49. The palm of the Buddha

Although Sun Wukong has seventy-two changes, he can't escape the palm of the Buddha after all.

I am the monkey, and Sheng Shiyao is the Buddha who overlooks all living beings, standing tall, holding sovereignty and people's hearts, and looking down on everything. In the moment when the six sons looked up, they deeply realized that they had already found me. The fierce wife and the innkeeper who were looking for her husband were just acting in front of me, and this is a story of catching a turtle in an urn, and maybe I haven't escaped their eyes since last night.

As for why Sheng Shiyao didn't arrest me at that time, there was only one reason, he wanted me to go through the psychological process of falling from the peak to the bottom. Last night I still felt angry, and when my brain was hot, I did those things impulsively, but now, I only feel a sense of powerlessness in my heart.

After I got into the car, I looked at my nose and my heart, lowered my eyes and was silent, and let the cold gaze stare on my face.

"Nothing to say?" Finally, Sheng Shiyao opened his mouth, and there was no joy or anger in his voice. I wanted to ignore it, but after thinking about it, there was no need to uphold that little bit of arrogance at this time, because it was meaningless, so I shook my head.

A soft snort overflowed from his nose, and he stretched out his palm and struck twice in the air, "Cheng Xiao, you really have a kind." Before this, I thought of many expressions when you saw me again, but none of them were like you now, with unruly eyes and a calm look, as if nothing had happened. ”

Have it? I'm a broken jar, okay, otherwise what? Pulling his pants and begging for mercy? When I think of this situation, I feel a chill, I can't do such a terrible act.

Sheng Shiyao suddenly stretched out his hand, and I reflexively leaned back to dodge, his hand was held in the air, and his black eyes stared at me deeply. Sitting up straight with a little embarrassment, his hand fell to my hair with a gentle motion, and he asked, "How does it feel to stay here after a night of escape?" ”

I grinned and laughed, "Not bad." "Nothing but the confusion and the noise next door wasn't bad, at least I didn't have to be a pillow or hypnotic anymore, and I didn't have to worry about whether there would be any spiritism against me next time. Although the osmanthus incident actually had nothing to do with him, and even thanks to him, I was able to get out of danger, otherwise I might have to be tossed enough by the aunt. But these experiences, if it weren't for knowing him Sheng Shiyao, if it wasn't for being forced to be his subordinate and come to Horijo with him, how could they have met?

With a little force on his hand, he pressed my head into his arms, rested his chin on top of my head, and whispered, "Do you know that the three of us have been here all night?" "A shock in my heart, they were down all night? As I expected. I only heard him say again: "Zhou Tong asked me, why don't you just go upstairs and arrest you?" Any idea how I answered him? The best way to raise an immature white-eyed wolf is to grind her teeth and break her bones, so that she can't run even if she wants to. ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but shudder lightly, and boundless fear spread layer by layer until it reached the top. As if enjoying my fears, he took me into his arms, and the whole body became leaning on him.

"However, as soon as you stepped into the car and sat next to me, I suddenly reversed my decision. I'm thinking, can a wolf with grinding teeth and bones still be called a wolf? What's the point of losing one's nature? So Cheng Xiao, you are very lucky, this time I can not blame the past, and the punishment will be recorded in the account. If there is a next ......"

He didn't say anything more, leaving me with infinite room for reverie.