There were no flowers, no salutes, no welcome flowers from elementary school students, and when Su Bai and Hills walked out of the place of preaching, they looked very low-key, and they could even be described as deserted.

In the entire place of preaching, there was only one tombstone left, that is, Su Bai's own tombstone, and the rest of the tombstones were all smashed into Shears's body, and Shears was still very satisfied with this.

Of course, people are more than people, they are really angry, looking at the man in front of him, Hills really feels that he really has no joy in the success of his preaching, although they are all preachers, but Su Bai has completed a sense of detachment, and he is nothing more than making his role in this game a little bigger.

Therefore, when Su Bai invited Hill to go back to the small temple to rest, Hills directly chose to refuse.

A finite life, a finite life, especially if he has to go to that world to face greater trials in the near future, Hills hopes that he can be as happy as possible during this time, and not become a jealous resentful woman.

Hills left, and Su Bai returned to the small temple alone.

The small temple is full of flowers, the monk is stir-frying tea, and the fragrant and rich tea fragrance spreads, refreshing people's hearts.

Sometimes, in a collective, there can be no shortage of anyone, but only people who have a taste for life and can cook, and monks have been in this group for a long time to assume the role of being both a father and a mother.

Su Bai sat down on a chair in the courtyard, and the fat man floated around Su Bai, his long hair fluttering, as if he was playing with the tune of a Chinese ghost story, of course, according to the fat man's own words, it was because those ancestors didn't have any short hairstyles, he was to make himself more into the play.

The Buddha still did the same thing every day according to his schedule, but today he deliberately postponed his evening class, came to the side of the courtyard, and sat down with Su Bai.

The two of them didn't talk much, and topics like "what was the weather" obviously didn't apply to the two men.

The monk took out the tea set and began to make tea, but the fat man still didn't get his body back, and he still floated around with the body of the primordial god, and he seemed to like this feeling of freedom and ease.

Xun'er did not participate in this meeting, she was in retreat, of course, it may also be a kind of escape of her own choice, at this time, it is a little inappropriate for her to participate in this meeting.

Some people, she is not around, but the relationship between each other can become more and more flavorful like old wine in the cellar, and some people, even if they are close to the eyes, are more and more like boiled water, not to mention estrangement, but the meaning of forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes is becoming more and more obvious.

The monk's tea is brewed, one cup per person, and the fat man directly absorbs the fragrance of the tea, a bit like a ghost going home to enjoy the sacrifice.

Su Bai took a sip of tea, to be honest, this tea is very ordinary, much inferior to the tea that the monk used to brew, Su Dashao is not a person who doesn't know taste, unlike a fat man, no matter how good the tea is, it should be drunk as cold and white.

It is impossible for a monk's tea-making skills to regress, so the problem is likely to lie in this tea.

This tea,

Not good.

The Buddha frowned slightly, obviously something was wrong.

The monk naturally continued to drink, then put down the teacup and said, "Tea is like ............."

"Tea is like life, without the precipitation of the years, it does not have so much taste. If someone takes a picture of us at this time, we can all ask for a middle school essay topic. ”

The fat man smiled and spoke first.

This time, the fat man cut off the monk's chicken soup in advance.

The monk was stunned for a moment and shook his head, "If the tea is not delicious, don't force it." ”

"............" fat man.

Everyone put down their teacups.

Su Bai looked at the monk, he didn't think there was anything before, but now it seems that the monk is indeed much weaker, and this weakness is continuing.

"What's wrong with your body?"

Su Bai asked.

The monk shook his head, "No problem. ”

The Buddha said, "You're still stingy." ”

This courtyard is full of flowers, all of which are nurtured by the monk's own vitality, a bit like the wild flowers blooming all the way to the old rich and noble, the Buddha said that the monk is stingy, which means that the monk did not add too much vitality to the tea tree.

This drinking tea, but drinking the feeling of human blood steamed buns.

The little guy was brought out by Jixiang, and when Su Bai came back, he was taking a nap, and at this time he climbed on Su Bai's body and hugged his father and didn't let go, but the little nose still smelled it, as if he found that something had changed in his father, and it had become a little different.

The spirit boy is the spirit child, although he grows very slowly in this world, his spiritual sense is still there.

"Do you feel isolated?" the Buddha suddenly asked.

"What?" Su Bai was a little incomprehensible, of course, this was just an attitude.

"It's out of the woods. The Buddha asked, "And we are still in the five elements." ”

"It's just a temporary escape from the control of the radio, and I can see me as well as the radio now in front of you. ”

"Then why don't you go into seclusion?" the fat man suddenly asked, "Hide well, and when the broadcast is over, damn, no one can stop you if you want to be Jesus." ”

"Impossible. The monk shook his head at this time and said, "The rules of broadcasting will not change, even if it fails to enter that world, it will never allow the world it has colonized to make waves again, if Su Bai blindly hides and is not ready to go to that world, it is likely that the final outcome is that before we go to that world, the broadcast will let us solve Su Bai first." ”

Su Bai nodded, obviously agreeing with the monk's statement.

"But no matter what, it's much better than us, at least you can breathe a little free air. The fat man is still very envious of the current Su Bai, "When you don't want to enter the story world, you can still rely on it, how beautiful." ”

"Eventually, I'll be on the train with you. Su Bai seemed very calm when he said this, he didn't plan to struggle not to get to the train, he knew that Lychee was waiting for her in that world, and he still had very important things to do, so he didn't plan to worry about it and struggle for anything, in the last story world, he had actually thought it through.

At the end of the tea party, Su Bai returned to the bedroom with the little guy in his arms, the little guy was playing with toys, Jixiang was watching from the side, and Su Bai was lying on the bed, watching the TV in front of him.

Sometimes, people are really strange, when you are ordinary, you want to struggle to change this ordinary, and those who are often extraordinary will keep yearning for this ordinary.

Perhaps, it is a different realm, or it may be a different mentality, and the disease-free moans with a sour smell always seem to poke at the G-spot of some people.

looked at his palm, as if the picture of the sermon was still in front of him, the road was destined to get narrower and narrower, Su Bai didn't know how sure Lychee's plan was, he didn't even know if Lychee was still alive in that world, but maybe what the monk said before was right, that is, if he didn't have his parents, he probably wouldn't even have the meaning of surviving.

In ancient mythology, agarwood was to split the mountain to save his mother, and when he came to himself, he went to great lengths to find his parents and then kill them.

The process is the same.

There was a knock on the door outside, Xun'er came in with some fruits, and personally fed the little guy to eat, but the little guy only ate a few bites and didn't want to eat it, Su Bai could see that the little guy's attitude towards Xun'er had always been like a departure, perhaps, because Xun'er thought it was Su Bai's illegitimate son when she first saw the little guy, and Lingtong felt Xun'er's hostility towards him when they met for the first time.

But the crux of the problem may not be here, after all, the fat man also stole the little guy to hand over the task, and now the relationship between the two is the best.

"You can eat some too, I'll go rest. Xun'er left the room like this.

There wasn't much communication between them.

Su Bai didn't feel anything, after all, nothing really happened between the two sides.

"Toot toot............ Toot .................."

The little guy was lying on the edge of the bed and shaking something in his hand, Su Bai looked sideways and found that the toys that the fat man bought for the little guy were really varied, and there was even a prop for a cartoon character, a small black plastic leather whip.

The little guy was waving it excitedly, and then the little guy looked at Su Bai.

Su Bai's eyes sank slightly,

The little one immediately realized that this game did not seem to please Daddy, and quickly threw away the little plastic leather whip and continued to play with his own blocks.

The auspiciousness on the side is still indifferent, yes, it is already a fantasy for you to let a cat take care of the child's daily life, and it is even more unbelievable if you ask a cat to educate the child's moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor all-round development.

Su Bai got out of bed, squatted down in front of the little guy, reached out and pinched the little guy's face that seemed to be blown, and said:

"What do you remember in this little bag of melons?"

Of course, this is also Su Bai's own pot, when he was a father, he didn't look like a father, and when he first saw Ying Ying, he actually took the little guy with him.

The bitter fruit of the crooked upper beam and the crooked lower beam was finally eaten by Su Bai.

Thinking of Ying Ying'er, Su Bai suddenly felt that he missed her a little, in the past, in Shanghai, every time he was in a bad mood or bored, he liked to talk to Ying Ying'er, watching the woman who knows a man's mind best and knows how to please you is indeed a pleasure in front of you.

At this moment, Su Bai's mobile phone rang,

I took it out and looked at it, it was actually Ying Ying'er> "You haven't come for treatment for a long time." ”

Su Bai smiled, maybe he had too many worries and constraints before, but now, he is already semi-free, and he can indeed be a little willful and casual.

"Good. ”

Su Bai only replied with one word, there was no need to ask the other party where it was, whether it was time, when it was convenient, etc., these questions were not needed before, and they will not be needed in the future.

At this moment, Su Bai suddenly turned his head and saw that the fat man's Yuan Shen didn't know when he actually floated into his house, and he blocked all his divine consciousness in the small temple, otherwise he was the big guy here, and the Buddha monk Fat Man and Xun'er would be under pressure from the big guy all the time, and therefore, the fat man's entry was indeed not discovered by Su Bai in advance.

The fat man's Yuan Shen leaned in front of Su Bai's screen, as if he was peeking at Su Bai's chat history,

And then a face,

suffocated red,

It's hard,

It was also very aggrieved............