of Daqing, and I can be a man in Daqing.

If I hadn't given the letter to King Rui, I would still have a friend who can drink wine and hurt his friends.

If not......

If it weren't for this time-traveling encounter, I would still have a dogskin plaster like a little five to rub my job.

I have been a human being in these two lives, and now I can't advance or retreat.

There was no one to talk to in front of or behind him.

Except for this mysterious mad monk, I am not alone.

"Wumo, why do I want to go home?"

Wu Mo didn't know where he was thinking, but in front of him, tears were wanton, and there was pain between his eyebrows and eyes.

One of them, one ghost. The others saw that he was not visible, and he was the only one who could stand opposite him.

He stood in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised, but tears welled up in his face, and the other side was silent, but the sadness was as pervasive as substance.

"Huan'er ......"

Huan'er ...... Huan'er, who is it?

Who ever called me like that? Call me, is that calling me?

"Huan'er, I'm tired today, I'll go to your house for dinner, right? Are you welcome? Are you welcome? ”

"Huan'er, your bean bun boy eats better than me, how good do you think it would be if I could be raised by you!"

"Huan'er, wait, wait for me to develop one day, I will take you around the world!"

"Huan'er, why are you so outside, what's yours is mine, what's mine is yours! We've slept with brothers. ”

"Yesterday I was a pillow for you all night, and you will be my brother from now on!"

……

In his memory, the fragments of his memories came one after another, and he never thought that he would just open an opening, and he would release all the flood beasts of this time.

"You...... Who the hell is it? ”

"Huan'er, we're brothers who have slept together!"

Seeing him stop, Wu Mo looked at himself with a blank face and a little hope, so he had to pierce the layer of window paper by himself.

"Is that you? Wu'er, is it really you? ”

Master, my tears are very uncompromising, and when I saw this smile, I actually flowed out again.

"Well, it's me."

Wumo is Tan Wu.

He Yanhuan is the only friend in the world. His dog-skinned plaster-like man rubbed rice.

Tan Wu, nicknamed Wuzi, Wu'er. Because of the homophony, He Yanhuan automatically ignored it and became Wu'er.

They met in the orphanage, and in Tan Wu's words, they were "brothers who slept together", and all the troubles that He Yanhuan had passed through in his previous life, one thing was counted as one, and Tan Wu knew it.

They always meet each other for some reason.

In the orphanage, although He Yanhuan disliked this kind of "brothers who slept together", in those more than ten years, the best person for him was Tan Wu.

Later, He Yanhuan went to college and went to other places, and Tan Wu, who was two years older than him at that time, had already begun to do odd jobs in various places.

He didn't go to school, but he loved to draw and often spent the day at home painting. He had been eating irregularly for a long time, and once he was alone at home for a few days, and then he collapsed on the street when he went out.

The person was taken to the hospital, and the doctor couldn't find the family, so he called the first person in his phone book, Huan'er.

At that time, it was He Yanhuan who picked up Tan Wu from the hospital.

Doctors have repeatedly told patients with gastrointestinal damage and malnutrition, and that they must be well recuperated.

There was really no way, so He Yanhuan took out the cooking skills that he had abandoned since he went to college.

In fact, in the first two years of college, He Yanhuan never had three normal meals. He didn't have that much time to waste on eating, he had no father or mother, and if he wanted to continue, he had to rely on himself.

Before that, he had a stomach ulcer.

I didn't expect a patient to come, but he was also recuperated.

Since then, Tan Wu has taken root in He Yanhuan's life.

"Huan'er, let me save you, okay?"

"Okay."

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